Disclaimer I don't own anybody but Sophie, Chris and anyone else I randomly throw in

I woke up early the next morning…a little too early, even for me. The sun was just beginning to rise so I quietly got dressed. I through on an old pair of jeans and a sweater then quietly made my way outside so I wouldn't wake up Bobby. The poor man needed some sleep; he has been worrying so much about my brothers, Sophie, and especially me. I grabbed the toolbox from Bobby's garage then ran back to my beloved 1969 mustang boss. Dean and Dad got me my car for my 19th birthday and we fixed it up together so it would run properly again. For a car in it's 40's, it ran great… until recently during a hunt where it going pretty ruffed up and then started to make a lot of frightening sounds. I popped the hood and began to work on her hoping that she could be saved. I didn't want to loose her for another ten years.

*****30 min later*****

"Well the belt is done for," I mutter to myself as I remove the remains of the fan belt from my car then bent over again to continue working. "Come on baby… talk to me. Tell me what's wrong." I whisper to my car.

I jump and smack my head into the hood of the car when I hear a voice behind me ask, " what are you doing?"

"Don't do that." I said in annoyance as I emerge form under the hood to see a man with dark brown hair wearing a suit and a trench coat standing in front of me.

"Sorry. Do you have the 'knife'?" Castiel asked looking at me with his usual emotionless stare.

"Yeah I got it. Thanks for telling me that it kills ghosts by the way." I answer as I walk over to the back of my car and pull open the back door to have it come off its hinges. I let out a groan of disbelief.

"Is that supposed to happen?" Castiel asked as he looked at my car door in my hands.

"No... this isn't supposed to happen." I answered with a hint of misery as I put it down then reached inside and lifted the back seats.

"Is it wise to keep it in there?" Castiel asked.

"Nobody besides Dean and Dad knows that this is where I keep my weapons." I answered slightly irritated that he didn't trust me even though I've been working for him for roughly three years now.

I stood up with the dagger in my hand then turned around to face Castiel and said, " I want to tell Bobby and Damon who I'm working for."

"No!" Castiel replied reaching for the dagger, which I held away from him.

"I've been working for you for close to three years Castiel. I've had to lie to the two most important people in my life. They deserve to know why I keep getting my ass kicked while grabbing objects for you."

"Only those two." Castiel replied snatching the dagger from me then disappeared leaving me with a smile on my face, which quickly faded when I turn around only to find my car sitting there still broken.

"Baby, I think your time has come." I said in a soft voice as I gently ran my hand across the hood of my car.

******2 hours later******

"No way," I whisper in shock. I pulled into Bobby's driveway in my new shiny camaro and saw Dean's impala parked beside my old boss and turns off the engine and got out.

"Look I don't know, that piece of shit she drives is here but I don't know where she is." I heard a familiar voice say and suddenly I saw Sophie walk out form behind the impala.

"It's a classic Sophie, not shit." I said loudly and smirked when Sophie whipped around.

"What are you doing here?" Sophie asked while hanging up her cell phone.

"Visiting uncle Bobby. You all right Sophie?" I asked watching her carefully.

"Mind your own business bitch." Sophie snapped while she walked off. I shrug my shoulders and walk into the house and up to my room.

My cell phone rang, "Chris speaking." I said.

"You need to follow your brothers on all their hunts from now on." I heard Castiel say threw the receiver.

"what? Why?" I asked in confusion.

"Follow Dean and Sam. Sophie is doing something dangerous and you need to keep them safe." Castiel answered.

"How am I supposed to follow them? Hide in the trunk of Dean's car and hope they wont look. They don't want me around Cassy." I explained to him while digging through my bag for something to use to track Dean and Sam without them knowing.

"Do what you need to but those are your orders." Castiel said before the line went dead.

"You feathery heartless angels are going to be the reason I end up dead or insane." I said loudly while throwing my phone onto my bed. I headed downstairs only to find Bobby looking for some books in the living room.

"Bobby I need your help…Cas called." I sighed.