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CHAPTER FIVE

Sam was researching again, while Dean was cleaning his guns, when I went into their motel room later on that morning. I nodded slightly at them both, before leaning up against the far wall nonchalantly.

"What's the plan for today, guys?" I asked them.

"Trying to find signs of demonic activity in the vicinity overnight," Sam mumbled, too engrossed in his research to look up at me for more than a few seconds.

I nodded, remembering Cas' words from the previous night that he had to be watched, and I wondered what measures I would have to take to stop him, should such measures need to be taken. I wondered then, if Dean would see it as betrayal, if Sam were stopped by my hand. My orders had come straight from Castiel, and those orders counted for more to me, than betraying Dean did. I closed my eyes, in sudden pain, but orders were orders nonetheless. I trusted Cas, believed in Cas, and it was Cas I would obey.

Sam made a sudden noise of elation, before he looked up, first to his brother, then to me, and he was grinning, dimples showing, eyes lit up in excitement.

"We're in luck! The location is near here - if this is Alastair, he's not too far off - and we can get to him, sooner rather than later!" he said, looking like a puppy who'd just gotten the biggest juiciest bone for Christmas.

"Just don't do anything rash, Sam!" I warned him, straightening up to stand away from the wall, looking uncertainly down at where Sam was sitting.

At Sam's scowl, I waved him down before he could protest.

"I'm not saying that we can't go, just don't do anything rash while we're there," I said. "I know your girl's there, but it won't do to throw yourself in harm's way. This is Alastair we're talking about. The Picasso of Hell as I believe Ruby called him."

"She's right, Sammy! Couldn't have said it better myself!" Dean said, approvingly, looking up from his gun with a smile at me.

"Okay, I won't do anything rash! Now tell me what to do and I'll do it!" Sam said, leaning back in his seat, looking a little displeased right then.

"Where is this demonic activity?" I asked, coming forward to lean over Sam's shoulder, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear as I stared hard at the screen of his laptop.

Castiel's feather swung free of my shirt, where it hung on the cord I'd tied it to earlier. Sam stared at it, then turned suspicious eyes onto me, but said nothing, merely scowled.

"What?" I asked him.

"What's happened?" Dean asked, finally coming forward, to stare at the feather also.

He started to laugh.

"Man, he really owns you, doesn't he?" he asked, chucking me under the chin, with a saucy wink.

"Shut up!" I said, hiding a smile. "Animal!"

Dean coughed, then said - "OWNED!" - before coughing again.

I considered smiting him for that, then thought better of it.

"You were saying, Samuel!" I said, meaningfully, choking back a laugh at the irrepressible Dean Winchester.

"There were reports of strange noises and bright lights emanating from the local graveyard late last night, but no evidence of foul play when investigations were made this morning," Sam said, reading quickly through the reports on his screen. "Seemed like Alastair was up to no good last night!"

"So Cas and Chuckles said that there were four seals to be broken? And I'm guessing only one was broken last night?" Dean asked, seriously, all trace of his earlier joking around gone now.

"If you mean Castiel and Uriel, then yes, that's what they said!" I confirmed, with a slow nod of assent, and an even slower blink.

Sam shook his head and muttered something about me becoming more like a damn angel every day.

I straightened up, absently stroking Castiel's feather, before saying - "We'd best get moving. Standing around idly will not win this war!"

I strode over to the door, before Dean said - "Where you going?"

"I'm getting my katana!" I threw over my shoulder. "I'm going nowhere without that!"

The door closed behind me but I was back before long, equipped with my katana, and ready to go.

It wasn't long before we actually were on our way - heading for the longest day of our lives ... and also the day where I found out my true destiny ...