Thank you FlyingFerret! :) Ahhh, I must admit I'm like Dean - I'm rather fond of pie!! *laughs*

Thank you williewildcat! ;) hehe, I couldn't resist the angel booty scene!! *grins*

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CHAPTER NINE.

Dean was still asleep when I got back into the Impala, and it didn't look as though Sam was far off from sleep himself. I settled down in the passenger seat, eyes staring forward, remaining silent, so as not to disturb the slumbering Winchesters. Surprisingly, I no longer felt tired, although I had been before.

But, that was before I was restored to my true self. I remembered now that angels did not need sleep the way that mere mortals did, so I was quite content to sit and wait patiently, letting the two humans sleep.

I sat watching, eternally patient until the light completely faded from the sky. I slipped from the car, to stare up at the heavens, at the stars that littered the sky, and was startled to hear Dean's voice right next to me. I'd been so engrossed I hadn't heard him leave the car.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked, as he also looked up at the sky.

"It is," I said, quietly, before falling back into silence again.

It seemed as though Dean were about to say more, but I laid a gentle hand on his arm to silence him, and surprisingly he obeyed.

Then he hissed - "What?" - when I didn't immediately speak or do anything.

"Movement, I heard it, coming from over there!" I hissed back, as I pointed over to the left of us.

"What?" Dean asked again. "I couldn't hear anything! You must have hearing like a - "

He broke off his own sentence when finally he heard the noises I had, the noise of at least four people and their passage through the night.

I scented the air, and caught the distinct whiff of demon blood.

"Alastair!" I confirmed to Dean. "And Ruby, and two others I don't know!"

"How do you know all of this? You been drinking the angel mojo or what, Jenna?" Dean commented.

"Something like that!" I said, with a smile not intended for him, yet he caught it anyway.

He shot me a questioning look, but I merely shook my head at him, in a not now gesture. Dean didn't look satisfied, but at least he didn't press me further.

"Go get your brother!" I said, gesturing at the car urgently.

"Jen - " Dean said, hesitating as though he would rather go off after the demons.

"Go get your brother, Dean!" I said, in the tone of voice I'd often heard Castiel use when he was giving a command.

"Yes, Cas," Dean said, absently, as though the similarity had not been lost on him either.

I continued staring out into the night, feeling the presence of the demons pass close by. I heard one of them mention something about the place reeking of angels, but then I heard Alastair speak.

"There's no angels near here! Why would there be? You're paranoid after last night's failure!" he said, with an ominous lisp.

I stayed still, even when Sam and Dean joined me, one either side of me.

"Now what?" Sam asked, and it seemed as though he was deferring to me rather than Dean.

Even Dean looked to me, as though he recognized the commanding presence here.

I held up a hand, before going to fetch my katana from the trunk of the car, before waving the brothers after me, as I led the way silently to the graveyard. I knew that I could just wish myself to Alastair's location if I wanted to, although it seemed an unfair advantage considering that neither Sam nor Dean had my abilities. So, with that thought in mind, I remained in the lead, wincing at the noises, though slight, the two hunters made. I tried to keep my steps as silent as possible, as I stole forward, katana held loosely at my side.

Through my link to Castiel, I felt him alert, as though he, too, was watching our progress, ready to step in an instant should he feel it necessary, or should I purposefully call him.

I arrived first at the location where the four demons were and noticed that Alastair already had Ruby tied down to a nearby grave marker, mouth gagged securely, wrists and ankles bound tighter still. It looked all too much like a blood sacrifice to me, and I remembered one of their throwaway comments that the previous night had been a failure. It looked as though they were planning on calling something forth, but who? What? I did not know.