A/N Thank you to my three followers. Calesta, CorbynPool and Mollyk5. I was beginning to fear that no one was reading.

At least we are making progress Shiloh thought as she watched Dean pretend to hang up with the prophet. And after all this time she shouldn't have expected it to be any different with the seasoned hunter.

"Well what did he say," Sam asked twisting in his seat to face Dean.

"Here, Now?" Dean asked glancing at the angel sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Really Dean I thought we had established a bit more trust than that."

Sam shrugged and offered his brother a weak smile, "She has a point Dean. You asked her to stand in a ring of fire and she did. She has given us more information on angels without us asking than even Cas did."

Dean rubbed that patch of skin just above the right eyebrow trying to decide what to do. He didn't trust the winged dicks but she was helping him keep Zeke in the bag. And he was sure that whatever she said to Zeke made him agree to Castiel coming home. But Ruby helped Sam keep the blood drinking from him. Cas freaked out when he found out she had made herself known, but he never said she was a danger. In fact he knew about Shiloh and never told him.

Dean sighed, "Okay let's pretend for a moment we do trust you. Now what?"

Shiloh wanted to smile. They had come a long way in a couple of hours. No, Dean didn't really trust her yet but he was going through the motions of giving her a chance. It was the first step really and they had so far to go. "You tell your brother about the 'Hand of God.' Sam will begin research while he waits for Castiel. You go get your prophet from the library."

"What Hand of God? We're not talking about another tablet are we," Sam asked looking back and forth between Dean and Shiloh.

Dean cleared his throat and cursed the angels ability to hear the phone conversations. Obviously she knew what was said and didn't need him to trust her for information. He didn't know if he could come to terms with the idea of a guardian who let everything happen that happen to his family. "Not exactly."

"A cave wall in a northern Chinese peninsula," Shiloh supplied. One of the things about Dean that frustrated her was how often he imitated his father and kept stuff to close to the vest. It wasn't as if Sam was going to tell the enemy.

"You already knew about this when you were asking Dean and I to trust you?" Sam asked his eyebrows drawing together in a frown.

Shiloh paused for a minute trying to think of what to say. "Of course the discovery was made last night or yesterday China time. Why do you think I decided to come out so to speak? As for waiting, you and Dean have had everything thrown at you some good and some bad. You need to decide for yourselves that I am here to help you."

"You do know that even if Castiel vouches for you it won't be enough for Dean to trust you," Sam replied off handedly.

"Really," Shiloh asked looking at Dean pointedly. When the oldest Winchester had the grace to look away she continued. "What about you Sam. What is it going to take to convince you?"

Sam thought about it for several minutes and could tell Dean was uncomfortable. But that was the thing with his brother only actions over a period of time would move him to trusting. He wasn't completely comfortable trusting an angel either but there had been several decent ones in the past. "Information and actions."

"Are you adding actions because the only way your brother will offer the benefit of the doubt is saving your life multiple times?"

Dean scoffed and left the room. He couldn't ask her to heal Sam with him in the room at the same time. It wouldn't be a good idea to piss of Zeke right now. If she couldn't or wouldn't heal Sam, Zeke might get a little pissy and leave. "Information, for now, would be good."

"Am I to stay here in this circle?" Shiloh asked motioning to the waist high flames.

Dean and Sam exchanged a glance and said yes simultaneously.

Knowing that the goal was the long term trust she pushed her disappointment down. "Very well, then at least find a chair and sit down. Castiel should be here in the next couple of hours."

"I'm good," Dean said, but moved far enough in the door so his back rested against the jam instead of his shoulder.

"Dean," Shiloh tried but noticed the look on his face and decided not to push. He was always so stubborn, even as a child. She knew what he wanted to ask and no answer she gave was going to be good enough. "What do you want to know?"

But to her surprise and Sam's apprehension Dean stayed quite forcing his brother to do the questioning. "How come everything that has happened to us has happened? If you were a guardian angel why didn't you stop it?"

Sam's version of Dean's how you let my mom die. Shiloh should have known that was going to be the first one. And while she knew it was coming she didn't know how to answer it without sounding like a cop-out. "Sam that's a loaded generalized question and one I can't possibly answer."

Sam's mouth turned down in frown for just a second as he thought of how to rephrase the question. "Why did my mom have to die?"

Shiloh was not expecting that…not from Sam and that caused her not to pay attention to Dean until the sharp intake of breath from the doorway. Telling them that their mother was not her responsibility while being the truth wouldn't help right now. While it was the truth it wasn't the only truth. "I had to get you out of the house and keep you safe. I was not standing over your bed at the time the demon visited you. When I got there Azazel had already killed her. She was dead before the fire. We could not stop him from coming into your home because your mother had invited him in. Ruben standing over your crib Sam could only get your father and summon me back."

"So you saved me and let her die," Dean spat bitterly. "I don't want to hear anymore."

Sam watched his brother go with a worried frown. He turned back to Shiloh and shook his head. "I need to go…I need to talk to him."

"Go on. Just don't push. You know how he gets and if he is forced to tell you he is okay then he will push the hurt down and refuse to acknowledge it."

"I know, sometimes I wish he would just tell me. It would be easier that way." Sam stood and looked out the door.

Shiloh offered him an encouraging smile. "It would be for you. To be what your father and you needed, what Dean needed had to be tucked away to deal with later. In time he kept tucking it away but refused to deal with it."

Sam agreed, "So as a guardian angel what would you suggest?"

"Go give him a beer and ask him about the new timing belt he installed on the impala. And wait for Castiel to come.

"Castiel will help?" Sam asked confused.

"Yes, Dean needs to be needed. With Castiel becoming human he needs help. Why do you think he keeps trying to big brother you?"

"But I am his little brother and he has always tried to take care of me even when I don't need it. And he won't let me take care of him"

Shiloh silently agreed. "And now you know the battle I face, everyday."

"Would you have saved her if you could have?" Dean asked from the door.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Dean," Sam admonished.

Here she could tell the truth and it would be exactly what he needed to hear. "I would have saved her because it would have made your life easier."

"But you didn't," Dean said flatly.

This was going to be harder than Shiloh thought. "No Dean I didn't. Not because I didn't want to, not because she wasn't my charge, but because I could not. Can you and Sam save everyone one you try to save?"

Dean didn't say a word. He just spun on his heal and moved down the hall.

Sam sighed, "I'm going to after him."

Shiloh just nodded and watched Sam following after his older brother as he had done so many times before.