A/N I know this chapter is really long... sorry. There was so much that needs to happen and no real good place to break it. Also I check out the story Angel on Main Street it is a companion to this story.

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The vibration of cell phone against the nightstand woke Dean. He rubbed his palm against his eye socket and looked at the caller id.

"Hey Cass."

"Hello Dean. Its me Castiel."

Dean fought the smartass comment he would have normally given the former angel. He was in no mood to explain sarcasm at three thirty in the morning. "You're here right?"

"Yes Dean I am here. I need transportation."

Dean swung his legs over the side of the bed and yawned. "I'll be there as quick as I can. Keep your head down though."

On the other end of the phone, Castiel shrugged his neck into his shoulders and lowered his head. "This position is uncomfortable why must I keep my head down?"

A quick grin pulled at the corners of his mouth as Dean pictured Castiel taking his advice literally. "It's a figure of speech Cass. Just watch out. Sam had a run in with Metatron today and we don't know what he wanted."

"Very well I will keep my head down as you say. I will see you when you get here."

It was a good thing Dean didn't have anything more to say because he would have been speaking to dead air. He snapped the phone shut with a slight shake of his head. He debated waking up Sam but decided against it. None of them had gotten much sleep trying to figure out the new prophesy. Not that his guardian was of much help she told them this was something they had to figure out. Dean suspected she didn't know either.

Dean pulled the sweatpants down over his hips and then pulled them back up quickly looking around the room. "Shiloh?" He waited a minute and called out to the angel again. When there was no response, Dean quickly stripped out of his sweats and pulled a pair of jeans on rapidly as he could. He debated on changing the shirt and decided against it. His shoes in hand Dean walked out of his room and into the kitchen.

If Dean thought he had been, surprised by having a guardian angel earlier she surpassed it when she handed him a cup of coffee. For a moment, he hesitated and just looked at the offending object.

"Dean, really, it's just a cup of coffee. I figured you would like some before you go after Castiel."

"You know he is at the station?"

Shiloh snorted. "Look Dean I know you're angry and I am sorry that I couldn't do more than I did. But don't assume I don't know how to be an angel."

"So you were spying on me when he called?"

The corners of Shiloh's lips twitched in a smile and wondered if she could tease him a bit. "Really changing from sweats to jeans is tame to some of the positions I've seen you in Dean."

Dean had the grace to blush. He sputtered.

"Oh it's alright Dean. Truth is I put a quite a few of them in your path after Sam left. Without a little distraction from the pain and loneliness, you would have killed yourself. And before you get defensive and tell me I don't know what I am talking about I was there when you didn't think you need to hide."

Dean took a swallow of the too hot coffee as if was a shot. As the liquid burned his tongue and throat, he started coughing and willing accepted the glass of water Shiloh handed him.

"You don't know how many times I wanted to go to Stanford and bring him home to you. However, Ruben his guardian felt it was better to give your father and him some space. John already had an idea of what Sam was going to become."

"Just peachy you have it all figured out. Blame it on two dead people and expect me to become your best buddy," Dean said tossing the rest of the coffee down the sink.

"Why would you think I want you to become my best friend? I just want you to stop fighting me on everything so I can get you through the coming storm alive this time."

Dean paused for a minute and sighed deeply. "Is it really that bad?"

Shiloh nodded, "I am afraid so."

"But you won't tell us what coming?"

"It's not I won't it's I can not."

"Let me guess, RULES," Dean sneered.

"No, I don't know how things are going to unfold. My assignment was to watch you become who you were meant to be and protect you to the best of my ability and make sure you live to get through this last trial."

"What do you mean this last trial? Has everything happened been a trial? My mom, us hunting, Sam dying, Bobby dying, it's all been a test?"

"No not exactly."

"Then what exactly?"

Shiloh knew she was on dangerous ground here. There was more but the Winchester were not ready for the information yet, several other things had to happen. But she was going to have to tell him something. Something simple but true. "You and your brother was the answer to the test. Your trials were others lessons."

"What the .." Dean turned away from her and gripped the sink so tight his knuckles were turning white.

"Dean, I know even this much is a lot to take in and I am sorry. Information was supposed to be released as you needed it not in this great deluge like I did. And of course not while Castiel is waiting for you. Why don't you go get him and we can talk when you get back."

"Does Cass know all of this?"

"No not yet. He will as we come closer to the events. It is programmed into us."

"Programmed?"

"That is what you call it right. Where the knowledge is there but can not be accessed until specific events happen?"

Dean thought for a moment and slowly nodded his head. "I guess we can work with programmed. By the way you're going."

"Where?"

"To get Cass. You don't think I am leaving you here alone with Sam do you?"

"And here I thought you were beginning to trust me. Very well," Shiloh reached out a hand and placed it on Dean's arm. Before the Winchester had the chance to shake it off he felt the wind rush against his face. When they appeared in the bus station Shiloh steadied him just a second before letting go.

"Damn it Shiloh, don't do that again." Dean ground out.

Shiloh did not answer instead she turned around and started looking around the station. "I do not sense him."

"That's the point. He's hiding from you."

"From me? He did not know I was coming?"

Dean ignored the angel and pulled out his cell phone to call Castiel. In an almost empty station, he wondered where a former angel would hide. He dialed the cell phone and listened for the ring tone.

Nothing. No sound. Dean looked at Shiloh trying not to panic. He didnt want to think Metatron had gotten there first.

"You go check the men's room and I will check outside. He's here somewhere. Castiel probably thought it would take you longer to get here than it did."

Dean swallowed whatever he was going to tell Shiloh when he noticed Castiel walking through the doors holding a Burger King bag.

"Dean!"

Dean took a deep breath and released it slowly. Normally he would not have jumped to conclusions that fast but it had been one of those days. First Shiloh, then Metatron, Zeke willing to stay, the new prophesy, it would not be too far out there for them to lose a team member right now. "Hey Cass."

Shiloh watched Dean decompress and paced her steps so she would come to stand next to them just after Castiel did. "Hello Castiel."

"Shiloh?"

Shiloh smiled and nodded in conformation. "How is the angel of Solitude and tears?"

Castiel frowned for a moment and then looked at the bag of food before looking at Shiloh. "I am no longer an angel. And I have not been called that for many years."

A very human shrug was Shiloh's response, "Just because your grace is gone does not make you less of an angel. You just have a soul now."

"I have a soul? I was an angel. I don't get a soul."

Shiloh looked at Dean and then at Castiel in confusion. "You don't know? How can you not know? As many times as you were resurrected?"

"Wait you said Cass has a soul, but isn't he wearing a human?"

Shiloh looked to Castiel to explain it to Dean and realized from the perplexed look on the both men's faces that she would have to supply information. "This really isn't the place to have this discussion. Let's go find an IHOP."

"No car," Dean complained.

"I have food," Castiel added.

"Guys." Shiloh sighed and wished she had wished for infinite patience. "Dean, when did you turn down pie? Castiel trust me pancakes with syrup will taste better than that cold burger."

"But," Dean argued. He wanted to get back to the bunker before Sam woke up. Until he knew if Metatron was here for Shiloh, Castiel or to talk to Zeke, he could not leave his brother alone.

"But nothing," Shiloh said with a tone that said there was to be no more arguments. "There are a couple of conversations we need to have. I promise Sam and Kevin won't know we are gone."

Castiel tossed the greasy sack into the trash, picked up the backpack, and slung it over his shoulder. "Alright. Dean?"

Dean looked as if he wanted to argue but decide against it. "But if something happens to Castiel because an angel finds him..."

"Do not worry Dean; they will not sense me or you, only Shiloh. They will not engage her."

Shiloh knew the hunter was going to want to know what Castiel meant by that and it would be adding a log to the fire she was working hard to put out. She put a hand on men's arm and thought about where she wanted to take them and two seconds later, they were standing just outside a pancake house.

"Damn it Shiloh I said don't do that."

"And just how was I supposed to get you home or to an IHOP in Topeka if I didn't teleport you and Castiel?" Shiloh demanded sharply.

"You could not," Castiel supplied and started walking toward the entrance.

Dean watched his friend walk away with the angel and quickened his step to catch up. "FINE but tell me before you do it again."

"Of course," Shiloh said good-humoredly as took Dean's arm and hugged it.

"What the hell do you think your doing," Dean hissed trying to pry the angel off him.

"Letting the girl who thinks your hot know you're not available. We do not need her constantly coming over to flirt with you."

Dean grinned from ear to ear, "hot huh? I'll have to remember that the next time I am in Topeka." He flashed a brilliant smile to the waitress to seam to forget to breathe for a moment.

It wasn't until Castiel asked if she wasn't supposed to give them menus that the girl remembered her surroundings and handed them several plastic covered cards. Flustered after Dean held her hand for a moment handing her back the menu the girl left promising to hurry and bring their drinks.

"I didn't tell you that so you could sit and flirt with her. She is only sixteen after all," Shiloh complained.

Dean's smile faded a bit and his swallow was a little harder than it should have been, "you're just making that up."

"Am I?"

Dean looked at Castiel who seamed intent on studying the flip menu on the table. "She is right?"

Castiel looked at Shiloh who looked back innocently. "I do not know. I do not remember her making things up."

Dean pushed the idea out of his head. That was trouble he didn't need right now. "So you were saying that Cass has a soul. But he is wearing a human."

"You are referring to James Novak?"

"Yes."

"James is no more."

"What do you mean he is no more? Cass when was the last time you ..."Dean was stopped as a different waitress set food down in front of them.

"I do not remember."

"The first time you died. James was allowed to go to heaven for his service and you were given his empty shell when you were resurrected."

Castiel cut a piece of pancake and chewed before he said, "I have never heard of a vessel's soul going to heaven."

Shiloh picked up her fork and began pushing the food around her plate, "Never heard of an angel being brought back before or since either right?"

"No."

Dean paused the bite of pie midway to his mouth. "So why Cass? God didn't seam all that interested in helping us stop the apocalypse."

"Probably because I asked for help. After the demons and Raphael killed Ruben, I was alone protecting the two of you. And you kept going your separate ways. I couldn't protect you both and you were both taking hit after hit."

Castiel looked at Shiloh and said, "When you came to heaven and asked for me to pull Dean from hell you said Joshua told you to come to me."

"Wait, what do you mean, she asked you to pull me from hell. You said you were ordered to pull me out."

Shiloh swallowed the bite she put in her mouth and looked directly at Castiel. "He was on Michael's and Raphael's timeline, not mine. I wanted you out of there right after you went in but they wanted you in there until you broke. I told Castiel but he didn't listen."

Castiel swallowed hard. "Are you done punishing heaven for Dean yet?"

Shiloh smirked. "Sometimes the best punishment is sitting back and doing nothing when you can do something. But I have no interest in heaven."

Dean looked back and forth between the two angels and waited for an explanation that was not coming. "Okay so...Joshua"

"Do you remember your time in heaven?"

"It wasn't as awesome as heaven should have been," Dean answered sourly.

"He saw Sam's road," Castiel supplied.

"And?" Shiloh asked confused.

Dean had not thought about his brother's heaven in a long time. Even now, it still bothered him to a degree. "Maybe it is because his idea of heaven is abandoning his family."

"But you didn't get to his heaven. You only traveled the road through heaven. Didn't you explain it to them, Castiel?"

"I did but they only remembered the last time and Dean was so disheartened he would not have listened."

"What the hell was I supposed to listen to," Dean demanded his voice going deeper and slightly more dangerous.

"The road is only significant events in your life. You have to understand it's paved with things that made you the person you are. Not special moments but life changing moments both good and bad."

"Huh," was Dean's response as he tried to understand how that fit with what he knew of Sam's stops. "So the thanksgiving with that family?"

Castiel pushed his empty plate away from his spot and looked at Dean with compassion. "He knew that his family was different but he really didn't know how much. Plus that was the first time Azazel put a demon in one of Sam's friends to watch him."

"We are getting off track... we were talking about Joshua. When I received my assignment of you, I was told there would come a time I would need angelic help. I was to go to the angel of Solitude and Tears. His devotion to his duty would give me an angel I could trust my charge to."

"For that I am sorry Shiloh. I tried to watch after Dean and Sam but Dean told me I would have to leave. Did you send me away because I was human now?"

Shiloh looked pointedly at Dean. And the hunter had the good grace to look away before clearing his throat. "No that was all me. Well not all me... but me."

"Dean," Shiloh said.

Dean nodded as if he understood and barreled into his explanation. "The trials hurt Sammy bad. He was going to die. I couldn't find you. So I prayed to any angel that would help me. Several answered me one that was willing to help and two bent on killing me. Zeke would heal Sam and himself from the inside because there was so much damage. He felt that with all the angels searching for you and you at the bunker we would be in too much danger. And he was too weak to defend us."

Castiel nodded in understanding. He had seen many strange things from his brother and sisters since the fall. And being afraid of Bartholomew was easy to understand. "But could Shiloh not heal Sam?"

"I didn't know about Shiloh until today or yesterday. However, I was going to ask why knowing how important he is to me why she hadn't healed him. And see if she will?"

Castiel turned to Shiloh and asked. "You have followed the rules up to this point. There were times I would not have known you were with us except for the angelic help. Why now?"

To Castiel Shiloh said, "because it is time. The hand of God has been found. And the prophet has already started to translate it." To Dean she said, "I have not healed him because you were supposed to meet the angel who is inside of him now. He is important. As for healing Sam now all you need to do is find the angels original vessel."

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