This chapter's longer than the rest. I was on a roll (bit of wheelchair related humor there) xD This chapter is named after the song by Poison :'] Enjoy.

The three siblings rushed their adoptive father through the hospital doors. A nurse grabbed a wheel-chair.

"What happened?" She said in shock.

"He was stabbed!" Dean replied with panic in his voice. A nurse wheeled Bobby off.

"Stay there. We've got questions." The first nurse said to them.

"Come on." Dean said and he pulled Sam and Lorelai's arms. Lorelai moved but Sam stayed, obviously concerned for Bobby.

"Sam, I know you're worried but we need to get to the sword before the demons." Sam snapped out of it and they got to the car. Dean was driving over double the speed limit on most highways. Sam was sitting in the front seat with an ice-pack on his head and Lorelai was in the back with an ice-pack on her jaw.

They finally got there. They all had a pistol with salt shell in them and stormed into their father's vault. Sam and Dean were in front. They turned a corner to see bodies on the floor. They looked around to see if anything was taken. All of a sudden a man's voice spoke.

"I see you told the demons where the sword is." He said. Dean held his hand up to Lorelai, signaling for her not to shoot.

"Oh, thank God, the angels are here." Dean said sarcastically. This was Lorelai's first meeting with angels and they were not what she had pictured at all. They passed as normal humans.

"And to think, they could've grabbed it any time they wanted." The angel continued. Sam had told Lorelai about this one. Zachariah. He put his hand out and shut the door. "It was right in front of them." He said.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked him.

"We might have planted the particular piece of prophecy inside Chuck's skull, but it happened to be true. We did lose the Michael sword, we truly couldn't find it. Until now, you just hand delivered it to us."

"We don't have anything." Dean pointed out.

"It's you, chuckle-head." He walked towards him. "You're the Michael sword."

"What, you thought you could actually kill Lucifer?" Zachariah asked Dean with amusement on his face. "You simpering wad of insecurity and self-loathing? No. You're just a human, Dean. And not much of one."

"What do you mean I'm the sword?"

"You're his weapon."

"I'm a vessel?"

"You're the vessel. Michael's vessel."

"How. Why me?"

"Because you're chosen. It's a great honor, Dean."

"Oh, yeah. Life as an angel condom. That's real fun." Dean replied sarcastically. "I think I'll pass, thanks."

"Joking." Zachariah said quietly. "Always joking. Well, no more jokes." He put his hand into a gun shape, pointed it at Dean and then pointed it at Sam.

"Bang!" He said and Sam fell to the floor in pain.

"You son of a bitch!" Dean hissed at the angel.

"Keep mouthing off and I'll break more than his legs. I am completely and utterly through with screwing around. The war has begun. We don't have our general. That's bad. Now Michael is going to take his vessel and lead his final charge against the adversary. You understand me?"

"How many humans are gonna die in the crossfire, huh? A million? Five? Ten?"

"Probably more. All of them if the plan doesn't go to check. He'll roast the planet alive."

"There's a reason you're telling me this. Instead of just nabbing me. You need my consent. Michael needs my say- so to ride around in my skin."

"Unfortunately, yes."

"There's gotta be another way."

"There is no other way. There must be a battle. Michael must defeat Lucifer. It is written."

"Yeah, maybe. But on the other hand, eat me. The answer's no!"

"Okay. How about this. Your friend Bobby, we know he's gravely injured, uh, say yes we'll heal him, say no, he'll never walk again."

"No."

"Then how about we cure you from... stage four stomach cancer." Dean fell to the floor, coughing up blood.

"No." He said.

"Right, then lets get really creative, er, lets see how your little sister does without her lungs."

Dean turned to Lorelai who was desperately trying to breathe. She began to panic. Adrenaline was shooting through her body and her heart was beating faster. If she didn't get air soon, it would stop.

"Are we having fun yet?" Zachariah asked Dean.

"Leave her alone! She has nothing to do with this!" Sam weakly shouted at the angel. Zachariah bent over Dean and grabbed his face to face him.

"You're going to say yes, Dean."

"Just kill us." Dean gasped. Lorelai was in the corner, holding on to the last amount of oxygen she had in her body and Sam was on the floor in agony.

"Kill you?" The angel asked rhetorically. He let go of Dean. "Oh, no. I'm just getting started." There was a flash of light behind him and the Winchester's briefly covered their eyes. When the light was gone, another angel was on the floor and a man in a trench-coat was walking away from it towards the other angel who was with Zachariah. There was a short struggle but eventually the light flashed again and the man on the trench-coat was walking over to Zachariah. Sam had mentioned him too. Castiel. But he was dead, wasn't he? Dean's face displayed the same surprise. Lorelai was feeling weaker by the second. She wanted oxygen. She needed oxygen.

"How are you-?" Zachariah began to ask the question but Castiel finished it.

"Alive? Good question. How did these two end up on that airplane? Another good question, as the angels didn't do it. I think we both know the answer, don't we?"

"No. Impossible."

"Scares you? Well it should. Now put them back together and go. I wont ask twice." Zachariah stared at Castiel and disappeared. Lorelai gasped in air. She could breathe again. She pulled herself off the floor and Sam did the same.

"You three need to be more careful." Castiel told them.

"Yeah, I'm starting to get that." Dean said to him. "Your brother's are bigger dicks than I thought!"

"I didn't mean the angels. Lucifer is circling his vessel and once he takes it, those hex bags wont be enough to protect you." Castiel moved towards Sam and Dean and put his hands on their ribs. The grimaced in pain.

"Ugh, what the hell was that?" Dean asked him.

"Enochian sigil. It will hide you from every angel in creation. Including Lucifer." Castiel moved toward Lorelai to do the same procedure. She backed away.

"Uh, I'm fine thanks." She said to him. It looked painful.

"Lori, just take it. You'll need it." Dean ordered her.

"Fine." She closed her eyes. "Ahh!" She exclaimed in pain. "What, do you just brand us with it!"

"No, I carved it into your ribs." The siblings looked at him.

"Hey Cas, were you really dead?" Sam asked him.

"Yes."

"Then how are you back?" Dean asked. Castiel looked at them and disappeared into thin air. "Man, what's so bad about straight answers?" Dean said, annoyed. "Well it's good that Cas is back, but not so good that both sides know about your existence." Dean said to Lorelai. "We need to get you trained up and fast. Get in the car, we're gonna go see Bobby."

Bobby was in a terrible mood. The doctor came in and told him the dialysis and he lost it.

"UNLIKELY TO WALK AGAIN!" He shouted. "WHY YOU SNOT-NOSED SON OF A BITCH. WAIT 'TIL I GET OUTTA THIS BED!" The doctor quickly departed. "I COULD KICK YOUR FRIGGIN' ASS! YEAH, YOU BETTER RUN!" He shouted after him. He turned to Sam, Dean and Lorelai. "Can you believe that ya-hoo?" he said calmly.

"Nah, you'll be fine." Dean replied.

"So let me ask the million dollar question." Sam said. "What do we do now?"

"Well." Bobby said. "We save as many as we can for as long as we can, I guess. It's bad. Whoever wins, heaven or hell we're boned."

"What if we do win?" Dean asked. They all looked at him. "I'm serious. I mean screw the angels and the demons and their crap apocalypse. They wanna fight a war, they can find their own planet. This one's ours and I say they get the hell off it. We take them all on, we kill the devil, hell we'll even kill Michael if we have to and we'll do it our own damn selves."

"And how are we suppose to do this genius?" Bobby asked him.

"I got no idea. What I do have is a GED and a 'Go get 'em' attitude and we'll figure it out." Lorelai, Bobby and Sam exchanged looks.

"You are nine kinds of crazy, boy." Bobby said to him.

"It's been said. Listen, you stay on the mend." He patted Bobby on the shoulder. "We'll see you in a bit." They all turned to walk out.

"Sam." Bobby said. Sam stopped and turned to him. "I was awake. I know what I said back there. I just want you to know that was the demon talking. I ain't cutting you out, boy. Not ever."

"Thanks Bobby."

"You're welcome. I deserve a damn medal for this but, you're welcome." Sam smiled at him.

The Winchesters were in the car back to Bobby's which Lorelai was definitely ready to call home. Lorelai was thinking about what Dean said. She decided to speak her mind.

"Dean, your 'Braveheart' speech back there... It was bullshit and you know it."

"Yeah, I know. I just wanted to keep Bobby's spirit up. You've never seen him depressed, seriously, it's horrible." Lorelai grinned at him.

"You're a liar." She said to him. "You lied to Bobby."

"Yeah, well. It's not the worst lie told, huh Sam?" Lorelai's grin disappeared. She knew what was going to happen next.

"Is there something you want to say to me, Dean?" Sam asked him. Dean sighed.

"Look Sam, I'm trying okay. I'm trying to forgive you but you chose a demon, over your own brother and look what happened! I just don't know if I'll be able to forgive you for that."

"I'm sor-"

"I know you're sorry. You keep saying it but it doesn't really cut it you know?"

"Guys, cut it out. Just shut up." Lorelai ordered them. They ignored her. Dean carried on.

"Believe me, I know how sorry you are but you were the one that I depended on the most. And you let me down in ways that I can't even-" Dean broke off. He didn't know how to finish the sentence. "I'm just having a hard time forgiving and forgetting."

"Well what can I do about it?"

"Honestly? Nothing. I just don't- I don't think we can be what we were, you know? I just don't think I can trust you."

"Dean, I think it would be best if I just got out the car." Sam's voice was broken again, like it was when he tries not to cry. Lorelai felt awkward. She put on her game-face. Dean pulled over and Sam got out of the car.

"I call shotgun." Lorelai said and climbed to the front seat. They drove off. "Let's put some music on." Lorelai put the Blue Oyster Cult cassette into the player and turned it up. Dean turned it off.

"Yay, what a fun car drive!" Lorelai said sarcastically. Her attempt to lighten the mood had failed miserably.