When I woke up I was on the floor with Sam and Dean's face over me. Sam's hair was tickling my nose and Dean kept said something, but the only thing I could hear was the ringing in my ears. I shook my head and sat up slowly. I noticed a supporting hand on my back and saw that it was Dean's, which was almost comforting before I remembered that they had that guy named Crowley locked behind a secret door in their file room.

I tried to swallow my oncoming panic and slowly stood up, trying not to look like a deer in headlights. I saw that I was in the filing room, and that the hidden door leading to Crowley was closed. Sam looked at Dean, then back at me, then back at Dean clearly trying to saw something with his eyes. Dean clearly didn't understand and he mouthed the word, "What?" to Sam. Sam huffed and kind of nodded his head in my direction and then back at the back wall of the filing room. All Dean did was mouth, "Oh."

I rolled my eyes and broke the silence by saying, "You guys do realize that I can see you right." I almost laughed when I saw that Sam looked kind of ashamed. I tried to keep my cool and act like nothing was wrong, while I was really trying to figure out how I was going to get that poor guy Crowley out.

Dean coughed and said, "Listen, I know what you are thinking right now, but you need to understand that Crowley is not a good guy. He has done horrible things to a whole lot of people and right now I just need you to trust me."

This almost made me lose my cool, I was kind of angry that he wanted me to trust him even though I barely knew him, but I managed to keep it together. I said, "Prove it," and Sam smiled while Dean just grimaced even more.

Five minutes later we were standing inside Crowley's cell and Dean and Sam both held flasks in their hands. I said, "You do realize that I'm under 21 right?"

Dean said sarcastically, "No, really I hadn't noticed? But that isn't what this is for; it is holy water, which is going to sting like a bitch on our good demon friend Crowley hear."

I took in a deep breath before responding, terrified that I had actually decided to trust two men that I didn't even know based on something my missing mother had said when she was drunk and I was five. I said, "I'm gonna ignore the crazy and just let you get on with whatever you are about to do."

"Do I have a say in this?" Crowley asked.

"No!" said Sam and Dean at once.

Then Sam walked past the border of the weird circle filled with symbols. Then he splashed some of the "holy water" on Crowley. But, the strangest thing happened, instead of the water having no effect on the Brit it made his skin smoke and Crowley scream. Crowley lowered his head in pain and when he raised it his eyes were completely black. I sucked in a breath before turning and running away.

I ran out of the file room and down the hall and into the library. I ran up the steps and out of the bunker's front door. I ran down the street and into the woods stumbling over tree roots and the getting hit in the face by branches. My jeans and hoodie got ripped up and several times I fell on my face. By the time I stopped running, out of breath.

I turned in circles, realizing that I was thoroughly and utterly lost. Then I head a gust of wind and felt it blow my blonde hair across my face and a deep gruff voice ask, "Are you Beth?"

I turned and asked, "Who's asking?"

The man was wearing a trench coat over a black suit and a blue tie that was all askew and he responded, "I am Castiel. Dean prayed to me to find you."

"Prayed?" I asked, but then it dawned on me. "Oh my God, are you an angel?"

Castiel nodded and then stepped forward, taking hold of my arm. In the blink of an eye I was standing in the bunker, standing in front of Dean and Sam. Then I puked all over the both of them.