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Been crying all day because me and my boyfriend called it. =(


"And If I let you down.
I'll turn it all around.
'Cause I will never let you go.
I will be,
All that you aren't,.
And keep myself together.
'Cause you keep me from falling apart.
all my life.
I'll be with you forever.
To get you through the day.
And make everything okay…." I will be- Leona Lewis.

Hannah did everything in her right mind to stay standing. Her head was spinning so fast that she needed to lean on a glass table for support.
"What's happening?" She called out to the air in front of her.
A sense of calmness overcame her as she was a blonde haired woman standing in front of her "Gabriel" She smiled a weak smile at the archangel.
Gabriel nodded and gave an arm to help the younger woman stand "You need to get out of here Hannah" She ordered. Shaking her head, Hannah took a shaky step back "I belong here" She mumbled, her throat dry and her stomach rumbling. God she was hungry.
"No Hannah. You don't belong here. You're in terrible danger. You need to get back to Bobby. He needs you" Gabriel pulled Hannah back over by her arm and pressed a hand to her forehead "Wait…" She called out. Gabriel stared at her for a moment longer "…How'd you find me?" She asked curiously.
Gabriel looked down then back at the mahogany haired hunter "Save him" She said simply before transporting Hannah out of the house. Healing her chest wound as she did so.

The landing was hard. Unlike Castiel's when he first did it to her. Hannah's head began to thump profusely once again. Standing up, she took in her surroundings. The middle of nowhere. Gabriel could have at least had the decency to drop her off at her dad's place.
The trees cast a shadowy presence over the hot, black road as Hannah began to walk slowly. Empty weatherboard houses lined either side of the road.
"Fuck this" She mumbled, pulling out her mobile and dialling the only number she knew off by heart. Placing the phone up to her ear, she listened to the dial tone. "Hmm" It wasn't like her father to take the phone off the hook.
Disconnecting the call, she dialled Dean's number. After three rings, the gruff voice of Dean Winchester answered "Hannah" He said immediately.
Hannah breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the edge of the gutter "Dean….Why isn't dad picking up?" She asked, placing one of her hands her hair.
Silence echoed on the other end.
"Dean?" The younger hunter repeated.
An audible sigh came through the receiver "Where are you?" Dean said a little bit more quietly.
Hannah stood up and looked around. Looking for a street sign which would tell her or even give her a clue to where she was "I…I really don't know. Gabriel came and she told me to save him and…She transported me here….To the middle of nowhere" She explained, walking down the long road.

"I'll call Cass. Stay where you are got it?" Hannah heard shuffling on the other end and assumed Dean was getting into the Impala.
Hannah nodded and let a sharp tear fall from her eyes. Her head began to spin once again "Just hurry. I don't feel too good" She said, hanging up her phone and placing it back into her back pocket.
The smell of smoke drifted through her nose. Moving her head around, she saw no signs of fire or even smoke. Yelling echoed through her mind.
"Whoa" She bent over and clutched her head. The yelling became louder and louder "Dad?" She mumbled, walking aimlessly towards what appeared to be the end of the street.
She could still smell the smoke as she walked. But the only difference was that now, she could also feel the heat of fire burning into her skin.
"Dad" She screamed. The pain of the flames licking her skin, the smell of smoke her dad's voice screaming in her head. She couldn't even hear the roar of the Impala pulling up beside her.

"Hannah" Dean shouted out as he, Sam and Castiel ran over to her. Hannah looked up at the angel's blue eyes. Imdeiently feeling calm-ish "Where's dad?" She asked Castiel, not letting the tears fall down her cheeks. The angel stared back at her, his eyes piercing through hers. He would do anything not to have this happen to her. Not now.
Dean and Sam looked at each other. Sam gave a look which said 'now or never'. The youngest Winchester took Hannah's hand and looked at her sympathetically, trying to hold his own tears at bay "There was a fire…"
Explains the burning and the smell of smoke.
"And Bobby was the only one in the house. Umm, Dean and I came back just in time too…." Sam saw the look of disbelief on Hannah's face as she pulled away from him and took a step back "What happened to dad?" She said, with an angry tone.
Castiel stared at Hannah; his heart breaking at the sight in front of him
"Bobby didn't make it Hannah" Dean knew his little brother couldn't finish the sentence. Hell he could barely keep it together and he was supposed to be the strong one.

Hannah shook her head and blinked back tears "No. Dad…Dad doesn't die. He get's injured. But he always gets back up…" Tears began to fall down her cheeks "You….Your lying" But the faces on all three men said otherwise. Falling backwards onto the green grass, she closed her eyes. Praying this was all just a really bad dream.
A pair of arms wrapped around her. Instinctively, she wrapped her own back around the other person "He's not dead. He can't be" She sobbed into Castiel's coat. Castiel kept his arms tightly around the younger hunter. He didn't have any words of comfort. As anything he probably would say, she would just brush it off.
"We should get her back to the motel" Dean stated, brushing his own tears away and moving over to the Impala and pulled the door open. Slamming it shut as he climbed in.
Castiel helped Hannah up and led her towards the black, sleek car. Carefully opening the door and seating her inside. Climbing in after. Hannah felt like her life had come to a complete end. Like she had no more to live for. Everything she had worked so hard for had blown up in her face. She tried so hard to make amends with her father. And just when they had made up, he was taken away from her.

For the whole two hour trip, Hannah not once spoke. The horrible silence had filled the car. Sam in the passenger, Dean driving, Castiel sitting quietly next to Hannah; not touching her, just silently observing her.
Dean could barely handle the silence; he would kill for someone to say something, anything. Just as long as it would break the silence "So Hannah, did Gabriel explain how she found you?" He called out to the back seat. Castiel visibly tensed next to Hannah. His eyes pierced through Hannah's; his eyes looking both scared and worried.
Sam noticed how Dean's angel reacted upon hearing Gabriel's name "What's the matter?" He asked, his voice showing a slight touch of worry.
Castiel continued to stare at Hannah; his mind racing at the thought of Gabriel 'helping' Hannah. She had fallen for killing another angel. She had no need for helping a person. Not even Hannah.
"I don't know" Hannah said quietly. Her voice betraying her and began to break. She still refused to look away from her window. Her heart feeling the pain of losing her father.

"Hannah. If it makes you feel any better. We both know how you feel…" Sam started before looking over at his older brother.
Dean shook his head, indicating his brother not to continue "Listen, Hannah. We're going to find out what's going on. I promise you" He looked in his review mirror at Hannah. Her head was pressed against the window as night had finally fallen. Tiny water droplets trickled down the glass. Her eyes distant and sad. Sam looked back at Castiel, no longer was he staring at Hannah; but instead looking down at his lap. His mouth miming what looked like a prayer. Every now and then though, his eyes would dart over to Hannah to make sure she was fine. Castiel felt his own heart breaking at the sight of Hannah. He saw all of her; all her guilt she felt about killing her sister, all the pain she felt when she had all those one night stands. The meaningless sex.

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The motel was cheap, rundown, and amazingly expensive. "I'll go get a room" Dean mumbled as he pushed open his car door and stepped out into the cool air.
Hannah still hadn't spoken. Still hadn't moved from her position by the window. Sam looked sadly over at Hannah "It will be okay" He promised her. For the first time, Hannah looked up at Sam; offering him a small smile "I know it will"
Dean stuck his head through the open driver's door window and held up some keys "Room 701" He stated, moving around and opening the boot, pulling out numerous duffle bags.
Hannah slowly opened the door and stepped out into the cold. Her arms wrapping themselves around her to keep her warm. Castiel moved towards her and placed a jacket around her shoulders. He was sure Jimmy –His vessel- wouldn't mind "Thanks" She whispered, following Dean and Sam towards the room.
She didn't notice the figure in the shadows watching her as she stood at the door, waiting to be let in.