BrySt1 (Guest) – I agree with you completely, I think Adam was better off in Heaven, at least he was at peace! I'm glad you liked that chapter, it made me sad too because I couldn't imagine losing my mum and having to go through what Beth's feeling.

Chocoluv99 – Thanks for the compliment, it means a lot! I was surprised that I managed that but I'm glad I did and I'm glad you like him now! Don't worry, there'll be more Beth/Adam scenes when he comes back again! :D

"Hello Beth," an unfamiliar voice greeted lowly. She spun around in surprise and came face—to—face with a tall dark skinned man. His dark brown eyes flashed in the artificial lighting as he stepped closer to her.

"Who the hell are you?" she blurted out before flushing furiously as the stranger raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side. "Uh, that—that was rude. I meant, do I know you?"

"We've met a few times in the past," he explained, brushing dirt off the sleeve of his suit jacket. "My name's Raphael."

Beth's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widening as she stumbled backwards, fear washing over her like an icy wave, seeping right through to her bones.

"Why… how—how are you here? Castiel wouldn't let me be anywhere near you," she gasped out.

"That pathetic excuse for an angel?" he laughed dryly. "That rebellious fool couldn't stop me if he tried. Besides, I'm in your head—you're dreaming, Bethany. I may not be able to find you currently, but that won't stop me from invading your dreams."

"What do you want from me?" She moved backwards again as he took another step in her direction. "I want to wake up now. Please."

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you. If I was, I would have done it all ready," he told her in amusement. "I just want to talk."

"About what?" she asked warily.

"You know what you're destined to do," he started, pulling a seat out for her at the table and gesturing for her to sit down.

Beth hesitated before slowly walking over and lowering herself into the chair. Raphael pushed her—and the chair—closer to the table and proceeded to sit across from her, resting his hands on the table top.

"Not really… people keep telling me that I'm your true vessel, but I don't understand what that means," she admitted.

"My grace and your soul are made for each other—they're identical. It means that you can only be used by me."

"You make it sound like I'm an object that's never left your possession… ever," Beth chuckled quietly, trying to make light of the intense situation.

"That's what you are," he answered simply. "You have always been within my line of sight."

"I'm not your property," she argued.

"You were created to serve as my vessel and my vessel alone. You have no other purpose," Raphael told her sternly. "You are mine Bethany Milligan. You will become my vessel and no-one will get between me and what belongs to me… especially not Castiel or your brothers."

"That'll never happen." Beth shook her head frantically and stood up, knocking her chair to the ground. "I won't say yes and I'll keep fighting against you."

Raphael also stood up, towering over her. "You foolish girl, you have no choice. It has been written by my Father that you will give your consent and act as my vessel."

Beth shook her head again and backed away, going straight for the door, only for it to disappear in front of her face.

"You can't escape me, Bethany and you can't escape your destiny."

"Let me out!" she yelled, banging on the wall where the door had been previously. She felt her chest tighten and her breathing grew shallow. "Help me! Please!"

The voice she heard next had her heart beating faster, her knees growing weak and relief consuming her instantly.

"Bethany," Castiel said. All it took was him saying her name and she cracked, tears welling in her eyes. "Beth, take my hand."

"Don't you dare leave, Bethany. I'm not done with you yet," Raphael warned.

"Yes, you are," Castiel shot back gruffly. He stretched his arm out to Beth. "Come with me."

"W-will I wake up?" she asked, sounding and feeling smaller than she actually was.

"You will, I swear."

The hesitancy in her movements was obvious as she reached out, slipping her hand into his and holding on with all her might.

And then, in a flash of bright light, Castiel pulled her to him and saved her from her nightmare filled sleep.

19th of August, 2009

Windom, MN

Beth gasped loudly as she shot up in bed, her long locks falling to her shoulders and brushing against her cheeks as she covered her face and tried to stop her shoulders from shaking.

"Bethany?" Castiel asked. His hand settled on her left shoulder, warm and heavy, grounding her and preventing her from slipping into a fast approaching panic attack.

"I-I'm fine," she whispered. She pushed her hair back with both hands and looked up at him, tears catching on her eyelashes before slipping down her cheeks.

"You're being dishonest," he stated hesitantly.

"He invaded my dream. I couldn't escape," she said, voice thick with tears. "He can find me wherever I go—I can't escape him."

"That's not entirely true," Castiel told her. She looked up quickly.

"What do you mean?"

Cas hesitated and sat beside her on the bed. "I can carve Enochian sigils into your ribs, if you would like. They can hide you from any angel out there, including me."

"Do it. Now," she demanded, grabbing his hand tightly—much like she'd done in her nightmare.

"It'll hurt," he warned.

"I don't care, if it can hide me from your brother, it's worth it," she replied urgently.

Castiel nodded and reached out with his free hand, setting it over her ribs. The warmth that seeped from his palm, through her short sleeved shirt, and onto her skin did little to comfort her as pain flared up on her ribs and she couldn't hold in the gasp of pain that bubbled past her lips.

"I apologize for your discomfort," Cas told her sincerely as he removed his hand and the pain faded to a dull ache.

"I-it's fine," she breathed. "It doesn't hurt now."

Cas was silent for a moment before he glanced down at her. "Dean called earlier while you were asleep—he wants you to call him back."

"Oh yeah, I'll—I'll do it later," Beth said and pushed the sheet away before clumsily getting to her feet and grabbing clean clothes from her duffel bag.

"You, uh, you can go do your own thing now... I have to shower," she told him, turning quickly on her heel and disappeared into the bathroom, slammed the door shut.

Dancing was the one thing that Beth was truly interested in. It was the one thing she truly cared about that she had left in this world. And, well, the world was gonna go down in flames soon anyway, so she might as well do what she loved the most before time ran out.

And that's why she was currently in the middle of the meadow her, her mom, twin and dad had discovered when she was 13 and they had gone on a hike one weekend.

Her bag lay at the base of a tree a few feet away with her doc martens lying beside it. She wore a thin, spaghetti strap tank top, a pair of black, cotton short shorts and her feet were bare.

'Let Her Go' by Passenger was playing from her phone, echoing across the meadow towards her. The music calmed her almost instantly and she was soon dancing as though her life depended on it.

The longer she danced, the more into it she got. She didn't notice until after the dance was finished that she'd gained an audience and the sound of clapping and wolf-whistling met her ears.

"What are you doing here?" she asked sternly, hands on her hips, a smirk appearing on her sweaty face.

"We were looking for you—it was harder than usual, but we got wind from the grape-vine that you were here."

"Why were you looking for me?" she frowned, curious.

"To let you know that you need to tell Cassie that Raphael is the one he needs to talk to about the whereabouts of Father Dearest," Gabe explained.

"I'm not telling him that."

"Why not?" the other male asked, a cocky look plastered on his face.

"Because he invaded my dreams and scared the crap out of me."

"Would you just pass on the message, sugar? You don't need to worry about Raphael anymore, those sigils on your ribs will hide you from him… and if he tries to go dream walking again, we'll stop him," Gabe promised her, a hint of concern for her wellbeing flickering through his eyes.

"…Fine," she caved unintentionally, something she usually did around them because they always managed to get their way around her.

"Thanks, little dove," the lighter brunette winked as he tugged her into a loose hug.

"Just think of us as even now—I don't owe you anything." She returned the hug readily, soaking up his warmth and comfort.

"Of course," he agreed.

Beth let out an amused snort as Gabe wrapped his arm around her neck from behind and pulled her against his chest, a Cheshire-cat grin lighting up his features.

"What are you planning?" she asked, dread creeping up her spine.

"That's for me to know and you to find out… eventually," he retorted playfully.

"Whatever, I should get back before Cas realizes I've been gone."

"Don't worry, Cassie isn't at the motel right now," the younger of the two males reassured her.

Before Beth could respond, Gabe clicked his fingers and she found herself back at the motel, her bag, shoes and phone strewn across her bed.

She sighed inwardly, worried about what she'd gotten herself into with those two jackasses. She loved them, but she was seriously starting to wonder how her hair hadn't turned grey from the stress they put her through will all their ridiculous pranks.

She couldn't help but think that she would get such verbal abuse from both Sam and Dean if they knew she was friendly with an angel and the trickster—archangel that had made their lives a misery once upon a time. A part of her really didn't care because her brothers had only been in her life for a short period of time whereas the two angels had been there for her since before she could remember.

Author's Note — Hey people! I'm sorry it's taken so long to update, but I've a very busy holiday with turning 19 and having a cold and having a job interview and health issues but I've finally got this chapter up for you.

I was wondering if you would like me to post a story that has different one-shots of Beth and Adam's childhood. There'll probably be AU one-shots as well, by the way. But it's something I've been thinking about for a while now, but I wanted to ask for your opinions. So let me know what you think! :D