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"I-I just don't get how this could have happened." Sam says angrily. "We took every precaution-"

"Yeah, but the bunker isn't warded against angels. Because of Cass."

Sam runs his fingers through his hair. "And we never got Cass to do the rib thing. Dammit!"

"So, what's your amazing plan, then Sammy?" Dean asks skeptically.

Sam takes a moment to calm down. "It's Cass." he says simply. "He'll be able to tell if she's an angel, or a demon, or whatever the hell else."

"That's actually…a good idea."

"Yeah, well, I have those sometimes." Sam says, sighing deeply.

Dean gets up to leave his brother's room. "I'll call Cass."

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Sam knocks on Anna's door, waiting anxiously for her (or whatever she was) to answer. After a moment, she is standing before him. "What is it?" she asks, tilting her head.

"It's time for cake." he says, trying his best to feign a genuine smile.

"Why would I want cake?" she asks, confused.

"It's your birthday." He can tell from her expression that she still doesn't understand.

"I suppose I am hungry," she says, but he knows she's lying.

"Come on, then," he says, nodding in the direction of the library, where they actually did set up the cake.

When they arrive at the library, Sam pauses as they stand about ten feet from the large oak table. There was no cake on it. Instead, Dean and Castiel were waiting for them. Anna glares at Castiel. The angel then yells, "Sam, now!"

In a swift motion, he grabs Remiel, holding him steady against his constant flailing.

"I have to hand it to." Remiel says. "That was fast.

Dean smiles sarcastically. "Next time, don't pick a twelve year old girl as your vessel."

Remiel glares at Dean. Mostly because he's right. In this body he has no power. But he had no other choice.

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"Who are you?" Sam asks, rage overcoming him, his voice being absorbed by the walls of the dungeon.

Remiel chuckles, straining a bit beneath the restraints. "What, you don't remember me, Castiel?" This earns Castiel expecting looks from both brothers, but Castiel just hangs his head. "I'm Remiel. I was one of his followers in the aftermath of the fall. And then he betrayed all of us, for you two."

"What do you want?" Sam growled.

"Well, I have it already. A vessel. And a strong one, at that."

"Get out of her!" Sam yells.

"Why would I do that, Sam? I like it here." At this point, Dean is forced to restrain his brother. "Did you know, I can see everything in her head. There are things that she doesn't even put in her journal. She loves the both of you, so much, and yet she thinks she's your burden. She truly believes that you only care for her out of obligation. But that's not true, is it, Sam?"

"Get. Out. Of. Her. Now!"

"You're just not getting it, are you, Sam? I don't have to do anything. You can hurt me, not without hurting this vessel. But, don't worry about her. Right now, she's living out her perfect birthday inside her mind. She hasn't been this happy in months.

Sam turns and leaves, overwhelmed with anger and fear and worry. "Sam!" Dean yells after his brother. "Sammy!" Sam stops his hurried retreat in the hallway and lets his brother place a hand on his shoulder. "This is my fault," Sam says. "She should have been protected."

"Sam, now is not the time to play the blame game."

"God, Dean, what the hell are we gonna do? Last time you had to get Crowley to possess me to get Gadreel out. And, well, we aren't exactly on the best terms with him now, are we?"

"Well, look. Remiel, or whoever is trapped. we could just wait him out."

Sam shakes his head. "We don't even know if that will work."

"Well, unless you want to call in a favor from Crowley, it's all we got for now," Sam knows his brother is right..

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Castiel watches as the two brothers retreat, leaving him alone with Remiel. "Why aren't you in heaven, Remiel?"

"I had to leave. Heaven is corrupt, even more so than usual. It's the darkness. Nobody knew that it was real. And now angels are so terrified, that they are fraternizing with demons. Everything is out of order."

"Why this vessel? You could have chosen any other." Castiel questions.

"It's nothing to do with the Winchesters. Anna was the strongest. So, I spoke to her, and she accepted me. I thought, if I could just get out of here, unnoticed… But, no success."

"Find another vessel."

Remiel lets out a cold laugh. "Why would I do that, when I currently have the Winchesters at my mercy?"

Castiel narrows his eyes. "And yet, here you are, bound and helpless."

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Anna beams as Sam and Dean clap. Dean cuts the cake and gives her a large slice on a plate. "You guys are the best," she says, but then her smile falters. She hears something.

"And yet, here you are, bound and helpless." The somewhat familiar voice echoes in her head. She blinks, and for a moment, sees a man she recognizes to be Castiel.

She looked back at her father and uncle. They were still smiling as if nothing had happened. Odd. "What time is it, Sam?"

"6 pm, why?"

"It feels like I just woke up… Am I dreaming?"

"What do you think?"

"I think I'm I'm dreaming."

He shrugs. "Then I think so too."

"Why?"

"You already know. If you're really dreaming, then I'm just a figment of your imagination and another part of you. If you think you're dreaming, I think you're dreaming."

Anna's eyes widen. "I need to… how do I wake up?"

"You already know," Dean says, repeating Sam's earlier thought. "You have to remember."

She closes her eyes, trying to recall something, anything useful. And then there's that word again, that name. Remiel. Why can't I remember? Think!

And at that moment, she sees the room. And she sees a familiar face, staring in her direction. It's Castiel, and he's speaking. "Get out of her, Remiel. Find another vessel."

"Well, I can't exactly do anything, can I Castiel? I'm trapped."

And in that moment, it all came flooding back. "It's Remiel! I said yes…" Get out of her. "she heard those words so much… Was he inside her? On a leap of faith, she yells. "Get out!"

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Sam, Dean and Castiel jump to attention. Anna's head tilts up and a bright, white light pours out of her mouth and disappears into the air. "Anna?!" Sam yells, running to her side.

Anna's eyes flutter open and the first thing she sees is her father. She gives him a small smile. "Sam," she says weakly.

"Hey," he says, undoing her restraints hastily. "Are you okay?" She gives him a small nod and he hugs her tightly. "How did-?" he questions.

"I remembered," she says, before fainting into Sam's arms.

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Anna awakes in her room to see Sam, looking anxious. He was probably waiting for her to wake up. When he sees her eyes open her kneels beside her bed. "How're you feeling?"

"Tired," she says, sitting up. "Is it still my birthday?"

He shakes his head, nodding to the clock which read 12:54 am."

"Oh."

"We'll celebrate tomorrow," he assures her. "If you're okay, then I'll just let you sleep," he says, getting up to leave.

"Wait," she says. "Stay."

He heart melts a little when he sees the soft plea in her eyes. "Okay." He gets up and lays down next to her on the bed. She snuggles into his arms, her head resting on his chest.

After an extended pause, she looks up at him slightly. "Sam, do you believe in God?"

The question confuses him. "Of course," he says, "and angels, and heaven."

"I'm not asking if you believe he exists, I'm asking if you believe in him."

"I don't know," he says quietly, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"I love you, Sam," she says, encasing herself further in his arms.

"I love you, too," he whispers.

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