I Know What You Did Last Summer

Rose giggled and swayed on her feet. She used the pool cue as support while she played up the drunken euphoria she was pretending. A young guy, probably college, was smiling charmingly at her. Behind her, Sam lost against the college guy's partner on the billiards table at the back of the smokey bar.

Rose pouted. "Sammy! Tha's my money you're losin' 'way."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Well I'd be winning if you weren't chatting up the competition." Rose smirked and stumbled. "How much have you had to drink?"

Rose puffed up her cheeks and let the breath out in a whoosh. "Not nearly enough." Rose gasped and spun around. The college guy – Randy or Russell or something – grabbed her arm to keep her from falling over. "Tell you wha', one more game. Jus' you n'me. 'll beat ya for all you got." Rose smiled and crinkled her nose.

Randy smirked. The girl was plastered. There was no way she'd win. "I tell you what. I'll match whatever you put on the table."

"Deal." Rose grinned widely.

Sam stepped forward. "Wait a minute. My cousin's clearly drunk she shouldn't be making bets."

Randy leaned forward, the popped collar of his polo shirt making Sam want to punch him. "The chick insisted." Sam scowled. Rose wasn't a chick.

Rose scowled from behind Sam. "Oi, Sammy, leave off. 'm fine."

Sam turned towards Rose angrily. "You're not fine, you're completely hammered."

Rose stepped around Sam, a fierce look of defiance on her face. "Let's make i' five hundred." Rose's words slurred together.

Sam's eyes widened. He threw his hands into the air. "That is all your travelling money, Rose."

Randy smiled. "I told you I'd match what you put down. But how about we throw in a kiss if I win?

Rose raised an eyebrow and leaned forward indulgently. "Alrigh' but when I win, I get all my money and yours."

The guy continued to smirk and nodded. "Sure thing, babe." They both fished out their money and dropped it on the edge of the pool table.

"I break." Rose declared as she moved to the edge of the table.

"You break my heart!" Called out one of Randy's friends. Rose winked in his direction before leaning over the table and breaking, sinking a number of balls as she did.

Randy raised his eyebrows. "Lucky shot."

Rose smiled seductively as she pulled on the collar of his bright polo shirt. "Told you," she said huskily, "'m gonna take you for all yer worth." Randy leaned forward, eyes momentarily frozen on the Goddess before him. "Yer shot."

Randy swallowed before heading to the table and effectively blew the shot. Rose smiled to herself. In no less than four turns, Rose had won. She smiled triumphantly, picked the wad of cash up from the side of the table and shoved it into her back pocket.

Rose handed Randy the pool stick. "Nice playin' with ya Randy." Her slur was suddenly gone.

Randy narrowed his eyes. "It's Russell." Rose nodded, not really caring, and turned to leave. Randy – Russell – grabbed her arm and spun her back around. "What about my kiss?"

"You lost."

"And you lost your body guard."

Rose's eyes narrowed as she realized that Sam had suddenly disappeared. She scowled at the back door, knowing instantly who had the power to make Sam up and leave without a thought. Bloody Ruby. Rose glanced at Russell before her, taller and stronger looking, but certainly no match for Rose. She could fight her way past him easy. A warm body came up behind her protectively and Rose smiled, knowing instantly she wouldn't have to fight.

"You sure about that, buddy?" Dean's deep voice was gruff with undisguised anger. Russell let go of Rose's arm and raised his hands, he stepped back. Dean put a hand on Rose's back and led her towards the door of the bar. They headed out across the gravel towards the Impala. "Where the hell did Sam go?"

Rose rolled her eyes. "Where do you think?" Dean scowled at that. "While we're on the topic of dissapearin' and appearin' bodies, where'd you come from? I thought you were researchin'?" Dean had opted to stay behind while and Sam and Rose went out to scam for some cash, hoping to get in a couple hours on research to where Ali could be. Ever since the Doctor had told them that Ali would have come through like a meteor to earth, Dean had been nonstop researching. Rose was beyond touched and more than a bit worried that Dean had gone so suddenly one track minded about the whole thing. She had a sinking suspicion that it was to distract himself from dreams about Hell.

"I was, I am. But I can't find anything. Not anything recent at least."

The two got into the Impala and Dean gunned the engine. He drove out of the parking lot and headed back to the motel. "Could have happened a while ago." Rose bit her lip as she considered it. She sincerely hoped that Ali wasn't locked in the TARDIS for years. The poor boy would go out of his mind. The TARDIS could keep him safe and protected, feed him, give him everything he needed except for social interaction. Ali was too young to be able to cope with being alone for too long, despite how mature he might be because of his Time Lord genetics.

Dean glanced at Rose, also fearing that Ali was locked away in a time machine that he couldn't escape. He reached over and held her hand. "Hey, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna find him. I promise."

Rose smiled sadly at him. "I know. I just hope we don't take too long to do it."

Dean raised Rose's hand and kissed her knuckle. "You know, we could always cheat." Rose raised an eyebrow, curious as to what Dean was implying. "I mean, you've got your vortex manipulator. What if, every time I find something about something hitting earth, you go to whenever it happened and see if it was the TARDIS?"

Rose pursed her lips. "I dunno, I don't want'a mess with the timeline. But then again, tha' might be the only way to find Ali if the TARDIS teleported to a different time."

"So?"

"I'll consider it. I'll get back to you when I know how bad it could mess up time and space."

Dean smirked. "Sure thing."

They pulled up to the motel and weren't very surprised to find Sam waiting outside the door. Dean raised his eyebrows. "Well look what the cat dragged in."

Sam winced. "Sorry I just sort of…" Sam gestured, not sure how to go about saying that he ditched Rose to go talk with his demon-sort-of-girlfriend.

Rose nodded and stuck her key in the door. She let the boys in. "Oh, 's no problem, Sam. I mean, I always get left at bars with a group of college boys I don't know so that my friend can go have sex with a demon. 'm used to it."

Dean smiled and closed the motel door behind him; he loved it when Rose got snippy. Sam made a face, somewhere between outraged and apologetic. "We weren't having sex."

Rose sighed dramatically. "Oh what a relief. 's really good thing too, because with the apocalypse we really don't need an anti-christ on our hands as well."

Dean snorted and covered his mouth in an attempt to stop from laughing. Sam glared at her. "She came to give us information on a case, okay?

"You mean you." Rose clarified, still incredibly annoyed that Sam was still seeing Ruby. "She came to give you information on a case."

Sam took a deep breath and turned to Dean, effectively cutting Rose out to avoid anymore of her biting comments. "There's this girl name Anna Milton that escaped from an asylum the other day. Some pretty powerful demons showed up to get her, everyone's after her. The order is to capture her alive."

Dean narrowed his eyes as he considered this. He was inclined to disregard any information that Ruby gave them, but this seemed to help them stop the demons from getting an upper hand. "Who is she? What do they want?"

Sam shook his head. "Don't know. She just thought it might be important."

Dean made a face. "I'll bet she did."

"Seriously man, let's just check it out. We aren't working on anything else." Sam spread his arms and indicated the room they were in, as if that proved they weren't on a hunt.

Dean followed Sam's gesture and his eyes fell on Rose. She had her arms crossed and she was staring out the window, back to the room. She was furious with Sam. Dean couldn't really blame her. "We're working on a case."

"What case?" Sam shook his head, they weren't doing anything but hustling people at pool for money.

"We're trying to find Rose's son."

Rose looked over her shoulder at Dean at the Sam time that Sam glanced at Rose. Rose's hard glare turned into a soft smile. Sam shook his head. "That could take months. This is happening right now. And right now we could use all the leverage we can get against the demons. They're winning, Dean."

Dean sighed. He stared at Rose, his resolve breaking.

Rose shrugged. "Let's check it out then." Sam nodded, satisfied he'd won the argument. Dean didn't move, he watched Rose as she sighed, her shoulders slumping as she put one more thing before the search for her son. Dean didn't like it. He opened his mouth to say so but Rose spoke first. "I'll meet you in the Impala." She grabbed her bag and headed out the door without another word.

Dean glared at his little brother. "What the hell, man?"

Sam's brow furrowed in confusion. "What?"

"Rose has been looking for her son for centuries. You're gonna put some chick we don't even know is real before that?" Dean stomped over to the coffee table and shoved a couple of plaid shirts into his bag.

Sam shook his head. "Exactly, Dean. She's been searching for centuries. She hasn't found him yet, I don't think she'll find him in the next couple of days."

Dean zipped up his duffle and slung it over his shoulder. "Not if we keep putting the search off for every case assigned to us by some black eyed witch." Sam opened his mouth but Dean cut him off with a sharp point in his direction. "I'm checking out, you better find out as much as you can about this chick while you can. Because if she turns out to be fake and this turns out to be a trap, I won't stop Rose from beating the shit out of you." Dean stormed out of the room.

Sam stared at the door and sighed. The darker part of him wanted to blame Rose for the divide that was between Sam and his big brother. But he knew better than that. This divide had been there before Rose showed up. For as long as Sam did what he had to, worked with Ruby, Dean would be in some form or another against him. Dean would always have his back, but he would never support any decisions Sam made that involved Ruby.

Sam finished packing up before heading out to the Impala. He threw the duffels into the trunk before climbing into the front seat. Rose sat quietly in the back, neither one inclined to speak to the other. Sam pulled out his laptop and cellphone and began searching for proof that Anna Milton was in fact, real.

When Dean returned he quickly started the Impala and headed out onto the road. By the time they reached the highway, Sam was on the phone with the police posing as the FBI. "Can I get a copy of the missing persons report? Great. Okay. Thanks." Sam turned a triumphant smile on his brother. "Well, Anna Milton's definitely real." He could almost hear Rose roll her eyes in the back seat.

Dean glared out at the dark road before them. The asphalt was slick with rain that had come down hours before. "Don't mean the case is real. And this hospital's a three-day drive."

Sam tried to stay optimistic, despite the anger of his two hunting companions. "We've driven further for less, Dean." Dean shook his head, annoyed with Sam. "You got something to say, say it."

"Oh, I'm saying it – this sucks." He pressed his finger into the dashboard to illustrate his point.

"You're not pissed we're going after the girl." Sam argued. "You're pissed Ruby threw us the tip."

Rose threw her hands into the air, unable to stay silent any longer. "Well of course we are! She's a demon, Sam. I'd think you'd be done with demons manipulatin' your life considerin' how much of a hand in it they've had so far. But evidently not!"

Sam turned around to face Rose, an angry glare on his face. "So you're the one that gave Dean those ideas?"

"Hey," Dean interjected, "nobody gave me any ideas."

"Yeah!" Rose hollered back at Sam. "And 'm not wrong!"

"Yes you are! Ruby isn't controlling me! No one is. Ruby – Ruby is…"

Dean glanced at Sam and rolled his eyes. "Seriously, man? You're acting like the hell-bitch is practically family. Yeah, boy, something major must've happened while I was downstairs, 'cause I come back, and – and you're BFF's with a demon?"

Sam turned his glare back on his brother. "I told you, Dean, she helped me go after Lilith."

"Well, thanks for the thumbnail – real vivid. You want to fill in a little detail?" Dean quipped sarcastically as he switched lanes.

"Sure, Dean, let's trade stories. You first. How was Hell? Don't spare the details."

Dean remained resolutely silent, he refused to talk about Hell and that wasn't changing any time soon. Sam nodded and turned to look out the window, his mind occupied with the months in which Dean was dead. Rose crossed her arms and glared between the two. This was going to be the longest three-day drive of her life.

Rose was wearing her FBI outfit. She'd even forgone her hoop earrings and pulled her hair back. But that might have had more to do with wanting a more severe look to go with her severe mood. Tensions hadn't lowered in the Impala since their fight three days ago.

They'd reached the hospital in record time and got a motel right away. Rose had quickly changed and informed them she'd talk to the psychologist. She couldn't stand to be in the same room with Sam for much longer. He was driving her up the bloody wall. Dean had agreed and given her the phone she was to carry with her everywhere and said they'd be at the Milton home.

"Of course I want to help however I can." The psychologist informed Rose. She had pale skin and incredibly curly hair. Her eyes were kind though, and Rose didn't sense anything evil about her.

Rose nodded and glanced around the room that not long ago housed Anna Milton. The room was white and clean, with almost nothing inside of it aside from a bed and dresser. It was completely impersonal. There was something else as well.

Rose narrowed her eyes around the room. Making sure her back was to the doctor, her eyes glowed gold as she surveyed the small space. A soft white smoke drifted around the room. It was clean, almost refreshing, but it clearly wasn't human. Rose reached out a hand towards the haze, knowing instantly that this white smoke had come from someone that was there.

Rose turned back to the doctor. "The orderly tha' was there, they don't remember wha' happened?" Rose asked for clarification.

The psychologist nodded and shrugged. "Apparently, she knocked him unconscious. The blow caused some amnesia. He doesn't even remember coming into her room." A demon then, Rose thought. That would give the person amnesia. But it wouldn't account for the smoke. It was too soft to be caused by a demon. Though Rose had never seen one herself yet, she knew that whatever energies it left behind wouldn't be so pure.

Rose raised her eyebrows in response to the older woman's explanation. "Tha's some incredible power for someone… well, smaller than me."

"We think she may have planned this, waited behind the door."

Rose narrowed her eyes and waited for the woman to continue. She raised her eyebrows when she realized that was the woman's entire explanation. Rose rubbed her forehead and tried desperately not to think of the human race as stupid apes.

"Anyways, could ya tell me anythin' 'bout Anna's… illness?

The psychologist nodded. "Of course, two months ago, she was happy, well-adjusted, journalism major, lots of friends – bright future."

"What happened?"

"What usually happens with the tragedy that is schizophrenia. Suddenly delusions began and within weeks, Anna was completely overtaken by them."

Rose pursed her lips as she considered this. "What sort'a deslusions?"

"She thought demons were everywhere." The psychologist handed Rose a sketchbook. Rose flipped through it, noting the church steeple and drawings of a Church's stain glass window. She turned the page and her eyes widened as she saw a rune depicted at the centre of a page with the words 'Raising of the Witnesses'. Beneath it on the second page were drawings of people, with soulless eyes looking up at the viewer. Their arms reached out, as if trying to grasp the person watching them. Rose shivered and turned to the next page. This one was a drawing of a street on Halloween. Above it the page read 'Samhain the next seal is broken'. Rose realized the street was the same as the one the first victim of the witches had lived on.

"Revelations." Rose murmured to herself.

"Excuse me?" The psychologist asked.

Rose looked up at the woman. "I can see some religious undertones to Anna's work. Did she talk much about tha'?"

"Well actually, Anna's father was a church deacon. When she became ill, her paranoia did take on religious aspects to it. She was convinced the devil was about to rise up and end the world. I hope you find her. It's dangerous for her to be out there alone right now."

"Righ', no, of course. Thank you for your time." Rose took the sketchbook with her as she left the hospital. She walked down the street and sat down on a bench by a park. Her phone beeped in her pocket and she pulled it out. Rose's eyes widened when she read Dean's text. She called him.

"Hey," he answered immediately.

"Seriously?" She questioned as she flipped through Anna's sketchbook. "Both of them?"

"Yeah," Dean confirmed. Rose's heart sank, the poor girl was going insane and now her parents were dead, "it looks like demons too."

"So whatever reason the demons have for wantin' this girl, they aren't goin' easy. They'll do bloody well anythin'."

"Looks like it. The hard part is finding her before they do."

"Right, well I'll see what I can do. Text me if you find a lead." Rose hung up the phone, accidentally putting it on silent as she stuffed it into her pocket. She stood up and headed off to the university Anna was attending before the girl had had her mental break.

The campus was small and alive. Students populated the park, laughing and chatting between friends. Rose ambled along a path between two large pieces of grass and trees that lead to the university centre. She'd never gone to university herself, not full time at least. Before Rose and the Doctor got married, Rose had attended night classes at the university. Years later when Rose had realized her mind was expanding, an added bonus to her abilities, she'd gone back and taken more classes.

Rose had made several stops at various universities through time and space, learning here and there. Although she'd gotten her education, Rose knew she'd also missed out on the experience of it. She paused at the door to the university centre as she considered what it would have been like to actually finish school and go to university like any normal girl.

Rose shook her head and entered the building. She'd never have made it. Rose knew herself. She knew she'd be bored by the routine and repetitiveness. Though her need for variety and adventure was strengthened in her relationship with the Doctor, it had always been there. Otherwise, she'd never have dropped out of school, run off with an alien, travelled to the Winchester's universe.

Rose entered a common area within the university centre and looked around for the student she'd set up a meeting with. Riley Bricks was one of Anna's close friends and had been more than happy to discuss the girl's sudden disappearance. Rose's eyes finally found the petite brunette sitting at a table a short distance away.

Rose froze.

Riley was not Riley. The teenager's body flashed black and white, suddenly taking on the appearance of a skeleton. Black ooze seeped over the pale white rides of the bones. Lines of goop slipped down and painted the skeleton black. The smell of sulphur invaded Rose's nose. The body flashed again and suddenly the scene seemed perfectly normal. The girl was a girl again, the sulphur was gone. Everything was fine.

Rose swallowed. It was a demon. The first demon Rose had seen, and apparently her abilities were letting her see it for what it was doing to the girls body… what it will do. The demon's invasion of Riley's body was corroding it from the inside out. Left indefinitely, it was destroy her from the inside out. Cancerous. It was cancerous.

Riley looked up her eyes met Rose's. The girl stood from her chair so suddenly it flew back. Then, before another second had passed, demon turned and raced in the opposite direction.

Rose paused for only a second before she ran after the fleeing monster. Students moved out of the way as the two creatures raced down the wide halls. One in escape, one in pursuit. Riley raced through a backdoor and escaped into an alleyway between the university centre and another school building. She only had enough time to turn around before Rose was flying through the door after her.

The two creatures paused as they assessed one another.

"Time." The demon possessing Riley Bricks panted, a scowl on her face.

Rose narrowed her eyes. "Demon."

Riley moved to the side as Rose lunged forward. The demon was thrown backward into the wall, cracking the bricks with the force of Rose's throw. Riley howled and threw a wild punch. Rose ducked it easily. Rose's left arm came up of it's own accord and pressed against the flesh of the Riley's bare collarbone.

Rose didn't know how she knew was to do. It was instinctual. Her body moved to act before her brain had time to process exactly what it was she was doing. Time energy flowed through Rose's body. The energy rushed out of the palm of her hand and straight into the possessed body of the girl. A low boom sounded and a circle of gold energy expanded outward from Rose's hand like a sonic boom off of a jet. Riley's eyes flashed gold. The girl gasped and fell to the ground.

Rose crouched before her. "Are you alrigh'?"

Riley blinked her eyes and looked around, terrified. "How — how did I get here? Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm…"

Riley pushed Rose away. "Get off of me!" She grabbed her fallen bag of books and rushed towards the mouth of the alley.

"Riley, wait!" Rose called after the quickly fleeing girl. Rose gasped as a sudden wave of fatigue crashed over her. She rested against the brick wall for support, her other hand pressed against a sharp pain in her stomach. "Oh, blimey…" Rose slowly slid down until she was resting her back against the dingy alleyway. "Maybe I'll just… take a breather…" Rose groaned and shut her eyes.

Sam and Dean entered the church that Anna's father worked at. Dean glanced at his phone.

"Rose still hasn't responded?" Sam guessed.

"Nah man, I'm worried."

Sam's head peeked around a doorway to a set of stairs that led to the attic, gun trained before him. "I'm sure she's fine, Dean."

Dean glared at his brother's back. "The last time we thought that, she was kidnaped and used as a sacrifice by a couple of witches."

Sam paused. "Alright, point taken. But honestly, these demons are so fixated on Anna, I don't think they'd have time to do much else but run if they saw Rose." Sam gestured to the stairs. "Come on. Rose will meet us here when she gets your text."

They slowly ascended the stairs, Sam on point with his gun at the ready. The attic was cluttered like any normal attic. There was a Virgin Mary statue to the side, an old wood room divider and stain glass pieces of art in the back corner. Sam narrowed his eyes at the artwork, seeing someone through the glass.

"Dean." Sam whispered. He pointed towards the artwork before slowly putting his gun away. "Anna? We're not gonna hurt you. We're here to help. My name is Sam. This is my brother, Dean."

"Sam?" A small voice called out. "Not Sam Winchester?"

Sam and Dean shared a confused look. "Uh, yeah."

A petite red head stepped out from behind the stain glass artwork. She stood before the window, the pinks of the glass illuminating across her bright hair. "And you're Dean. The Dean?"

Dean widened his eyes, not sure how to respond to that. "Well, yeah. The Dean, I guess."

Anna gasped, a happy smile lighting her troubled face. "It's really you. Oh, my god. The angels talk about you." She stepped towards them as her words began to race. "You were in Hell, but Castiel pulled you out, and some of them think you can help save us." She looked at Sam. "And some of them don't like you at all. They talk about you all the time lately. I feel like I know you."

Dean frowned in confusion as he tried to piece together what she'd said. "So, you talk to angels?"

Anna's eyes widened. "Oh, no. No, no way. Um, they probably don't even know I exist. I just kind of... overhear them." She licked her lips and tilted her head to the side a bit. "They talk, and sometimes I just... hear them in my head."

Dean raised his eyebrows. "Like… right now?"

Anna shook her head. "Not right this second, but a lot. And I can't shut them out, there are so many of them."

Sam stared at Anna. He felt like they were missing something. How had she suddenly gotten this ability? "Anna, when did the voices start? Do you remember?"

"I can tell you exactly – September 18th."

Dean swallowed. "The day I got out of Hell."

Anna nodded. "First words I heard, clear as a bell – 'Dean Winchester is saved'."

Dean rubbed his hand across the back of his head. Where the hell was Rose? They could seriously use her expertise on this one. "Well, at least now we know why the demons want you so bad. They get a hold of you, they can hear everything the other side's cooking. You're 1-900-angel." Anna smiled.

A thought suddenly occurred to Anna. "Hey, um, do you know — are my parents okay? I – I didn't go home. I was afraid."

Sam and Dean shared a look.

The attic door flew open and Ruby rushed in. "You got the girl. Good, let's go."

Anna gasped and jumped back. "Her face!"

"It's okay." Sam held out a hand in a placating gesture to the suddenly terrified young woman. "She's here to help."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Yeah, don't be so sure."

Ruby shot Dean a glare. "We have to hurry."

"Why?" Dean challenged.

"Because a demon's coming – big-timer. We can fight later, Dean."

Dean narrowed his eyes at her. "Well, that's pretty convenient – showing up right when we find the girl with some bigwig on your tail?"

Ruby cocked her head to the side. "I didn't bring him here. You did. He followed you from the girl's house. We got to go now."

"Dean," Sam gasped. Dean turned to his brother who was pointing to the statue of the Virgin Mary. Blood like tears was dripping from its eyes.

Ruby's eyes widened. "It's too late. He's here." She looked around the room, genuinely frightened.

Dean stood before the statue as Sam rushed over to Anna and manoeuvred her into a closet to hide. His eyes followed the tracks of red tears down the Virgin Mary's face. Where the hell was Rose? He checked his phone and shot off another text.

Sam stepped into the centre of the room and pulled out his flask of holy water. Ruby saw and quickly shook her head. "No, Sam, you got to pull him right away."

Dean's eyes widened. "Whoa, hold on a sec."

Ruby shot Dean a look over her shoulder. "Now's not the time to bellyache about Sam going dark side. He does his thing, he exorcises that demon, or we die." Without looking at his brother, Sam quickly put the flask away. The steps of the attic stairs groaned, altering them to the arrival of another person. Dean bit his tongue on any further argument, knowing Sam had made up his mind about exorcising the demon and hating it.

The door crashed open and a middle-aged man stomped his way into the attic. His hair was parted, his nose was a bit too large and he wore a professional blazer with slacks. Above all else, he wore a look of intense hatred and disgust as he came around the railing to stand before them.

Sam quickly raised his hand. He pulled on the darkness inside of him, the ever growing shadow inside his soul. From that he knew he'd find the power to –

The demon coughed and fixed his collar, his eyes going white. "That tickles." He commented in a slightly nasally voice, his irises rolling back to their proper place. He continued forward, shaking his finger lightly. "You don't have the juice to take me on, Sam." The demon carelessly waved his hand, throwing Sam across the room and down the stairs of the attic. Dean unsheathed Ruby's knife and attacked the demon. The man grabbed Dean's arm with one hand, the other grabbed his jacket and dragged him closer. "Hello again, Dean." He greeted before slamming Dean against a wooden pillar.

Ruby ran to the closet and pulled the screaming Anna away before the demon could get his hands on her.

"Come on, Dean." The demon implored before punching him a few more times. "Don't you recognize me? Oh, I forgot — I'm wearing a paediatrician." He glanced down at his body before fixing Dean with a dark smirk and punched him a few more times. "But we were so close... in Hell." Another punch, for emphasis.

Dean leaned heavily against the wooden beam behind him, only standing up because the demon before him was still holding him there. "Alastair." Dean finally said.

Alastair smiled and chuckled before giving him another punch. Alastair turned suddenly at the arrival of Sam as he plunged Ruby's knife into the demon's chest. He hollered as pain spiked through him, the blade glowed as it was meant to do when killing a demon, but it didn't kill Alastair. He threw Sam aside. Dean leaned against the post, catching his breath.

"You're gonna have to try a whole lot harder than that, son." Alastair said with a sadistic chuckle, his hand slowly sliding the blade back out of his chest.

"How about this?" Alastair turned and his eyes widened at the sight of Rose Tyler. She threw a punch that sent the demon straight to the ground. The knife clattered from his hand.

Rose looked up at the Winchesters. "Run!"

Dean shook his head. "Not without you." He quickly scooped up the knife and stabbed the slowly rising Alastair who screamed out in pain. Dean grabbed Rose's hand and the three turned towards the stain glass window before racing towards it and promptly jumping out.

The Impala rumbled down the road as they drove towards their motel. Rose sat silently in the back. Sam turned to talk to her but it hurt too much, so he instead faced the front. "Hey, Rose? Do you know a way to help speed our healing?" He had a pretty deep gash on his shoulder and he was pretty positive Dean had dislocated his shoulder. Rose had cuts along her face, arms and legs but she hadn't sustained any major or fatal injuries from the fall.

Rose raised her eyebrows at Sam's question. "No. I can erase your injuries."

Dean glared at her through the review mirror. He knew that, she'd done it for him on the spaceship after his encounter with his memory from Hell. "And why haven't you?"

Rose shot forward and scowled at Sam. "Because I'm down right furious with you."

Sam sighed. "Rose."

"Don't 'Rose' me. You tried to exorcise Alastair!" Dean shook his head at the two of them. He didn't know how they could jump out the window of a second story building and still have the energy to argue.

"Yeah," Sam was saying in what Dean liked to call his younger brother's 'bitch voice', "and that's my business."

"Not if it effects the rest of the world!" Rose argued in outrage. "She's usin' you, Sam! And now she's got Anna too!"

"She'll bring Anna back. We just have to wait."

Rose shook her head. She leaned back against the leather of the seat and crossed her arms. "No she won't. Not as long as 'm here."

Dean's eyes on her through the rear view mirror were sharp. "What do you mean?" He demanded.

Rose gave Dean a sour look. "When I meet her, I'll be able to see her timeline. Everythin' she has done, everythin' she will do. Why would she avoid me if she weren't scared of what I'll know?"

The car was silent as the two brothers absorbed that information. Dean spoke first. "That's why the angels are avoiding you too."

"Yup."

Dean narrowed his eyes. "So what's she hiding?"

"I don't know. But I think we could figure it out… if you're willing, Sam?" Rose leaned forward to her usual position between the two brothers, her arms resting on the space of the seat between them.

Sam glanced over his shoulder at her and winced through the pain. "And if she isn't hiding anything?"

Rose carefully considered Sam. She was almost positive that Ruby was hiding things and Rose was almost never wrong. But if she happened to be this time than this would be a risky gamble. "I'll stop fightin' what you're doin' with Ruby. You can do what you want. I won't say anythin'."

Sam raised his eyebrows. "I'm in."

Rose nodded. "Alrigh' then, first off, I don't think Anna's human."

The car swerved and Dean groaned as his dislocated shoulder jostled in the sudden movement. He pulled over to the side of the road and turned around. "Explain," he bit out through the pain that was pulsating through his entire body.

"Well I went to Anna's university, and I saw where she lived at the hospital, yeah? There was this, I dunno, essence? It wasn't human, tha's for sure. But I couldn't tell what it was until I saw a demon that was possessing Anna's old friend Riley."

"What is it? This essence?" Dean questioned.

"The exact opposite of a demon." Sam and Dean exchanged confused looks. "An angel."

Sam's eyes widened and he shook his head. "Wait, you think Anna's an angel?"

"She was, not anymore." Rose pulled out her vortex manipulator. "When I saw the demon I could tell instantly. So I took care of the bugger than did a quick bit of research." After she regained her energy, she silently added, not wanting to worry Dean.

Dean's mind processed Rose's words. But the way Anna acted wasn't like any of the other angels. He said so to Rose. "She wasn't even aware of angels as a real thing until a little while ago. She was born here, Rose, grew up here. How is that possible?"

Rose nodded, agreeing with Dean. It was impossible. "How is an angel turned into a human?" She questioned by way of explanation.

Dean looked to his brother. Sam shrugged and winced at the pain again. "According to myth, they fall from grace."

Rose grinned and pointed at him. "Exactly. So how old is Anna? 18? Would've been 19 years ago then. I checked it out," she pulled up her vortex manipulator and showed them an article about a tree mysteriously appearing in a field, "there you have it."

"So that's where her grace is?" Sam asked. "That's where it fell?"

Rose grinned wickedly. "One way to find out." She raised her vortex manipulator and started inputting the coordinates.

Dean raised his good arm. "Wait a second, you're gonna go and watch her fall from grace?"

Rose paused. "Yeah…?" She dragged the word out, confused. "What? You wanna come?"

Sam and Dean glanced at each other. Dean gave Rose a serious look. "Can you fix us up first?" Rose's eyes widened. She'd been kidding, but apparently the Winchesters were looking to time travel. Rose shrugged and nodded. She leaned forward and kissed Sam on the cheek, much to his astonishment. She then kissed Dean's as well. The shimmering gold of the time vortex swirled around them briefly before disappearing, leaving them whole and new. "Alright, what do we do?"

"Out of the Impala." The brothers obliged and stood on the shoulder of the deserted road with the time traveller. Rose finished inputting the coordinates before she glanced up at them. "Grab hold of each other," she instructed with a gesture. They glanced at each other, nonplussed, before Dean grabbed a fistful of Sam's jacket. Rose grabbed Dean's hand with her left and with her right she activated the vortex manipulator.

POP.

They were standing on a road by the edge of a field. Sam and Dean gasped for air, winded from the teleportation. They bent over and took in deep breaths. Rose tapped Dean on the back. "Look!" She pointed at the sky as a bright light descended from the clouds. The three hunters watched, stunned, as an angel fell from grace.

Sam frowned and pointed off to the side. "What's that?" Rose turned and her eyes widened. She gasped.

"Rose?" Dean questioned. He couldn't really tell, but whatever it was, it looked like it was going to collide with Anna's grace.

Rose stepped forward, her eyes bright and watery. The light of Anna's grace crashed into the speck, the bright blue speck in the sky, and it disappeared. A grinding sound echoed faintly across the fields.

"Ali." Rose gasped.

"Rose?"

The grace hit the field and the three hunters turned away as a gust of wind hit them. A bright light enveloped the field. When they turned back, a tree stood in the middle of the field.

"Rose?" Dean asked again. "What just happened?"

Rose turned to the brothers, her eyes wide and the happiest smile they'd ever seen on her stretched across her face. "It's him." She whispered. She shook her head and laughed. "Tha' was it! Tha' was the TARDIS!"

Dean looked up at the sky and then down at the tree. "Wait – what? The speck?"

Rose nodded. She jumped and clapped her hands together. "It was him!"

Sam looked around the field. "Okay, but Rose, where is he? Where's the TARDIS?"

Rose sighed happily and looked out across the field. "It left. After the grace hit it, it time travelled. Tha's what that groanin' was. The TARDIS. It went into the future and our past."

"Our past?" Dean repeated as he worked out what she just said. "When?"

Rose turned back to the brothers. "September 18."

Sam and Dean glanced at each other. "The day I came back."

Rose nodded. "And the day Anna went crazy. Because tha's the day that her grace became whole again, which allowed her to mentally tap into a part of it."

"Angel radio," Dean surmised. Rose nodded.

"Wait," Sam raised his hand and gestured for them to slow down, "but why wasn't her grace whole before?"

"Because when it hit the TARDIS," Rose explained excitedly, "a piece of it separated and went with her to the future. But since the grace was there, the TARDIS would be inclined to come back to where the grace is. So when it did, the grace all went back together again. Because you see, it wasn't enough. It doesn't make sense tha' Anna suddenly got her powers back when she did, because if her grace was whole the entire time then she should have been able to access the angel network earlier."

"But because she didn't," Dean continued slowly, "it was because it wasn't all there. There was a piece missing."

"Exactly."

Sam nodded, finally getting it. "Okay, so where's the TARDIS now? Where's Ali?"

Rose pointed at the tree. "There, nineteen years from now."

Dean nodded once, mind made up. "Let's go get him."

Rose shook her head. "No."

"What? Rose, this is what you've been waiting for."

"Yeah, it is. But righ' now, there are bloody demons all over the place."

Sam's face grew serious as he considered the complications of the demons getting a hold of Ali. "What's your plan?"

Rose crossed her arms as she stood staring out at the tree. "Give me time to get Ali somewhere safe, to do something so no one will come after him. Not immediately at least." She turned to the boys. "The angels are in the dark 'bout this, so if they show up for him, we'll know Anna told them."

"Anna?" Dean exclaimed. "Anna doesn't even remember anything."

"Yeah, but who's to say she won't go after Ali once she does? Or send the angels? The angels want Ali just as badly as the demons do, and if they can't have him they'll do whatever they can to make sure the demons don't."

Sam narrowed his eyes. "You're thinking Anna tried to go after Ali? To kill him? That's why she fell, it was a part of the plan?"

Rose shrugged. "Yeah, maybe? I dunno." She shook her head. "I don't have much proof on that, 's a bit of a jump. But it makes sense."

Dean shook his head, not fully believing that the angels would do something so low. They were douchebags, but they weren't child killers. "Why would she do that?"

"Because if the demons ever got their hands on him, they'd have complete control over me. That'd be it. End of the war."

"So what? Anna decided to just get rid of him? Didn't think you'd get a bit angry? Yeah, great fool proof plan, there." Dean rolled his eyes and paced away from them.

Sam turned to Rose. "But Ali's safe?"

Rose nodded. "Yeah, for now. The TARDIS would keep him inside until I got there. It's too dangerous for him to leave, and she'd know that. Like I said, I need for you two to stall as long as possible. Keep the angels and demons both away and I think I can get to him and get him somewhere safe."

Dean gave Rose a hard look. "And if the angels and demons show up?"

Rose scuffed her shoe against the road. "If the angels show up about Ali, than we know that Anna told them. If any demons show up, than we know that Ruby betrayed us." Rose gave Sam and significant look. "Alrigh'?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah."

Dean raised his eyebrows. "And if that happens…?"

"I'll take care of it." Sam bit out.

Rose sighed and dropped her arms to her sides. "Righ', here's what we'll do."

Sam and Dean waited in their motel room back in their present time. Rose had transported them back, quickly evaluated that no angels were listening and left to find her son. The brothers had piled into the Impala and drove her to the motel where they waited for Ruby to eventually show up.

Hours had passed already, and night had fallen.

"I just don't get it." Dean said into the silence, breaking it for the first time.

Sam looked up at his brother from his perch on the other bed.

"Why do you trust her so much?"

Sam ran his fingers through his hair and fought back the groan of frustration that threatened to come out. "I told you."

"You got to do better than that. Hey, and I'm not trying to pick a fight here. I mean, I really want to understand. But I need to know more. I mean, I deserve to know more."

"Because... she saved my life." Sam admitted. Dean raised his head and fixed Dean with a look Sam wasn't sure how to interpret. "Ruby came back for me. Whatever you have to say, she saved me. More than that, she got through to me. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here."

A knock at the door saved Dean from answering. "Housekeeping."

Dean stood and stormed over to the door. "Couldn't you just leave 'em at the door?" He questioned the short maid before him.

She held out a piece of paper. "I'm at this address."

Sam came up behind his brother and opened the door further. "I'm sorry. What?"

"Go now. Go through the bathroom window, don't stop, don't take your car, don't pass go. There are demons in the hallway and in the parking lot."

Sam narrowed his eyes at the woman. "Ruby?" Dean's brows rose and he almost wished he had a camera because damn it, Rose was going to be pissed she hadn't got the opportunity to laugh about this.

The maid scowled, as if she could hear Dean's train of thought. "Okay, yes, so I'm possessing this maid for a hot minute. Sue me."

"What about –"

"Coma girl? Slowly rotting on the floor back at the cabin with Anna, so I've got to hurry back. See you when you get there." She paused and when neither of the brothers did anything she rolled her eyes and gestured. "Go!"

A few hours later the brothers found themselves at the address Ruby had given them. It was a cabin in the middle of the woods. How Ruby had managed to procure it neither of the Winchesters knew.

"Glad you could make it." Ruby greeted at the door.

"Yeah, thanks."

Ruby gave them each a once over. "Pretty bruise free considering Alastair threw you both around like ragdolls."

Dean nodded. "Yeah, well Rose fixed us up." Dean narrowed his eyes at the demon, trying to gauge her reaction at the mention of Rose.

"And where is she?" Ruby asked, giving nothing away.

"None of your damn business," Dean spat at the same time that Sam said, "We got in another fight." Dean glared at Sam. Sam rolled his eyes and turned to Anna. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I think so. Ruby's not like other demons. She saved my life." Dean rolled his eyes. "Hey, Sam, you think it'd be safe to make a quick call, just to tell my parents I'm okay? They must be completely freaked."

Sam and Dean exchanged a look. "Uh…"

"What?" Anna looked back and forth between the two.

"Anna, um…" Sam paused, trying to find the words. "Look, I'm sorry."

Anna's eyes grew impossibly bigger as they filled with tears. "No, they're not… She shook her head. "Why is this happening to me?"

Sam studied her, trying to gauge if she really was human or if Rose was right about her. "I don't know."

Anna's head shot up and just like that all thought of her parents vanished. "They're coming."

"Back room." Dean instructed. Sam nodded and guided Anna away before returning to find Ruby rolling her eyes at Dean for having lost the demon blade.

"Great." She grumbled. "Just peachy. Impeccable timing, guys, really."

The door before them rattled violently before it suddenly burst inward.

Castiel and Uriel entered the cabin. Sam and Dean tensed at the sight of the angels. Briefly they wondered if the angels had figured it all out and were here to tell them they had Ali.

Dean swallowed his worry and fought to remain calm. "Please tell me you're here to help." He quipped. "We've been having demon issues all day."

Uriel's lip curled in disgust as he glared at Ruby. "Well, I can see that. You want to explain why you have that stain in the room?"

Castiel gave Dean a cold a stare. "We're here for Anna."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Here for her like… here for her?"

Uriel growled and stepped forward. "Stop talking. Give her to us."

Sam straightened to his full height, staring down the angel with ease. "Are you gonna help her?"

Castiel glanced briefly between the two hunters before he responded. "No, she has to die."

Dean's brows rose. Alright, he hadn't been expecting that.

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