Chapter Six

"Are you sure you're okay to be out there?" Stan's voice was full of worry as I rubbed my face my phone still pressed up against my ear.

"I'm sure, Stan." I said slowly sitting up on the bed. Sam and Dean had left to grab supplies so that we could summon Castiel with it. The scent of fallen rain filled the room and I could see a large dark shape in the corner it was hunched over and I could see glowing eyes looking at me. "Stan I'll call you when I'm on my way back okay?"

"Okay." Stan said sounding worried. "I love you, Chriss."

"I love you too." I made a soft kissing sound before hanging up the phone. The dark shape shifted so that I could see large wings folded as to not destroy anything. I carefully stood up and walked towards it. "Okay, I have this feeling that I shouldn't be afraid of you."

"That is true." There wasn't a mouth so I thought it was speaking telepathically to me. "You should allow your brothers to not fear me as well. I'm not here to hurt them."

"I can't make them not fear you, Castiel. They think you're a demon."

"I'm not a Demon. I'm an angel, a servant of the lord. I gripped onto your brother and saved him from Perdition. He will not fear me." I shook my head as I looked at the shape as it reached a black hand towards me. "Do not worry, I will find my vessel. He will be able to heal your wounds if you are scared of me."

I was scared, there was no denying that fact. I heard the hotel door rattle as Dean and Sam's voices also came through it. I turned towards the door before looking back at the corner. The figure and the smell had vanished. I quickly climbed back into bed, knowing full well, Dean had said for me to stay put until they got back. I laid down just as the door opened.

"Hey, you actually listened to me." Dean chuckled tossing a bottle of Excedrin my way. I tossed the bottle aside. My headache wasn't nearly as bad as I had told him. "Alright, you ready to summon this Castiel person?"

"Yeah." I said trying not to sound too excited nor worried. I looked over at Sam who seemed to be inching towards the hotel door. "You okay there, Sammy?" I asked he nodded before helping Dean put all the supplies they had just purchased into his duffel bag surrounded by weapons that could be used to fight off a demonic bear.

"Hey, I forgot I have a date tonight." Sam said his eyes glancing back at the door. "You think you two, plus Bobby could take care of this?"

"You got to be kidding me!" Dean groaned. "You were all like, I can't wait to take this Castiel down. Now you have a date." He let out a sigh and shook his head. "Guess there's no way of stopping you is there?"

"Nope." Sam answered quickly. "See ya guys around." He turned and walked quickly out the door leaving me and Dean alone in the room.

"Ten bucks he doesn't call tomorrow." I said carefully climbing out of the bed. I felt a lot better then when I was left in the room by myself.

"No bet." Dean stated grabbing his duffel bag and holding out his arm just in case I needed to use it to walk out of the room. "You going to be okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just had a freak headache but I'm okay." Dean glanced at me like I was crazy but shrugged it off. For years I have been traveling with him and Sam I had done some strange things. I've healed myself when I was beaten up by Gordon Walker. Been bit my a vampire. Survived a car crash that nearly killed me and Dean. Been stabbed in the back by a knife welding clown monster. I knew I was strange. But it felt good to know that I would always come out smiling, in one way or another. "Come on, Dean. Didn't you say Bobby's meeting us somewhere?"

"Yeah, he is." Dean hated when I changed subjects like that. But he knew it was because I was his sister. Someone who's job description is to change touchy subjects.

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I stretched on the table watching as Dean finished the devil's trap even though I knew fully well, that they would do diddly squat towards an angel. I wanted to tell them that's what Castiel was. An angel, a heavenly being that mom had told Dean over and over back when he was little that angels were watching over him.

"Okay you guys ready for this?" Dean asked making me and Bobby nod. I held onto a silver knife and watched as Dean walked over towards the summoning bowl. The words flew out of his mouth. It was second nature to recite such complex spells and summons. But I wondered what would happen once Castiel found his vessel. Would I recognize him and know that this was the Castiel from my past?

Silence. We all looked over at Dean who kept glancing up and down from the paper Pamela had given him and turned to look at us. "Did you read it right?" Bobby asked and Dean nodded slowly.

"I...I think so." I grabbed the piece of paper from Dean and stared at the words and replayed his voice in my head. "Did I?"

"Yeah, you did." I said looking over at the walls covered in symbols that Pamela had also provided. "Maybe it's a dud."

"Doubt that." Bobby said folding his arms and sitting down on the table I had been on just moments before. "Pamela may not be a hunter of our skills but she is reliable."

"Not saying anything bad towards your friend, Bobby." I stammered rubbing the back of my head. "Just saying she, like all of us, is Human. She's bound to make mistakes." Dean and Bobby were looking at me, surprised I was stalling. What the hell is wrong with me?!

The wind grew more intense as what sounded like large baseball size hail smashed into the roof. The lights inside began to flicker. Dean and Bobby surrounded me keeping an eye out for any kind of danger. It just made me roll my eyes. The smell of the fallen rain was stronger and I glanced over at the window. There wasn't any rain. "He's coming." I sighed just as the doors of the building burst open causing several of the light fixtures to explodes raining the sparks around a man in a tan tench coat, his hair slightly messy, navy blue tie, white shirt and black slacks. I instantly recognized him as Castiel. This must be his vessel then. I thought as Castiel stood directly in the devils circle and looked up at the other symbols that surrounded us.

Dean's finger twitched making his gun fire off three bullets that collided into his chest. Castiel looked down at injuries and in a blink of an eye the shirt was just as clean as before. Not even the bullet holes were left. Bobby moved as quickly as he could for a man in his late forties early fifties. But Castiel grabbed him and gently touched his forehead. Bobby fell to the ground like a sack full of potatoes. Dean grabbed another knife and stood in front of me.

"Dean, I'm not an enemy." Castiel said his voice low and gravely much different coming out of a man's body. "I'm a friend."

"Yeah, right." Dean snarled his green eyes blaring. "You just did something to Bobby and I want to know what."

"I simply allowed him to see the truth in who I am."

"And who are you?" Castiel glanced up at me I lowered my face to show weakness, that I was scared and I had no idea who this man/angel was.

"My name is Castiel. I'm an angel. A servant of the Lord."

"Yeah and I'm Santa." Dean said sarcastically.

"Dean, he's telling the truth." I was trembling with fear from the look on Dean's face. "He's an angel. He's been basically a gaurdian angel since I was fourteen."

"It is true Dean. I am also who grabbed your shoulder and pulled you out of Hell." Castiel added gently placing a hand on Dean's left shoulder. I saw Dean stiffen as his eyes went wide. The burn on Dean's shoulder began to glow red then slowly dim away.

"Dean, you okay?" I asked seeing him slump on the table I had gently pushed him to so that he wouldn't fall to the ground.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said looking at Castiel with large eyes. "So can we trust you?"

"Yes, you can." Castiel nodded. "Until we meet again." He moved towards the door but Dean stood up making him stop.

"Stop. Show me more proof that you're an angel and not some demon pretending." Dean's voice was full of seriousness.

Castiel gradually turned around, his eyes glowing. Dean blocked most of the light from his eyes while I continued to stare. To me it wasn't that bright. I swallowed hard as dark feathered shadows grew out from behind Castiel spreading nearly the full width of the building. Dean lowered his hand and stared at the wings with an open mouth. He was just as shocked as I was. "Is this the proof you seek, Dean?" Castiel asked and Dean nodded. "Very well, I'll take my leave now. I'll see you again." Dean and I blinked and Castiel vanished into thin air.

"What the hell..." Bobby groaned making Dean and I rush to his side and helped him to his feet. "Was that really an angel or was it a demon trick?"

"It's a real angel, Bobby." I said ignoring the dizzy spell I was feeling again. "Come on. We got to find Sam." Dean nodded.

"But first I have a group of Demons that need to be exorcised." Dean growled, I shrugged knowing about the group of demons at the diner we had been at.

A/N: I'm sorry this Chapter is kind of confusing. I hope you continue to enjoy and comment. If you have a suggestion for my next story don't hesitate and PM me. I'll see what I can do. Thanks!