"Linka. Linka." She knew the voice. She knew who it was. It was… Linka jolted up and tried to stand. She instead smashed her head on the cap and fell back down and hit her head on the truck bed floor. She sat up again, this time more slowly and crawled to the back. She opened the top section, leaned against the bottom section and saw Castile standing with another man. She knew who he was but did not expect him to look the way he did. He was better looking than she had thought.

"Hello Linka."

"Good Moring" Linka said trying to sound cheerful even though she had hit her head twice in the span of twenty seconds. "What can I do for you today?" Her gaze drifted from Castiel to the other man standing next to him. "Hello." She said as she smiled.

"Would you mind stepping out here?" Castiel asked.

"Oh, of Course." She flipped the latch to open the bottom part. She pushed herself from the truck bed. She got out and stood facing them.

"Linka this is…" Linka cut Castiel off before he could finish.

"Dean Winchester. Nice to meet you." Linka said as she offered her hand for him to shake.

"I see my reputation precedes me." He said in a cocky manner with a smile to match as he shook her hand.

"In a manner of speaking." Linka pulled her hand out of his.

"So, what are you doing out here all alone?"

"I was waiting for you." Linka said still smiling at him.

"Well it looks like your wait is over."

"It would appear that way. So, shall we get started then?" She looked to Castiel and back to Dean.

"Well I prefer a few drinks before but if that is what you want I am willing to dive right it." Linka was very confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"Dean, Linka is a messenger and servant of the Lord." Castiel said.

"So?"

"She is fourteen." Dean looked at Castiel then back at Linka. She gave a weak smile and he backed away a few steps. Linka stopped smiling. It dawned on her.

"Oh, is that all you wanted?" Linka asked. He opened and closed his mouth and made indistinguishable noises. "It's fine. I know all about you so I should have expected it. I'm sorry." Link said trying to sound diplomatic.

"Wait back up. You know all about me?"

"Yes, Dean Winchester, born January 24th, 1979. You are an 'Aquarius you like long walks on the beach and frisky women.' I am quoting you on that. Your parents were John and Mary Winchester. Your mother was killed by a demon on November 2, 1983. After that your father took up hunting and taught you and your brother the skills involved with the trade. Sam abandoned the lifestyle of a hunter in order to go to college at Stanford University. You however, stayed on and continued to hunt. You are afraid of flying and…"

"Okay, you made your point Linda was it?"

"No, it's Linka, Linka Kiritain."

"Fine Lucy, how do you know all that?" Linka opened her moth but quickly closed it and bite her lip. She looked to Castiel.

"Can I tell him?"

"He knows you are a messenger of the Lord." Castiel said.

"Well I can… I…" She breathed deeply and looked at Dean. She took another deep breathe. "I am the messenger for heaven. I hear angels and I hear demons. I receive orders and I follow them. It is my job."

"What was the application for that like?"

"I didn't have an application. Why would I?" Linka was very confused by this man.

"Never mind. So explain why Bobby can walk again."

"Oh that." Linka began to twist a long strand of hair that had come loose from her ponytail. "I channeled an angel to heal him."

"You channeled an angel?"

"Yes, I can do that, I can channel demons too, but I would never do that." Link stopped twirling her hair as soon as she realized what she had said.

"Linka was chosen to be a connection to Heaven on Earth when she was young and she has been following her orders ever since." Castiel said trying to get the information train back on track. Linka looked back and forth between Castiel and Dean.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry, sorry for what?" Castiel asked.

"I am sorry you are cut off from Heaven and I am just sorry for you." She said as she looked back at Dean.

"What?"

"I am sorry for you."

"Sorry for me? You should be sorry for yourself Lindsey."

"It is Linka. I am not sorry I have been blessed and given a holy mission. I have faith in something larger than myself. I know what lies at the end of everything. I have nothing to fear."

"Why would I want to follow something that has no guarantee of it being there? Explain that Lilly"

"I'll say it again. It is Linka. As for blindly following that is what faith is. I know it is there I have spoken with its creator." Linka stopped. She knew she shouldn't have mentioned that.

"Hold on. You spoke to God?"

"On occasions."

"Occasions, as in multiple times?"

"Yes."

"So do you know where he is?" Castiel asked with urgency.

"No. He would not reveal that to me. It is not important for me to know."

"Well it's important to us so why don't you ask him?"

"I can't contact him. He contacts me."

"Linka, would you be willing to help us?"

"Castiel you were cut off from heaven and this one refused to be a vessel. I need to know what you are planning on doing before I can agree."

"Very well. We seek the Lord in order to stop Lucifer and the apocalypse."

"I will help you." Linka said without hesitation. "But I would like a ride. The authorities know my car and I would like one another thing."

"Name it" Castiel said.

"I want him to teach me." She pointed to Dean.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It is a very long explanation, but the basic is you teach me what you know about hunting. It is a tradition in my family for a young hunter to become an apprentice to a hunter who they have never met."

"Really? Is that all?"

"Yes, you won't even know I am there."