"What's going on?" Ella mumbled, rubbing her eyes sleepily as she woke up.

"Your sis has pulled a Houdini on us, that's what's going on," Dean replied.

Sam's brows furrowed and he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He was more awake now. Glancing to Ella, he shook his head. "Don't worry, we'll find her. Do you have any idea where she went?" He said, looking between Dean and Bobby.

"We were hoping the JoBro wanna-be here could give us an idea." Bobby said, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he looked at Joel. "Since he did absolutely nothing to stop her from getting away."

Joel gritted his teeth. "My orders are to guard Ella not keep track of her blood sucking sibling..." He paused a moment and sighed. "I do know where she is... but you aren't going to like it, Dean..." He hesitated, turning his attention to the elder Winchester. "She's... with Allastair..."

xx

Dean's eyes widened a bit and then the room was silent. That is until Ella spoke up. "Who's... Allastair?"

"Allastair is a very powerful demon. He in charge of torturing the souls in Hell," He said, glancing to Ella then turning back to Dean. "He tortured Dean for thirty years while he was in Hell. Yeah, I know it was only a few months here, but there's a time difference. Kind of like how it's already tomorrow in Australia." Joel said with a little nod.

Dean gritted his teeth. "I guess it's time for a little reunion party. Where are they, and why is Oshea with him?"

"Dean," Sam said, looking at his brother, his brows furrowed. "You were tortured? For thirty years? I thought you told me that you didn't remember anything about your time there..."

"It's Hell, Sam, what did you expect? Pony rides and face painting?" Joel said, arching a brow. "You can discuss this later." He turned back to Dean. "They're a few miles northwest from here in Aberdeen in a farmhouse near the outskirts of the city." He shook his head. "She's there because he's feeding her addiction. Her regular supplier apparently went AWOL and Allastair found her and offered her a fix... for a price of course." He added darkly, frowning,

"Joel's right. We can chat about this later. Get to packing, we're leaving in ten." Dean said lowly, quickly departing from the room.

xx

ABERDEEN, SOUTH DAKOTA

xx

Oshea moved down the stairs, wearing a black button down shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. She padded barefoot into the den and moved to the couch where he sat. "Alright...," She said quietly. "I've done what you asked... may I please have some blood?"

"Well, I guess you've earned it," He said, grinning a bit and held out his bare arm. He leaned over and pulled a blade out of the end table next to him and slid it across his arm. Oshea lowered herself onto his lap an took his arm, bringing it to her lips and closing her eyes as she began to drink the blood.

Dean burst in through the door, closely followed by Ella and Sam. Dean's eyes widened a little at the scene in front of them. Allastair chuckled, shaking his head. "Dean, you really shouldn't have done that." As soon as the words left his lips, three men, their eyes black, appeared behind Sam, Dean, and Ella, blocking the exit.

Oshea lifted her head, licking the blood from her lips. She turned toward the door, her eyes widening. "Dean?" Sam glanced back over his shoulder at the demons that had appeared behind them and narrowed his eyes, raising his weapon.

"Let her go," Ella threatened, clutching the demon-killing knife's handle tightly in her hand.

Allastair shrugged, throwing both arms in the air. "Hey, be my guest. Her job's already done, she got you guys here, didn't she?" He grinned.

Oshea lifted her head, blood smeared around her lips. She was panting softly. Her brows furrowed as she saw the others and she stood up from his lap. "Dean... I'm so sorry." She said quietly, brushing the blood from her mouth. "I was just going to come and get enough to make the pain stop... then I was going to come back I didn't want to cause this... he wouldn't let me leave..."

Ella backed up a little uneasily, accidentally bumping into one of the demons behind them. The demon grinned a little, jerking her roughly by her arm. "Get rid of the others," Allastair said, nodding toward Sam and Dean and Oshea. "All we need is the girl that's in tune with angel radio." The two surrounding demons nodded, pulling out large blades from inside their suits.

Sam moved to help Ella, but was immediately flung backwards by a wave of one of the demon's hands. He slammed against the wall and dropped to the floor as a cloud of dust spread out around him. Ella suddenly found herself released as the demon that had been holding her was violently flung upward through the ceiling of the room into the next story. "Are you alright, Ella?" Joel stood where the demon had, one of his hands touching her arm where the demon had grabbed her.

Ella jerked her arm away from him. "I'm fine, I'm fine," She muttered. She looked up at her sister as she slowly stood up.

Joel pulled his hand away with a soft sigh, "Ella, I need to get you out of here. This is dangerous." Oshea looked at her sister, swallowing hard as a tear ran down her cheek.

"Ella... I'm sorry..."

Ella shook her head at Joel. "I'm not leaving without my sister, and Sam and Dean."

Joel gritted his teeth. "It's not them I'm protecting." He said, curling one arm around her waist and pulling her close before he pressed two fingers to her forehead. The two of them vanished immediately.

Oshea's eyes widened and she turned toward Allastair, backing away from him and stretching out her arm. "I'm going to send you back to Hell."

As soon as the words left her lips, Allastair simply smiled and shook his head. "Sorry doll, gotta split. But you'll be seeing me soon, don't you worry." He looked over at Dean. "Really nice seeing you again," he said, and then black smoke erupted from his mouth and flew around the room until it broke through the glass of one of the windows and disappeared out of sight. Oshea narrowed her eyes and turned to the other two demons. She concentrated on them and the two began to choke on the black smoke. The smoke pooled in the floor and burned away. The two men collapsed to the floor, groaning. Oshea staggered and sank down to her knees, blood ran down over her lips from her nose.

Dean walked over to Oshea and started to help her up. "Grab her other arm, we need to get her back to Bobby's," he said to Sam. "I'm guessing that's where he brought Ella back to."

Sam nodded and walked to Oshea, taking her other arm and helping her to her feet. Oshea looked about the room searchingly. "Where is Ella? Who was that boy with her?"

Sam looked down at her. "That was Joel, her guardian angel."

"Yeah, remind me to thank him later for just leaving the rest of us in a room full of demons," Dean said with a scoff.

"Will do," Sam said with a curt nod as the two took Oshea out to the Impala. Oshea settled into the back of the Impala with a sigh, bringing a hand to her head and closing her eyes as Sam climbed into the passenger seat. Dean slid behind the wheel of the Impala and put the car in reverse, backing out of the driveway before returning it to drive and speeding down the dusty back road towards Bobby's.

As they drove, Oshea fell very quiet and slumped, collapsing across the backseat in a deep sleep. Sam sighed as he looked over to Dean, "What are we going to do about Oshea, Dean? Lock her up again when we get back?"

Dean was quiet for a moment as he glanced back at Oshea. "I don't know. It didn't really seem to be helping, did it?" He shook his head and sighed. "I don't know what to do, honestly."

"No, it didn't seem to be helping at all." Sam said with a sigh. "Maybe we should just go back to doing jobs like normal. We'll just keep an eye on her." He paused a moment then glanced to Dean. "But... you know, Dean, she was right about one thing. I mean, did you see the way she took out those demons? Maybe this isn't such a terrible thing... I mean... we have to pick our battles. Do we fight something that could help us? Something that could help people?"

Dean shook his head and sighed loudly. "Sam, you know what she's doing isn't right. It's demon blood, Sam, it's not human. If she keeps this up, that's what it's going to take away. Her humanity."

"Yeah, I know," Sam said, looking down. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Well, locking her up isn't going to solve anything. I say we go about business as usual and just keep her on a short leash for now. We can have Joel keep an eye on her since he's going to be guarding Ella anyway."

Dean laughed humorlessly. "The angels want Oshea dead, do you really think we can trust him to protect her? He has to follow orders, right, like Cas had to answer to his superiors? Well what if one of those orders is for Joel to kill Oshea? He'd do it and not think twice."

"You don't know that, Dean," Sam said with a frown, looking away. "I like to think that the angels are on our side... maybe we can reason with them... get them to give Oshea a break, you know?" He shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe it's too much to hope that we'd have someone completely on our side."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Reason with them? You're kidding me, right? There is no reasoning with these guys. They're angels, Sam, they could really care less what we want," He said, shaking his head. "I say the less we're involved with them, the better."

"Castiel isn't like that," Sam said, looking toward his elder brother. "He went against his orders and saved Oshea's life."

"Yeah, I know," He said, returning his eyes to the road. "Speaking of Cas, he needs to get back from wherever they sent him."

"I know," Sam faced the road, his brows furrowing. "I'm getting a little worried about him."

"You have no reason to be concerned for me." The voice came from the back of the car, where Castiel had materialized, Oshea leaned against him, still sleeping.

Dean cursed loudly as the Impala swerved on the dark back road. He regained control of the vehicle and glared at the trench coat clad man in the rearview mirror. "Are you trying to kill us all, Cas?"

Castiel inclined his head and furrowed his brows. "No, I am not." Sam brought a hand to his chest and took in a deep breath to calm himself.

"Are you alright, Cas? You were gone for a long time."

The angel nodded slowly. "I am fine."

Dean arched a brow, glancing back at him for a moment before returning his eyes to the road. "So from the almost heart attacks and possible near car accident you caused, I take it you got your angel mojo back?"

Castiel nodded, glancing down at Oshea, who was sleeping against his shoulder. "Dean, there is something you should know. The angels are coming for Oshea. They have decided that her being here is too dangerous for Ella. After what happened with Alastair."

"They're coming for her? As in they're going to kill her?" Dean cursed under his breath and he pressed his foot down harder on the gas pedel.

Castiel looked up at him in the rearview mirror and nodded again. "They will be here soon. Dean there is nothing I can do to help her." He said slowly.

Dean gritted his teeth and glared at the road ahead of him. "Well we can't just sit around and wait for them to kill her, now can we?"

Castiel shook his head. "Dean, -I- can't help her... but you realize that if there is any sort of danger to Ella, Joel will have to step in. Do you understand?"

"Over my dead body," Dean muttered.