Author's Note: The beginning of this chapter was planned. The ending was certainly not, but it wove itself into the most beautiful of plot twists. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have! Thank you for reviewing, Corgimom! You help keep me motivated!

All of them heard Castiel's cry and sprang into action. Gabriel flung open the door to the nursery to see an empty room with a broken window.

"Shit." Murmured Gabriel, climbing through the window. He didn't look to see if Sam and Claire had followed him. He looked around, trying to make sense of where his brother might have gone. "Cassie?! Cassie?!" He called.

Gabriel finally spotted a set of footprints in the dirt and started following them. Sam and Claire trailed behind him, not saying a word. They followed the trail to a dirt pathway. A few feet ahead on the trail lay Castiel, twitching on the ground.

Gabriel ran over to his brother and pulled the foreign object out of his chest. Gabriel shook him gently. "Cassie? Cassie, what happened?"

All that came out from Castiel was a groan. Gabriel pressed two fingers to his brother's forehead to heal any damage done by the device.

"Cassie? You with me?"

"White Van."

"What?"

"They drove a white van."

"Okay."

"Did you see the license plate?" Asked Sam, instincts kicking in.

"I couldn't see it... They struck me with whatever that is and then everything goes blank after that..."

Sam nodded quietly.

"If I had just been faster, gotten there a minute earlier, then maybe I could have..."

"Don't do that to yourself, Cassie." Gabriel interrupted. "There wasn't anything you could have done."

"But-"

"No buts. You can't afford to think that way. Thinking like that isn't going to get Dean back. Now pull yourself up and let's get back to the house. We have a kid to save."

Castiel nodded, but said nothing. They all got back to the house and Cas immediately started pacing the room. Gabriel opened the connection between them to try and get a glimpse of something that could tell him where they had taken Dean. The only thing he found was Dean's cry of "Daddy!" Replaying over and over as the van took off. He winced as he waded through his brother's self-loathing, guilt, fear, and anger, trying to find the truth of what happened. There were tiny snippets of forest flashing through his thoughts. Looking for more of those, he was able to piece together what had happened. When he was sure he'd found all he could, he got out of his brother's mind and started trying to plan what to do next.

Sam had already taken initiative and started looking for white vans registered in the area.

Claire, Meanwhile, was looking at Castiel curiously, although he didn't seem to notice. It didn't take a genius to see the incredible changes that had taken place in the Angel. She wondered briefly what had happened to make these changes. Despite all of the thoughts clouding her mind, she kept focused on the task at hand.

"If they had to take a van, that probably means that they likely aren't able to fly or teleport places. It was broad daylight, so we can rule out vamps. What else can we eliminate?"

Sam started listing off creatures while Gabriel searched for the right words to try and comfort his brother. He knew for a fact that if he were in Cassie's shoes his brother would have tried to do the same for him. Before he could come up with the words, his cell phone rang. When he saw the caller, relief washed over him.

"Dad, thank goodness you called. Dean's been-"

"Kidnapped. I know. I just saw it."

"Hold on, I'm putting you on speaker." He hit the button, and then spoke again. "Okay, do you know anything about who kidnapped him?"

Castiel perked up almost instantly and his eyes became glued to the phone.

"I have a license plate number on that van."

Chuck read off the numbers, and Sam got a match.

"Looks like the van is registered to an Antson Tosh. He lives in Phoenix Arizona and works in a factory in old Scottsdale."

"I never saw his face." Said Chuck. "Can you send me a picture?"

"Yeah, sure." Sam called. He sent the email and then went back to his things.

"Who is this guy?" Asked Gabriel.

"I don't know. He looks like a regular guy." Said Sam.

Over the phone, Chuck's laptop dinged with the arrival of Sam's email and he gasped before the phone went silent.

"Dad? Are you there?" Asked Gabriel.

"Yeah. I'm here."

"What is it?"

"Can I call you back in about twenty minutes?"

Gabriel was surprised. "Yeah. Sure."

The line went dead, and the two brothers looked at each other in confusion. While Sam dug deeper into Antson, Gabriel wrapped a wing around his brother. He didn't say anything, but that simple gesture of love spoke volumes. Castiel smiled weakly at him, and Gabriel felt relieved inside.

The phone rang again exactly twenty minutes later. Gabriel answered and put it on speaker.

"You boys are going to want to sit down for this."

Looking at each other worriedly, the two sat down on the couch.

"When I first created humanity Azrael hadn't been imprisoned yet. He was very interested in my creations, but didn't get close to one until later. One of the daughters of Eve mated with him, and it was the incident that made up my mind to imprison him. With the help of the serpent that roamed the garden of Eden, she cloaked herself from my sight for the rest of her days. I assumed it was because of her shame. Long after she was gone, a young man walked the earth but I did not know his name, which had never occurred before. I only saw him a few times, the last being over two thousand years ago, but I never got close enough to find out who he was. but that's him. I recognize his face. I had a feeling something wasn't right so I started taking his name apart. The spelling was just too odd for my liking. It took me a while to list out all the possible anagrams, but I did it. One of the words stopped me cold. The word "death" is different in every language. In Greek, the word for death is Thantos. One of the anagrams for Antson Tosh is "Thantos' Son.". I think Azrael had a half-human son."