"Come on," Dean said standing up.
"What? No Cas said not to try and find her. Were you not listenig to anything that Cas just said?" Sam asked.
"Yes I was listening and I couldn't give a crap. We were together that whole time and nothing happened to us. And if she met Adam, the she can meet us too. Cas she is family in a way. And our one rule, well besides the music in the car, is that we don't leave family," Dean said grabbing his stuff and shoving it back into the duffle bag.
"So what exactly do you think we can do Dean? Just nicley ask Cas if we can have our real but not real sister back? Dude, we know absolutly nothing about her! Why does this whole thing mean anything to you?" Sam asked standing up.
"We are not discussing this Sam," Dean said throwing his bag over his shoulder and heading for the door. "Are you coming or not?" Sam responded by standing up and pushing his way passed Dean and out to the car taking his place back into the passengers seat. Dean followed close behind opening the trunk and throwing in his bag. He walked up to the door and got in the car.
"How do you suppose we find her. Cas could have taken her anywhere," Sam said as Dean was getting settled.
"Same way as we found her before Sammy. I GPS'd her phone. Now pull out your laptop and get to typing," Dean said starting the car. Sam found the location of Kyra's phone and he started pointing out where Dean needed to go. By the looks of it, Kyra was a 2 days drive away. Cas had taken her to California for some reason.

Two days later, Sam and Dean arrived in Fremont California. They narrowed down the tracker to an abandon building just outside of the city. As they got closer, Dean drew his knife ready to strike anything that comes in his way.
"Dean that wont work on Cas," Sam said looking down at Dean's drawn knife.
"Yeah but maybe she'll be," Dean said before looking up to see Kyra tied down to a chair. "Tied up..." Dean said running close to Kyra. Her mouth had been muffled by a small strip of fabric, making it impossible for her to speak. She herslef hadn't looked like she was hurt or harmed in anyway. Besides the bondage, it almost looked as if they had been pampering her.
"I'll get you out," Dean said as he was cutting the rope that held her down to the chair she was sitting in. Dean untied the fabric covering her mouth allowing full movement to he lip musculus and exaggerated her ability to talk.
"You guy should have come here..." Kyra said looking around.
"Why?" Sam asked confused.
"Because that Cas, wasn't really Cas," she said cautiously looking around and behind her just in case anyone attacked her.
"Then why haven't you been hurt?" Dean asked taking a closer look to make sure she was okay.
"They have been hurting be. But they only wanted it to seem like I was fine. They cut and sliced on my back that way when you guys showed up, I would look fine," she said turning around. The white shirt she had been wearing was stained red all down her back.
"How was that not the real Cas? He literally teleported you out of the room," Sam asked
"Why don't you ask them yourself?" Kyra said scooting back and revealing a shy look on her face. Sam and Dean could tell that they had just entered the room by the way that her face turned from excitement to sorrow in moments. Sam did a 180 spin decapitating one of the unknown creatures. Dean followed behind and did the same. "How many are there? Dean asked.
"That was it," Kyra said.
"What were they?" Sam said thinking aloud.
"Beats me. I'm just glad they're gone," Kyra said. She looked down at the ground not looking up.
"You okay?" Sam asked.
"Oh I'm fine. The question is," she said looking up eyes red with evil, "are you?" the form of Kyra lunged at them attacking Sam first. She pulled out a slick blade with glowing red crystals up twords the neck of the blade. Dean grabbed her by her stomach right before she had the change to take Sammy's head off.
"Don't you dare. Now you're going to tell me if you are possessing Kyra," Dean said.
"What are you gonna do. You wouldn't want to hurt your girlfriend," she said smiling. Just then, the Winchesters heard the voice of Kyra crying for help from the other room. Once Dean heard her, he did not hesitate to decapitate the imposter. Dean followed the voice down a long hallway before he saw Kyra. Her hands were tied above her head and her feet were tied together on the floor, forcing her to stand up. She looked as if she hadn't eaten the whole time she had been missing. Hey body was covered in blood and her make-up was smeared all down her face. Not in the way of her crying, but sweat and exhaustion.
Dean cut her loose but she didn't have the strength to talk. Dean picked her up bridal style and carried her back to the car and laid her down in the back seat. Sam rushed behind him and quickly got in the passengers. Dean drove them back to the hotel as fast has his car would take him.
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"How's she feeling?" Sam asked Dean from across the room.
"Would you shut up. She is trying to sleep," Dean said sitting on his bed. Kyra was laid across his bed wrapped up nicely by the handiwork of Dean. Dean kept dabbing her forehead repeatedly with a damp towel as he watched whatever was on the TV. Kyra's eyes fluttered open to the sight of Dean Winchester.
"We aren't technically related right?" Kyra asked groggily but cheeky. Dean smiled and helped her sit up straight.
"I love this movie," Kyra said pointing to the TV.
"What movie is it?" Dean asked looking behind him.
"Only as classic. The Princessbride!" she said.
"So what happened to you back there?" Sam asked filling up a glass of water for her.
"It's a long story..." Kyra said twiddling with her thumbs.