"Okay Angela it's time for you to leave," Booth said, charging back into the interrogation room.
Dean's face went rigid. "Where's Cas? And don't give me that shit about letting me see him being against protocol or some other bull shit. If I soon don't see him I will actually be the one to commit the murder for once. Your murder. And the murder of everyone you love," Dean demanded, furious.
"Now listen here Winchester," Booth began, "you can threaten me all you want, but don't you dare threaten my family. If you soon don't talk I'll make sure you're buried so far deep into the system that you will never see Cas again."
"Listen here buddy," Dean began, a look of sudden determination coming over his face, "me and Cas - we're getting out of here. One way or another. But, if you don't let me see him before that I will make sure your life hell. God knows I know what that's like."
Booth looked slightly taken aback. He adjusted his tie nervously. And then the lights went out.
When the lights came back on Angela noticed a girl that looked about 15 standing in the corner. She looked just like Dean. Except for her eyes. They were a startling blue.
"Sami," Dean choked out, "what are you doing here?" He seemed just as shocked by her appearance as the rest of them.
"Saving you Pa. Like always." She grinned and it unsettled Angela. It was identical to the way Dean grinned when he was that age. It was surreal. "Mary's got Dad."
There was that name again. Mary.
"Who is she Dean?" Angela asked. "And who's Mary?"
"Well Angie, Sami here's my daughter. And Mary, she's Bobby's kid." Dean grinned lazily and stretched back in his chair and put his feet up on the table.
Booth looked like he was about to say something but he changed his mind after Dean glared at him.
"You have a kid?" Angela was shocked. She didn't think kids were Dean's thing. Not when she knew him at least.
"Actually, I've got two. Ben is 17, two years older than Sami," Dean replied, shocking Angela even more.
"Bobby has a kid?" Angela tried again. She really didn't peg the older hunter as the type to have kid. Even more so than Dean.
"Crazy huh," Dean responded. He muttered something under his breath. Angela could have sworn it was fucking Scottish crossroads Demon. But she wasn't quite sure.
"Hey, if it wasn't for Dad, Pa would still be in that wheelchair. Actually, no he wouldn't. Because the fucking world have ended ya idjit," came a voice from behind Angela.
She spun around to see another 15 year old girl. This one had black hair and black eyes. Demon eyes. Angela reached for the flask of holy water she had placed in her jacket pocket after she had begun to suspect Demons were at least partially responsible for the bodies the team were investigating.
"Looking for this Sugar?' the Demon asked, laughing.
"Be nice Mary, Angie is - was - a hunter," Dean said to the girl, seemingly not surprised to see the Demon.
"Wait. This is Bobby's kid? Bobby Singer knocked up some Demon bitch and he kept the kid?"
Dean ignored her and proceeded to question the Demon - Mary. "Where's Cas Mary?"
Mary disappeared. She reappeared a few seconds later, her hand grasping the upper arm of a man with black hair and startling blue eyes. The same blue eyes as Sami.
"Cas," Dean breathed pulling the man in for a hug and then kissing him quickly on the mouth. "Are you ok? Did they hurt you? I swear to God if they hurt you-"
Cas cut him off with a kiss. "I'm fine Dean, They were a little rough with the hand cuffs, but I am fine Dean."
Dean glared at Booth. Angela had almost forgotten that he was standing there. He looked like he had gone into shock. Next to him stood an equally shocked Dr. Brennan. If the situation hadn't been so serious, Angela may have laughed at the couples alikeness. As it was, she just walked over and waved a hand in front of Booth's face. No response. She tried Brennan. No response there either.
"I think we broke them Angie," Dean observed.
"What's going on?" Booth demanded, seeming to awaken from the almost catonic state he had been in. "Where did all these people come from? And how did he," Booth rounded on Cas, "get out of his cell?"
Angela was about to suggest that they move to a larger space to talk about it, but was stopped by Dean who practically flew over and slammed Booth against the wall.
"You hurt him you bastard. You are going to pay for ever touching him. I will give your soul to Mary to torture over the flames of Hell. And trust me, it's not a pleasant experience."
"Pa," Sami drawled, "why does Mary get to torture all the souls? Why can't I ever do it?"
"If it wasn't for Mary's eyes, I'd swear you were the Demon spawn," Dean shot back.
"It's not my fault I take after Uncle Gabe, not all Angels are as nice as Dad you know." Sami put her hands on her hips. definitely Dean's, Angela thought.
"Your Uncle Gabriel's a dick."
"Don't be bitter. Just because he killed you over hundred times doesn't mean you have to be mean to the guy."
"It kinda does Sami."
"Excuse me," Booth cut in sounding slightly nervous, "are you talking about the Archangel Gabriel?"
"Great," Dean muttered, "another religious nut."
"Booth, please don't tell me that you actually believe anything that they are saying," Dr. Brennan implored shaking her head.
Booth's silence was answer enough.
"The idea of Angels and Demons is crazy enough, and even if they did exist, why would they go around having kids with humans? And sticking around afterwards?" Brennan had never believed in anything but science for her whole life. This whole thing must be so hard for her to grasp. At least Booth had already believed in Angels and Demons.
"You're right Bones. Even if an Angel did have a kid with a human, it wouldn't be someone like Dean Winchester," Booth said, paying heed to Brennan's rational argument.
Dean made what sounded suspiciously like a whipping noise. Angela glared at him.
Suddenly Booth was pinned against the wall for the second time that day.
"Don't you dare talk about Dean that way," Cas growled, "or I will use all of my remaining power to smite you so horribly that you would wish that Dean had given your soul to the princess of Hell."
Sami grimaced at that. Apparently the kid really wished that her parents would give her Booth's soul.
Angela stepped forward and tentatively placed her hand on the Angel's shoulder. "Sweetie, let the nice FBI Agent go. He's just confused."
Cas dropped Booth quickly, a look of confusion sweeping across his face. Dean laughed. "Angie calls everyone Sweetie, Babe. It's no big deal. She's always done it." Dean wrapped his arms around the confused Angel of The Lord and kissed his temple.
It was so cute that an "aww..." escaped Angela's lips. Dean glared at her and Angela laughed. Same old Dean. Just now he had a hot Angel boyfriend instead of Sam. That got her thinking.
"Dean? Where's Sam?"
"He's not dead, if that's what you're thinking," Dean began and Angela let out a sigh of relief, "Him and Gabe are taking a holiday around the world. Although all they'll be doing is having sex, so I don't know why they went anywhere else."
"Probably to get away from you, dumbass," Mary quipped sending Angela into a fit of giggles.