The song here is "Breathe" by Of Verona

Breathe

Roxanne had made tea and a tray of various crackers, cheeses and meats. However, Gadreel and Anne weren't in any mood to have something to eat. They were worried that the angels would eventually find out about their baby and come to destroy him or her.

Castiel wanted to reassure them, but Roxanne lifted her hand as if to tell him to stop; right now they needed to process this and when they're ready, they can come up with a plan to protect the baby.

He knew that Gabriel could help, now that he knew he was alive, but he couldn't contact him just yet. He had to let Anne and Gadreel comfort each other, as Roxanne suggested.

Time seemed to slow down, making his guilt turn to pain within him. He had finally decided what he wanted to do in all of this and that was to help save the hybrids. However, he just sat there and watched Gadreel comfort Anne as she cried silently, despite her attempts to be brave. He glanced at Roxanne and felt helpless.

At that moment, he could hear low murmurs and he knew he was picking up on the angels. He focused on hearing them. It took a few seconds, but he was able to make out what they were saying. Micah had found some help in assuring his success with his plans of destroying the hybrids. The angels were certain, but he convinced them that this particular angel could be trusted this one time.

At first, Castiel wasn't sure what this meant, by then a creeping suspicion slithered closer into his mind. He listened closely and Micah had let the particular angel make an introduction. Castiel felt horrified and he knew this messed up situation took a terrible turn for the worse.

Metatron had spoken and promised that he was the only equal match to this Queen of Hell and he could rid the world of hybrids. He didn't say it, but Castiel knew it was his way of gaining their trust once again. He knew it would end badly.

As he snapped out of it and looked at Gadreel and Anne, he knew it was more important to speak than to let them think it through.

"We must leave." he said and Roxanne shot him a cold glare, but looking him in the eyes, her glare softened as if she could hear those celestial voices herself.

Gadreel glared at Castiel, but it was more a glower of pain than anger. Anne glanced over and a tear fell down her cheek, making Castiel ball his hands into fists tightly in a desire to prevent Metatron from hurting anyone, especially Anne and her baby.

"The angels have released Metatron." he said and then Gadreel's glare vanished into disbelief, his eyes saddened. His face paled and he held onto Anne tighter as if just the mention of his name threatened to take her from him. "I assure you he does not know of your child and he will not as long as I live." He added and the room filled with a heavy silence.

Roxanne took their hands and gave an encouraging smile.

"Everything will be alright. That I know." She said and glanced at Castiel with a slight nod, as if telling him to take charge.

"We will return to your home. We and your mother will pack necessities and we will return to the Men of Letters' bunker." Castiel said and he wasn't certain, but he thought that maybe that offered some relief to the frightened parents-to-be. "Sam and Dean will help." He promised and it seemed to offer some reassurance that they wouldn't be alone in this horrifying situation.

Anne nodded, accepting this plan and Gadreel stood up, helping her to get onto her feet. If going to the Men of Letters offered her some relief, it did the same for him; as long as she was happy and safe. His arms stayed around her, as if he was trying to hold his child. At that moment, Roxanne quickly began making a doggie bag for them and even poured some tea into traveling mugs she grabbed from the kitchen.

"Oh, that's not necessary." Anne said weakly, sounding as if all the energy had been drained out of her. Roxanne looked at her and gave a small grin.

"Trust me, honey; you're eating for two and you need energy. Tea will do you good too." She said and there was no arguing with her. Roxanne was insisting that she have something to eat despite her lack of appetite. "You can keep the traveling mugs or returning them; I don't mind. I've got plenty, so don't worry about it." she added and gave them both long warm hugs.

When she released them, the concerned couple went out to the car slowly and as soon as they were out of the door, Roxanne turned to Castiel and her eyes were full of fear. She gripped his arms tightly and he immediately knew something horrible would happen.

"Metatron will find out about their baby. You have to make sure he never gets to them." She said and Castiel quickly voiced his plan to her, as if hoping she would say that that would work.

"Gabriel is the last Archangel, he could help." He said and she nodded. He didn't know if that was her confirmation that it was a good idea or that she was just eager to have more protection for Anne and her baby.

"Make sure you also contact her family." She said and Castiel frowned in confusion, but then wondered if she was talking about Clara. "He'll be a handful. He may be working with the angels, but I don't see that going well." She added and he could tell that she didn't fully understand what she had seen. But he did. He knew Metatron; he couldn't be trusted.

"Will you be alright?" he asked her and she was so full of fear that for a second, she didn't seem to comprehend his question. Then she gave a small smile and waved her hand. He wondered if she knew about his first encounter with a psychic, Pamela Barnes. Is that why she wasn't too friendly with him? Or was he just being slightly paranoid?

"Worry about Anne and the baby." She replied and then ushered him away, as if telling him not to keep the worried couple waiting or their worry would only increase.