A/N: I know I've said this a millionty times, but thank you guys for reading and following this story! I have a lot more tricks up my sleeve that I can't wait to reveal throughout this series. This chapter was the hardest to write so far, so I hope you all enjoy this anyway. As always, Please R&R! : )

I remembered who I was, and what I had done. I remembered my brothers, and the war we were up against.

"So how does it feel being wrong?" Crowley smirked, while dusting himself off from the sudden impact he had experienced with the wall.

"Get out of here or I will kill you." I said, power replacing any fear I had earlier. "And I think you know I am very capable of doing that."

"Don't you wanna know why I needed you to remember who you were so badly?"

But I already knew, and I could tell Castiel did too.

"I'm assuming my brother wants to see me?" I asked, hoping my assumptions would be wrong.

"Aren't you a clever one?" He said grinning evilly.

"Let me guess, he gave you a couple of souls in return for finding me?"

"Right you are, my dear. And now that you've remembered, I have more important things to attend to."

He raised his fingers, ready to snap, to send Cas and I who knows where. I steadied myself for the sudden change in locations, and everything went blurry.

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"Jen? Cas?" I heard Dean say frantically.

I opened my eyes and saw that we were back in my cabin. Sam was sitting at the table, looking through maps of the area, while Dean must have been pacing the floor the whole time.

"Where the heck have you two been?!" He asked, looking us up and down for any injuries.

"It was Crowley." Castiel said flatly.

"What did he want?" Sam asked, walking over to us.

I glanced at my brother, wondering how I was going to explain this. I couldn't keep being Jennifer Collins, but I didn't fully remember what it was like to have grace either.

"I need to explain something to you." I said, seating myself on the edge of my bed.

"What is it?" Dean said, glancing at Sam in confusion.

"I promise I didn't know until speaking with Crowley, but-"

"She's an angel." Cas interrupted, causing me to glare at him angrily.

"Wait, what?" Dean said looking at me with wide eyes.

"Remind me to kill you later if one of our brothers doesn't get to you first." I said to Castiel, who only tilted his head in confusion at why I was angry.

"You're an angel?" Sam asked sitting down next to me, being understanding as I thought he would be.

I nodded, "Apparently so. When I left Heaven, I made sure I would never remember who I was. I took the body of Jennifer Collins, who was raised in a family of Wiccans. I never had magic, but that's because Bobby said to never use it, so I didn't."

"Then if Bobby knew you were a Wiccan, did he know you were an angel?" Sam questioned further.

"I don't know. He never told me, or let on that I was anything different. All he ever said was to not draw attention to myself by going out much. He was afraid a hunter would pass through and pick up on my scent, and...well you get the point."

"How old was she?" Dean finally said, looking at me with cold eyes.

"How old was who?" I asked, now being my turn to look confused.

"How old was Jen when you possessed her?"

I noticed how angry he looked, and I could understand why. I had taken sixteen years of a girl's life away, and used it for my own use.

"She was just a baby. I needed someone young, but I made sure not to have a vessel that was a teenager or a child."

"But why? It's the same thing!" Dean yelled. "At the time she might have been a baby, but didn't you know she'd grow to be a kid and a teenager? It would have been better to have taken the body of a teenager, instead of taking sixteen years of a girl's life!"

"Because I had too!" I said standing up to lock eyes with him, while Sam and Cas just stayed quiet.

"Why! Why was it so important to banish yourself, and take some poor girl's life away?"

"Because I was trying to prevent one of my brothers from destroying this stupid place, but I obviously didn't get here in time! So now I'm getting yelled at because I tried saving you people at the loss of one person!" I yelled back before a glass shattered on the table. I must've done it.

"Well you obviously didn't do a good job at protecting us!"

"Dean!" Sam finally yelled, trying to break up our argument. "She knows what she did wasn't right, but there's nothing she can do about it now."

Dean reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver flask. From the look on Sam and Castiel's face, I could tell what was in it. Holy Water.

"Leave her body." Dean commanded.

"I won't let you use that on my sister." Cas said snapping his fingers, making the flask completely disappear.

"Why are you taking this so hard, Dean?" Sam asked, after Dean cursed over Castiel's intervention.

"Because we've lost so many people we've cared about, and it hurts. And she can just throw a life away like its nothing, Sam." He paused. "I thought she could help us with our hunts, and be like the sister we never had. But now we'll just have more demons and monsters after us with her around."

I didn't know what to think or say. He was right, but he also didn't know how many brothers and sisters I had lost. I still didn't understand why Dean was so angry. I mean, Castiel had to do the same thing to someone as well.

"Look, if it means anything, I'm not staying here. Now that I remember who I am, I have a lot of things to fix."

"You're not staying?" Sam asked looking at me with concern.

"No." I looked at Dean. "You all expect me to be human when I've never been. Besides, Dean's right. Having two angels will be like holding a giant neon sign for any monster or demon to see."

"Where will you go?" Castiel said, probably afraid that I'll go looking for the cause of all this.

"Places." I shrugged before pausing. "Whether you hate me or not, I want to thank you two for helping out with those vampires."

"We don't hate you." Sam half smiled, while Dean was only quiet.

I weakly smiled back and headed out the door.

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I had decided to walk to a small town that was close to where I lived, letting my mind clear a little bit. It was dark by the time I got there, so I found some rinky dink motel, and decided to stay there for the night.

I layed on the motel couch, and thought of Dean, and how he was so angry. I wish I could just apologize, and everything be okay, but I knew it wasn't that simple. As I contemplated things, there was a knock on the door. I immediately got up and swung the door open, thinking it would be the Winchesters saying I could come with them. But no. I froze in terror when I saw who the person was. It was the person who caused all of this in the first place. It was my brother who I had loved so dearly, but lost to hatred and darkness.

It was Lucifer.

I'm really sorry if this chapter sucked lol I've had horrible writer's block, and I've been trying to work through it. I promise the other chapters will be better than this. Also, I know I didn't answer that many questions, but I promise they'll all be answered in later chapters. Thanks again for reading, and sticking with this!