Ash is just a fellow hunter that happens to have a 1967 black Impala and is Bobby Singer's niece.
Her mom died in a fire on the sixth month marking of her little brother's life.
Her brother, Josh, is killed during a hunt so Ash has no place but B...
"Who the hell are you?" I asked. It was the man that was in the car.
"Castiel. And it is heaven, not hell. I assure you, there are no hellish beings here." he said. His voice was so low.
I lowerd my gun slightly.
"Castiel, as in Gabriel's Castiel?" I asked.
"Yes. I've been sent to save you from perdition." he said, looking me in the eyes.
"From my understanding, you are supposed to save both Dean and I. Did a pretty piss poor job of it..." I tucked my pistol back in the back of my jeans.
"Don't worry, Dean's time will come." he said.
"Is he, is he uhh..."
"Yes, he's down in hell now. He's calling out for Sam, Josh, and you as we speak." he said nonchalantly.
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I cleared my throat, holding back the tears.
"And Sam and Josh?" I asked. My voice cracked on Sam.
"Crying over his lifeless body." he said, again like he didn't care.
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"Why aren't you down there saving him?" I yelled.
He looked up at me like I was crazy.
"I told you, his time will come. He needs to learn first."
"Learn what?"
"What they can and will do to him. What it's like down there. He needs to be prepared for the apocalypse."
