And Who Might You Be?

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*Major Time Skip*

The small crowd cheered as I got the ball and began kicking it to the goal. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gabriel coming straight for me and I kicked the ball as hard as I could into the goal. It whizzed right past the goalie and hit the net. I smiled and dusted off my coat, walking over to my friends. "That was fun." They nodded and congratulated me. Gabriel ran up to me, my phone in his hand.

"It's Sam, we have to go. Now!"

"What? Why?!"

"He's got Dean." My blood ran cold and the girl's faces showed complete worry. I shrug off my coat, much to Gabriel's horror.

"What a great way to end the year." I spread out my wings and caught the attention of everyone. "Gale, Phoenix, Bianca, see you after summer break."

"Wait- you can always come over during summer!" I shook my head.

"I'll be hunting." Bianca sighed but nodded and I turned to Gabriel. "At this point, I don't care. Let's go." I shot myself up into the air and hovered, waiting for him. I saw him groan and six large gold wings materialized on his back. He was next to me only a second later, scowling.

"You are going to be in so much trouble."

"We'll talk about that later." I bolted in the direction of the bunker and landed on the ground softly. Gabriel landed next to me, his wings disappearing quickly. I unlock the door and head inside, just as the power turns off. The door locks itself and I look at Gabriel worriedly. I jump over the railing and land quietly on the ground, Gabriel does the same. We crept quietly until I saw Sam go around the corner. I walked up to him quickly and brushed him with my wing. He jumped, spinning around and I just put my finger to my lips.

"Gabe, go get Cas." He looked back and forth between me and Sam.

"Be careful." He disappeared in a rush of wind and Sam pulled me into a closet.

"Stay here. He doesn't know you're in the bunker." Before he could leave, I grabbed the lower strap on his sling.

"Please don't get hurt." He gave me a small smile and closed the door.

It was only a few seconds later when I heard footsteps. Dean. "Sammy! I'm tired of playing this game." He stopped right in front of the door and I heard him chuckle. He opened the door and I froze. "Look at what we have here. A lost puppy." He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the closet (a/n: hehe).

"I'm sorry Dean!" I made him fly across the hallway and I started running, without looking back. I find Sam and he just looks at me with wide eyes. "Okay, that was a bad plan. What do we do now?"

"Wait it out." After about a minute of sneaking around, the power turned back on. "Crap..." We round the corner and Sam just misses the gODDAMN HAMMER THAT WAS SWUNG AT HIM. WHAT THE FUCK?! He quickly lifts the demon knife to Dean's throat and Dean just grins.

"Go ahead. Do it." Sam shook his head and lowered the knife.

"Sam what are-" Just then Castiel comes up behind Dean and grabs him.

"It's over!" Dean lets out an inhumane yell and Castiel manages to drag him back to the file room. I felt hands on my arms and my wings instinctively began to panic.

"Chill out kiddo. It's just me." I breathed a small sigh of relief when I saw Gabriel's face. "We need to talk."

"I know, but after I find out what's happening to my brother." He nods and I make my way to the file room. I see Castiel and Sam strapping Dean down onto a chair in the middle of a devil's trap. "I'm guessing you figured it out, didn't you Sam?" After he finished, he turned to me.

"Figured out what?"

"That he's a demon. There's no way to cure him."

"Wait, you knew and you didn't tell me?!"

"I was trying to protect you!"

"You don't need to worry about me. I'm the one who should be worrying about you!" I look away from him, frowning.

"It wouldn't have helped you find him anyway, I tried." He sighed and Dean chuckled.

"Oh, this is hilarious." I whipped my head around quickly, almost giving myself whiplash, to look at him angrily.

"Shut up. You don't get to speak until you're Dean again." He grinned.

"The little lady has a temper." I marched up to him and slapped him, hard. I leaned in close to his face.

"You better keep your mouth shut or I will sew it shut with your damn vocal cords. I'll do it for everyone to watch. I have put up with your damn crap, but now I'm over it."

"You won't actually do it." He replied with a smirk.

"Oh really." I put my angel blade to his throat. "Try me, dip shit."

"Alright, that's enough." Sam pulled me away and I walked back over to Gabriel. He stood in front of me.

"Are you alright?"

"Well, staring into the corrupted souls of demons isn't all hunky dory. Anger is all I feel, a burning raging anger."

"You're not angry your terrified." I groan.

"Can we not talk all touchy feely right now. Later okay, then I'll spill everything." He sighed and nodded. "Sam, one question, why is he here in the first place? He obviously can escape the devil's trap and the handcuffs."

"There is a way to cure a demon. You inject them with purified blood," Sam picked up a syringe and stabbed it into Dean's neck, making him groan in pain. "every hour."

"Neat." I lean up against one of the shelves. "I've got all day."

"No you don't. You still need to explain to me why you told those girls."

"Told girls what?" I roll my eyes.

"Surprise, I'm an angel and my big brothers aren't actually my brothers. Oh yeah and I kill things that people believe are myths." Both Sam and Castiel looked at me in horror. "I told them, because I trust them and they trust me! People are coming after me not you, and I think it is my responsibility to make sure you don't get hurt in something that doesn't involve you."

"And you think it's okay to endanger them?!" I stand up to my full height and face Sam.

"I'm not endangering them! I'm making sure they know what they'll be up against when they come for me and you know they'll go for my friends first, just like they did with my-" I cut myself short and everything clicked. I slowly began walking out of the room in a haze and I find myself in my room, staring at my sword in the far corner. They killed my family to get to me. I felt a low growl come from my throat and I just sat down, watching my hand burn.