The Winchester Three (S4): Lazarus Rising

Ch 10 Section 2

"Don't be afraid," Anna kept her voice soft as the group backed away from her, "I'm not like the others."

Ruby scoffed, "I don't find that very reassuring."

Pamela crossed her arms from beside Angel, "Neither do I."

"So..." Anna's sad eyes met the Winchesters as she spoke, "Castiel, Uriel... They're the ones that came for me?"

Sam raised a brow, "You know them?"

"We were kind of in the same foxhole."

"So, what?" Dean scoffed, "Were they like your bosses or something?"

"Try the other way around."

"Well, just look at you, Anna." Angel shook her head, a piece of her feeling betrayed by this entire revelation, "All of a sudden you're a big shot boss angel? Why do they want you dead?"

"Orders are orders." She shrugged sadly, "I'm sure I have a death sentence on my head."

Pamela pressed, "Why?"

"I disobeyed..." She looked at them individually, "Which, for us, is about the worst thing you can do. I fell."

"You... fell..." Angel repeated, "Like Falling-Angel-Lucifer fell?"

Dean looked confused, "Meaning?"

"She fell to Earth..." Pamela explained, "Became human."

"Wait a minute. I don't understand." Sam stopped, "So, angels can just become human?"

"It kind of hurts." Anna explained walking around, "Try cutting your kidney out with a butter knife. That kind of hurt. I ripped out my grace."

"Your grace?" Angel gaped again, "Lost us again, sweetheart."

"My grace. It's... energy. Hacked it out and fell. My mother, Amy, couldn't get pregnant. Always called me her little miracle. She had no idea how right she was."

"So..." Dean scowled, "You just forgot that you were God's little Power Ranger?"

"The older I got, the longer I was human, yeah."

Ruby scoffed loudly, "I don't think you all appreciate how completely screwed we are."

"Ruby's right. Heaven wants me dead."

"And Hell just wants her. A flesh-and-blood angel that you can question, torture, that bleeds. Sister, you're the Stanley Cup. And sooner or later, Heaven or Hell, they're gonna find you."

"I know. And that's why I'm gonna get it back."

Sam frowned, "What?"

"Her grace." Angel answered with a smile laced with slight understanding, "Interesting. You know where it is?"

"Not quite, but if i can find it we won't be totally screwed."

Dean shifted unsurely, "You're just gonna take some divine bong hit, and shazam, you're Roma Downey?"

She smiled, "Something like that."

"Alright. I like this plan." Dean nodded with a shrug, "Where's this grace of yours?"

"Lost track. I was falling about 10,000 miles per hour at the time."

"Wait." Sam thought, "You mean falling, like, literally?"