"God dammit!" I yelled as I realized I'd been separated from Dean and Cas in Louisiana. And now standing in darkened motel room in god knows what town or state. At least it seemed like it was still morning. I don't know how I got separated from them, I just went through a door and BAM walked into this motel room.

"Screw you then!" I heard contempt in my voice. "Damn!" I uttered under my breath. I decided I should crash for a bit, running around after a harmless Cas is hard enough. But when he's armed, he's worse than a bull in a china shop, or Dean in a strip club.

Lying on the bed my mind wonders, how different would life be if this shit didn't exist... Because of this life I've lost out on so much. Like sleep, I miss how awesome it was to have a full restful sleep. Dreams aren't dreams to me anymore, just nightmare after nightmare. All the creatures I've killed, but it's the innocent victims that keep me up at night. So any sleep I get is precious, restful or not.

Everyday I'd wake up in a run-down house, cold and damp. Shivering I'd get dressed and go out to find something to eat. Pie had become a useful source of energy, needed to fuel the day ahead, how Dean would be proud of my food choices. No! I refuse to think of him. He left me, traded his life for mine. Every morning I'd sit in the Impala, and wait for Ruby to bring me another to practice with. I know he'd never be happy that I'm doing this. But this is my choice. Like it was his choice on the crossroads deal. She's now walking towards this car with a bloody faced dude and no-one looks twice?! She's got some mojo going on.

Sometimes I'd nearly black out; depending on how strong the demon was... Sometimes all I'd get is a nosebleed, but she's always there for me. Ruby, a demon, but the only family I have now. I don't understand how I'd feel something for these creatures. Especially when Dad and Dean have drilled it into me that these are the enemy. What if some want to help?

I start to remember the next part of the story, not a dream anymore. After all the work we've done, the best thing I could do was put an end to what was going on. With Lilith. With the seals. Now I know. And I regret it every day. Every single day.

The memories pull me back into consciousness. I beg for some form of mercy, even to anything that'll listen. Monster or not. I finally open my eyes the motel room was full of shadows. Oh damn, how long was I out? It would've been up to 5 hours depending on the time I got here. And of course which state I've been dragged to.

I thought about how could be doing this, all of this. Separating me and Dean, and transporting me somewhere else. Has to be an angel, they're the only species that has enough juice to do such a thing.

"Cas?" I called out, "Cas, you there?! I pray that you come here and do your angel zappy thing, and get me back to the case. Where I belong, with you guys. Not in this poor excuse of a room." I heard a chuckle, again from the shadows. Okay, not Cas. Or Cas has gone dark side.

Or…. GABRIEL. Obviously, he's the only one that is mean enough to transport me across the world, or even worse; create a whole new world.

"Trickster!" I sighed, I'd had just about enough of his tricks. "Come out and face me you little coward!"

"Well that's no way to speak to an angel!" said a voice from the shadows.

"Oh and by the way boy, you belong here. You see its orders from up high. Dean has to complete this case alone." The voice sounding ever more familiar, I turn to see Gabriel emerging from the darkened corner by the door.

"Ah jeez! More interruptions from 'God'? I thought he created us with free will for a reason!" my voice getting louder by the word. I've had enough of these angels messing up my hunts. I notice Gabe's eyes shine mischievously as he obviously had something on his mind,

"What you smirking at? Thought of a good prank to play on someone?" I grunted hoping that this situation can't get more humiliating.

"No actually. I was thinking you should get a haircut, if you were shorter, then you'd be mistaken for a girl." Sassy little bastard!

"Right back at you!" Not the best come back I'd ever come up with. His powers cause me to lose any understanding of the English language. That's why the only comeback I had is in the repertoire of a ten-year old child.

"Sammy got a backbone?!" he obviously found this funny, "The old you wouldn't stand up to me without your brothers say so!" he slowly walked towards the window; moonlight fell through the drapes and landed on his face. The shadows landing on this face, gave it a truly peaceful tone. Instead of the mask he wears in front of everybody else.

"Getting more instructions on God Radio?" I just needed to break the silence that had formed as I was watching him stare at the moon. A shiver runs down his back. It made me wonder, is it more uncomfortable for them if they kept their wings in... Or does it hurt more letting them escape into the air around them? I'll never understand angels.

"No, no instructions. Just marvelling at God's work." His voice was barely heard over the traffic passing by.

"Dude. Have you done something to this room? It's like 30 degrees in here." I could feel the heat escaping this room, leaving everything in it with a cold touch. "Another trick of yours? Oh and could you please tell me where we are?" Everything I said was a little angrier than it should've sounded.

"No Sammy, I haven't done anything to this room, and this is the same world too. Well not on purpose, sometimes my powers get out of control when I concentrate on something too much." He'd turned his back against the moon. and now faced me and was leaning against the window.

"Right, why are you being so cryptic? Just tell me now. Where are we? What do you want? What time is it? And finally where is the nearest store cause I'm hungry as hell?" I'd finally had enough of his shit. I just needed to know and get some food.