The fifth Angel

5. The song remains the same

"Sophia. You said to call you if we need you. So, uh- we kind of need you. We're in 1978." Dean... What the hell were they doing in the past? I looked around the room. Gabriel wasn't here. I actually didn't see him since I got back, so...

I looked around. Angels. I can feel them. I saw Dean coming into view. "He's right... Sophia. You're here." He said happily as he noticed me. "There's no more holy oil." A girl said. Mary Campbell, future Winchester. Wow. "How- why are you here?" I asked Dean and Sam. "It's a long story. Cas zapped us here. He's uncouncios right now." Little Winchester said. Oh, Castiel. I suddenly heard Angels talking. I looked at all the Winchesters, as they covered their ears. Sam drew an Angel blade. The windows and lightbulbs shattered, plunging the room into darkness. I snapped my fingers to silence them. The door flew open, the sound of angel wings, and someone entered. Uriel. "Who the hell are you?" Dean asked. "I'm Uriel." As he said that, Dean backed away, groaning: "Oh, come on." I went in front of Winchester. "Sophia." Uriel muttered. "Hello, Uriel." I said smirking. "Go." I told the Winchesters, but saw another Angel blocking the door. Anna. "Plan? Sophia?" Dean asked quietly. I looked at him. "Uh..." "Well then. Here goes nothing." He said and we attacked Uriel, while Sam went after Anna. Uriel threw Dean aside. "Don't make me do this." I said to Uriel. I heard a crash and looked behind me. There was a hole in the wall... "John!" Mary shouted. I groaned as something stabbed me in my stomach. I turned back to see Uriel holding a blade. That son of a bitch stabbed me! "Bitch." I groaned in pain and fell to my knees. I'm really out of practice. "Sammy!" I looked at Sam and gasped. He slumped to the floor, dead. No. "Sam!" Dean and I shouted. I stood up, slowly. I went over to Sam and fell down to the ground again. Ah, it freaking hurts. "Oh, little Winchester." I groaned. "I'm really sorry." I heard Anna say. You know, I think I'm gonna stab that bitch now. I'm not really a fan of killing Siblings, but she was just a bitch. "Anna." I looked up, shocked and scared. It was Michael. He was 'wearing' John as a vessel. "Michael." Anna said, also scared. He put a hand on her shoulder. Anna bursted into flames, screaming. Let's be honest. She got it coming. Michael then turned to Uriel. "Michael. I didn't know." He defended. "Goodbye, Uriel." He said and snapped his fingers as Uriel disappeared. "What did you do to John?" Mary asked. "John is fine." Michael assured her. "Who- what are you?" She stuttered out. "Shh..." Michael touched Mary's forehead and she fell to the ground, uncouncios. Then he turned to me and his expression softened. "Sophia." "Michael." I said. I was happy and terrified at the same time. Happy, because I missed him, and scared, because I left heaven. I disobeyed. That's actually a death sentence... "I should kill you, Sophia.... But we will talk later." Michael said, snapping his fingers. That's when I fell into darkness.

When I opened my eyes I was still in the same spot, Michael in front of me. I looked around the room, to notice everyone gone. "Sam-" "Sam Winchester is alive. They are both back in their own time." Michael said, cutting me off. I stood up and smiled in relief. "So what now? You kill me?" I asked, looking up at him. "Kill you?" Michael asked. "Because I- disobeyed." "Go." He then said. I furrowed my brows in confusion. "What?" "I love you, Sophia. Be safe." Michael said. "You said we needed to talk." I said slowly. "I just wanted to see you again, sister." "You should kill me. Who's disobeying now?" I asked smirking. "Go. Before I change my mind, Sophia." I nodded. "Goodbye Michael." I said softly and disappeared. I still need to get Castiel. I went into the Motel room the Winchesters were staying. "Castiel." I muttered as I saw him laying on the bed. "Come on. Stand up. Castiel. Cas!" I shouted. He slowly opened his eyes and whispered: "Dean? Sam?" "Better." I said smirking. "Sophia? What are you doing here?" He asked. "Saving your ass, captain side eyes." I grabbed him and we both disappeared back to the future.

I saw Sam standing in front of a mirror. He looked up and gasped. "Cas. Sophia." Sam turned around and helped me with Castiel. "Sophia! Cas!" Dean hurried our way too. "You know I'm an Angel. I could easily hold him." I pointed out. "Right." Dean muttered. Castiel suddenly lost consciousness. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." "Bed." I told them. We gently laid him down on one of the beds in the room. "Well, I could use that drink now." Dean muttered. "Yeah." Sam agreed, so Winchester poured three drinks. "Well... this is it." He said. "This is what?" Sam asked and took a sip. "Team Free Will. One ex-blood junkie, one dropout with six bucks to his name, Mr. Comatose over there, and the Angel-bait Angel. It's awesome." Dean said. Angel-bait Angel? "It's not funny." Little Winchester muttered as Dean took a shot. "I'm not laughing." I drank the whole drink at once and put the glass on a shelf. "You two gonna be okay?" I then asked them concerned. "Define okay." Dean stated and I gave him a sad smile. "See you next time, Winchester. Little Winchester. Don't do anything too stupid." I said softly, kissing Dean on the cheek. Wait, what? Before anyone reacted in any way, I left.

"And where, my dear sister, have you been?" I heard Gabriel ask as I wanted to go to 'my room'. "1978." I replied shortly, turning around. Gabriel was on the couch, looking at me surprised. "What were you doing in the past?" He looked like he wouldn't let that one go. "Saving Sam Winchester. Anna, you know. She wanted to kill him so the apocalypse wouldn't take place... I also met Michael." I muttered the last part, hoping he didn't hear. "You did? And you're still alive? What did he say?" Of course he heard. "Nothing- much." I sighed. "It's bothering you." Gabriel stated, as I sat down next to him. "Yes, Gabriel. It is. The whole- apocalypse is bothering me." I pointed out. "So- did you see Dean?" He asked and I groaned. "Gabriel." "Just asking, little sister, just asking." He defended. "Yes. And?" I snapped. "You should tell him, Sophia. And you know it." Gabriel said softly. "I'm- I'm done with this conversation." I muttered and stood up. "Okay. What's the worst thing that could happen, huh? Nothing. What are you so afraid of? Disappointing Dad? Disobeying?" He asked loudly and I turned around. "I don't- I would put him in danger, Gabriel. I can't do that." "In what way? What are you talking about?" He asked confused. "Goodnight, brother." I said and left the room, but not before hearing Gabriel say: "We're Angels, Sophia. We don't sleep."