(A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Nonja18 because I would have be completely stuck at this point. I had ideas and Nonja18 helped me sort them out. Thank you)
Kendra lay on her bed at her dad’s house listening to Sam’s screams from the basement. He was pissed because they had locked him in her father’s safe room for basically a detox. Sam had been acting like a drug addict and now they knew why. Sam had been drinking demon blood and becoming increasingly more demonic and evil. His demeanor had changed greatly and now they know why. Even Castiel couldn’t do anything about it, not that he would answer their calls to begin with. Kendra finally got up from her bed. She had been depressed since Castiel had ignored them and walked away from them a few days ago. Now she was ready to get up, to move one. If he was choosing to ignore her, then she could ignore him. Or at least she could pretend to ignore him. So instead of being depressed over him she got up and went to find her father outside working on one of the cars.
“Hey daddy” She leaned against the door frame of the garage as she looked in. Bobby leaning to fix the car he was working. He stood up straight, stretching his back as he looked over at Kendra.
“How are you feeling?” Bobby knew she had been depressed but he didn’t know the reason. She had refused to tell him and if Dean knew, which he probably did, he didn’t say anything to Bobby.
“I’m doing better; I was going to work on some cars… I can finish what you are doing, if you’d like break” Kendra smiled at him. He gave her a quizzical look.
“With a broken hand?” Bobby asked, she looked down at her hand. She almost forgot that she had broken her hand on Anna’s face last time she saw her.
“I can do some stuff, you taught me everything” She looked up at him and smiled. He was her father and she loved him but she wanted to be alone. It must have been written on her face.
“You want to be alone?” Bobby shook his head. He put the towel and the tool he was using down on the work bench near where she was standing. “Just, don’t… do anything stupid.”
“Dad, I’m fine, really” She smiled. “Cas left us, that was his choice… it hurt, I thought he truly cared, thought he had changed, but if we want to help Sam then we all need to move on. I have.”
“Kendra?”
“No, I really haven’t. He hurt me dad. But I want to fix Sam and that’s more important to me” She smiled. Her dad now knew she cared about Castiel, but to what extent he didn’t know, because honestly neither did she.
“I know” He hugged his daughter tightly before he went into the house. She watched as he disappeared inside. Then she walked further into the junk yard and looked up at the sky.
“Castiel, please we need your help” Kendra kept her eyes on the sky; maybe if she pleaded with him, he would show up. She lowered her gaze to the ground and closed her eyes. To any one passing by it would look like she was praying, in a sense she was. She was praying that God would send her, her angel. “Please Cas… Sam’s locked up, Dean’s drinking all the time and my father is doing everything and anything to keep himself occupied, he won’t talk about Dean or Sam and…I don’t know what to do… Please … I need you Cas.”
“Unfortunately for you, Castiel is otherwise occupied” Kendra turned to look behind her. A tall man in a suit with thinning hair stood behind her. She cocked her head. She hadn’t met many angels, but she was pretty sure this man was an angel. He was observing her and it was making her nervous. “So you’re the human woman who killed Uriel”
