I realize I spelled Enochian wrong in the previous chapters... Oops...  

Cas POV

He didn't know what he expected... Actually, he did. He expected Sam, or Dean, or Crowley, but not this. Not Enochian, not a teenage girl in the Enochian, and he definitely didn't expect that teenage girl to be bloody and chained to a chair just as Crowley was in the cellar. Why was she here? Do Sam and Dean know about this? He thought. When the girl saw him appear she was relieved, relieved and afraid. Did Sam and Dean bloody tell them about me?! I'll kill them! She thought. Castiel, being an angel, tried to read her mind, but found himself... Blocked. What the hell! He was so confused. He'd never been blocked off, not even by another angel, he couldn't really be.

Why? Why did he find her face so incredibly... Familiar...? Her clearing her throat brought him back to reality. "Ahem, why are you here?" Her voice sounded, polite, innocent, like music to his ears, and again... familiar.. "I-I umm... Who are you?" Cas asked in his normal, deep, awkward voice. She gave him a mischievous glare that reminded him very much of Gabriel, but he was dead and even so, he would never choose a girl as his vessel. Misfit could tell what he was thinking and a wave of sadness washed over her. A look of sorrow suddenly came over her face, but she quickly replaced it with her snide smirk and eyes that looked as if they rather enjoyed mischief. However, Cas did not miss the flicker of emotion that crossed her face and was rather taken aback.

Why would she care, he thought, I don't even know her, and anyone Gabe knew, I knew. Cas was brought out of this again, not by the girl clearing her throat, but by Sam walking into the room.

Sam POV

"What the-" said Sam as he saw Castiel, "What are you doing here Cas? I thought we put Enoooooo-" He got the hint from the venomous look that Misfit gave him. "Who is this?" said Cas, turning to Sam, pointing at Misfit. Now this Sam could answer honestly. "I don't know.." he said, "She honestly won't tell us.. Some secrecy thing or the next."

"But why is she tied up?" asked Cas in a blunt tone.

"Well..." said Sam rather uncomfortably.

"And why would you want to put Enochian around the house? That would keep me out."

"Well..." Sam began again. "Because I need help, and an angel might.. Disturb things." spoke up Misfit. Cas turned to her and Sam gave Misfit a look of gratitude for saving him from such an awkward situation. Cas tilted his head in the way he does when he's confused, "Disturb?" said Cas, "How so?"

"You might say I really need a break from angels." Cas again looked confused, more so than before. "Oh well.." said Misfit, "Maybe you'll understand some day.." Misfit shrugged in a way so like Gabriel's, for a second Sam thought he saw him in her. "What are you gawking at Gigantor?" asked Misfit who had turned her head to look at him in a rather child-like way. "Just thinking..." muttered Sam, who then walked out, wondering how well this... 'Thing' really knew Gabriel.

Misfit POV

She didn't know what else to do. She was looking at her extremely confused step brother and longed to tell him what she was, yet all she could muster to tell him without ruining everything was 'Maybe you'll understand some day.' Really? She was blocking Cas because she was afraid. She knew Cas was a mess, knew what he was thinking, knew how he had tossed the blade in his hands a few nights before, pondering... No! Cas wouldn't! No. He just wouldn't... Everything was so messed up. She was bloody and wounded and she didn't want Cas to see her in such a sorry state, burned, bruised, and battered. She didn't have a valid reason to not tell him, but she didn't have a reason why he needed to know. Yes you do, a voice in the back of her mind said, he's lost, alone, and confused, but now he's more confused because he kinda remembers you and thinks you're Gabe. Gosh I miss him. When will Dad be back...

It was now Castiel's turn to get her out of her revere. He suddenly looked angry and frighting and it's what he did next that tugged her back to earth in a hurry. He pinned her against the wall with his arm (Not that that did much good, the chair was doing fine on it's own, not to mention the chains.) "Where is Gabriel?!" he screamed. Misfit merely let her emotion show, she was sad and it was very clear that she was so. Castiel faltered and pulled away, turning his back on Misfit. "I miss Gabe too..." Misfit whispered. Cas turned around quickly with an angry expression on his face, "You have... No right to miss him..." he said with sadness in his voice. "Everyone has a right to mourn an angel... And after all, this means the sky has lost a star.. It's lost a very incredible star.." then Misfit began to cry, and she looked down as to hide what color her tears were.

Cas sat down, looked up at Misfit, and looked as though he was about to speak. He was teetering on the edge and then he was... Gone. Just like that. Gone. Don't leave, thought Misfit, I'm lost too...

Sam POV (Again...)

Sam heard the flutter of wings and knew that the angel had left their abode. Dean had been out on a job for two days (Just a few demons.) and Sam didn't know what to do. Then he remembered Crowley had not eaten in four days. He decided to check on Misfit first. Damn, thought Sam, that nickname has really caught on.. Sam walked in to see Misfit sitting with a tear stained face. But her tears were... Black? First gold blood and now this? Sam didn't know what to make of it and Misfit didn't look too great. Sam had pity on her and decided to cheer her up. Cheer her up? he said to himself, She's your prisoner! Nonetheless, he found himself saying, "Would you like to see Crowley? You haven't seen him in a week or more."

"It's been longer than that..." mumbled Misfit.

"Do you want to or not?" asked Sam, raising his eyebrow.

Misfit's head snapped up with some excitement at the prospect of seeing her friend, "Hells yeah!" Wait, thought Sam, didn't Gabriel say that when we were stuck in TV Land? Misfit read his mind and couldn't help but smile wider. (If possible.) "Ok then." said Sam nonchalantly. He unchained her and took her by the arm. She winced. Sam thought nothing of it, it was probably just a bruise. But Sam was wrong. It was a diagonal scar that Luci had given her with an angel blade many years, many years, before.