The Winchesters are famous for a few reasons. One being their reputation for being brutal monster murderers, and the other for their mysterious ways of coming back from the dead.
It has been five months since your death and your brothers, the Winchesters, are still trying to get by without you. Dean has tried every possible thing to try to get you back, including selling his soul, but no demon would dare make a deal with him now. He's tries to drown out your death with as much alcohol as possible. So there he lays, on the bed of a crappy motel, drinking beer. Sam had gone out to pick up some food for the two of them, leaving Dean with some time to think.
"Dean." A deep, gravely voice says causing Dean to jump and grab for his demon knife. "It's just me." The voice says. Dean relaxes and turns to face the blue-eyed angel. "Hey Cas." Dean says dully, quickly downing the rest of his beer, before tossing the bottle in the trash bin. Dean moves to snatch another beer, but Cas blocks his way with a serious expression plastered on his face. "I have important news that you might want to hear." Castiel informs him, not moving a single muscle. "Ok, what is it then?" Dean grumbles, reaching behind Cas to get another beer. Dean pops it open and takes a long sip. "The other angels have been talking." Cas says, pausing to see Dean's facial expression. "So." Dean says sassily. "I wasn't finished Dean." Castiel says sternly, clearly annoyed by Dean's lack of enthusiasm. "Ok, tell me then!" Dean half shouts, now getting impatient.
"The angels are saying that something's happened up in heaven. They're saying that someone got pulled out." Cas says, wary of Dean's reaction. Dean sets his beer down and sits on the bed, running his hands through his hair. "Do you think it could be Y/N?" Dean says quietly, hope filling his voice. "I don't know. Nobody knows who or what did it though, but if it is your sister then she might be in danger." Cas states.
Dean just stares at the ground, astounded. "How can we find out if it's Y/N?" Dean asks with worry clouding his green eyes. "We can't. I could try to listen in about it from the other angels, but the only way we would really know is if she contacts us."
"Damn it!" Dean suddenly shouts, causing Cas to jump a little. As if on cue Sam enters the motel room, setting down the food and moving to stand by Cas. He doesn't know why Cas is here, or what Dean is so upset about, but he knows that it can't be anything good.
"So what happened?" Sam asks, slightly nervous about what the answer could be. "Y/N, Sam." Dean says, still pissed. "If it is her." Castiel adds. "The angels have been talking." Castiel says, not making any sort of eye contact with either Sam or Dean. "They say that somebody has been pulled from heaven, and nobody knows what did it." Castiel briefly explains. There is a long, empty silence that fills the room as Sam thinks. "Did you tell Bobby?" Sam asks, locking eyes with Dean. "No, not yet." Even before Dean can finish his sentence Sam is already on the phone with Bobby, telling him the news. A few minutes pass while Sam talks with Bobby. Finally, Sam hangs up, and walks back to Dean and Cas.
"Bobby thinks it's Y/N." Sam informs the small group. "He says that we should go check out her grave." Sam suggests, turning away from the group as he starts to pack a small duffle.
Dean silently agrees, knowing that that is the best move the boys could make right now. He can still remember crawling out of the ground, finally over with the nightmare of hell. He's just hoping that heaven's "side affects" would be less traumatizing. "I agree." Dean says aloud, also grabbing a duffle and packing it. "We leave in ten."
The next day the Winchesters and Cas are already at your grave. They all hurry their pace while walking to your grave, anxious to see if anything happened. Once they arrive at your grave they all stare at the ground with mixed emotions. "Blood?" Sam says, crouching down to inspect it. "Looks fresh." He says, gazing up at Dean and Cas. Cas is currently staring at the untouched surface that is your grave. "I don't understand, I feel that something happened here, something big, but I just can't seem to place what did it." Cas says, shaking his head in a disappointed matter. "Um Sam, Cas, you might want to see this." Dean says, motioning towards something sitting on the ground as if it had been dropped. "That looks very familiar." Castiel says, examining the object carefully. "Dean, I think I know who did this." Sam says, picking up the item, and staring at it intently.
