It had taken a few days but someone had finally gotten word from a Winchester. Samandriel and Madisen were correct, few people suspected they were lying. Someone let out word that Samandriel was alive and with Madisen. Most hunters were cautious of her lying, not that they had any room to talk in her opinion. Others were supported her and had not so secret message of: don't touch the angel or the girl.

For the moment Samandriel and Madisen were inseparable, neither one wanting the other to get hurt. They did hunts together whenever leaving Fort Collins. Then one day Madisen was messaged by Charlie to meet her at the Winchesters bunker. At first she didn't want to go and expose Samandriel to them, but then he defended that they were the ones to help get him out, which she had conveniently ignored until that point. So now both were headed to Kansas.

Madisen was uncomfortable the entire way. An angel and a skinwalker on their way to a hunter hideout with three hunters, one still in training. But the other two were the freaking Winchesters! And while Dean said he wouldn't hurt her, she still wasn't sure, and she wasn't even sure what to do about Sam. Chances were Dean had already told him so all she needed to do was wait for a reaction.

As they turned up the dirt road Madisen gripped the steering wheel in uncertainty and glanced at Samandriel. They still hadn't found any clues as to what happened that night, but as far as any of them could tell Samandriel was still an angel, yet at the same time he wasn't. His connection to heaven had been cut off, but angel radio was working. Reports had come in about angels without wings, but they could still heal. They also learned that the angels were forming factions, though they didn't know why.

Through some experimentation they figured out he still had wings, more than likely a side effect of not falling a few hundred thousand miles an hour. From what they could gather in rumors and angel radio told them that the Winchesters were, for once, not responsible. That it had in fact been Castiel and another angel by the name of Metatron to cast out the entirety of the heavenly host. Now every single angel was on earth, though many were still finding vessels. With that they had to up the security around the cabin. If word got out, more than it already had, that there was an angel with wings around the factions would stop at nothing to have him. Not to mention demons. This only served to strengthen Madisen's decision in keeping Samandriel close.

While she couldn't see it, Samandriel was nervous too. Sam and Dean had left a long impression on her after that encounter with the djinn. As far as they knew Sam didn't know, and Dean promised to not hurt her next time they talked. Neither he nor Madisen believed the 'never' in the promise.

The moment they were around the last bend in the driveway Madisen noticed Charlie skipping from her car and into a hug from Sam. Madisen stepped from her truck, followed closely by Samandriel, who had a hood covering most of his features. A small safety precaution both agreed on.

"Hey," Sam greeted. "Nice to see you again Madisen, but what are you doing here? And who's this?"

"He's..." Madisen searched for an answer but came up with nothing. "He's a little difficult to explain. As for the first question, I'm here because Charlie called me here."

Both turned to the woman in question who shrugged and threw her hands up in a defensive manner. "Oh don't look at me like that Sam! I figured that we might need an extra pair of hands on this project."

Sam coughed awkwardly. "Alright well, uh, let's head inside."

Charlie was in the bunker first, followed by Sam, Madisen, and Samandriel, in that order. Dean was at the world table and stood up to greet Charlie. He gave her a big hug.

"Hey, thanks for coming."

"Not a problem, especially since I got fired last week."

Sam set her bag on the table, and glanced over in confusion. "Hey, what? What happened?"

"Turns out the company I work for was outsourcing to child labor, so I took a big Wikileak all over that. And, yeah. It's cool though. It's given me more time to focus on my hobbies... like larping, macrame, and hunting."

Dean's face became alarmed and Sam also looked concerned. Madisen had figured that Charlie would continue on this path, but she thought the probability of it would have been so small that there was little to no chance. Obviously she needed to go back to the drawing board.

"Excuse me?" Dean asked.

"Okay. It was just a couple little cases. I took down a teenage vampire and a ghost... which sounds like a Y.A. novel if you say it out loud."

Dean glanced from Charlie, to Sam and then to Madisen. His eyes briefly flicked over her shoulder to Samandriel before they landed back on Madisen. She could see his question beginning to form.

"It wasn't me this time," Madisen insisted. "This was all her. I haven't seen any of you since last we all met."

Dean nodded slowly and turned his attention to Charlie. Apparently Madisen saying that she wasn't helping Charlie hunt didn't settle Sam. He was still concerned.

"Charlie, how'd it go?" Sam asked.

"It was, uh... It was intense. But I kind of wish hunting was more... magical, you know?"

Dean rolled his eyes and Sam was confused. Magical? Was there anything about blood, death, and gore that was magical? Charlie shook her head.

"Never mind. So, where is this Commodore 64 of yours?"

Sam chuckled. "We'll show you. But first..."

He gave Madisen a look and looked toward the figure none of them knew. Madisen nodded and turned to Samandriel. It was his choice to keep the hood on or off. Knowing him he would choose to take it off because it would prevent them from working efficiently. That and it was rather stupid to hide from the Winchesters.

Samandriel reached up and pulled the hood away. Sam and Dean were thrown through a loop when they saw the angel, and Charlie was mildly confused at their reactions. Madisen took note of it. So maybe they hadn't heard the story of the angel living with her. Although, she conceded, even if they had she doubted they would have guessed who.

"Am I missing something?" Charlie mumbled.

"Alfie?" Dean asked. He was trying to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. "Castiel told us you were dead. He said your body couldn't handle the wounds and your grace exploded."

Madisen snorted unamused. "Yeah well, he would say that."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"I was in town the night you guys raided that warehouse. I tailed you out of mild curiosity and waited to see what would happen. Imagine my surprise when Castiel shows up with a half dead angel. From what I could tell Castiel was about to kill Samandriel before I banished him. Then I took Samandriel and hightailed it out of there. He's been with me since."

That was just the abbreviated version of the story but it was the important details they needed to know.

"But Cas would have told us. He-"

"You make it sound like Castiel has never lied before."

Sam tried to reply but he couldn't. The entire room, with the exception of Charlie, knew that the Leviathan incident was caused by Castiel and Crowley, the king of Hell. But Sam and Dean had known Castiel for years, knowing his lies.

"Alright fine," Dean sighed. "Cas lied, but it doesn't matter. Alfie is still alive. So I say, let Charlie have her fun with the dino-computer, and then a movie marathon."

Madisen stared at Dean. "That's it? No questions asked?"

"Oh I'll ask questions later but for now, Alfie's alive and I call that a win," Dean grinned.

Madisen's phone vibrated in her hand and she glanced at the screen. It was an emergency notice, a hunter in distress and she was the closest person. She glanced at Sam, Dean, Charlie, and Samandriel, the last of whom was the only one staring at her. But the rest slowly looked over when they noticed.

"I'm sorry guys but I really have to go, H.I.C. with a ghoul. Samandriel, are you coming?"

Samandriel looked around shyly and shook his head, "I think I'll stay."

Madisen nodded and rushed back up the steps to the metal door. "Alright, have fun. Also Charlie, sorry but I cannot help right now, you know the code. Sam, Dean, I'll be back within the next day."

Just like that Madisen was out the door and the four occupants of the Men of Letters bunker were left to themselves. Sam and Dean stared at the door while Charlie and Samandriel stared at them, both with varying degrees of amusement. Sam turned to Charlie and pointed at the door.

"H.I.C. means Hunter In Crisis," Charlie explained. "Whenever someone is in danger or needs help on a hunt they send out an S.O.S. and whoever is nearest will be notified. If they don't answer it goes to someone else, and so on."

Dean laughed, "That's actually pretty clever. Who came up with that?"

"We both did. Now enough about that, what about this dinosaur in the basement?"

Samandriel was as relaxed as he could be without Madisen being nearby, but he knew the Winchester brothers would never try to hurt him. He could get along with Charlie rather well, she often called him her little brother. She was easy to talk to. Sam and Dean would be a little harder to communicate with, he didn't know them as well as he did everyone else in his life. And to make things stranger, Sam had something about him that was familiar, yet different. But he shrugged it off and followed the three further into the bunker.

While she knew Samandriel was fine with the brothers and Charlie, Madisen couldn't help but nervously shake her leg up and down as she drove to the aid of the other hunter. Charlie would look after him, she reasoned. However, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was missing something. Either Sam smelled weird, or she was beginning to catch a cold. Madisen rolled her eyes and tightened the grip on her steering wheel. She was just imagining things.

The trip to the town where the ghoul was took a few hours. Madisen would help out, spend the night, and go back the next day. Simple as that. As it turned out, not so simple after all.

Vlad, the hunter she tried to help, thought the monster was a ghoul. Ding dong, he was wrong. It was actually a werewolf that had been feeding from the dead, eating entire bodies rather than just the heart. To top it off, that werewolf was mated to another, and they had a murderous werewolf on their hands right after they offed its mate. Madisen had threatened Vlad at least four times by the time they killed the second werewolf. Vlad knew why other hunters feared her.

All in all, Madisen hadn't gotten any sleep, yet it was normal. But taking down two werewolves with an idiot drained her. So when she walked back into the bunker to see Charlie as she grinned down at three bruised faces, Madisen felt a vein throb in her head and she slowly brought her hand up to her face. She sighed loudly which brought attention to her.

"I was gone for a day. Just one. What happened?" Madisen groaned.

One or two beers later and Madisen had been caught up. Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz was real, so were the witches. The Wicked Witch of the West had tried to bring her armies to their world, and failed because Charlie stabbed her with ruby slippers. But not before Sam, Dean, Dorothy, and Samandriel and gone at it while Charlie took care of the witch. Although Madisen had to be proud when she heard Samandriel had gotten a few good hits on the men in defense of Dorothy.

"Wow," she chuckled. "You guys definitely had a better adventure than me."

"Yeah, you can say that again," Sam agreed.

"We're gonna see Dorothy off, you coming?" Charlie asked.

Madisen shrugged and followed the two through the bunker. They arrived just as Dean parked the impala and he and Dorothy climbed out.

Dean grinned and waved Madisen over, "And here is our last trooper. Baby looks good in here, huh?"

"Not bad," Sam grinned.

"She does look amazing in here," Madisen nodded.

Charlie grabbed Dean and led him off to the side. Madisen vaguely wondered what it was about and turned her attention to Sam and Dorothy.

"Dorothy, I, uh, I found something in the archives. Pretty sure it belongs to you."

Sam handed Dorothy a copy of The Wonderful World of Oz. Madisen almost snorted but she looked away last minute to cover the shudder of laughter.

Dorothy smiled. "You have no idea how odd it is having a series of books written about you."

"Actually, I-I do know, uh, and it is definitely weird. But you know what? End of the day, it's our story, so we get to write it."

Madisen nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly with Sam. And for this go round on books, she did know what they were talking about. Last time she was in the bunker she'd had no clue. Imagine her surprise when she found a series of books written about the two brothers. Madisen had found it hilarious at the time and borrowed the first book from the library.

Then as she went through the series, she slowly grew to understand them, even if she didn't when she was only feet away from the brothers. It was strange, but she could guess what drove them to hunt, and she found that she didn't blame John. Not entirely. He wanted revenge on the demon who killed his wife. Even so, she couldn't forgive him either. She'd been twelve when he tried to kill her and she still had a scar from that night. Perhaps it was the difference between John and his sons that let Madisen stick around. Dean didn't seem to mind her being a skinwalker. Sam, she suspected knew, but he didn't seem bothered either. These men didn't kill her just for what she was, and she hoped they kept her around because of who she was.

"Not bad for a bunch of librarians," Dorothy complimented as Dean and Charlie joined the group. "You mind keeping an eye on my bike for me?"

"Yeah, yeah, as long as you don't mind me taking it for a spin once in a while," Dean bargained, grinning.

"Deal. Thank you for everything. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a rebellion to finish." She turned to Charlie. "So, you coming or what?"

"What?" Charlie asked, surprised. "With you? To Oz?"

"Yeah. You said you were looking for adventure. Well, here it is, Red. Come help me find my damn dog."

"You have no idea what's in Oz. I mean, t-there's flying monkeys, armies of witches. There's all kinds of danger," Dean said, concerned for his friend.

"Promise?" Charlie asked, as she lit up like a Christmas tree. Sam and Dean didn't get to answer before Charlie pulled the two into a hug.

"If you need anything, just, uh, tap your heels together three times, okay?" Sam asked.

"Me? What about you crazy kids? You gonna be alright without me? Take care of yourselves, boys." Madisen was surprised when Charlie pulled her into a hug too. "You be careful. And take care of the boys. Especially Samandriel, he's too cute to die."

Madisen snorted and rolled her eyes. Then she saluted the redhead. "Yes ma'am!"

Dorothy and Charlie turned and inserted the key into the double doors at the end of the garage. They pushed them open, revealing a beautiful landscape with a yellow-brick road running through it. In the distance Madisen could see the Emerald City. The trio watched as Dorothy and Charlie walked into Oz and turned to wave goodbye. Then the doors closed behind them. Sam and Dean shared a look and pushed the doors open, but it was just the underground tunnel that led out of the garage.

"Think she'll be back?" Dean asked.

"Of course. There's no place like home," Sam nodded.

"I feel like hitting you for that pun, but honestly it was a really good one," Madisen mumbled. A thought struck her and she looked around. "Where's Samandriel?"

"Alfie? He's in his room, it's next to the one we gave you last time," Dean shrugged.

Madisen thanked him and skipped from the room. She wasn't two steps from the door when she paused and looked over her shoulder to the men staring at her.

"You should get some salve for those bruises," she advised. "Come see me later, I've got some."

Then she was through the door and making her way to Samandriel. She knocked softly on the door and walked in when she received an okay. Samandriel was sitting on his bed which, to her amusement, was another copy of The Wonderful World of Oz.

"What do you think so far?" Madisen asked.

"It's amusing and strange, but overall a good book," Samandriel answered.

"Come on then, you know the drill. Up," Madisen commanded lightly.

Samandriel rolled his eyes, sat up, and stared at Madisen. She gripped his face and slowly turned it side to side, eyeing the bruised cheek and split lip. Both were minor injuries, but that didn't stop her from pulling out a small jar of healing salve and applying it to his cheek.

"I can heal myself, you know," Samandriel reminded. He wasn't bothered, she did this often.

"Yes, but I love taking care of you," Madisen grinned down at him. She put the salve away and ruffled the angels hair. "We're staying the night, and possibly tomorrow. You up for doing nothing?"

Samandriel shrugged, grinned, and held up his book. "There are a lot of these I can read."

"Nerd," Madisen snorted.

"I'll have you know I'm an angel," Samandriel defended in mock offence. The two laughed and Madisen shook her head.

"Night, love you kiddo," Madisen said as she pulled him into a hug. Then she smiled and walked from the room, waving a last goodbye as she left.

"Night."

She didn't notice Samandriel whisper 'mom' at the end of his sentence. Instead Madisen made her way to her own room and immediately went for a shower. She still had werewolf blood in all the wrong places. The moment she was out she wrapped a white, fluffy towel around herself and left the bathroom. Imagine her surprise when she found Dean standing in the doorway staring at her.

"Uh, hi," Madisen said.

Dean was quiet for a moment. "Healing salve?" he asked.

Madisen slowly made her way to the bed in the center of the room and reached inside her jacket. She pulled out the salve. She turned to walk to the door and give it to Dean only to notice he had approached the bed. Madisen stared up at the man and didn't move. He was handsome alright, definitely. She licked her lips nervously and looked down, staring at the salve in her hand. Then she looked up and held out the salve.

"Here," she said.

"Uh, thanks."

The two stared at one another for a moment longer before Dean took a step back, and then another. Then he was at the door, waving goodbye, and the door was closed. Madisen stared after him, standing there minutes after Dean had already gone. Then she shook her head to clear her mind. Weird.

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Yo! I'm back! Sorry for the wait, I have no excuses. So, we see Samandriel and Madisen having a mom and son moment, awe! And Dean and Madisen having a tension moment, if you know what I mean. Your thoughts on either?

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