Kasey Winchester

The first thing Castiel did when he found out about the seals, was to look for Kasey Winchester - the boys' long lost sister. He wasn't sure on how they'd react but he was running out of choices, Kasey was one of the only people he could trust with such a delicate situation and she'd know what to do, she was once a soldier like himself. He needed her expertise. He just wasn't expecting her to be a high-ranking demon - the last time he checked, she was still one of the lower levels, a foot soldier, like himself.

"Kasey," He muttered in silent surprise, masking his face to one of indifference when he saw her face - her true, demonic face. It was slightly horrifying, seeing the black smoke twist and turn to resemble somewhat of a face, darkened veins surrounded her eye sockets, and blackened lips made her look somewhat dead; the most disconcerting were the horns that stuck out the sides of her head, curling down - like a Ram.

But her human face - that was also a sight to behold yet one of pleasure and not of disgust. Kasey could've been mistaken for her mother, if not for her dark auburn hair and hunter forest orbs. He always wondered what she had to do to ask for her original human body and not obtain a vessel like the others.

"Castiel," She greeted with a grin, her eyes flashing black for a second - as it always does in his presence, "Long time no see, whatcha need?" Taking no notice to the Devil's Trap she was standing in, she plopped down the floor and crossed her legs, looking up at Castiel with a wide grin that crinkled the edges of her eyes. For a brief second, he was reminded of Dean, when he used to smile like that before his trip down to Hell and he wondered how she managed to keep so much of her humanity, even when they twisted her soul so much to turn her into a demon.

"I'm sure you already know why I'm here," He stated, sitting down awkwardly in front of her when knowing she was staring up at him like a child became uncomfortable for him.

"Ah, yes, the breaking of the seals, big 'ol Lucy gets spun from his cage. Why'd you come to me, though? I'm sure you have other connections to help you out," Kasey tilted her head at him, giving him another brief flashback to when Dean told him he looked like a puppy when he did the same. He shook his head, both to clear his thoughts and to answer her question.

"I've tried but all of Heaven wants this to happen, is helping to make sure it happens. The only person who I know that might help has been missing for eons and you're the only person I can trust to not double-cross us," Kasey scoffed but he could see in her eyes that she was completed floored at the trust he bestow in her while also pleased that he would ask for her help.

"You're forgetting I'm a demon, Castiel," He couldn't help but roll his eyes at her - she should know by now that he didn't care about her being a demon.

"You also know that you're not like other demons and that I don't care about you being one. Are you willingly to help or not?" He cut straight to business, something he knew she liked - she hated beating around the bush as much as he does. Kasey tapped a thin finger against her lips in mock consideration, a touch of her demonic side showing even if her eyes broadcast her agreement.

"And get a chance to torment my brothers who have no idea who I am? Count me in," She grinned at him again, bright red lips should've made it look sinister but it just made her more endearing. He broke the Trap and helped her up, giving her a quick smile before flying them over to Bobby's house, where the boys were holed up for the moment. Kasey looked around when they landed, eyes lighting up at the sight of all the old books and Castiel had to hold back a small chuckle when he noticed. Her gaze traveled over to her brothers - who were sitting on the couch, pouring over a few books that were layed out on the coffee table in front of them.

Only, they weren't reading the books, they were staring at Kasey like they've just seen a ghost - which, given that she was almost the splitting image of their mother facial-wise, wasn't that much of a surprise. Not that Kasey knew what her mother looked like but Castiel had shown her a few of his memories of her and Kasey had to agree that she did look a lot like Mary.

Dean was the first one to recover over his shock, Sam still trying to process what he was seeing, "Cas, who the fuck is this?" Kasey refrained from rolling her eyes at his demanding tone, instead she helped herself to one of the many books that were laying around, snorting in amusement when she picked one up about demons. Of course.

"Dean, Sam, this is your sister, Kasey," Castiel's point-blank statement had Kasey grinning into her book; she didn't have to look up to know the boys had equal expressions of an outraged shock.

"That's bullshit, we don't have a sister," Dean growled, glaring over at Kasey as if it'd make her disappear and she would've, too, if she hadn't already promised Castiel that she'd help. She might not know Dean personally but she knew of the Righteous Man and his time down in hell - to be frank, she didn't want to be on his bad side or the end of his blade.

"Like you didn't want to believe you had a half-brother, as well," The boys noticed Castiel's quick response to defend her and narrowed their eyes suspiciously at the two.

"Alright," Dean started off slowly, "if she's our sister, how come we never heard of her?" Kasey answered before Castiel could, knowing that even if he was her friend, he wouldn't withhold anything from Dean and there were a few things she didn't want her brothers knowing.

"Because John dropped me off at an orphanage the night he learned about Azazel, told the lady he handed me off to that he wanted nothing to do with me and took off with you two," She sent them a bittersweet smile, "No offense, of course. I went to a somewhat happy home, joined the Marines as soon as I turned eighteen and I never looked back. Best years of my life, they were, the Marines. I'm glad I made the choice when I did, don't want to know what would've happened if I didn't," She shrugged at their disgusted faces, thinking they were directed at her but they were really disgusted at what their father did.

"Why would he do that?" Sam asked quietly, looking at her from his spot on the couch. He was having a hard time digesting all this and a quick look over at his brother told him he wasn't alone in this situation.

"Who? John?" Kasey gave a short bark of laughter, closing the book with a snap that made all three of them flinch, "He never wanted a girl, let alone three kids. I was an accident, don't you get it? He only wanted boys, sons to carry on the family name and when Mary passed, the perfect soldiers to mold to his will. The man was an ex-Marine for Christ's sake!" Castiel had a flash of amusement at her use of blasphemy. Dean was already shaking his head in denial, opening his mouth to rebuke her statement about their dad doing anything like that but Sam - Sam just stared at her sadly, knowing full well what John was capable of when things didn't go his way.

Kasey just shrugged and walked over to the boys to take a look at their books - only to be forced back by an invisible wall. The boys immediately jumped up and backed away from her while she just starred up at the ceiling with distrust.

"Really? Who the hell is that paranoid to paint a Devil's Trap on their ceiling?" She tossed her hands up in frustration - Bobby giving an annoyed shout of "Hey!" from the kitchen - and plopped down on the floor again, glaring at her brothers while pouting at Castiel in hopes that he'd release her.

"Cas, what the hell?! You brought a demon here?" Dean shouted, ready to toss the knife Ruby gave them at her but the fact that she was his sister and looked so much like his mom made him hesitate.

"She didn't finish her story," Cas stated, dragging a chair from the far corner of the room into the Devil's Trap for Kasey; she just pouted at him as she took the chair and spun it around so she could straddle it. She gestured to the couch for them to return to their seats and they did so - rather reluctantly, she noted, and they also kept their weapons within reach and well within her line of sight. Kasey tilted her head when she looked closer at Dean's knife and sat straight up, gaze jumping from the two brothers before motioning towards the knife.

"Can I see that?" She asked, holding her hand out. When Dean made no intent to give her the knife, she widen her eyes and jugged out her bottom lip, making her best puppy-dog face in hopes he'd crumble; to her surprise, it actually worked. Dean huffed and slapped the handle of the knife onto her palm, earning him a wide grin and a quiet "Thank you".

Kasey turned the knife over and over in her hands before letting out a delighted laugh, beaming at the two brothers who just stared at her warily at the outburst.

"Where the hell did you find this? I've been looking for this for years! God, I thought it was gone forever," She asked, practically bouncing in her seat as she clung to the knife like a newborn child. Dean furrowed his eyebrows at her, trying to figure her out, while Sam just tilted his head at her.

"Ruby gave it to us," Sam explained and they watched as her good mood turn to murderous in less then a second.

"Fucking Ruby, of fucking course, the fucking bitch," Kasey grumbled to herself, white-knuckling the edge of the chair. "She stole this from me, which I don't know what for, if she wanted to kill me, it's not gonna be with this, lemme tell you," She mockingly laughed as she waved the knife around. Now, the boys were really wary of their sister - demon or not, she was scary when she got angry.

"Why won't that kill you?" Dean asked, forcing himself to speak calmly and think logically. Finding out that he had a sister and that she was a demon within the same hour was not doing well with his temper.

Kasey shot a look that just screamed 'God, you're an idiot', "Because I'm the one who made it, knucklehead," The boys' stiffened at the insult, brief flashes of Gabriel sprung to their mind, "You really think I'd make a knife that'll kill me, too? I'm not that dumb, sheesh," She rolled her eyes at them before tossing the knife back onto the table.

It was silent for a while - a rather uncomfortable silence if the four were honest with themselves - when Sam gathered up the courage to ask her the question they were all avoiding, "What happened?" Okay, so, he couldn't really out-right say it but he was hoping she got what he was hinting at.

"You mean what tragic effect made me make a deal and turn me into a demon, yes?" She teased, smirking at him when he sheepishly looked away from her but nodded all the same. Kasey hummed, smiling a bit as she recalled her human memories of her squad, folding her arms on the back of the chair and rested her chin on them.

"Remember me telling you I was in the Marines?" At their nod, she continued, "It was for them. We went into a reportedly abandoned building containing a bomb. No one knew about the second one hidden behind a door. I was far enough away that I survived the blast but not without losing my arm," She paused to rub at the phantom pain in her left shoulder, remembered what it felt like to have it torn off.

She ignored her brothers' horrified looks and continued, "The rest of my squad didn't make it, none of them. They all had someone to go home to - families, one of my men just had twins. I didn't yet I was the only one to survive. I knew about the supernatural and demon dealing, so when one showed up, I didn't hesitate. I made a deal to bring them all back and to alter their memories a bit - the blast still happened, they all got out alive but with minor injuries, expect I was the one that died in the blast.

"They took me straight down, didn't offer the normal ten years - or even bargain with me. They were desperate to get me to be one of them, to have a Winchester completely on their side. They just didn't expect me to hold on to a bit of my humanity, to my feelings and memories - didn't expect me to rebel against them and run. But hey, a Winchester doesn't do things half-assed, right?" Kasey gave a poor attempt at a smile, trying to hide the fact that she was still hurting from the time all of her family was dead for almost an hour. It was silent again - a rather somber tone this time - as the brothers processed her story. Dean, as always, was the first to recover, with furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips.

"But why did you make the deal?" He asked, gruffly, and Kasey wasn't the only one who was staring at him like he was the dumbest tool on the planet, three other shocked eyes swiveled over to him.

"Because they were my family, I went to their kids birthday parties, witnessed their weddings. They were. My. Family. Why did you sell your soul for Sam?" She spat back at him and felt a sick satisfaction at his flinch. "Don't be such a hypocrite, Dean, it doesn't become you," At her drawl, he clinched his fist and grind his teeth, fighting the urge to make a sarcastic comment because what she said was true - he made a deal to bring Sam back because he was family, he couldn't live without Sam by his side. Just because he didn't have the same family type that Kasey had, doesn't give him the right to judge others for theirs.

It was a tense silence once again and it took well over five minutes before Kasey sighed loudly, "Well, this has been fun but if you don't mind, I'd like to go home to my husband now," She raised her eyebrows at them in silent questioning and when no one said anything, she huffed and looked up, pointedly looking at the Devil's Trap that was keeping her there.

"Wait," Sam said quietly, keeping his head tilted towards the floor but glanced up at Kasey under his eyelashes every few moments, "How were you able to keep your human body?" She sighed, rolling her eyes behind closed eyelids. Of course he would ask that question.

"If this is about your demon playmate, I can tell you right now, she's better off in her current meat suit - you two might actually make cute babies," She added nonchalantly, grinning brightly while Dean made sounds that resemble those of a dying seal. "I went through great lengths to get my human body back and that's only because I was a favorite down there - Ruby, not so much, not when she made a deal to become a witch way back then. Even demons don't like those nasty whores," Kasey wrinkled her nose in disgust when she had to deal with one of those demon-y witches - not the best experience she'd like to discuss.

"Is there anyone else with their original body or are you just special?" Dean asked, rather sarcastically with a touch of curiosity - he's probably wondering if he'd be offered the same deal if Castiel hadn't pulled him out and he went full demon.

"Hmm," She hummed a bit, smirking as she remembered someone and knew the boys' will recognize her, "Bela Talbot, she's the only other one to keep their body," Her smirk widened when they both let out groans of exasperation. Kasey had some bonding time with Bela down in Hell and heard all about her little reign of terror on her brothers.

“Of course it’d be her,” Dean grumbled, standing up to get a drink. He’d need about ten more bottles of whiskey to even wrap his head around everything - he was still hung-up on the fact that he has a sister, let alone the fact that she was a fucking demon.

“Anymore questions or can I go now? I have a business to run, ya know, and my husband doesn’t like it when I’m late for our special nights,” She grinned, enjoying the shiver of disgust that all of the men gave, Castiel’s more prominent since he knows exactly who her husband is.

“Just one more,” Sam said, standing up to tower over her in the small circle. Kasey raised her eyebrow and stood up from her chair as well - she cursed silently when she barely made his chin. Even though she was fairly tall for a woman - roughly five foot ten - he still had an advantage with his six foot four self. When he didn’t speak and just stared at her, she let her eyes flicker black for a moment to bring him back to reality.

“Who’s your creator?” He demanded, crossing his arms to look even more intimidating, bicep muscles bulging against the soft plaid shirt. She mirrored his stance and raised her chin, felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up in a way to tell her that Dean was watching her from behind.

“Break the trap first then I’ll tell you,” Kasey demanded back, still-midnight eyes staring into her not-so-little brother’s hazel orbs. Sam hesitated for a moment, eyes flickering over her shoulder to converse quietly with Dean before he picked up a knife and flung it at the ceiling, slicing through the trap that was keeping her here. Sighing in relief, she flung herself against the wall behind her and stretched.

“Really hate Devil’s Traps,” She mused, feeling her spine pop deliciously in all the right places. Sam’s impatient throat clearing made her sigh in annoyance. “Pushy thing, aren’t you? Ask Dean, he knows,” She finished, staring at Dean with a meaningful look until she saw the realization and horror flood his eyes.

Humming in satisfaction, she turned to Castiel and said, “I’ll keep in touch and report if I hear anything. Call if I’m needed,” At his nod, she turned back to her brothers and with a cheerful wave, she dissolved into a cloud of swirling smoke.