Ellen was tempted to punch Castiel. Sorely tempted. But her mom was lying unconscious on the ground, apparently having been possessed. She really didn't care about him right now.
"Should've known you had something to do with this," she answered shortly as she pushed past him, kneeling at her mom's side. She couldn't believe how young she looked. A wave of homesickness washed over her, and she blinked away angry tears. Standing again, she whirled round, facing Castiel.
"Ok, so why the hell am I here?" She held out her arms, gesturing to their surroundings. "Because Mom being possessed - much as I want to know how the fuck that happened - isn't enough to drag me out of my life, my time, and bring me back here."