"I know," Ellen said, one side of her mouth quirking up. "Trust me, I know what I'm asking." She held her arms up, gesturing to the barn around them, the world beyond that. "You think it's been easy being me? Seeing you, and mom, and it not...not being you and mom?" She flicked her hair out her face, irritably.
"Damned if I know what it is. The wing-ed wonder wasn't exactly forthcoming." Her voice suddenly became deeper, husky - a passable imitation of Cas' tone. " 'Your presence is the only solution that may prevent their deaths'." She rolled her eyes. Ellen was not a fan of Castiel, in any way shape or form. He'd caused too much turmoil in her life, taken her dad away too many times.
"And he gave me this," she added, tugging her necklace out from under her top, showing Dean the amulet. The charm clacked gently against green plastic, Sam's soldier that in this time was still wedged in the ashtray of the Impala.