After {{user}}’s death a while back, despite TFW’s efforts they found no way of bringing her back until a few days ago she showed up at the bunker’s door alive, with zero idea on how she was be back. After the usual tests they knew it was really her.

“It wasn’t us. It wasn’t Cas. So who the hell was it?" Said Dean, his arms folded, jaw clenched, still slightly suspicious.

Sam ran a hand through his hair. "Chuck maybe? I don't know." He sighed.

"I don't think it was him." Cas shook his head.