I do not own Supernatural. Those rights belong to Eric Kripke and the CW network. No matter how much I wish the adorable awkward angel, Castiel, belonged to me he does not. The plot that you recognize does not belong to me. Athena and her seperate plot do belong to me.

I'll never forget the first time I saw him. He was standing there awkwardly, just watching the children play on the jungle gym. Some might have thought badly of this but somehow I could tell he just enjoyed the laughter, the angelic innocence they possessed. When I laid eyes on him, I knew he was unlike me and the people around me. For I was able to see the things that normal humans could not see. I was gifted with the ability to see the faces of demons. I could see spirits that were hanging between the veil of life and death, the real idenity of a ghoul, a possessing ghost.. but what I saw before me was unlike anything I had ever seen.

He was wearing normal clothes, a black suit, a tan trench coat and a blue tie that hung loosely around his neck. I cocked my head to the side as I took in the rest of him. Around him, he gave off a golden aura. Even looking at him, I felt at strangely at ease. But even his gruff appearance, with his five o'clock shadow wasn't what I enjoyed the most about him. Two giant wings sprouted out of his shoulders, they were truely the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. They looked to be made of long, soft, white feathers. I longed to touch them, to feel their softness.. I wondered if I even could touch them.

I swallowed hard and reached the decision to approach him. I felt inferior to him, like I should bow down to what he was. An angel of God, standing right here before me.. I didn't want to believe my eyes. Of course, I was a firm believer in God but never in my life had I seen and angel. Evil on this world was everywhere, while the good was scarcely seen. He seemed to notice me as I slowly approached him. His blue eyes watched me, almost like he was curious of my actions. I licked over my lips as my green eyes once again found their way to his wings. I was amazed by their beauty.

"You're an angel?" I managed to speak with my voice sounding rather small and insignificant. His brows furrowed at me and he cocked his head to the side, almost like he was examining me. I nervously swallowed and tried to slow down my heartbeat. I'm sure he could tell that it was beating furiously inside my chest.

"What are you?" he asked me. His voice was low and his words sounded like a warning. I tucked a piece of my golden blonde hair behind my ear, allowing my hand to linger on my skin as I continued to meet his gaze. My eyes never left his even though I so desperately wanted to look away from him. I did not deserve to look at his angelic beauty.. The things I have done, the sins I've committed.. I fought to hold back tears even thinking about it. The things I am able to see, push me to do sin. I was simply unable to just allow those demons to roam this planet. I had no choice but to kill them, to kill their vessels.. "Who are you?.." The angel questioned more appropriately. I broke away from my thoughts and fell victim to the gaze of his piercing blue eyes.

"Athena." I said in responce. He continued to stare at me. I felt vulnerable. It was almost like he was looking through the green stained windows and into my soul.

"The Goddess?" He asked, his brow raising out of curiousity. A part of me was intrigued. Never before had I encountered a God. Quickly, I wondered what their aura would be like.. If it would be golden like the angel's aura before me. I was pulled out of my thinking as his gaze still seemed to stare into me.

I shook my head, "No. The human." I responded. I licked over my lips as I hesitantly looked away. I couldn't stand to witness his blue eyes stare into me any longer in fear that he could see the black tainted spot on my soul. From my peripheral vision, I saw him tilt his head a little towards me. Slowly, his tounge protruded from his mouth to wet his lips before he spoke again. He went to speak but suddenly decided to refrain.

"How was it you were able to sense me?" His voice was filled with curiousity. My hazel eyes shifted, looking from his blue eyes up to his magnificant wings. They floated magically in the air, the wind softly blowing through the snow white feathers. Suddenly they jerked inward as they were pulled closer to him. My eyes followed them before I threw my attention to the ground. "Wait.. You are able to see my wings?" Slowly I looked up to meet his intent gaze. I nodded my head. His lips formed into a partial smile, if you could even call it that.. His stone Façade faltered as his face softened towards me. "You are truely unique. I have not encountered anyone whom was able to see that visage." His voice led me to believe that he was shocked it could even occur that I could see his beautiful wings.

"Thank you I suppose.." I said, not exactly knowing what I should say. Blood rushed to my cheeks in a blush. I looked away momentarily, hoping that he would not know his compliment had my head soaring in the clouds. "How is it that I have never seen an angel before?" I changed the subject in hopes to learn why there was an angel walking the earth as a man. The angel's eyes flickered to the sky for a few seconds. It didn't go unnoticed. I wondered if he was looking for other angels.. or even something else.

"We have never had a reason."

Castiel, they have failed to stop the raising of Samhain. The seal is broken. I told you we should have obliterated this town. How you tolerate the humans is completely beyond my knowledge. I looked around to the source of the deep booming voice but it was nowhere to be found. Finally I looked to the angel, presumably this Castiel, for an answer. Before I could even choke out a question, he spoke quickly.

"I must go." His great white wings spread out before me, showing me their span. They looked to be a little over ten feet. The sun glistened through the feathers as he brought them down in one fluid motion. The gust blew past me, throwing my hair in every direction. I reached up and scratched my head. I let out a sigh before turning around and heading back in the direction of the motel I was staying at. No longer did I have the desire to go to the library to do some research on the town. Somehow, I knew exactly what I should look up. Samhain and the breaking of seals. It all sounded strange but I just had to know more. I knew this was the reason I was brought to this town. Intuition led me here and I wasn't about to leave..

Timeline; This story begins in the forth season, during the episode It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester. Athena stumbles upon Castiel while he is in the park.