firstly I'd like to say that i don't own any of the supernatural world (though i wish i did)

I've slight altered this chapter because i had a small epiphany earlier which made me decide that rather than just doing a random fic, i should do a continuation from the season 8 finale.

my friend and I where having an in depth discussion about the finale when i realised something

Angels are asexual, they technically have no gender and when they fall they just take a vessel which can be either male or female.
so what happens when they lose their grace? they become human, right. problem is, humans are either male or female so what gender would they be as humans?
then i thought, what if they were both!
what if their being was separated into a male and female counterpart….we'd be left with Castiel (like Jimmy Novak) but also with a female Castiel, you see where i'm going with this? ….
and so this fanfiction was born XP

okay one last thing, i'd just like the mention my friend superamazingsherlock (tumblr) who has been helping me with the plot for this XD

okay shutting up now :P enjoy the next chapter will be up very soon XD

Chapter 1

Dean sat at the bar, he downed his second well needed whisky and gestured for another. As the bartender slid the third along to him, someone slipped into the seat beside him.
Dean turned to the girl.
'Hey.' He said with a wink.
'Hello' the blonde smiled back, looking a little confused. Dean called to the bartender to get her a drink.
'Thank you Dean.' She said. Dean didn't remember introducing himself, he hadn't had that much to drink, had he?
'So,' Dean said leaning around to face her..
'Did it hurt?' He asked. The girl frowned 'did what hurt?'
Dean winked, 'when you fell out of Heaven?'
'Is that supposed to be funny?' She asked taken aback by the comment. 'Because it's not Dean, falling from heaven is a painful experience, it's not something to joke about.'
Dean stared open mouthed. What the...?
'Cas?' He said aghast.
'Of course Dean who else would I be?' the woman frowned.
'But you...your vessel...' Dean sputtered.
Castiel looked down at his...no, HERself.
'What's the matter?' She asked,
Dean shook his head 'you know what, never mind, you can tell me later. What happened to you? Where have you been…!?' but before Dean could finish, someone sat down on his other side. If Dean hadn't been leaning on the counter, he might have slipped of his stool.
'Cas!?' Dean asked.
'Hello Dean.' The angel replied.
Dean looked back and forth between the two Castiels sitting on either side of him.
'Okay what the Hell is going on!?' He exclaimed, unsure who exactly he should be asking.
Both looked at him confused, head tilted to the side, in synch with each other.
'Dean what's the matter?' 'Normal' Cas asked.
'What? Are you seriously telling me you see nothing weird about this scene!?'
The two Cas's looked at each other.
'Dean? Are you feeling alright?'
Instead of replying, Dean slid money across the bar to pay for the drinks and stood.
'Come on' he told them both. 'We're leaving, now.'
They looked at him with puzzled expressions, but obediently followed after the Winchester.
'Where are we going?'
'Back to the batcave. Maybe Sam'll be able to figure out what the Hell all THIS…' he gestured towards the two of them '…is about.'

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