Chapter One:

"Get up pipsqueak!" the Coach yells from the doorway leading into my cramped bedroom. "We have drills to go over before the big boss gets here in three days!" When I don't respond from where I am lying in my bed, he sighs and walks in. He flings the curtains open and sunlight streams into the room. I groan but don't move, crap, now he knows I'm awake but just don't want to get up.

I can literally feel the mischievous grin on his face as he walks out. I'm worried about what is gonna happen now, but I'm still exhausted from yesterday's lessons. Coach Winchester was brutal.

A few minutes later I hear someone walk in, naturally I assume it's the Coach. "Go away!" I say forcefully even though it's muffled by the pillow my face is squished in.

Then all of a sudden, the covers are ripped off the bed and someone throws me over their shoulder. I yell out and punch his back, but he ignores me. I look up and see Coach Winchester grinning at me. But, if it isn't him carrying me out, then who is…?

My stomach drops when I realize who it is and I stop punching their back because I know it's absolutely pointless. Instead, I groan and drop my arms awaiting my fate. I don't even know what it's gonna be, last time he had to step in, he walked into my room with a megaphone. I was deaf for ten minutes and my ears wouldn't stop ringing all morning!

I close my eyes and accept that whatever is coming, I'm not gonna like it. That's when I hear the creaks of wooden planks beneath us and I realize where we are. My eyes snap open. "No! No! No! Wait!" I yell at the last second and he throws me into the lake. I scream as I hit the freezing water.

I resurface and see a group of teens, a few I have classes with, out on their morning run, laughing. I look up to see the bane of my existence standing on the edge of the dock, looking down at me, in a fit of laughter. "You suck, Dean Winchester!" I yell at him. I reach up and wrap my hand around his ankle, pulling him in as well. Now it's my turn to laugh.

When he resurfaces, he smirks and comes over to me. "Very funny, Thyme," he says. "You're gonna pay for that later!" I roll my eyes and splash water at him.

"Ooh! Scary!" I say sarcastically, which results in Dean pushing my head back under water. When I come back up, I shove him. "Dammit Dean!" Suddenly his hands grip my waist, pulling me into his chest. Just as he's about to kiss me, we get interrupted.

"Thyme! Dean!" Coach Winchester yells. "Enough of your fighting and get out of the lake!" Dean sighs and looks at me with his green eyes. No matter how much he annoys me, he will always be an attractive dude. Any girl here would be crazy not to kiss him. But, they don't despise him like I do, so I shove him off me.

"What the hell, Dean?!" I say and begin climbing back onto the dock. "What's the deal with you?" He climbs up too, and silently watches me walk away, probably checking me out.

I apologize to Coach Winchester, and my best (female) friend Charlie Bradbury hands me a towel. "Thanks Charlie," I say drying my hair.

"So, he threw you into the lake this time, huh?" she asks me and I shrug. "Hmm, he's getting better." I sigh and look at her.

"Don't encourage him! You know how he gets," I say, turning around to see Dean high-five his younger brother and my best (male) friend, Sam. Sam is really nice and always apologizes for his annoying brother, and we get along really well.

Coach Winchester walks over to us. "Well Thyme, looks like you're off the hook for today's lessons," he says and I nod.

"Did you really have to get Dean to wake me up?" I ask.

Coach chuckles. "I have to admit, I enjoy seeing him annoy you because at least you fight back. If that happened to any other girl, aside from you and Charlie, they would melt just at his touch."

I nod knowing it's true. "And they pass for hunters," I say. "Pfft!" Coach nods. "Anyway, what'd you mean by me having the rest of the day off?"

"Oh! Right! He's here."

Coach doesn't have to say another word because I know exactly who he is talking about, and I instantly light up. "Thyme?" he says from behind me. I spin around and leap into his arms, completely forgetting about the fact that I'm a drenched.

"CASTIEL!" I yell full of excitement.

"Hey, Thyme," he says laughing lightly. "I'm so happy to see you."

"You too, Cas!" I say, crying slightly from happiness. "I missed you so frigging much!"

"I missed you too."

For the rest of the day I show my adopted brother around my school slash home. He tells me about his adventures, but neither of us talk about our big secret. My big brother is an angel, and he was sent to Earth to protect me from demons, because there's a prophecy saying that I am going to help fix the world somehow. Here's what the prophecy says:

'The world will be in havoc, until a female, the name of a herb, will turn eighteen. She will unite with a man with the name of a fire arm, and together the world will become right.'

Whatever that means. I think about it every day and I still don't understand it. Castiel doesn't know either, but he knows that it will be in the history books. So, no pressure. I've just gotta live for another year and then hopefully it will make sense. I try not to dwell on it and have a relatively normal life. Aside from the fact that I'm at a boarding school made to train new hunters and I have an angel for a brother.

It's six at night now and Cas and I are sitting in a small cafe. "How's that Dean Winchester you've been telling me about?" he asks me and I shrug.

"He's the reason I got your clothes wet this morning," I say and take a sip of my tea.

He nods. "So what happened?"

"I didn't want to get out of bed, so his dad, Coach Winchester, got him to throw me into the lake," I say. "I was angry at him, so I dragged him in as well." Cas laughs.

"That's my girl," he says. "That reminds me of another prophecy of you." He pales when he realizes what he said.

I lean forward. "Wait, there's another prophecy of me?" I ask. "Cas, why haven't you told me?!"

"I can't tell you anything about it, I'm sorry I even mentioned it," he says with fear in his blue eyes.

"What?! Why?!" I ask. "What did the prophecy say, Cas?!"

That's when another angel appears, why do all angels wear the same sort of clothes? He has black hair spiked up and ice blue eyes. He doesn't look like the type of angel you want to mess with. Well actually, you don't want to mess with any of them, but he looks cold and unforgiving. "Dammit, brother," he says to Cas. "Why can't you keep your mouth shut?"

"Zadkiel," Cas says. "It's fine, she won't look into it any further. I promise."

"The hell I won't," I mumble.

"I'm sorry Castiel. But after this, you won't be able to see her anymore. Forgive me." Zadkiel turns to me and places his palm on my forehead. I hear my brother yell out for me but I get swept away into darkness. What the hell happened just then?!

I wake up the next morning, my head groggy and my memories of last night mesh together. I sit and rub ,y throbbing temples to look over and see Charlie sleeping in a chair beside my bed. "Charlie?" I say, my voice raspy. She immediately wakes up. "What happened?" I ask.

"I can't answer that, Ty," she says. "I'll get the person who can though." I nod, and silently she walks out. As I wait for her to return I listen to the faint sounds of students outside running the obstacle course. I hear Coach Winchester yell and I realize that I'm missing my first lesson. That's my class out there running the obstacle course.

I get up quickly and throw on my training shorts and loose grey t-shirt. I tie my long brown hair into a pony-tail and then slide on my running shoes. Just as I'm about to grab my drink bottle, Charlie returns Castiel walking in behind her.

"Castiel?" I say and he pulls me into a hug. "What happened last night?"

"Just before we were going to go into the café some demons jumped us. They attacked you, they ran before I could do anything, and I had to heal you. You blacked out and I brought you back here," he explains. I nod hugging him back. When we pull away, Charlie has left. "I failed you, Thyme, I have new orders."

"What? You didn't fail me, Cas. You-you saved me," I say. "What're your new orders?"

"I can't see you anymore," he says, the pain clear in his voice. "I did a poor job of looking after you, so another angel will be protecting you."

"But you're my brother," I say, tears threatening to spill over. "They can't keep me from seeing my only family."

"I'm sorry, this is the last time I will see you," Cas says and hugs me again. "I love you, Thyme. Goodbye." A second later my arms are empty and Castiel is gone. I clench my fists holding in my tears and take a deep shaky breath. I didn't even get to tell him that I loved him too.

Hi, so this is my first fanfic, so I'm a little worried about what you will think about it. I'm hoping to continue this story, since I'm really enjoying writing it. It'd be awesome if you could fav and follow, and I hope to get the second chapter out soon since I have already written it and I'm editing it now. Thanks, The Bookworm est. 2000