1983 - The FireI smile as Dean Winchester, at age four, tells his little brother goodnight. John then picks him up and carries him to his bedroom, and Mary tucks him in, saying, "Angels are watching over us, Dean." She has no idea how right she is.
My name is Cassiopeia, and I am an angel. A special type of angel, in fact. I am a guardian angel. And my charge is the one and only Dean Winchester. He seems completely normal now, but my superiors tell me that God has an important role for him to play in the future.
I'm there, in the room with Dean, but at the same time I'm not. I myself don't fully understand the specifics. I'm kind of like a spirit; only part of my true form is here right now. I'm invisible, and am not as solid as a human. I hum a comforting tune and gently run my fingers through his hair until he drifts off.
I keep watch over him for hours. Then, I feel a dark aura nearby. In the house. A demon is here. I prepare myself to defend Dean.
There are noises from Sam's nursery minutes later. John exclaims in horror as it bursts into flames. Dean wakes up and goes to the room. I try to stop him, but I can't. For a four-year-old human, he's stubborn. He rubs his eyes tiredly and asks John, "What's going on?"
John hands him little Sam. "Take your brother out of the house Dean. Now. Go!" The whole house is burning now. I shield Dean and his brother from the flames and as much heat as I can. They make it safely outside, and I breathe a sigh of relief. My grace is vibrating; I was getting nervous. I'm happy the boys are now safe.
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