Quick Note: So my Evelyn is a half sister to the Winchester's. They found her after Adam died and I'm in the process of writing kind of a prequel so she can be intro'd properly. This story is mostly about Evelyn and Cass, with a few favorites sprinkled in.

I of course do not own any of the characters (just Evey) and all credit goes to Kripke & Co.

Chapter 1: Wings of Beginning

I stood at the stove trying to cook for myself and not burn it, when I heard a soft whoosh behind me and I knew. "Hello, darling".

Rolling my eyes up, focused intensely on the skillet in front of me, keeping my movements measured. "Balthazar…you apparently didn't get the memo." I grumbled.

There was a pause before he answered. "What memo?"

The smug narcissist sounded surprised, causing me to smirk at his disadvantage.

I stayed silent, enjoying the moment. I heard another soft whoosh and grinned thinking he'd gone.

"She means the memo about her not entertaining angels or their schemes anymore."

My head snapped up and I spun around.

"Cass!" I rushed up to the stoic angel, throwing my arms around his neck for a hug.

He huffed as we collided. Cass stood there looking confused for a minute, then moved his arms up slowly and wrapped them loosely around my waist.

"Hello, Evelyn." He let me hold him a moment more, before reaching up to remove my arms from him. Balthazar stared at us, brow arched with curiosity. "Well, isn't that interesting."

I glared at him as I stepped back. "Go away, you." He simply looked at me, clearly amused.

"Was there something you wanted, Balthazar?" He straightened. "Ah, yes, of course. Well…"

I stared at him expectantly. "Yes?" He smirked. "I don't think I want to tell you now."

I rolled my eyes, annoyed at his obvious attempt to bait me. "Then I guess you can leave then."

Cass sighed. "We don't have time for this." I sighed too. "Then, tell him to quit playing around and be straight out with it!"

Cass looked at Balthazar for a moment. "Oh alright, I'll play nice."

He cleared his throat. "You, my dear, have been chosen"

I groaned. "No. We are not doing this again. Dean said no, I'm saying no. I'm his half-sister; I'm not half-stupid."

Cass turned to look at me as I spoke, his lips turning in an imperceptible smile.

Balthazar sighed. "That isn't what we want you to do." "I don't really care." I snapped.

"Evey." Cass regarded me quietly. "You should hear what he has to say."

I gazed at Cass, the tone of his voice causing alarm bells in my head.

"What's going on, Cass?" He shook his head, turning to the other angel. "Just tell her."

I stared fixedly at the always dapper angel. "Tell me…what."

Balthazar chuckled lightly, leaning on my counter. "Like I said, lovely, you've been chosen."

I let out a frustrated sigh. "Chosen for what, the special Olympics?" Balthazar snarled.

"No, to be a mother." He ground out the last word like broken glass.

"A what? What are you talking about?" I turned toward Cass, confused. "Cass?"

He just looked at me with sad eyes. "You're to be a mother, Evey. A mother to the Christ."

"I'm sure you know the story of Mary and Jesus and all that." Balthazar interjected.

I nodded at him, still looking wide-eyed at Cass. I was getting the feeling something deeper going on.

"Are you going to give me the untold true version of the Christmas Story now?"

Balthazar shrugged. "The parts that are relevant, I suppose."

I rolled my eyes. Typical. " Alright then, lay it on me, Feathers."

Balthazar made a rude noise, but shook it off and started spinning his story.

"The bible says Jesus was conceived by God simply placing a child in Mary's womb.

While that is possible for God to do and in Mary's case it was; in order for Jesus to possess the powers he displayed, he must be an angelic being or half angel."

I stared blankly at Balthazar. "Ok, I can see that logic. God made a half-angel child and gave it to her. Dean told me about the half-demon child, so it makes sense to have an opposing spectrum. Go on."

He glared at me. "Don't be presumptuous, girl." I held my hands up to show passivity. "Just keep going, angel boy."

He shot me an odd look, but continued. "In this case, we do not have God available for such a task. We must use other, lesser methods."

I arched a brow, here we go.

I glanced at Cass, catching his glare at Balthazar. "What is this method, precisely?"

Cass was acting very weird. Balthazar let out a bitter-sounding laugh. "To put it bluntly, sex."

Cass stiffened and I simply stared at both of them. "Wait, what?"

Balthazar laughed again. "You have to have sex."

I kept staring. "Sex…with an angel…are you insane!" I felt frenzied.

So this was the ball drop, the reason they were here.

I had to get it on with an angel to produce the new Christ-child? How many kinds of wrong was that! Wait, that was why it was Cass and Balthazar- as the only 2 angels I was friendly with, I had to choose 1 of them to lay… I looked at Cass, hoping to see something that said I was wrong.

But Cass was looking back at me strangely, his eyes full of sadness…and hope? "Cass?"

"Evelyn, what Balthazar has told you, it's the truth. You have been chosen for this and it must be this…method."

I knew my eyes were wide with disbelief. "I must choose 1 of you…to have sex with…?"

Balthazar gave a harsh laugh.

"Believe me, lovely, I don't fancy it much either, but would you rather it be an angel you don't know?" He looked encouraged.

I felt like punching him. "Is it the sex that disgusts you, or sex with me?" Balthazar smirked.

"Neither, really, I just find you insufferable and loud."

I looked over at Cass and he had fire in his eyes, aimed at Balthazar. What was going on?

These two were brothers, why would Cass be so angry at Balthazar.

I turned back to Balthazar.

"So, just to be clear. I have been chosen to have sex with an angel of my choice in order to produce another Jesus. But why is it so important to have another Jesus?"

Cass sighed. "He is to be a powerful ally in the fight against Lucifer. Like a general of sorts."

He looked at me like he was looking at my soul.

"Evey, this is important, but if you don't want to do this, we will find someone else."

Balthazar made a choking noise. I thought about refusing outright, but still, the way Cass was looking at me…I needed to think.

"Is there a deadline on this?" Balthazar looked stunned. Cass actually smiled a bit.

"No, but there must be an answer soon." "Ok, Cass…I'll give an answer soon. Thanks."

Balthazar made a rude noise, but Cass looked at me a moment longer and then they both flew off.

As soon as I was sure they were gone, I grabbed my phone and called Bobby. When his gruff hello picked up, I started spilling it out…

"So, you mean to tell me, they told you this plan, and you didn't tell them to shove it?"

I pulled the phone away from my ear. "Jeez, Bobby, don't blow my speaker."

"Did you learn nuthin' about angels when you saw what they did to Dean?"

"Yes, I know Bobby, but this is Cass, do you really think he would screw me over? He didn't with Dean."

"Evey, don't get me wrong, Cass is good people; but you have to know how messed up this is."

"I know, but I can see it from their side. They're losing this war and need all the help they can get, right?"

"Are you actually considering this?"

"I dunno. Maybe? I mean, it's not like with Dean when they wanted to torch half the planet."

"Evey, you can't really be serious?"

"I haven't made a decision yet, Bobby…but would it really be so bad? I mean, it not like a possession."

"I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that." He sighed. "Listen, I get what you're tryin to say."

"Just think it through first, I mean really think it through…and call me first, before you make a final answer."

"Ok, Bobby, I'll talk to ya later then. Bye"

A couple days later, I got a knock at my door. It opened before I could answer though, and in blew Dean and Sam. Sam with a big hello and a hug, Dean with a scowl. "Get your stuff."

"Uh-huh. So, Bobby called you."

"Yep, so you're coming with us. I gotta keep you from doing sumthin' royally stupid."

"Nice wordplay, but I'm not going."

"Actually, you are." Sam gave me a smile to soften the words.

That kinda surprised me, Sam usually loved the crazy plans.

"You don't think I should do it?" I felt betrayed for some reason.

Sam shook his head. "I think it's all kinds of wrong."

I huffed a sigh. "So you're gonna kidnap me like some whacked out intervention?"

Sam started to brood, while Dean just got mad.

"We're not kidnapping you, we're trying to protect you!" Dean's eyes blazed.

I stared back without blinking.

"Protect me from what exactly? The God Squad wants me to do something sure, but Cass seems to have my back. Balthazar doesn't care if I do it or not. Cass even gave me time to think about it. Does that sound like I'm in danger? Seems to me the only one tryin' to push me into a corner is you."

Dean's face was clouded, but I could see he was listening.

"I'm 18, Dean, I know my own mind and can make the right choice."

"You sound like you already made it." Sam looked at me with concern.

I shook my head. "No, I haven't yet. I said I'd make the right choice, I just need to figure out what that is."

authors note: Because this is my first time actually posting a fic for your consideration - please please please give me feedback. How do you like the story? Is the writing good? Where do you think the story might lead? All those good things. Thanks my people.