In the Beginning…

A thunderous voice woke the little angel, revealing his crystal blue eyes. "Castiel" the voice shook the room with bass waking the other angels. Balthazar, who was in the bed closest to Castiel, looked worried. Gabriel, Raphael, Michael, and Lucifer smirked towards Castiel, knowing he was in trouble. "Father sounds disappointed Cassie." Castiel swallowed hard and flew to the source of the voice.

In the center of an all-white room with no doors, nor windows stood God leaning over a table covered in blueprints. "Father, I-"

"Oh good, Castiel, are you still willing to help me with some of my creations today? Your archangel brothers would like 'a day off'. Besides, I've always admired your creative outlook on everything." Castiel didn't realize he had been holding his breath until God raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yes Father of course!" Castiel sighed in relief, his father was not disappointed in him. He walked over towards the table and had to stand on his toes to be able to see what his Father was working on. God ran his finger over a list of funny names that Castiel had never seen before. He desperately wanted to ask his Father what those words meant, but he knew better not to question God when he was thinking. So Castiel waited for what seemed like hours until God finally smiled and said "Perfect! Let's get to work!"

Castiel was handed about thirty different blue prints with funny looking blobs on them, but as he looked harder he realized these blobs had eyes, some had legs and arms. Castiel blinked at the blue prints and asked "Father what are these creatures you have drawn?"

"My dear child, these creature are animals. Now watch closely as I show you how to create them." Castiel watched his Father's hands very closely without blinking once as God created what looked like a long piece of string with spots and…eyes! God set the creature down and lightly blew on it. The creature started to form little scales that were all sorts of colors. Then, it started to wiggle and writhe. God chuckled and whispered "Multiply." All of a sudden this slithery creature began to separate; some were red, some were green, some were a combination of colors, and although Castiel was not fond of these slithery creatures, he watched in awe of his Father's creation.

"What are these?" Castiel asked coyly.

"I call them serpents, or snakes" God replied. "Would you like to see another?" Castile nodded eagerly and God snapped his fingers, vanishing the snakes into thin air. God created another piece of string and gave it four legs and a tail. Castiel watched as his Father blew life into this creature. It began to grow a head and something fuzzy…fur! Its fur was, like the snakes, every color imaginable.

"May I try Father?" God smiled and nodded. Castiel whispered "Multiply" and the creature began to separate into many, each a different color then the next. One of the orange creature walked over towards Castiel and nudged his hand with its head. Castiel thought it was very soft and began to rub its fur. The creature began to vibrate deep in its chest, startling Castiel.

God laughed and light and jolly laugh. "These are felines, or cats." God said as the cat kept rubbing against Castiel.

"I like this creature Father." Castiel said smiling.

This continued on, Castiel making creatures from his blueprints and God making creatures from his blueprints, until God said "Castiel? Why don't you go spend some time with your brothers and sisters while I take to my notes for a little while?" Castiel nodded at his Father and ran off to go tell Balthazar what he has done.

"Cassie that's wonderful! You got to help Father with His creation!" Balthazar sounded happy for Castiel, but he looked a little disappointed that their Father had not asked for his help. So, Castiel decided to take his brother's mind off of creation.

"Let's go visit Joshua in the Garden." Balthazar smiled and they flew quickly to the center of Heaven.

Once there, they immediately saw Joshua tending to beautiful flowers. They quietly walked over towards Joshua and said their hellos.

"Boys, it's so nice to see you. Would you like to help me water my plants?" Castiel and Balthazar each grabbed a pitcher of water and began to follow Joshua around the Garden. They passed by many kinds of plants, some bore flowers, others bore fruit, yet each one was beautiful in their own unique way. Castiel loved visiting the Garden because it was so quiet and peaceful.

"Father likes me better and you're just jealous." Castiel knew who's voice that was, how could he not? As he turned he saw two of his archangel brothers, Michael and Lucifer. Lucifer stood at least a foot taller than Michael, but both were taller than Castiel because they were much older.

"I don't understand why you have to say these things. It make our brothers and sister uneasy, as if they are not as important." Michael said calmly.

"Well they aren't. I'm clearly more superior in Father's eyes." Lucifer said inching closer to Michael. Castiel didn't get to see the end result because God called him back to the all-white room. Castiel smiled as he entered, excited to see what he got to create next.

"Father, may I make some more animals now?" Castiel met his Father's grey eyes and smiled brightly, hoping to make him proud of what he had done.

"Later child. Now it's time to create something that will change Heaven forever."

Castiel watched his Father as light poured from his fingertips. The light started off as a pale blue color, very small, about the size of a mustard seed. God continued to gently caress the light and mold it in between his hands. The little angel watched curiously as the light began to grow and change to a bright white light. This light was not like his Angelic form which was harsh and displeasing to the eye, even to other angels. No, this light was soft, warm; it was welcoming. It continued to grow in God's hands until it was the size of softball.

Thinking his Father was done, Castiel opened his mouth to ask what it was that God was making, but then God breathed on the ball of light. The light grew millions of tiny little tendrils of light. They wiggled and reached out for something that was not yet there. Castiel gasped and took a few steps back, having trouble comprehending this thing God was holding.

"This, my dear child, is a soul. Once created it will be tied to a human on the Earth that I have created for them. Once the soul has tied to the human body, it will give the human life, part of my life, as I have breathed part of me into them." Castiel had no words to say to his Father. The little angel just stared at the soul and then back at his Father. "Castiel, I would like you to keep me company as I make these souls. However, your job is to send these souls to your brothers and sisters so they can assign each soul their own place in Heaven. Can you do that?"

"Yes Father." Castiel nodded and he got to work watching his Father create soul after soul. Some gravitated towards each other, which God called soulmates. These souls were to be put together in Heaven. They were strictly forbidden to be separated. All other souls had their own piece Heaven. Castiel continued to watch in awe, and every hundredth soul he would call to one of his brothers or sisters to escort the souls to their Heaven. Balthazar came through escorting souls. Anna came through escorting souls. Each other archangels came through escorting souls, each looking more disappointed than the last that Castiel had the job of keeping their Father's company.

After what must've been the millionth soul, Castiel's mouth dropped open and he let out a rather embarrassing cry of longing. God looked up and met Castiel's crystal blue eyes.

"Is there something wrong Castiel?"

The little angel was having trouble forming words, in fact he was stumbling over his own tongue. He began to feel warm as his Angelic grace started to pound against his body. His wings began to flutter without his control and he felt as if there was something trying to break out of his chest.

God continued to watch Castiel carefully as the little angel walked over toward the soul without blinking. He eyes did not deviate from the soul once since he had laid eyes on it. Castiel reached out, even though he knew he was not supposed to. He knew his Father would disapprove, but he was irrevocably drawn to this soul, and it seemed the soul was drawn to him as well. As Castiel reached out, the soul's tendrils reached for the little angel and wrapped themselves around Castiel's fingers. The tendrils felt hot to touch, but not the kind of hot that would physically burn. It was the hot that burn with passion, it made Castiel feel protective.

"This soul is mine." Castiel took a step back, realizing how demanding his voice sounded. He looked at his Father expecting him to be angry, but once again, God did not seem angry with Castiel. He just seemed, well rather shocked actually. Castiel quickly retracted his reach from the soul and out his hands at his sides. "I apologize Father, but something, my instinct is telling me that I must protect this soul. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen and it is mine. I know it. Deep down somehow my grace is connected to this soul." Again Castiel stepped back waiting for his Father's wrath, but it did not come.

"As you wish my child." Castiel looked up from his feet to meet his Father's eyes. God looked lovingly onto his little angel, though he would never admit to the others that this particular little angel was his favorite. God handed the soul to Castiel, the soul very eagerly wrapping itself around Castiel's fingers once again. At that sight God chuckled and Castiel looked up at his Father questioningly. "You seem to be right. This soul belongs to you. It is home in your hands." Castiel smiled at the thought. "Go now my child, tend to your soul, but once the soul is tied to a human life, we must discuss the dangers you must face."

Castiel did not hear anything his Father said after "This soul belongs to you" so he ran to his personal space and Heaven and held his soul in his hands, feeling the warmth resonate through his body. The little angel knew he'd never again feel anything as amazing as this.