This is the first chapter in the next part of the Maggie and Castiel Saga. It is a little short and I am sure some of you will wonder just what took so long.

First I hurt my elbow and typing was just not possible (although I tried) then when I finally had it done my beta was getting ready for finals, when I finally got it back and made my changes, my beta was in the middle of finals…. Sigh.. Real life it sucks sometimes.

But Here it is =D mostly just sappy honeymoon stuff but I await your feed back on where he took her!

Enjoy

Xox

EP

When Happily Ever After Fails

Chapter 1

Out of Sight

Maggie opened her eyes when Castiel pulled away from the kiss. Her eyes where still closed and her head pressed to his, her arms lie against him and her hands rested on his shoulders. The angel kept his arms firmly around her waist, holding her close to him. She could feel in the air she was somewhere very different than home.

"You can open your eyes." the angel whispered to her.

She nodded and kissed him one more time before she did.

As her eyes opened everything came alive around her. She could feel her shoes sinking in sand and the rush and crash of the ocean behind her, mostly she could smell salt and sea. And when she looked in front of her, she could see the cottage from the painting that Castiel had taken, saying he wanted to keep it.

"I'm still…" her voiced faded as she was overcome with astonishment.

"On Earth? Yes… we are." He finished and answered her question, as he wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"How? ..I mean I know how.. But where?" she stammered

"Haniel did most of it with a little help from Gabe and myself." he explained.

"Where are we?"

'Some where in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. No one is here… it was perfect." He whispered.

"It is… perfect…" She smiled turning to face him sliding her arms up around his neck.

Their lips met one last time before He and Maggie entered the cottage.

****

Maggie shook her head, the angel had gotten every detail of the painting. It was perfect, everything just as she had imagined it when she painted the far off place.

Inside she was not disappointed and she could tell Castiel had spent more than a little time poking around in her head to find the details of the interior. This was not part of the painting but, again, it was as perfect as she had imagined.

"So this is what you and Gabriel have been up to?" she narrowed her eyes at him teasingly.

"Yes." he nodded, with a slight smile. "Is it? Is it right?"

"Yes" she grinned widely, at him. "You know it is" she giggled and walked to him wrapping her arms around him yet again.

"I love you Castiel" she whispered with an honestly that touched a spot so deeply inside of him he wasn't sure he knew that spot existed until he heard the tone of her voice.

"I love you Maggie, I would give you anything within my power, more if could find a way." he whispered, almost breathlessly against her ear.

"I know, but all I need is you.. And Zoe, that is what makes me happy."

His mouth was curled into a small content smile just before it covered hers, kissing her deeply while his arms held her close, so close he could feel her heart pounding against his chest.

Breaking the kiss he took her hand and let her toward the large overstuffed sofa.

"Edwin sent this" he said, with a mischievous smile, picking up a bottle from the table as they passed.

Maggie recognized the bottle as being the same wine that Edwin also had sent for their binding and she chuckled.

"He is a hopeless romantic" she giggled more, knowing the old man knew exactly what the effects of his gift would be.

Castiel sat her on the sofa. "Let me find glasses." he whispered against her lips, kissing her just before she sat.

Castiel returned quickly with glasses and Maggie had to smile at his enthusiasm, he too knew very well the affects of this wine and seemed eager to experience it again. He returned and she stood to face him. Grinning as she watched his usually graceful angelic fingers fumbling a bit with the cork, she finally had no choice but to let out the giggle in her throat as he finally managed to free it.

"What?" he asked confused.

"Nothing." she shook her head still smiling as he leant into him and pressed her lips against his. "Slow down we aren't going anywhere." she teased, bumping her nose against his.

He responded in kind. He loved having her so close and the reality of it was, he was astonished he finally had her alone. Nothing could interfere, no one, short of another angel, could even get to them. There was no phone, not even cell service, no internet, no television, absolutely nothing that would allow the outside world to find them.

He teased and bit gently at her lips while he held the now open bottle. Neither of them needed the contents for the lust it provided, it was more the openness it created between them Castiel desired.

Castiel poured the glasses of wine when their lips parted, then handed Maggie a glass, while taking her free hand in his and leading her to the French doors, that led out onto the wooden decking, then the beach.

He looked at her, standing in the moonlight, she was more than human it was obvious to him for the first time and that realization didn't bother him as much as he feared it would. The light wind blew her gown causing it to flutter around her and the moonlight seem to dance, not simply reflect on her creamy skin. She was beautiful and perfect.

He yet again took her in his arms and held her close letting the breeze off the ocean and the sound of the waves surround them, he was content to feel her pressed to him and she obliged resting her head high on his chest near his shoulder as they swayed gently in the glow.

"Finally" he breathed out sounding truly thankful.

"Hmmm… finally?" Maggie murmured, sounding content.

"I have you all to myself" he told her softly, "I have missed you Maggie… I've missed us… like this." he went on.

"Mmmm yes." she murmured again, her head lying against him comfortably and she sipped her wine.

Castiels hand began tangling in itself in the loose falling ringlets of her hair. He could feel her, love, her desires, so clearly, part of this was because of the wine, it relaxed her, more so, it opened her completely. Their connection was strong but, he always found himself wanting more, needing more of her. She carried part of his Grace and his blood coursed through her body. Both seemed to call to him, he was never truly at ease without her.

He swallowed the last of the amber liquid in his glass and sat in on the near by table, Maggie did the same. His head swam from the effects of the elixir and he could sense Maggie's reaction easily, she was open to him, more importantly he could feel her essence filling him.

He ran his hands over the dress feeling her body beneath the satin and chiffon. She responded by stretching her neck up to meet his mouth. Their kiss was deep, tongue and teeth competing for the upper hand as her fingers found his hair and raked through the dark locks, pressing his mouth against hers harder.

The sensation of her fingers in his hair, caused a moan to escape from the angels throat and soon he was seeking the hooks on the back of the dress.

Maggie couldn't help but, giggle into his mouth remember what Kate had said.

"What?" he broke the kiss looking at her confused.

"You might need a little mojo… there are about a million of those hooks."

His fingers were working diligently at them all the while.

"I've noticed." he replied lowering his head to nibble at her shoulder, before lifting her and carrying her to the bedroom.

****

Castiel had managed to free at least enough of the hooks to slide the satin away from Maggie's shoulders, she sighed and moaned lightly as he kissed and sucked his way along her collarbone to her neck. He hands worked their way into his shirt enough to trace the flesh of his shoulders, before sliding a hand down to his throbbing erection, pressing firmly against him through the black trousers.

He grunted into her neck as he felt the pressure of her hand and pressed back harder as his hands pushed her body hard against his own. He was dizzy, if it were the wine or if it was the moment he didn't know nor care, he had to have her. The soft kisses to her neck soon turned to gentle bites, and teeth dragging their way along the line of her neck that leads to her mouth.

"I want you." he growl against her lips as he pushed the dress the rest of the way off of her body. Maggie reciprocated, working the few remaining buttons of his shirt free, as he shrugged it off, her fingers worked to free him from the trousers, when the dropped to the floor he stepped out of them as he pushed her backwards onto the bed.

The room spun when he entered her, and the sounds of pleasure that emitted from her, made him more dizzy. "I love you" he grunted as he thrust inside her, feeingl her snug around him, he wanted more. Maggie shifted her hips and her arms and legs wrapped around the angel. Her head tossed back revealing the tender flesh of her neck, welcoming him to kiss, bite, suck and taste… he did.

Each thrust withdrew from him a louder grunt and growl, he was relentless, each thrust filling her completely with just enough force to test the line between pleasure and pain. His mouth explored her neck working it's way once again back to her mouth, while Maggie breathed and moaned out her pleasure. Her nails digging into his hips, while his hands traced every curve of her body. Is wings practically burst from him to drop down and close around them both until they were completely enfolded inside the soft, sleek feathers.

Castiel shuddered as Maggie ran fingers through the tufts of ruffling feathers. He growled his approval loudly when she tuned her head and caressed her cheek against his wings. Her body enveloped in his wings was one of the most pleasurable things he had ever felt the and attention she paid to the appendages was ecstasy.

Maggie arched her back and tightened the grip of her legs around him. The angel's thrust became short and deep almost grinding and his own aching increased. He closed his eyes for a moment wanting only the feel the pleasure passing between them.

"I love you Castiel" she whispered soft and jagged against her angels lips.

His response was a grunt into her mouth.

Her fingers dug deeper into this hair, as her hips met his own. Her release came with her once again digging nails into his flesh and he responded by grinding deeply inside as he jerked and grunted, filling her to spilling over.

They made love several more times and afterward she lay safely inside his wings. When sleep came to her, he watched over her. He was her friend, her lover, her protector, her mate and now her husband… and to him… she was everything.