This is my first fanfiction so please be kind. I have been sitting on this idea for awhile and decided to give it a try, so please be kind in your reviews I'm strictly doing this for fun. (Though please review I love to read them!) I do not own Supernatural, Disney or really anything other than a lazy dog. I am also not an editor, I try my best in editing but I do make mistakes. I am taking a little leeway and allowing Scarlett to be five years old instead of barely four - just ignore that slight detail. I hope you enjoy the story and continue to read as I continue to post chapters.

Chapter One

Her craving for pie ended up saving her life. Scarlett sat on the edge of her bed. The moon light seeped through her wooden blinds and the large oak outside cast dancing shadows across the floor. Scarlett studied the shadows clutching her doll – her feet dangling off the bed. It was past her bed time, but something was keeping her awake. She decided she wanted pie.

Her mom put a whole key lime pie in the fridge after dinner. All she would need is to sneak one bite and then she would be ok. Scarlett shuffled off the bed her Princess Tiana nightgown bunched up on her legs. She was careful where to step one wrong step and the floor boards would creak and her mom would know she was awake. Scarlett was very stealth as she crept down the steps to the kitchen. She went into the kitchen and grabbed a fork and removed the pie from the fridge.

She was about to take her first bite when the floor boards upstairs creaked. All the bedrooms including Scarlett's mom were on the second floor. Scarlett worried her mom heard her and quickly put back the pie. What she heard next she would never forget. She heard more than her mom walking around then her mom screamed.

"Scarlett run baby!" She heard footsteps running upstairs. Scarlett was scarred she grabbed her doll and bolted for the back door that was attached to the kitchen. She ran faster than she had ever run before to the woods in the back lot. Her heart pounding in her chest – it felt like it was going to burst out. She made it too the woods and kept running for the creek. The ground softened beneath her feet and despite the darkness due to the tree canopy Scarlett still knew the way. She made it to the creek bed and slid down the incline.

She was running to her favorite hiding spot. There was a small hole in the creek bed side underneath the roots of a very big and old tree. The hole was big enough for only a small child to hide. Scarlett jumped into the creek. She saw how in 101 Dalmatians the dogs jumped into the river to lose their prints. Scarlett gave it a try – she then stepped on the rocks and crawled to the very back of the hole. Wet and cold she pulled her nightgown over her legs and pulled her doll and arms in as well. She cradled herself and tried to catch her breath now wide awake she waited to be found.

Scarlett had been wide awake until the early hours of dawn when she finally fell asleep. When she woke up a few hours earlier it was raining making her hiding spot nearly obsolete as the creek was starting to rise. Scarlett half crawled and half swam out of her hiding spot. She was now coughing, wet, cold, muddy, and hungry and really wanted her mom.

She began her trek back home the rain was now pouring and her nightgown clung to her like a bathing suit. She coughed and began to cry when she stubbed her toe on a tree root. She cried for her mom and prayed for her guardian angel she prayed just like her mom taught her too.

Scarlett made it to the clearing of the woods that faced towards her home. She wanted it all to be a nightmare. She wanted to be able to go inside, take a bath (yes she said a bath), watch some TV and eat pancakes and pie for breakfast and have her mom tell her it was just a bad dream.

Scarlett stumbled towards the house she made it to the steps and walked slowly up the slippery steps. The final step was too slippery and she caught her foot in her ripped nightgown and found herself pitched forward face first towards the patio landing. Two arms reached out and grabbed her saving her from certain injury. Scarlett looked up and into the eyes of a man who a few seconds earlier was not standing there. He was an old white man, at least older than her mom, wearing a trench coat and staring back at her.

"Thank you." She whispered the man inclined his head but was slow to release her. He was sure Scarlett was steady before fully releasing his hold. The man then moved to block her entrance to the house. Scarlett scrunched up her nose and shifted on her feet. She was not in the mood to play games she had to use the restroom.

"Please move." She whispered. The man stood like a statue blocking her entrance. "Please move I have to go to the bathroom and want dry clothes." She spoke with a little more assertion clutching her nightgown and ringing some of the excess water. The man shook his head no. "Please." Scarlett could feel fresh tears building up.

"You don't want to go in there Scarlett." The man finally answered the child blinked up at him.

"How do you know my name?" Scarlett knew she shouldn't talk to strangers, but for some reason she felt safe with him.

"God knows your name Scarlett. My name is Castiel and I am an Angel of the Lord." Scarlett rocked back on her heels. She cocked her head to the side with her hands on her hips and scrutinized the angel through squinted eyes.

"If you're an angel where are your wings?"

"I have wings; my wings are there your perception filters are too dull and not strong enough to see them." He answered.

"Huh?" Scarlett replied. Castiel contemplated how to rephrase his answer; she was after all a child and her father's daughter.

"They are invisible." He replied Scarlett shrugged and accepted that explanation.

"Cool…can I go inside and see my mom please?" Castiel kneeled down to be eye level with Scarlett his expression was grim.

"I'm afraid not, your mother is not inside. I have been ordered to take you to your father though. "Scarlett looked surprised.

"I'm going to see God?" She sounded worried.

"No your birth father."

"You know my dad?" Castiel nodded Scarlett glanced down at her torn and wet nightgown. "Can I please go inside and use the restroom and change my clothes?"

"I packed you a suitcase." Castiel pointed at her suitcase by the door affirming his answer. Scarlett wanted to know why the angel would not let her inside and wondered where her mom was.

"What about my mom?" Before Castiel could respond the pair could hear the sound of approaching police sirens in the distance.

"We must go." And before Scarlett could offer an objection the angel picked up the child and her suitcase and transported them. Scarlett heard the sound of wings and suddenly found herself in a dark motel room.

"How did we get here?" Castiel noted that just like their adult counterparts' human children asked a lot of questions.

"We flew." He answered. That made sense to Scarlett who was in the process of wiggling out of his arms. "Where are you going?"

"I have to go potty!" She reminded him and ran to the bathroom. Castiel sat on the edge of the bed and put the girl's suitcase on the floor at the foot of the bed. He could hear her singing a song he did not recognize while using the restroom. He knew he would have to tell Scarlett the truth about her mom. To be honest he was more hesitant to tell her dad the truth about what happened. He then heard the toilet flush and the sound of the water running in the faucet. Scarlett came out still tugging on her nightgown there was the hint of dark circles under her eyes. Castiel knew the child had to be exhausted she was hiding all night.

"My gown is still wet." Castiel reached out and touched the shoulder of her nightgown. The gown was instantly dried and repaired. "Thank you." She whispered while stiffening a yawn.

"You must sleep." Castiel ordered the girl shook her head how the young fought sleep so much.

"No...I'm not tired…where is my mommy and daddy?" Castiel was not ready to answer the child's question. He waited for further revelation on his new orders. Scarlett yawned again he knew that if the girl's father knew the truth about what Castiel was about to do he would get angry, but Castiel felt it was necessary. He reached out and touched Scarlett's forehead the child fell forward and Castiel caught her. He placed the sleeping child under the sheets in the first bed. Just as he was straightening up he heard the key in the door turn…he knew he was in for a long talk and looked up to face the Winchester brothers.

That is it for chapter one…there is still room for improvement, but I like where it is going. Please review I love to take readers input in my story so please tell me what you think!