Title: Where I Go, You are always on My Mind

Rating: NC-17 it will eventually get pretty heated so I am going to leave it here.

Warnings: eventual sexual content, cursing, and graphic violence

Summary: Cass is finding out that he is having strong emotions for Dean starting to grow. Gabriel is missing, and Raphael is trying to bring on the apocalypse in a different way. It seems like another long road again.

Spoilers: Takes place after Season 5! Sam never went to hell though and he is not soul less!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Supernatural characters or the series itself! This is all done just for the fun of it!

A/N: This is my first ever story! Criticism is welcome but please be gentle! please R&R! The story will pick up, just have to set the ground rules!

Chapter 1~ Reminisce

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1 month later

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The sky was turning a slow shade of gold's and orange, as the sun was slowly setting.

Soon the sun would sink on this day and night would descend. Castiel sat on a cliff top looking out over the ocean watching the sun slowly disappear. Out of all the things, he had scene on Earth so far, he had to admit that watching a sunset was one of the most beautiful things his father had ever created.

He remembered one of the first times he ever stepped foot on Earth, many years ago when the Earth was still young. It was beautiful. He had to admit to himself that the creation his dad had made was extravagant. He would walk along the coast with one of his brothers and he would tell Castiel about talk of his dad's plans, how something big was coming. Castiel never fully understood what his brother meant until humans were created for the first time.

At first when Castiel had laid eyes on them, he did not know what to think. They were different. Small, weak and they did not live extraordinary long lives, but his father loved them very deeply, and that intrigued Castiel more to watch what they did. They had to be the most complicated. With ever changing emotions and needs, emotions, drives to do the right thing, the moral thing. Yet he would also be surprised; by the atrocities that they could commit on each other to.

When his father commanded them all to bow down to the humans, Castiel did so willingly. Lucifer rebelled that day. He saw no reason for us "Mighty Angels" to bow down to something as weak as they. "Why should sons of fire, bow down to sons of clay?" he had exclaimed to our father. For that, he paid the ultimate price and was thrown down to hell, locked in secure cage forever more. Or so we all thought.

He understood after being on Earth for a short time why his dad had put so much emphasis on these beings. Out of all the humans he had watched, none had been more interesting as Sam and Dean. These boys took impossible situations and turned them around into miracles it seemed. Castiel never got tired of the unexpected things these brothers could achieve. Even before his help, he had to admit they did anything and everything to keep each other safe. Sam was the brain behind all their hunts. If there was something to dig up he would, you could be sure of that. Dean he brought the stubbornness and the manpower to achieve their goals. He stood up to the angels for hells sake. Not many people could do that he conceded. Even he could not stand up to them when he was forcibly, pulled back to heaven. It shames him to admit it to himself but right then he was weak.

When he had been rigorously shown the error of his ways by his brothers, he thought maybe that there was a possibility that he had been wrong all along. In hindsight, he realized that that was not the case. Seeing Dean upset at him made him understand that there was more to this whole thing then just his own brothers. There were people, families, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, aunts, and uncles and so on that would all die if his brothers fought. After Dean said that, he realized that he could not willingly do this to his father's most loved creations. He wanted them to be happy and to protect them, not to be the cause of over half the world's population demise. After Dean talked sense into him again, he decided to side with them, do the right thing, and ignore what his brothers ordered him to do.

Dean...Thoughts of him made Castiel soar with happiness. It was not just because of their profound bond, because Castiel pulled him from hell. Or maybe it was, he did not know. Castiel could not explain it fully himself. All he knew was that Dean was the closest person to him. Even some of his brothers and sisters were not as close to him. Every time Dean would touch him, he would get a jolt through out his whole system. When they locked eyes, Castiel could feel something deep in his grace tug in him to be closer to him. He would get hot and bothered when in close proximity to him and Castiel did not understand how to process any of this. It confused him to no bounds. In all his hundreds of thousands of years in existence, never once had he fully understood these feelings.

However, he knew two angels that might be able to share some insight for him. Therefore, with that Castiel got up from his position and disappeared.

~ I promise things will pick up in the next chapter. I am almost done chapter 2 so it will be updated either today or tomorrow! ~