Supernatural

Love

Season: 4

Episode: 16 and continued MY WAY

Characters: Castiel/Anna

Rating: Good question.

Disclaimer: I do not and will never own unfortunately. This is just my own lil spoof.

Note: I am completely obsessed with Supernatural and even more so with Castiel. Add some Anna and it worsens. I do not care if people like this. But please enjoy!

Author: Aireonna

"Anna?!"

Castiel called out into the cold, dark night, pacing back and forth under the illumination from the streetlamp above.

Why was he calling out for her? Did he really expect her to answer after everything that had conspired?

He wasn't sure, but he knew she was the one with answers. The only one who could help him. She was whom he needed.

Halting and taking a final breath he sighed.

"Anna…Please…"

The light flickered above as the cold breeze swept around him. Oh how wondrous the signs of an angel were. His heart fluttered in anticipation with each flicker.

Glancing upward as the bulb continued to pulsate, he turned around with hope.

There in all her glory she stood before him. A look of contentment was plastered upon her angelic features.

"Decided to kill me after all?" She questioned. Her tone was harsh and yet calm as if she knew why he had called for her.

His eyes softened and he couldn't understand why her words stabbed at him.

"I'm alone." He spoke softly. He prayed that she would listen to him and not flee.

"What do you want from me Castiel?" She asked, her voice laced with fear.

Castiel lowered his gaze and allowed the words to fall freely from his mouth.

"I'm considering disobedience."

Anna nodded slightly.

"Good."

Castiel's gaze widened and he shook his head somewhat.

"No, it isn't." His chest tightened and he suddenly found it harder to speak. His words were like peanut butter gluing his tongue to the roof of his mouth.

Anna bit her tongue and clenched her fists at her side.

"For the first time I feel…" The words slipped from his control and he couldn't seem to continue the sentence. Angel's didn't feel. It wasn't something they were commanded to do.

Feeling was for humans. Castiel knew this was only the beginning to what Anna had already experienced. And somehow it only made him feel worse. This wasn't what he wanted. Anna had fallen. A sin redeemable only by death from the hands of another Angel.

Sighing in relief, Anna allowed herself to relax her guard.

"It gets worse…"

The words were like a knife puncturing his gut. Lowering his gaze from the red haired Angel before him, he couldn't find the courage to face her as she continued.

"Choosing your own course of action. It's confusing." Anna closed the gap between them, halting a foot before him, her gaze never leaving his face.

His breath quickened at such close proximity. Another feeling he knew nothing of. This wasn't something Angels were born to know. Why did his heart race with each step and word she spoke?

"Terrifying." She quieted, but only after bringing her left hand to rest upon his right shoulder blade. Her touch was hot, like a brand upon his skin.

Castiel glanced down at her delicate hand that held such wrath. Anna was an Angel like no other. Someone who held such power. It only made his situation darken at the thought.

She lowered her arm with a sigh. Why did that action suddenly make him flinch?

"That's right. You're too good for my help." She spat in anger. Her words pierced into Castiel and he clenched his fists in rage.

"I'm just trash. A walking blasphemy." Her words were like poison to his heart as she began to turn away and walk back the way she had came.

His heart ceased its beating and he suddenly felt that if he let her walk away it would be the worst mistake of his long existence.

"Anna!" His voice was stern yet troubled. However, she halted her departure, her stance ready to dart at a moments notice.

"I don't know what to do." His words built tension in the night air.

Castiel had never felt so hopeless. For once he did not know what the outcome would be. He didn't know if Anna would help him but he knew he couldn't stop from pleading with her.

She turned slower this time to face him. Her eyes were endless pools of emerald and yet the depth of them was unseen. She had seen far more then him in her long life. Her pain he had caused her, the pain of the Angel's against her, he could read it easily in her lost expression.

And then, a condescending smirk fluttered across her red stricken lips.

"Like the old days." Her voice was angelic all on its own but he knew what was coming. His plea would not break the already broken Angel.

She shook her head, "No."

She inhaled deeply and her eyes searched his.

"I'm sorry."

Castiel didn't know two words could be so world shattering. Anna. Saying sorry to him? He knew this would not end well.

"It's time to think for yourself." She spoke sternly like the Angel he remembered.

His heart sank to his stomach and his stomach seemed to be pushing in his throat. It was an experience he was sure he would be okay with out ever having to experience again. Why did she weaken him?

His eyes sought out hers hoping there was something there that defied her words.

And then she was gone. Just like that. His pulse quickened and he lowered his gaze to the ground praying that maybe she would return.

And yet, she didn't. She had vanished without a second warning or even a chance for him to explain himself.

What was there really to explain?

Castiel had no clue what to do.

His eyes searched the empty night once more left and right and still she was nowhere.

It felt like he was only beginning to see pieces to an unseen puzzle and yet Anna was the key piece that would complete it all.

Flashing forward to the moment the Wrathless Anna pierced the dagger through Uriel's neck, ending his existence.

Castiel could feel each blow from Uriel as the blood of Jimmy stained his face. He remembered feeling this feeling only once before, the feeling of hopelessness and utterly lost with no solution but in a different sense. Anna didn't beat him down physically, her words almost hurt worse than each open wound from the traitor before him.

His knees scrapped upon the cement floor beneath him while he prepared for Uriel's next attack. He allowed his gaze to venture upward after recovering and once more he felt his heartbeat quicken at what he found.

Uriel's words never made it to his ears, all he could do was breath in all that was the red haired Angel before him that now held onto the hilt of the dagger protruding from the Archangel's neck.

A look of shock glued itself to Uriel's dark features as Anna spoke.

"Maybe not…" She spat her words venomously inching closer to his ear as she continued to hold the dagger in its place and Uriel's body laid back against the small stature of the Angel of his death.

"But there's still. Me."

Each word she spoke sent chills down Castiel's spine. He was accustomed to killing, so watching her end Uriel's life did not falter his spirit. She had come to his aid like the old days, which almost brought a smirk to his face after her words she had spoken early.

If it wasn't the pain, he would allow such a thing, but he couldn't bring himself to even stand let alone smile at such a time. He held his breath as she viciously removed the dagger from Uriel's neck and the Archangel breathed his last breath falling to the ground in a heap.

The Angel's eyes closed and Castiel found Anna walking over to his side quickly, his gaze daring to catch a glimpse of her statue like glare.

They both stared as Uriel's mouth and eyes opened, a scream releasing itself from his lips and the Angelic light from his Grace left his body and illuminated the dark room around them, sending out a pulse into the vastness of the abandoned factory.

Castiel managed to raise himself from the ground, his eyes never leaving his fallen comrade. He still couldn't fathom everything that had taken place. Uriel's confession to everything. His betrayal. And yet that's not what stung the most.

Anna had managed to save him. Even after he had allowed her to leave his side after their confrontation.

He knew he should kill her now. He had just witnessed an assassination of one of his brothers. An Archangel. But he didn't think of Uriel as his brother any longer. He betrayed him. Betrayed his Father.

Anna had fallen. But according to whom? Was she really the one in the wrong? Had he sided with the right?

He turned to meet her emerald gaze once more, searching for anything that would answer his questions.

All he found was peace. Her features held nothing of the conflict that had transpired. Only peace.

And that peace eased him. The pain he was feeling was suddenly nothing. He could feel his wounds mending already. She was his answer.

And that's the moment Castiel realized Angel's could love.

A/n: Okay! So this is where I am ending this little one shot. Only because I do not want to continue with the episode any further. If you would like me to continue with more of my own, please let me know! I have a good idea where to take this but only if you want me to!