Author's note:

All I can say is "holy shit, time flies by."

I seriously had been meaning to write updates but I haven't had the chance to due to work and well, video games. Let me say they can be quite distracting. Especially when you get a new psp and FF:CC. That and shadow hearts 2 for the ps2. Then I can't wait for LA noire for my 360.

BUT ANYWAYS.

I will work on my stories and getting them updated. I did want to write this out and get it out there because it's been on my mind. Damn plot bunny hopping around during my work hours. So hope you enjoy this prologue.

Forgive me for any spelling errors or grammar mistakes. I need to seriously go back over all my stories...or have a beta reader.

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ѕυммαяу: Dean Winchester is a U.S. Marshal who is assigned a new Case. Get Castiel Milton a new identity, protect and stay with him for 24 hours and ensure his safety before, during and after the trial that will be underway. It was nothing new, he had had witness protection program cases given to him before. But what he never had experienced were problems like this before...

Prologue. - Dean's First Person P.o.V.

As a member of the United States Marshals, you can get into some pretty crazy ass situations. Sometimes similar to what Hollywood thinks our lives are about. Some times your just stuck with paper work at your desk, but there is nothing like that adrenaline rush you get when your holding your glock 22 and are kicking down the door, storming in and taking down perps or making an arrest. Depends on who the perp is and what the problem is. Regardless, I had had plenty of these cases before. Protect the eye witness and sometimes family if said eye witness had family that needed to be moved and given a new identity.

But I had never had a case of this stature. Though I must say I am glad I was given it. It gave me a chance to prove myself for promotion since I had never lost anyone under my care. But beyond that.. I found something else I never thought I'd actually be given a chance to get.

Of course going into this, I had thought I had it already, at least part of it, but I had been wrong. I hadn't even been close.

Before I met who I was suppose to uproot from where they were staying, I received a folder of everything I needed to know to start off with. I had thanked Bobby, my supervisor. Robert Singer, something of a father figure to myself since my real father passed away when I was twenty three. Now, I'm twenty seven and all I've got left is my little brother, Sammy. Don't tell him I called him that, he'd have a bitchfit.

He hates me calling him Sammy, but I think he even hates being called Samuel more.

Regardless, my eyes trailed over the picture that was attached to the file. Dark brown hair, almost black stuck up in array, like the wind had had a field day with it. But it worked for the guy, he looked a little older than myself, scanning down to age, I saw that, my eyes had flicked back towards name. Castiel was going to be thirty soon. Guy had blue eyes, five eleven, never married, no kids... Had a sister... deceased. Damn.

I fell back into the chair by my desk, getting absorbed into the case file, reading all I could. Castiel Milton had apparently dated Nick "Lucifer" Pellegrino.

Sonofabitch.

Quite possibly the worst person to ever be involved in a relationship with.

The guy was nicknamed after the devil for several reasons.

Nick was rumored around all men with a badge that he had his fingers dipped in all of the crime that went down in this city. Drugs, illegal arms and the worst ever heard... Human trafficking. My eyes trailed down the lengthy file, reading why he was an eye witness. Because I was pretty damn sure Nick didn't go shouting out about all the crimes he was possibly linked to. I inhaled sharply.

Castiel had to bare witness to a murder.

Not just any either.

His sister's.

The statement given was that he walked in on his ex raping and then stabbing a... Anna Milton. Castiel had gotten home early, walked through the door quietly, wanted to surprise Nick. Well... that's one hell of a frigging welcome. I was beginning to really not like the idea of this case. Hell, I was really hoping that Nick didn't give a shit about what Castiel saw and wouldn't try to hurt him.

But... It was naturally only wishful thinking.

Cause I have the worst luck in the world and why would God grant me something easy?

I let out a sigh and cursed myself for being selfish. I'd do everything I could to make sure this guy got out of all this safely, because it wasn't fair and it wasn't right that this guy had to suffer so much. I'd have to give him a call and ghost over the details of what was going to happen. For all I know though, someone could be listening in. Phones could be bugged. Then again, why hadn't Nick made his move yet?

Good ol Devil must be biding his time. I didn't like the idea of it, I'd have to act fast if Castiel had any chance in hell.

I glanced over the file, located the piece of information I was looking for and dialed the number on my cell. It rang a good two times and the third ring was cut off by a gruff sounding voice.

"Hello?"

The voice sent a chill through my body that I couldn't explain and frankly. Even if I could, I wouldn't want to.

"Yeah, this Castiel Milton?"

"May I ask who wishes to know?"

"Your knight in shining armor. This is Dean Winchester, I'm going to be your new editor and I thought I'd give you a call and let you know that our publisher let go of your old editor."

"Oh... Well, Mariane will be missed but she was rather late sometimes with my final drafts."

"Yeah, that's a definite no-go, especially with our top star. I wanted you to know that I'll be over tomorrow to discuss the final details. There's also something else you should know when I arrive there as well. "

"You cannot divulge the information at this moment?"

"Afraid not, let's just say, line might not be safe."

"I...I'll talk to you tomorrow then, farewell."

"Yeah, bye."

I hung up and stared at my cellphone blankly. That went over well.. But it seemed that Castiel was going to question his intentions but then stopped. Perhaps he knew, well he had to of. Duh. I shook my head feeling stupid. My supervisor Bobby had a meeting with him the other day and probably told him all about himself and what was going to be happening.

I would meet Castiel Milton for the first time tomorrow with the selected forged documents, new location, car.. It would probably be overwhelming for Castiel. His whole life he knew gone and he'd become someone else to the world. Jimmy Novak.

I jumped at the sound of my ring tone going off, Ramble on by Led Zeppelin. I let out a sigh when I saw the screen name, I glanced out the window and saw that night had fallen again. Damn, you could lose track of time real fast.

"Hey Lisa."

"Dean, are you coming home?"

"Yeah, I'll be there shortly, just finishing up something."

"Your running late... Sure everything's okay?"

"Of course, everything's fine. I'll see you in a few."

"Alright, Dinner's ready Dean. I'm tired and I believe the couch is calling your name."

Ouch. So that's how it was? That was just fine, I didn't need the bed, I didn't need this. I don't have time for this bull.

"You know what? Bobby just gave me another case, I won't be back until later."

"...Whatever Dean." A click and a dial tone followed. Suddenly, content didn't seem to sound so good to myself. Why was I letting things fall apart? I had to make it up to her soon. I closed my cellphone, rubbing my eyes tiredly and grabbed my keys. Looked like I'd be spending the night in the only girl that didn't give me any trouble. My baby.

My black 1967 Chevy impala.

So I did something different. Dean's point of view in first person for this prologue. It was a one time thing and I am not doing it again for this story. Rest of the story will be in third person like usual. I might go back and forth between their point of views like I've done previously. Regardless, hope you like the idea so far that I got here. If you guys did like the first person and would like to see it again later on for this story, let me know. : D

Be kind and review? Let's me know what you guys think. Especially in the direction of where this could go.