And She Watched (By His Side)

by bookwriter123456

She was there. Helping, when no one else would. Hoping, when no one else could. She helped raise Dean Winchester from Hell. Maybe Castiel didn't want her in this war, but she would follow him anywhere. Edriel will fight. But first she will wait. And watch. Castiel and OC friendship {Covers seasons 4 and 5} {Book 1}

1. To Hell And Back

Her feathers were burning.

She followed Castiel farther down into the Pits of Hell. Behind them, flashes of white and orange light clashed behind them, indicating the death of angels and demons alike as the two met in battle.

They had to hurry. While angels were powerful creatures, they were in the birthplace of demons, where they were the strongest.

Traveling down down down, wings barely making a sound behind her, killing any demons with her blade as she sped through the corners, searching for the Righteous Man, trying to stop him from breaking the first seal.

Sinking her blade into the demons vessels and hiding it behind a rack of chains, she closed her eyes and flicked her grace outwards, rushing it through the hallways, searching for the soul they had come for.

There.

Edriel opened her eyes and followed Castiel. They could hear the souls of the damned behind them, mixed with the cruel laugh of their tormentors, to caught up in their work to notice two angels slip past them.

Against her will, Edriel shuddered, feeling the darkness press into her and thought, Hell is no place for an angel.

They came to a stop in front of an opposing black door. Sliding his blade into his hand, Castiel blasted the door open in a blaze of Grace and hot white light. The demons screamed and came upon them, hissing and crawling, their twisted black faces snarling and twisting in rage. The two angels parted ways, Edriel staying back to hold them off while Castiel went to rescue the Righteous Man.

One year and four months after he made the crossroads deal to save his brothers life, Dean Winchester woke up in a plain pine box in the middle of nowhere with a handprint on his shoulder and a words in his head from a voice he couldn't remember.

All will be well, Dean Winchester.

A.N: Hey guys! This is my very first story and I'm so excited! Thank you pheonixwrites79 for encouraging me to post this, walking me though the steps, and putting up with my talking. And for posting your stories. I'm a little obsessed. Also, this and the next chapter are short but I promise they get longer. Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural and I never will.