Hey guys, I was bored and I didn't know if any of my fans have forgotten about me but I thought I would make this short for you guys. I have been watching my favorite show ever, Supernatural, and I got this idea. So I hope you guys like it and if you don't well, sorry. This is a onetime shot between Castiel and Dean's DAUGHTER! Ah, well I will let you guys read it. BTW there is nothing sexual sorry guys. If I get enough likes maybe I will continue this. But only if you beg, well here it is, Winged Love.

"Heck heck, Ccccaaasttiel, is that you?" I whispered.

I watched as the brooding angel sprinted around the corner. He stopped when he saw the battle field. He looked down at me and his face was horrified.

"Heh heh, come on I can't look that bad." I tried to joke.

I felt another wave of pain and I felt blood start to come up my throat. I watched as I started to hack up some more of the foul stuff. Castiel ran up to me and started to run his eyes down my chest.

"You have a punctured lung, a minor concussion, three stab wounds, and a broken leg."

I started to snicker.

"Wow, that's it, I thought it was so much worse." I laughed.

Cas didn't look in the joking mood.

"This isn't funny."

"Yeah, I know just trying to lighten the mood grumpy wings."

He ignored my comment and looked back at my wounds.

"I need to heel your wounds," he said in his deep serious voice.

I laughed. I knew he couldn't heal all of this. He probably can heel everything but the broken foot and the stab wounds. He moved his hands over my body and healed what I knew he could heal.

"Cas I need to get to a hospital."

He nodded and picked me up bridal style. In no time at all we were at the nearest hospital.

"Nurse, I need help." Cas yelled out.

The nurse looked horrified as they called a stretcher over to take me away. I smiled and waved to Cas just as my father ran in with my Uncle. My uncle looked very worried while my father had a mixture of anger and worry in his eyes. Uncle Sam stayed with Cas while dad ran after me. I watched as he tried to fight back the doctors and nurses to get to me. The doctors took me to a room and put a mask over my face. The last thing I see is the doctors moving away from my body to tend to my wounds.

I woke up to a sterile room. Dad and Uncle Sam were sitting in the chairs next to my bed. I tried to sit up a little but a sharp pain in my side made me slide back down. My dad looked up and saw that I was awake he ran up to the bed and a smile broke out on his face.

"Samantha, god, you're okay."

I smiled.

"Of course dad, you don't think you could have gotten rid of me that easily." I muttered.

I looked over at Uncle Sammy.

"You guys didn't worry over me too much while I was out right?"

Uncle Sam laughed.

"Well, I knew you would recover, I mean you are your dad's child, but your dad was being a worry wart."

I chuckled.

"Well, I have a right to be worried, I'm your father."

"Dean, come on, you should have known that she would have recovered, Cas did help her."

My dad flipped his head around and glared at Uncle Sammy.

"I'll go call your cousin telling him that you're okay."

He quickly scooted out of the room and my dad looked back at me.

"That reminds me where is Mr. Grumpy Wings; I need to thank him for saving me."

Dad had this face and I knew he was beyond angry.

"Dad where's Cas?"

He sighed.

"I sent him away."

I shot up and felt the sharp pain hit my side again.

"Why did you do that," I yelled out.
"I did it because he didn't protect you or stop you when you went after that horde of demons."

I huffed.

"You probably didn't even get the whole story." I growled.

"Well, I think it was perfectly clear when you came in here all battered up that Cas didn't do anything to try and stop you." He growled back.

"NO HE DIDN'T, HE TRIED EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER TO STOP ME BUT I TRICKED HIM!" I screamed.

My dad looked a little shocked but put his angry face back on.

"Oh and how did you do that?"

I sighed.

"Well, I knew where the horde was but you wouldn't let me go, well I stole your knife and went after the demons, Cas had been watching me and followed me to a hotel that I was staying at. He tried to convince me out of it and tried to barricade the doors. Well, I told him that I wouldn't go after them and asked him to go get a gun out of the closet. Well, when he went in I hit a symbol with my blood, the angel be gone symbol and he flashed away. After that I went after the demons. There were many of them and I couldn't take them all. About five got away but the rest died a gruesome and painful death." I explained.

My dad's mouth gaped open and then turned his anger towards me.

"That's it when you get home your grounded, I should have known that this was too dangerous for you!"

"What that is so unfair, dad I'm a twenty-three old women you can't ground me."

"Oh yeah watch me, also your never hunting ever again and that's final!" he yelled as he walked out slamming the door behind him.

"WELL, FUCK YOU TOO!" I yelled out at him.

A few weeks later dad brought me home. I was still angry with him and he sighed as he put me in my room. See dad had bought a nice beach house really close to the beach. The house had this log cabin feeling that I usually loved but hated when I thought that I would have to be stuck here for the next five to seven weeks. My dad laid me in my bed and handed me my favorite book, Supernatural. Apparently this book was written by a profit that had no clue he was one and wrote their whole life story on paper. I used to read them late at night hoping that I would one day become a hunter like dad.

But apparently that is a dream that is already crushed before it even began.

"Samantha do you need anything else?"

"Yeah, could you at least bring me a rag, a blanket, a saw, and my pistol?"

"Why would you need all that?"

"So I can saw this leg off and get away from this place." I growled.

He sighed.

"Well, I'll be in the other room if you need me."

"Don't count on it."

He sighed again and closed the door. As soon as he closed it I grabbed my crutches and a few sheets. I tied them all together and tied it to my book shelf. I grabbed my spare knife from under my pillow and climbed out of the window. When I got the bottom I pulled up my crutches and started to hobble towards my car. I was about to get in when I saw Cas sitting on the stone wall that held the ocean back. I decided this wasn't as important as this. I started to hobble over to Cas. I was right behind him when I heard his deep voice:

"Samantha no need trying to sneak up on me I already know your there."

I laughed.

"You always had a way of knowing I was coming that's why I always loved trying to prank you."

He smiled a little but it faded quickly.

"Samantha I should leave your father isn't too happy with me." He stood to leave but I pulled him back down.

"No don't leave please; I explained to him what happened he knows that it was all me, just don't go I can't stand to stay here for seven weeks without someone fun around."

He sat back down and looked out at the ocean.

"You humans are so weird about being alone."

"And why is that?"

"Angels live on their own for years they don't get lonely, they always know that there is more of them out there and they are never alone but humans always want someone right there beside them."

I snickered.

"Is that so bad?"

He shook his head.

"No, I find it very relaxing and nice."

I smiled.

"Good I enjoy being with others because I feel closer to home and sanity, what do you feel when you're around your kind, are they all grumpy wings like you are?" I giggled as I laid my head down on his shoulder.

"If you mean serious, then yes, we are all grumpy wings."

"Do you ever lighten up?"

"No, I don't think I have "lightened up" as you put it."

"Well, then let me try and see if I can do it." I lifted up my head and looked him straight in the eyes.

I slowly moved closer until my lips were pressed against him. At first he was so shocked that he didn't move. But after a second his mouth started to move with mine. His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to his body. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him deeper into the kiss. I ran my hands through his hair and grabbed on. I heard him moan a little and kissed more passionately. When we pulled away we were both gasping for air. We hadn't gone up for air in minutes.

"So, how did that work?" I asked.

"Marvelously," He said grinning.

Before I knew it I was pulled back into another kiss much more passionate than the last one. We sat there kissing under the starry sky. When he pulled away I smiled.

"So I'm guessing you wanted me to do this?" Cas asked.

I smiled.

"Just part of my devious plan to get you all to myself," I grinned.

"Well, it worked."

"Good."

He pulled me up onto his lap and we kissed some more. But it didn't last too much longer. We heard from the house a large yell and I knew dad had found out I got out. Cas gave me a look and I smiled weakly.

"So how are we going to explain to dad how I snuck out of the house?"