So, this is a little story that I came up with during my time at home with some kind of flue. I hope it is okay and I'll be updating this as much as I can. Though school does come in the way from time to time...
Hope you'll like it and don't be afraid to comment. I appreciate any kind of feedback! (Though try to be nice...)

BTW! I'm not from an English speaking country so grammatical faults may occur… quite often. Sorry in advance!

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural! I only own this idea and my two OC's!

It had been three years. Three years of a simple and normal life. There were no monsters, no ghosts and no demons. There was just Eleanor and Lily. Just the two of them at home. Eleanor had a job, a normal job, which she went to from time to time. She was a singer at a bar and luckily, she knew the man that owned the bar and she could easily bring Lily with her whenever she did have to work.

During the days, she cleaned up, played with her daughter or wrote songs. Even though her house was small, she had a spare room which she used for her instruments and hobbies. It was the room that was used the most as most.

Every Sunday, she would bring Lily to church. Since she didn't trust the people she met on the streets, she didn't go in the morning but in the afternoon when there usually weren't any people in church. If any of the people in the village did recognize her, she would be in trouble. Her face had, after all, been all over the news a couple of times for being a suspect for murder. Obviously, she wasn't a real murderer. But her late job had been hard to do without killing at least one person or witnessing at least two brutal murders: Either done by her fellow hunters or by monsters.

With a sigh, Eleanor shifted in the seat, Lily glancing up at her before continuing to play with her two dolls that she had brought with her. In front of them, the altar was placed and above it, a large wooden cross hung. The church wasn't big nor was it anything beautiful. But it was still a church placed on holy grounds. She knew that heaven was screwed up at the moment. She knew it had always been screwed up and therefore – when she clasped her hands together and closed her eyes – she didn't pray to any of them. Not to God, not to Mary and not to Jesus. She prayed to Castiel, the only angel of which Eleanor knew was not corrupted. The only angel which she knew would care about what she had to say.

The only angel which she knew would report back to the Winchesters and tell them that she was alright, still, and that they didn't have to worry.

She prayed for him to tell them that every Sunday and even though she hadn't gotten a reply for quite some time, she knew that he would do what she asked him to do. They had only known each other a year or two before she had left the life of hunting in order to take care of her daughter. Though, none of the Winchesters knew of this which also was something that she prayed to Castiel to not tell them. They didn't have to know that. She didn't want them to know that. Their job saved so many lives every week and she knew that if they knew about Lily, they would stop everything they were working on just to come and say hello or even come and protect her and Lily.

It would be even worse if they knew who the father was.

"Amen," she whispered quietly before leaning back in her seat, the uncomfortable wooden seat already making her bottom ache.

"Mommy," said Lily quietly as she looked back up at Eleanor.

A smile appeared on Eleanor's face as she looked down at her child, a smile that always appeared when she looked down at her child. The brown eyes and hair reminded her of Lily's father and it warmed her heart.

"Yes, dear?"

"Who's the man staring at us?" she asked before pointing over to the other side of the church causing Eleanor's heartbeat to quicken and a nervous sweat to break up on her forehead.

Though, once she looked over to the man, she relaxed again, placing the silver knife back in her pocket.

"You scared me half to death," said Eleanor to the man as he started approaching them.

She placed a hand on Lily's arm before Lily continued playing with her dolls, too caught up in her own world to care about the man as he stood in front of her and Eleanor, looking down at them.

"I heard you're prayer," said Castiel, causing Eleanor to nod.

"It was a long time since you came to visit me," said Eleanor, raising an eyebrow.

"The Winchester's wanted me to come and talk to you," said Castiel, sitting down next to Eleanor.

"How are they?" asked Eleanor as he leaned back in the seat again.

"Good," replied Castiel, his eyes darting all over the place, taking in the religious decorations before landing on the cross and staring at it.

"Good…"

"They worry about you. A demon spoke your name a week ago," said Castiel. "They believe you're in danger," said Castiel, leaning forwards so that his elbows were placed on his knees, his eyes still on the cross.

"They shouldn't worry. I can take care of myself and Lily," replied Eleanor.

Castiel looked over at Lily at the mention of her name and a fond smile appeared on his face. "She's grown since I last saw her."

Eleanor smiled as well. "Yes… she has."

"Dean would want to know about her. He won't be pleased when he finds out that you've kept her a secret from him," said Castiel, looking over at Eleanor as he straightened his back again.

"I know. But he won't find out. I've put that life behind me and I won't tell any of them about Lily. If I do, they'll stop saving people. I can't let them do that. They're the best for the job," said Eleanor, shaking her head. "Besides. Wherever they go… those things follow."

Castiel nodded his head. "I understand your concern."

"Do you though?" asked Eleanor earning a confused look from Castiel. "I mean… you've always sided with Dean and Sam and you're not human. You can't feel what I feel towards Lily."

"You're wrong. Millions of years ago, God told us that you were the things that we were destined to protect and take care off. We used to feel the need to protect you as well," said Castiel, causing Eleanor to look down at her hands. "I know exactly how you feel."

"You said… felt?"

"Not all angels are loyal to God anymore," said Castiel with a sigh. "The Winchester's are coming here, you know."

Eleanor stood up when she heard this. "How did they find me?"

"Bobby."

"He doesn't know where I live," said Eleanor, shaking her head as he eyes widened.

"He searched for you. For any sign of you. Apparently, a hunter has been down these parts a couple months ago and saw and heard you sing at the local bar," said Castiel, standing up as well.

"I won't have this. They can't come here. They can't find out about Lily," said Eleanor, her hands beginning to shake as her heartbeat sped up again.

"You shouldn't worry. They're protected from both demons and angels. No one's going to come after them and no one's going to know they were ever here," said Castiel, furrowing his brow at her.

"I…" said Eleanor before looking down at her feet and then at Lily who hadn't even noticed the two of them standing up again. "Okay… I better… I better prepare for their arrival then. They'll want somewhere to sleep and… food… perhaps a shower…"

"You'll be fine," said Castiel, placing a hand on Eleanor's shoulder. He tried to be reassuring but it failed rather badly as he wasn't a hundred percent sure how to reassure someone. Especially since he knew that Crowley was on their tales, both the Winchester's and Eleanor and Lily's. They needed to be with each other again to protect each other.

Eleanor appreciated the try of reassurance and she placed her own hand on top of Castiel's. "Will you be with them?"

"Yes," said Castiel, nodding his head before looking up at the ceiling for a brief moment. "They want me to come back to them. Will you be alright?"

"Depends on how long it takes for them to reach us," said Eleanor as Castiel let go of her again, smiling.

"Two hours."

"Alright… that gives me time to prepare a meal… maybe I'll by a pie," said Eleanor before smiling at Castiel. "Now go. Don't let them wait."

Castiel nodded and was just about to leave again when Lily caught his eyes. He shifted to stand closer to her before he crouched down in front of her. "Good bye, Lily."

At the mention of her name, Lily looked up at the man, pausing her play with the dolls before smiling at Castiel. "Bye, uncle Cas."

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