A/N Hey guys, this is a little oneshot I wrote after meeting Ezekiel. Please Reviews are welcome. hope you like it!
Had it really been only four years since that day, feels like a lifetime. I've been through do much since then and it all surrounded the commands of one angel, only one. However I do not know his name, only his voice. I've always wanted to meet the angel with the deep voice with a slight accent. That's why when Dean called and said they had found another angel, a male angel, I got excited.
I took two days for Sam and Dean to get back to the bunker toting a new angel, Ezekiel I thought they said his name was. By the time they got there I was anxious to meet the new guy, hoping it was my angel. The one who guided me and helped me when I need assistance from 'the god squad'.
The alarm blared and Dean walked inside with Sam and Ezekiel following behind. "Kevin? Kev where are you?" Dean shouted to the empty room. Hearing him yell I jumped up and ran out of my room towards the main hall.
"Yeah I'm here Dean," I said back, "I was in my room."
"Whatever Kev, we have some one for you to meet, says he knows you." Dean said gesturing towards Ezekiel.
"Hello, Prophet Kevin. My name is Ezekiel. Pleasure to meet you in person."
"Hi, have we met?"
"Yes, you might not recognize this voice, maybe you'll recognizes my true voice. Sam, Dean if you wouldn't mind leaving the room for one minute. I'm afraid my voice will damage your ears."
"Okay, Kev, if you need us yell." Dean said looking at Ezekiel, who was staring pretty intently at me.
"Yeah okay Dean." I responded vaguely staring back at Ezekiel.
"Is this like that thing Cas and I do?" Dean whispered to Sam thinking of his boyfriend.
"Yes, exactly like that." Sam responded feeling uncomfortable with the awkward staring. They walk out and close the door.
Ezekiel's eyes glow bright blue, as a voice fills the room, every nook cranny and crevice. It is deep and it is beautiful. It's the voice I've heard in my head for 4 years now.
"It's you." I gasp out staring at Ezekiel as the light dies down, and the ringing stops.
"Yes, it is me." He says his deep voice filling my ears.
I stumble forward and crash my lips to his to the angel I've fallen in love with sense the first note if his song telling me I was a prophet of The Lord.
He catches me and presses his lips into mine with equal if not more ferocity. We sand there kissing until Dean peeks his head in to see the sight in from of him.
"Yep just like me and Cas." He says smirking as he closes the door and tells Sam what's going on. They walked away chuckling.
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