A/N: I'm a bit apprehensive about posting this and have been, espically this part because I orignally wasn't going to write it was going to start with the next chapter, but I kinda started to want a conception bit. Is this AU or AR. I think it's AU because there is still the supernatural stuff going on just with and added character that will switch up happenings in episodes.

HEAVEN'S HYBRID

Pre-Series December 2002: Unknown Relations with Another Species

Ann-Marie Carlson was a woman of faith, thirty-one and currently living in Joliet Illinois about an hour away from her relatives in Pontiac. An angel had begun speaking to her, curious about the ways of humanity and asking permission to inhabit her body to do so. She had no reason to question an angel, so she said yes. Little did she know she'd come to regret that decision.

Hamied was the angel of miracles and had grown curious about the creatures that father had created called humans. Hamied had been watching them for centuries, but wasn't desperate enough to rip out the grace that made angels what they were, unlike Anael had done some time ago, but not as much time by human standards. Instead Hamied sought out a vessel from the line that was Hamied's. Finding Ann-Marie Carlson, she seemed to suit the best for the purposes at hand. Without the permission of Heaven Hamied took Ann-Marie as a vessel.

When Hamied was in control she was startled by how limited human vision was. She could tell she could see far more and with more clarity then a normal human, but how she saw things normally as an angel was restricted. Hamied told herself that this was just for an up close observatory; she would not enthrall herself into the desires and sins of mankind. She looked around the small apartment for a moment taking in Ann-Marie's living space before leaving to wonder the town.

Hamied spent a few days on Earth and on her last day she felt a shockwave run through her vessels bones and knew instantly what had caused it. The Winchester family was in Joliet or at least one of them was. The angels watched the Winchesters they all knew they were important some how they just know what it was yet. Sometimes Hamied believed that fellow angel Castiel took far too much interest in the brothers.

Hamied was intrigued though, knowing it could only be John Winchester or his oldest son Dean because Sam Winchester was away at college.

She meditated, concentrating on pin pointing where the Winchester and then in the blink of an eye she was gone from where she had been standing. She appeared again in a dark and dirty alley. The sound of fast running footfalls were coming up the alley. The alley was then a frenzy, a creature Hamied well knew as a werewolf stopped in front of her. It just stared at her, she could feel Ann-Marie's fear rising because Hamied and let her remain semi aware to help Hamied out the human experiences. "What is it?" Ann-Marie's mind screamed.

"A werewolf," Hamied silently replied.

"Hey!" a shout sounded up the alley.

The werewolf turned its attention to the new comer, but didn't get to react to the presence before several shoots went off hitting the creature several times. "Get down, hide, act human," screamed Ann-Marie inside their head, so Hamied did as was told.

The creature was down, but Hamied stayed hidden behind the dumpster by orders of Ann-Marie, who also kept reiterating to act scared when whoever shot the thing came.

The clunking footsteps approached getting closer and closer when the figure cane into view Hamied falsified a startled jump. "Hey it's alright Miss, take it easy."

Hamied looked to the man's face to see which Winchester it was. Through Hamied's blue eyes she came face to face with John Winchester. "You alright?"

"I am fine," replied Hamied.

John looked perplexed a the ease of the response. "Fine, you sure, most people would run screaming in the other direction without so much as a thank you."

"Well I am not most people and thank you."

"Yeah, sure," John replied and turned to leave.

"He's so handsome. I wish I could get with a guy like that."

"Wait," called Hamied.

"What are you doing?" Ann-Marie asked.

Hamied ignored her as John turned around. "Can I do anything for you?"

"I'm good Miss."

"Ann-Marie, my friends call me Ann."

"Thanks play it up Hamied," she said but all of sudden hit a brick wall and saw nothing.

"I'm not a nurse or anything, but I can tend to whatever wounds you may have. My apartment is not to far from here."

"You sure about this? You don't even know my name."

"What is your name then?"

"John Winchester."

"Nice to meet you John Winchester, would you like to come to my place so I can patch you up?"

John Winchester caved in, he led the woman to his truck where she then gave him directions to her place.

They sat on the couch in the living room with Hamied looking John over for injuries. "You are very unique you know," she said staring into John's eyes.

Hamied did know what was overcoming her, she'd told herself she was not going to delve into human desires. She leaned foreword brushing her borrowed lips against his, but John pulled away. "How old are you?"

Thirty-One, why is my age relevant?"

"Just checkin'," replied John, leaning back in, kissing the young woman before him.

"I have never felt this way before?" Hamied breathed into John's open mouth.

"What way?"

"This overwhelming desire to be with another."

"You haven't had sex before?"

Hamied drew on Ann-Marie's memories. "Yes, once in my youth, with another boy, but it was never like this."

She pressed her lips harder against his and he pressed back. As each moment went by things grew more heated and demanding. "Room," grunted John.

"Down the hall."

They made their way down the hall to the bedroom. Hamied fell back onto the bed, John falling on top of her. "You sure about this?" John asked.

"I am."

Before either could reconsider the situation clothes were shed and Hamied was lying with her back on top of the comforter completely naked. John crawled up he too completely naked and over the top of her. He stared at her for moments on end before bending down and began to plant kisses down her creamy colored skin.

Hamied had never been so overwhelmed with such sensations before, having not walked Earth for centuries. She succumbed to earthly needs and wants even though she'd vowed not to.

John Winchester worked his way back up her body, finally stopping on her lips. Rough pulling kisses with and occasional bite. Hamied opened her mouth and remembered to kiss back. "You ready?" John slowly drew out the question between kisses.

"Yes, please," breathed Hamied.

"Do you hav-"

"Just take me now, I am fine, everything will be fine."

"Alright."

They proceeded onward, panting and grabbing, kissing and thrusting. Sweat dribbled and slid down skin. Time passed but neither kept track and suddenly a white hot light flashed behind Hamied's eyes and felt as though she was being filled up with ecstasy.

John then slowly removed himself from her and got up in search for his discarded clothes. "Where are you going?" Hamied asked.

"I have to go, jobs in other cities, more monsters to catch. I'm meeting my son for a job. Thanks for patching me up though."

"I understand, you must save other lives and it was not a problem to help you with your wounds.

"Well you got to be the most understanding girl I've met. Thanks again," he said placing a kiss on her forehead before leaving.

Hamied was still coming down from the bliss she had experienced, slowly moving under the sheets, throwing the comfortor of the bed completely and stared through the window into the night sky. She was drifting into a haze when she saw two shooting stars streak through the dark sky. She could barely mumble a no before she fell asleep.

When she woke the next morning it was to Ann-Marie nagging her and an unknown feeling within the confines of her abdominal region. "Hamied what happened? What did you do?"

"I had sexual relations with John Winchester."

"Please tell me you used some sort of protection."

"No, why would I have any need for protection. I can protect you from any disease you may catch normally."

"That's not what I was implying. I'm not going to get pregnant right Hamied?"

It then hit Hamied the weird sensation that kept nagging and pulsing within her and the falling stars from last night. "I am afraid that you are pregnant."

"WHAT? Hamied I've only had sex once before when I was a stupid teenager and we took precautions, you don't and in one night get me pregnant."

"I will stay with you until the child is born."

"Who says that I want to keep this baby."

"Do not say such thing, I saw the shooting stars last night."

"So what does that have to do with anything?"

"An angel fell from heaven last night and the shooting stars is how human eyes perceives it. When an angel falls they are reborn human, often the birth is a miracle."

"You're saying that I'm carrying an angel baby."

"Precisily, although I believe that this scenario will be slightly different."

"How?"

"Normally when this happens it is when the conception of a fallen angel is done it is between two humans and here it was not. Never has the angel been in a female body when committing lust, normally it is done is male's body to human woman and the offspring were called Nephelim. This however is the opposite, even if an angel hadn't fallen last night your child would still be half angel, half human. I believe that this child will be far more special and far more powerful then it would be ordinarily."

"Well that's just peachy."

"I must find out which angel fell, find their grace and protect it, so no one can use it against them. I must take total control over your body for a brief amount of time."

"Like you didn't last night."

"I will not commit in sexual escapades."

"Fine, whatever."

Hamied took control and listened in on a conversation from heaven because she could not risk leaving Ann-Marie behind. "Hamied disappeared and now Castiel has fallen, we can't afford any more dwindling numbers," said the calm voice of Zachariah.

"And who's fault is that, please enlighten me," said an enraged Uriel.

"We sat back and let Castiel watch over the Winchester brothers far to much. We all know how infatuated he got with them," Raphael said.

Hamied left the conversation, Castiel the youngest angel in all of heaven had succumbed to the desperation of falling. She understood why everyone was worried about this. Sometime in the near future Castiel was suppose to lead a fleet of angels into hell to retrieve the righteous man that would be put there.

With the knowledge that Castiel had fallen and more then likely the child she and Ann-Marie were carrying she set out to look where Castiel's grace had touched down. She would have to do it the human way as well so as not to alert the other angels.

When Hamied found a cedar tree that had shot up in the middle of a fire engulfed forest. She approached the cedar tree and rested a tender hand on the tree's trunk. Feeling the grace pulsing through the tree. She carefully extracted the grace and placed it into a special vile and then sealed it into a special lock box. She disappeared to John's secret storage and hid the box there.

Month's passed and Hamied stayed with Ann-Marie as the baby grew inside of her. Hamied was growing tired of living down on earth, but wanted the child to be okay. She kept them all hidden from demon and angel alike. In the early hours on August twentieth, two thousand three, Hamied in Ann-Marie's body went into labor.

Ann-Mare had reminded Hamied that they needed to go to the hospital and Hamied whisked them off to the hospital emergency entrance. By late afternoon the baby boy was born. "Ann-Marie, Ann-Marie," called Hamied, who had given Ann-Marie full control during the birthing processes. The child had been taken away to be cleaned up. Ann-Marie herself had already gotten cleaned up and moved to a room. "What do you want Hamied?"

"Please Ann-Marie I know you are angry with me, but I want you to name him Castor."

"Why should I, I thought you said that he was the angel Castiel, why shouldn't I name him that?"

"No, you can't, if you do then the other angels will surely find out who and where he is. Please name him Castor it shares some similarities and if you wish you can give him a middle name of your choice."

Ann-Marie had a feeling there were other reasons Hamied wanted the boys name to be that. "Fine, okay."

"I must leave you now, please take care of him. I will leave information about John Winchester with you incase you ever find that you need his help."

With that Hamied left the vessel Ann-Marie to return to heaven.

Ann-Marie sighed glad the angel had finally left her. A nurse walked in wheeling in the basinet in coming to a stop alongside the bed. "Here's your baby boy Miss."

Ann-Marie saw the card on the basinet reading Baby Boy Carlson. The nurse lifted the small boy out and handed him over. "Do you have a name picked out for your son?"

Ann-Marie slowly nodded her head peterfied about holding the bundle wrapped in blue blankets. "Castor."

"Castor?" the woman asked with a raised eyebrow. "Do you mind spelling that for me."

"Umm… sure, C.A.S.T.O.R."

"Alright, do you have a middle name for the little guy?"

"James," replied Ann-Marie. "Castor James."

"That sounds goof an just to be sure all the paper work is right, you are the mother, Ann-Marie Carlson."

"Yes."

"Do you know who the boy's father is?"

Ann-Marie stayed quiet for a few minutes. "Honey, were you raped?"

Ann-Marie very much felt like it at times, but she sighed and took a deep breath. "No, one night stand. His name was John Winchester."

"Okay, John…. Winchester, and your sons name is Castor James Car-"

"NO! No I want his name to be Winchester."

"What? Are you sure? I mean… most women don't give the umm…"

"Well I don't want him to have my last name I want him to have his fathers."

"Fine, fine, alright. Castor James Winchester it is. Born August twentieth two thousand three at One Thirteen PM," said the nurse. "Would you like to hold him for awhile longer before I take him back to the nursery?"

"Sure I guess," replied Ann-Marie, the nurse left her with Castor.

No matter how long she stared at the small bundle in her arms, she could not feel that motherly pull of adoration. She couldn't find any love for this child, that by human definition was hers. She did not know how she was going to protect a child she couldn't love.

Hamied returned to Heaven only to be greeted by Raphael, Michael, and Zachariah. "Hamied where have you been?" asked Raphael.

"I… I ha-"

"Can you not think of an excuse," sneered Zachariah.

"I do not know what you speak of," replied Hamied.

"Do not play ignorant in front of me Hamied," said Michael, voice firm. "I know where you have been. Heaven did not grant you permission to assume a vessel."

"I regret what I did. I got far too curious and did not wish to fall."

Michael and Raphael continued to stare at Hamied. "Speaking of fallen Hamied," said Zachariah. "Castiel has fallen from grace."

"What do you mean?" Hamied asked, keeping a stony face to not let on about knowing of Castiel.

"I believe it was your fault. You were the one who was encouraging Castiel to watch humans and now heaven has lost one of it's best soldiers."

"Zachariah speaks true and you have walked the earthly planes without the consent of heaven's higher ranks," said Michael. "You will be sent to rehabilitation and will take Castiel's place. When the time comes, you will lead a fleet of fellow angels and lay siege to hell and you will raise the righteous man from perdition."

With Michael's last words Hamied was escorted to the rehabilitation center. There wasn't a place worse then this in heaven for an angel.

a/n: So that was the first bit. sorry if the kind of sex scene sucks. I have never written one and well don't have any first hand experience so... Question for anyone, how would I go about positng this on LJ. ~StoryDreamer