/ Howdy my loves. I have been DYING to put Castiel with my favourite OC ever for the longest time and let me tell you this is going to make the supernatural dynamic change up lads and lassies. I use this lovely lady in another fanfiction of mine but she has been tweaked to meet the needs of everyone's favourite angel. I am slapping a big juicy M on this one for chapter two when Castiel and my dear lady get their freak on. M for chapter one because there are some torture elements. Prepare to see a new side to our baby in a trench coat! /

Another day another one of his brothers trapped in a very literal ring of fire thanks to Castiel and his consistent trips to retrieve holy oil for the Winchesters. Every time he gazed at one of them through the flames the guilt ate away at him more and more… Guilt, what a horrible emotion… How can humans continually cope with this time and time again? "Come on Angel boy just point us in the direction of Metatron and we will consider not blasting your candy ass back to the pearly gates" Dean said impatiently absently twisting an angel blade between his fingers, it was just another day at the office for the oldest Winchester. It made him angry sometimes, the Winchesters knew the love of a brother all too well yet day in day out they harassed his brothers and acted offended when he did not join in. Anger, another emotion he wished he never got to experience. Metatron was playing a dangerous game, Cas had been listening into angel radio and Metatron had been getting his brothers and sisters back over to his side by granting one or two every couple of weeks passage back into heaven. Oh, how it made his blood boil. "Brother, please just tell them what you know and you will be freed, I don't wish to see any harm come to you" he implored him his ocean blue eyes consumed by conflicting emotions of guilt and anger.

The angel looked at him, a sigh leaving his lips. He was wearing a local priest [ironic] and when he spoke there was sincerity in his words. "Castiel, I do not blame you for our current predicament truly I do not. It is true that Metatron has been letting some of us into heaven… I included, this is why I decided to wilfully allow my capture. "Hold up hold up. Are you insinuating that you just let us trap you? Bull crap dude, Cas this guy is playing you. Tell him Sam" Dean said throwing his hands up in the air evidently sick of the mind games the angels were oh so fond of playing. The youngest Winchester looked from Castiel to his angelic sibling a clear conflicted look on his face. "What do you think Cas?" he asked being more aware than Dean how difficult this was for their friend. Castiel was afraid, afraid that his brother was playing on his emotions to let him go. He had been betrayed so many times he had lost faith in his family, yet he still loved them… "I want to believe you, but I am struggling to… Tell me brother why would you allow us to hold you captive I do not understand your motives" he said looking at his brother in desperation dying to know the truth. The look of guilt and sadness on the other angels face made Castel so concerned about what was about to pour from his lips he began to brace himself.

"Metatron kept a handful of the garrison with him when he closed heaven… He did it to man the prisoners that were still being subjected to heavens persuasions… When I was granted access I could not believe my ears when her screams began to vibrate through our heavens." The angel said his voice beginning to quiver "I knew who it was immediately and I could not live with myself, I confronted Metatron about what he was doing and he told me it was all to add to the plot of his ever growing story. I disagreed so strongly with this, I went against him so much that he kicked me back down to earth" he said clearly dejected. "He said my time with humanity had made me weak and that I no longer had the mind of an angel, I knew I had to find you… I knew I had to tell you…" He whispered. "What is this douche lord talking about Cas?" Dean said his impatience growing by the second. Castiel shook his head in confusion, he had no idea what in the world his brother was talking about. He said she, Anna perhaps? "I'm sorry I don't understand… Who are you talking about?" he asked in earnest. In that moment he saw the other angel's unwillingness to continue… After a few moments of tedious silence he spoke "it's Grainne, I know you thought her dead but she is far from it… She has been up there this whole time. Castiel I am so sorry I had no idea I sw-"he was cut off by an out of character outburst from his infamous brother "you lie!" he exclaimed in fury "I know I have hurt our family but that is sick. How could you say such vicious things?!" Castiel exclaimed ready to cross the line of fire and knock some sense into someone he was wracked with guilt over moments before. It wasn't until he felt the steely grip of both Winchesters holding him back that he stopped to think for a moment "whoa Cas take it easy man. Talk to us" Sam implored.

"It's the truth Castiel, but not the whole truth… Metatron… Before he kicked me down he told me your story was about to get a lot more interesting and he was very excited to see it play out…" Castiel was still livid, the Winchesters had never seen such bind rage from their angelic friend, not when he was full of leviathan, not even when he found out Naomi had been toying with his brain. With the simple uttering of a name the angel the brothers thought they knew had turned into… well… into a man. "Prove it, show me exactly what you saw" He said through gritted teeth calling his brothers bluff. He could not refuse him, he knew he needed to see. In a flash they were standing in a clinical white room, specks of crimson blood coated the floor. "Where the hell are we?" Dean said clenching the angel blade tighter to his chest "we are still in that old abandoned cabin where you left me. This is merely an illusion. A memory" the angel dressed as a cleric stated in a somewhat shaky tone. Castiel was afraid it must have been obvious on his face because Sam was looking at him like he needed to be placed in a padded cell. "There is nothing here, I knew you were ly-"before Cas could finish the ear splitting scream of a woman echoed through the room. In mere seconds a whole scene was playing out before them… Detained in a chair as white and clinical as the rest of the room lay a woman, secured firmly in place around her arms and legs with cold metal restraints that were obviously digging into her ivory flesh. Her fiery red hair was stuck around her face the rest of it unrecognisable as it was caked in blood. She was in an emerald green dress that went around her ankles, it was held in place with a brooch styled into a celtic knot. It was old, the clothes were old… How long had she been up here? She had a dark and vicious looking purple bruise under her right eye and she was surrounded by two angels that were leering over her in an intimidating fashion. Her clothing was ripped in various places her skin covered in cuts and bruises. Someone had even gone to the trouble of violently carving 'abomination' into the tender skin of her forearm. She was sweating, hyperventilating and just scared in general. But in the depths of her icy blue eyes there was a determination there that could not be ignored. "Just say it and we will put you out of your misery Grainne" one said waving a scalpel menacingly over her. "Go fuck a cactus" she said in a surprisingly feminine Irish accent. With that the scalpel was plunged violently into her pale slim torso causing her to scream another ear splitting cry of agony.

The Winchesters were itching to help the distressed female but when they lunged for the angels they disappeared, once again they were back in the dull dark recesses of the cabin. "Forgive me brother" the angel said looking at Castiel through his flaming prison. "Cas?" Sam said approaching him slowly, the angel was glued to the spot his eyes brimming over with… Wait… Surely not… Was he crying? Not a moment later Castiel fell to his knees his head in his hands as deep heaving sobs left the angels lips, he sobbed so deeply so brokenly that neither brother knew what to do. "What is it Cas, who was that? Come on man pull yourself together…" Dean said squeezing his friends shoulder trying desperately to get an answer out of him. "What did he mean?" Sam asked "When he said Castiels story was about to change what did he mean?" Sam asked walking closer to the flames "watch the skies for something other than an angel will fall tonight" the angel said numbly staring into the flames with dead guilty eyes. With that statement Castiels head shot up and he basically bolted outside just in time for something to plummet into the soil next to them like a meteor. Sam and Dean ran outside with him just in time to see him jumping into the hole that had just been formed in the earth. "Cas?! Be careful man!" Dean shouted as they both made it to the edge of the hole to find their friend cradling the battered and bruised body of the woman from the flashback not moments ago "Grainne, look at me… Can you hear me?" He was imploring her cupping her faced with his hand desperation leaking from every cell in his body as he lay with laboured breath and weak will in his arms.

"I have had enough" Dean grumbled stomping back into the cabin he came as close as he could to the captive angel without getting burned "I am sick of all the mystery and guessing who the hell is that? What kind of crap are you winged jerks trying to pull now?" He said prepared to kill at a moments notice. "Foolish Winchester for once this isn't about you. You just witnessed Castiel being reunited with the love of his life after 1000 years" the angel replied a cynical grin forming on his lips. This was going to make things a whole lot more complicated… If she survived.

/ Ok you got me that was a little dark but trust me chapter two is going to be light as a feather including a sexed up Castiel and another plot twist. Stay tuned for smutty times ahead my dears!