I don't own them. none of them they are the property of Kripke and God. Wait, I thought Kripke was God? Either way not mine, soooo sad about that. :(

Must thank my friend *B* for the title, It was multifunctional it was both appropriate and reminded me just how friggin old I am lol. And of course Rufus Wainwright for the song.

Ok for those who said Hell yes ( you know who you are. =D) I wrote it or started it. Really I was just planning on playing with ideas and it sort of wrote itself. So if it sucks blame the muse. It has been kicking around in my head for weeks getting in the way quite a lot. I could probably pound our 3 or 4 more chapters tonight, this came so quick and easy. This is just the set up and for those of you who don't know what I am talking about I have attached my post regarding this story to fill in the blanks.

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****And While I am here what do you all think of a spin-off fic of Cas and the Gabester??? It has been ticking in my head since Changing Cannels anyway, it will probably end up written, whether or not it sees the light of day beyond my PC is up to you guys. Love it/Hate it let me know?

I am sort of thinking the big "A" is over and Lucifer is back in his hole and now the earth is full of renegade angels trying to avoid punishment for bringing on the big "A". Cass and the Gabester become sort of heavens bounty hunters tracking them down and hauling them in, of course running into all sorts of interesting creatures and predicaments along the way. Cass has full control because his actions were honorable, the Gabester is on probation, because let's face it, the trickster was a dick, often, we can assume. He more or less has to earn his wings back. Also would add a recurring female angel or character to at least tempt Cass because lord knows that man needs to eyefuck someone. =D No it will not be Anna. Ew. Sorry to the Anna fans, I did truly like her in IKWYDLS and H&H but beyond that she was annoying =(. I would rather contend with Ruby, v1 lol.****

Ok so I should bring Gabster in by the next chapter If you have read my other stories yes, I have used Haniel again, because well this is my favorite angel for many reasons and I love the fact she/he is portrayed in mythology as both male and female. and is often a hard ass and a sweetheart with a short fuse =D ah the possibilites.

Also I do plan on keeping both Hana and Michael as supporting characters because I enjoyed writing the chemistry between them, and am I will need more than C and G to play off of I would imagine only writing those two could become exhausting! I also plan to add bits and pieces of Sam and Dean but they will not be the focus of this fic either. Curious as to your thoughts but play nice, It is something different not written in stone ;D Just something New.

I notice many of you are adding me to favorites THANK YOU! But please say hello. I am a writer and artist this means I spend most of my time holed up in a corner (Hiding from my children) tortured by my muses and plot bunnies (and I tell you some of them have really sharp sticks *ouch*) or my insane ideas. (sharp sticks as well) If you like what I am doing just say hey, I don't bite, unless asked and even then I am choosey! lol

OH and for those of you wondering NO Hana and Cass are not going to do the deed or even come close, at least I dont think so, then again he will be influence by the Gabster. hmmm okay lets just say it will be spontanious should it occur, for the moment there are no plans.

I just can't write a Cass story without some sexual tension thrown his way. Eyesex and personal space issues are a must =D Both of them are pretty daft about human interactions so it could be fun. =D

One word of warning I have no idea where this is going (like i said it really did write itself) so buckle up and hold on, keep your arms and legs in the car and take small children by the hand. let's go :)

Feed back is love, play nice

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EP

Chapter 1

Peace and Pie

The small coffee shop was in the center of the town square, like so many you see, quaint and picturesque . Small streets lined with old brick buildings and manicured patches of grass, lined by sidewalks, and old light posts. A Courthouse, Post Office a few small shops with colorful awnings and small office buildings with even smaller offices located inside. Busy, even bustling by the towns standards, but, still would be considered a ghost town compared to larger cities like New York, Los Angels, DC or Detroit.

Detroit. That is were it all ended and began, again. Hard to believe it was all still standing, even and especially for the two patrons seated near the window of the coffee shop. They were there from the beginning, the true beginning, right up to what was almost the end. They knew the horrific details, just how closely they had come to losing the earth to unspeakable evil, this time.

The well dressed man with the longer than usual, wavy black hair and brilliant blue eyes, who aside from being shockingly handsome blended in with the lunch patrons, in his dress shirt, slacks and tie, sat with a woman who definitely did not. The woman small, with flaming red, pin straight hair, the kind and color not found in nature, almost impossibly pail skin with violet eyes and long, blood red nails, dressed in jeans and a teal top that exposed the creamy pale skin of her chest neck and partially exposed shoulders, now covered by a tightly fitting leather jacket, wearing thick healed black work boots. To call her beautiful would have been an understatment. No, she wasn't from this small town, and she drew a lot of looks and stares from the lunch crowd, especially the male customers.

The man strummed his fingers on the table, looking at her shaking his head, and sighing, then looking away out the window. Silently expressing his irritation with her.

She raised her eyebrows at him, tired of watching his sulking behavior.

"What?" she said in a loud whisper.

He just looked at her, then shook his head at her in a disapproving way, continuing to strum the table.

Having had enough of the strumming, she reached out, and grabbed his hand holding it still.

"STOP!" she said, again in a loud whisper, "I swear Michael, you are the most irritating creature father has ever created."

"Me?" He looked at her incredulously. "Hana, did it ever occur to you to blend in?"

"I do blend in. I have taken a human vessel, one that fits me, I might add."

"I fit this vessel, well enough." he snapped "It is not exactly my fault I had to substitute." He complained.

"Well lucky for you, and me, it's only temporary, because you look about to burst." she commented.

"And you look like you have been lit aflame." he snapped back.

She closed her eyes and sighed at him. "I am a virtue Michael, just like you, My vessel will project that, It cannot be helped. And I happen to like it." she smirked at him.

"Still…" he sighed, shaking his head.

"Your vessel will project strength and mine, passion, it's not my fault you are so bland." she remarked.

"I'm not bland." He defended, "and you could have at least…. clothed it a little less-" he was cut off.

"What? Michael, less what? Attractive?". she smiled.

"ENTICING" he snapped.

With this she threw her head back and laughed.

"Hana!" He scolded "Remember where we are."

"What's the point of being human if you can't enjoy some of the perks?"

"Can we get to why you called me." he said impatient"

"Just as soon as I get a hot chocolate and a brownie." she said with a sigh.

"Chocolate," he thought with a small smile, she loved chocolate, he knew.

When the waitress approached. She ordered her treat and Michael a coffee, she told the waitress he would want it "plain and boring like him."

***

Dean laid in the hospital bed impatient. He had been here 3 months well, not exactly here, first the hospital in Detroit, and when he was well enough he was sent here to South Dakota, near Bobby's, the closest thing he had to a home since he was 4.

Fall was coming on again, he had watched summer come and go through his hospital window, while he learned to walk, and talk and just about everything else all over again. At first he was angry and frustrated but, now looking back at it, he knew he had made the right decision. He knew it could have been worse.

He had, at the very last possible moment, screamed out to Michael, "Yes."

"Yes, Dear fucking God, yes!" As he watched his brother about to cave into Lucifer and the Man, the angel, who had become his best friend, about to face death and eternity in hell. He agreed. Still, all of the details were fuzzy but, he didn't regret it, and he didn't even mind it, as he laid in the bed almost completely back to normal.

It had been a long road but, he was used to those. He was waiting on Sam and Bobby to come visit him, they were bringing him his favorite, Bacon Cheeseburger for dinner to celebrate his release tomorrow. Cass was coming later and had promised him a surprise as well, he hoped it was pie.

He knew he wouldn't be seeing the angel very much at all now. Heaven was getting back in order and Castiel was restored his proper place there. He had been given new orders, he had been reassigned to what he called 'Clean up duty'. But the angel promised to stop in now and again.

Yes, Dean had to admit, now that he was on the other side, life was pretty good. He could see a future for the first time ever, he even had his eye on a pretty blonde nurse. She hadn't really given him the time of day but, he was persistent just the same.

***

Hana and Michael, left the coffee shop, walking towards the hospital, she slipped her small arm through the crook of his, and rested her head hign on his arm near his shoulder, he looked down on her, he didn't resist. She was, his sister after all, he did love her, even if she was wrong most of the time.

He had wanted to teleport to the hospital, "why walk?" But she insisted they walk and they talk. He gave in, it pleased her, and in turn pleased him by giving them one less thing to argue about.

He was never quite sure what his father was thinking, when he created her, she was pure Passion and Love. Yes, even the romantic kind. She was a fierce warrior, he would give her that, he had fought by her side many times but, she was ruled by love and compassion, with a quick temper sparked by her passion. If any angel were too human from the start, it were she.

He had known her since before the beginning of time, Haniel, himself and the five others were God's first creations. The 7 archangels of creation, now there were only Four. Three were lost when they forsake God during the uprising. Uriel proven to be, a heartbreaking disappointment, Raphael's, fate had yet to be determined. Then there was Gabriel, he sighed at the thought of him.

Gabriel was part of the reason Haniel had called him there. Gabriel had committed more crimes than most, over a much longer period of time, yet he had redeemed himself, many times over, before the end. His fate was also not determined. Well by Michael and the others that is, Haniel, it seems had her own ideas.

When God had returned to heaven to see the results of his absence, it was revealed, his first creation, the Angels, were being tested. Yes, the whole thing had been a test, which many failed miserably. Most of the of the unfaithful were punished, a few, like Raphael and Gabriel were still awaiting determination, and several escaped. As a result the earth was now home to many renegade angels that would need brought home to meet their fate.

God left the restructuring of Heaven and the clean up of the earth to the 4 remaining Arch's. Two would work on putting heaven in order and two, Michael and Hanna, would be responsible for earth. Hanna and himself would oversee small bands of angels who would go about collecting the renegades, bringing them back to heaven for punishment.

They approached a Bakery, and Hana wanted to stop. Michael as usual sighed.

"I'll only be a minute." she said, and went in without him, leaving him standing on the sidewalk in front.

"This gave him a moment to look up at his father" I am not questioning you." he said "But are you certain, of this?" Only a few angels could get away with such a remark. Michael was one of them.

Hana, he felt ,was too much in love with this world and most of things in it. Not to mention the angel they were going to meet. He was not looking forward to that, he scowled at the thought. True with out this this brother's determination they may have never stopped Lucifer.

It was none of his concern he told himself. This angel worked under Haniel's virtue, he was her responsibility, she gave the orders, the angel never questioned her, when he was certain she was the one giving them. He was also, during their time in heaven, one of her closest confidants. Too close, at times, Michael thought, yet not inappropriate. Michael reasoned he should stay out of it. It bothered him none the less.

He wasn't sure why it bothered him except, Hana was weak in the flesh, as proven by the two hot chocolates and three brownies she had consumed at the coffee shop, and this particular angel had been in his vessel for more than two human years. Michael was well aware how an angel could be affected by human emotion and needs over a long period of time. He had spent much time in various vessels over his more than two thousand years. During those times he succumbed to many 'needs' himself. Most minor indiscretions could be forgiven in the past. Father wasn't feeling very forgiving considering the current predicament, however.

He hoped his sister could perform her duties and not be by distracted by temptations. Or at least any additional temtations.

Hana came out of the store with a bag and a smile. She was up to something he knew.

"Can we continue now?." He asked, impatient again.

"Soon." she said, digging in the bag pulling out a smaller white bag.

"More chocolate?" He sighed, looking at her annoyed.

She put It in her jacket pocket, "For later." she explained and smiled, handing him the larger bag and it's contents.

"What's this?" he questioned taking the bag.

A gift for you and Dean she grinned, knowing he would be pleased.

Michael nodded and looked in the bag almost fearful of what she could have in there and saw a pie.

"See I remembered." she smiled at him, "your weakness" she giggled. "I am told Dean Winchester likes it too." she said "Maybe you can bond."

He nodded again and smiled. He loved his sister, because sometimes, although rarely, she was right.

Dean, was the other reason Hana had called Michael to the small South Dakota town. They had never met properly, and while Michael's presence within him had all but destroyed Dean, she was able to heal him, at least enough that he could be saved afterwards.

"Do you think he will want to 'bond'?" Michael asked the word falling awkward from his lips.

"I was told he would like to meet us both." she answered.

"Told by your 'friend' I presume" he said with a very slight tease in his voice.

holding his arm again she tugged a little at his remark. "Yes, he told me and yes he is my friend." She told him. "He is also my subordinate and I have never lost sight of that Michael." She reminded.

"Of course Hana," He said almost gracious. "I hope you never do." he added.

They turned the corner and found the Hospital in front of them and in front of that a familiar face.

***

"Hana", Castiel greeted the Archangel with a smile, too big of a smile, Michael thought.

He turned to Michael and nodded, "Michael, Dean does not know you are coming but, he will be pleased to see you."

"I thought he asked to meet?" Michael said confused.

"He did." Hana explained "It is a surprise." She pointed out.

Michael furrowed his brow, most humans did not consider the unexpected appearance of archangels a pleasant surprise, neither did most other beings for that matter. "Wonderful, she has reduced me to a party trick." He sighed, to himself.

Hana, now sliding her arm through the crook of Castiel's, arm and clasping his hand, "Take me to your Dean Winchester." she said happily, "Later you can tell me all about your time here and I will explain to you, your new orders." she went on, as they walked towards the entrance.

Micheal stood behind them, his arm now empty but, for the bag she had given him. Castiel was smiling at her again. "Yes the smile is too big" he decided.

Hana looked back, "Come on Michael, we don't want to keep Dean waiting." she called.

***

3 months ago.

Lucifer stood in the center of the rubble of the newly leveled building, it had sank when the newest pit to hell had split open beneath it. It was steaming and stinking, Dean knew the smell, if he lived to be one thousand he would never forget it. His brother, Sam, standing between Lucifer and himself. In Lucifer's out stretched hand he held the angel, Castiel precariously close the opening of the pit.

Dean was threatening Lucifer with everything he had, the deal, of course, Sam accept Lucifer and the angel would be saved. Dean didn't know if this was it. If it was this precise moment that Sam faltered and said yes, or if there were more to come. He suspected more, but didn't want to know.

Hovering about the scene were of heavens loyal angels, others were battling on the ground, Their father had returned and given the orders to stop Lucifer, return him to the pit and right the wrongs of the unfaithful. They intended to follow those orders, now more determined than ever.

Michael and Haniel were in the forefront. Watching and waiting. Michael, because Dean was his vessel and he was waiting for him to agree to accept his mighty power and allow him to save the earth and destroy the Devil. Haniel because Castiel was one of hers, quite possibly the last of his garrison under her charge. He had been loyal and determined, she did not want him lost, there were too few left like him. She would not let him die without feeling their father's gratitude for his loyalty.

"Micheal we must save him" she told her stronger brother.

"We must returnLucifer" he said "Castiel knows and accepts his place he will die with honor."

"No, he has fought too hard. I won"t allow it" she said unyielding.

"The older Winchester must accept me or it is mute." Michael replied frustrated.

"Micheal take him gently, and I can save him" she said

"It is not possible" he told her

"Tell him" she said "Tell him I will heal him."

"You can not" he told her

"Yes I can, if you are gentle with him." she persisted.

"He is going to break." Michael said watching Sam.

"Tell him!" Hana hissed at her brother and then said "Do it!"

And he did. Michael spoke to Dean. He promised to end it all right there, he promised him he would be healed. It didn't matter, before he could finish Dean was screaming.

"Michael?" "Yes, Dear fucking God yes!" he cried, unable to take anymore, "Just Do it" he screamed "Stop this, Please."

And Michael did as he was told.

And Haniel healed Dean as best she could, enough that he could be saved.

Then she took Castiel to his father. And he saw what he had never seen before.

The face of God.

***