It wasn't unusual for angels to dance.

In fact angels usually used any excuse to hold grand celebrations with music, shared stories and of course - dancing.

But it was unusual for angels to dance with no cause or music to follow along to.

But there was two angels that didn't care if they were stared at. Two angels who discovered one another centuries before and instantly knew they were meant for one another. Two angels who were not afraid to show all of heaven just how much one meant to another.

It was rare for angels to find their soul mate, sometimes due to there being so many angels to begin with, but mostly because angels didn't touch others with their grace. Angels preferred their personal space, or enough room so that their wings didn't crash into others.

How these two angels found there true connection was purely accidentally. One angel had been careless and flying without caution. Usually angels were more careful, but due to this angels high rank as the General of the Archangel Michael, he was used to flying without restrictions.

The other angel was just that, an ordinary angel working his way to being a Seraph. He had just been denied the promotion of Seraph, he had time to spare before he needed to report back to his superior for his duties so he had decided to allow his mind to drift as he soared through Heaven. His senses came back sharply upon his collision with another angel.

They had clung to one another during their descent, trying in vain to gain their wits only to land in a heap on the ground. Instead of focusing on the pain of their wings, both angels instead felt their minds bewilderment at the electrifying sensation running through both of their graces from where they touched. It was definitely a sensation neither had ever felt before.

Of course due to their large gap of importance, they were separated and sent to different areas to be healed. If it wasn't for the General checking in on the other angel, still feeling that same sensation from the meeting of their grace, the lower ranked angel was sure he would be severely punished for the disturbance.

To anyone else, they might have thought an ordinary angel had no business being close to – let alone be the other half of – a General of one of the only angels to have seen God. To anyone else, they might have thought it was through guilt that the General pretended to feel such a strange sensation running through him as it was due to his comfortability with the knowledge he couldn't be touched that caused the crash, but then again...

Angels didn't lie.

Rumours had run through Heaven about both angels who really couldn't care less. Neither cared that they had such a large gap between their importance to Heaven. Neither cared about being stared at because of the unusualness of their relationship. Neither cared about the lack of music in their mid-air waltz which had a course of voices that could be heard both externally and through the link in all angels minds, connecting them all.

Both angels just laughed, gazing into the others bright coloured eyes which could only be seen when angels decided to use a physical form that could only be used in Heaven as it had the same effect on humans as seeing their pure grace unprotected.

One angel had the most amazingly sparkling blue eyes which matched the sky and sea of the earth.

The other angel had the most dazzling and glittering green eyes that matched the colour of the forests and lush grass lands of earth.

Both angels were complete opposites in almost every way, but they could both agree on one thing. They didn't know how they had lived for so long without the other, but since they met, they had no idea how to go a day without the other.

While the crowd of angels watched what they considered to be a spectacle, they didn't realise that once angels found their soul mate, certain perks arose.

Like the instant heal from just a touch – which came into use when they had both heavily damaged their wings upon meeting.

Or the instant knowledge of where the other was – no sensing or asking for the location of the other.

Or the perk currently passing between them was their own personal link – which no other angel could intrude on – which the blue-eyed angel was using to send a song he had created especially for his soul mate on his harp.

The green-eyed angel hated the harp, finding its sound to be too bland and unexciting. The other had spent months preparing a piece he was sure his mate would love, a present for their anniversary of their first meeting.

Another perk of finding a soul mate, one angel could feel the others genuine feelings.

It made the blue eyed angel beam with pride when he could feel just how much his song had touched the other, feeling his happiness and amazement. The green-eyed angel made a promise to learn his soul mates favourite pastime so he could return the favour.

So while the onlookers could only see two angels pressed closely to one another, smiling, laughing with love and adoration shining in their graces, the two angels held their own celebration. One they didn't want a large spectacle made from, not that one would be made.

It was private.

It was personal.

It was perfect.

Half a millennium together, both angels still acted like they were celebrating their very first anniversary, scratch that, they still acted like they had just fallen in love for the first time.

Neither angel felt intimidated or felt like they were better than the other. Neither cared about their onlookers. Neither cared about the public display of affection that may seem like a case of insanity as they followed a rhythm only they could hear.

Most importantly, neither noticed two specific individuals watching them from a far, a prophecy only these two onlookers were aware of which would affect both of the dancing angels; one more than the other.

A prophecy which started to fall into place on the 24th January 1979.

Hello there! I'm presuming you've read the first chapter of my first Supernatural fanfiction which I hoped you enjoyed! I only started watching Supernatural about two months ago and am only starting the sixth season, so if you have any suggestions, please avoid spoilers!

I haven't written in a while...hopefully it doesn't show! I have written other stories, but I decided on a fresh fandom on a fresh account! :)

Let me know if you have any ideas or suggestions for the rest of the story! I'm going to follow the canon version, with changes of course. The rest of the story is going to be from Deans POV, but I might throw in some 3rd person POV, Castiel and Sam POV or maybe some other peoples POV's! Let me know what you think!

The next chapter will start between season three and four...so you can guess where it will begin!

Till next time! :)