It was a day like any other in the angel's life, he watched over the Winchesters, looked over the earth for threats he thought warranted attention from heaven and he took a little time to himself to appreciate God's greatest creation; the honey bee. But today when he stopped at a local bee hive he saw a pale smoke rising towards the sky in a field just beyond the hive. It was concerning enough that he let the little bee he had been watching fly off while he went to investigate. Nothing prepared him to find a naked angel in the centre of a crater.
"Hello?" Castiel ventured his way down the side of the crater watching for movement. He had never seen an angel fall to earth like this, not since the fall he himself had been responsible for.
"Ouch." came the muffled reply from under dirt and hair. Slowly the wings moved, beautiful white wings Cas saw through the dirt and a little bit of blood. Cas could see that it was a female angel now and tried to avert his eyes.
"I am Castiel, are you ok?" Cas asked bending down and wondering if he should help the angel in front of him up or if he should just wait it out.
"No, I am not ok Castiel." came a muffled yet angry remark. The angel turned her head and gave him a dark look but all he saw was eyes the colour of wheat. Her blonde hair was practically shining through the dirt and her tan skin still glowed.
"I…I…uh…" Castiel mumbled. He was completely thrown off guard by the immediate reaction to the angel that his grace gave. Naturally it had reacted to the nearness of another heavenly body by reaching out to probe her gently. But upon meeting her own brightly glowing grace Cas's had wrapped itself around it, rubbing against it like a common house cat.
"Yeah, a hand up would be great Castiel, thanks for offering." The girl said sarcastically hefting herself up off of the ground. Cas's eyes were roaming all over her perfectly formed female body without his consent and his mouth went dry.
"Who are you?" Cas let out in a breath. The girl was brushing dirt from her knees and he found that very distracting.
"Can't remember, everything is a little fuzzy." she admitted standing up to her full height. Which wasn't very impressive, she only came up to Cas's chin.
"But you are an angel." Cas pointed out and she put her hands on her hips to look at him like he was a little slow on the uptake.
"Fallen angel apparently. And where are your wings?" she asked still looking at Castiel like there was something wrong with him.
"My…wings…?" he asked. Castiel knew he wasn't paying attention, wasn't following the conversation at all, but he was completely stunned by her appearance, both in the field and appearance wise.
"Did you injure your brain when you came to earth Castiel? Or were you always like this?" she asked narrowing those beautiful golden eyes at him.
"I, uh I apologize. I am not always like this no. Here, let me help you." he said shrugging off his trench coat and holding it out to her. She looked at it quizzically.
"Is there something wrong with my vessel?" she asked looking down at it and then back up to him.
"I've never seen a more perfect vessel." Cas said before he could stop himself. It was something Dean had been forcing him to work on, speaking before he could think.
"Then why the coat? And you never answered my question about your wings." she pointed out.
"Humans consider nudity very rude, unless its in an intimate setting. If you are to stay here on this plane then you must cover yourself." Cas tried to explain.
"Ah yes, humans and their stupidity." she sighed turning so that Cas could slip the coat over her shoulders. She tied it up and pulled her hair out of the collar. Her wings, beautiful shining white wings, slipped trough the fabric with angelic magic.
"And while on the mortal plane we must disguise our wings." he said.
"Disguise them? How?" she asked.
"Perhaps this is a conversation best had not standing in a crater in the middle of a clover field." Castiel looked around and hearing the distant sound of sirens approaching.
"If you say so Castiel." she shrugged which made her chest move under the trench coat in all kinds of interesting ways. Castiel averted his gaze again before reaching out to fly her away to somewhere private.
