The sound of the air conditioning kicking in gave Maya a jolt awake. She sat up quickly in bed, trying to quickly piece together the moment until she was convinced she was still in the same hotel room as the night prior. This was the first time she had slept in technically several thousand years. She was never used to it. She didn't like the time skips. She didn't like time to begin with. This was mostly why she traveled between dimensions, where time did not matter. She stretched her neck and arms and looked at the clock. It read 7:49. She yawned silently and looked around the room. It was in a bit of disarray. The fridge door was hanging open, the TV was playing static, there were wet towels thrown over chairs in a failed attempt to dry them. Small plastic bottles that presumably held liquor were thrown onto the floor. Some of them had spilled onto the carpet, causing a stain. Maya groaned at the idea that she couldn't remember much of the night prior, so she decided to lay back down and pretend it didn't happen.
A few hours later, Maya woke again. She turned over and saw Castiel still sleeping peacefully. Her staring at him must have triggered something, because his eyes opened almost instantly. He looked over at the woman staring at him, then focused his eyes on the ceiling.
"Am I dead?" Castiel asked, pulling the covers up higher.
"No, you're not."
Castiel remained still. "Well, that's good." He sat up and looked around the room. His face scowled at the messy room in front of him. "What happened last night?" As he said that, his head began to hurt. He grabbed it and tried to focus again, but the room felt like it was spinning, so he laid back down.
"I think we have a hangover Cas."
"Hangover, huh?" Castiel asked as he rubbed his temples.
"It means we drank too much last night.. Don't ask me what happened and why the room is trashed. I have no idea." Maya pulled herself to a sitting position.
"I have a few questions for you." Castiel pulled himself up slowly. Maya watched as he sat up, obvious bags under his eyes. "Why didn't the angel blade kill you if you are an angel?"
"Immune."
"Why did you not recognize me or know my name when we first met?"
Maya sighed. "I couldn't see you too well at first. When I recognized you as the human with angel radio, I asked who you were. When you said you were Castiel, I froze. I thought you were named Steve, not the Castiel that I was hearing so much about."
Castiel frowned and looked at the sheets. "Why do you need demons to put the angels back into Heaven?"
Maya paused before answering. "There needs to be a balance of angels to demons on earth. Once that balance is met, I will use my power and send both angels and demons back to where they came."
Castiel looked concerned. "i don't think Crowley will be willing to do that."
"Well, I can play a good bargain. I'll figure something out."
Castiel simply nodded. "Why can I see only your human form?"
"I'm hiding it. If any angel saw me, they'd notice how I look a little different and start questioning me. I like keeping to myself." She looked over to him. "Any more questions?" He shook his head. Maya nodded. "Well then, let's get this place cleaned up."
After a few minutes of cleaning up, both angels could feel the hunger setting in. They changed into their clothes and shuffled to the menu. They ordered many breakfast items and picked up the room until the food arrived. This time, two women were there to serve them breakfast. They arranged the table and placed as many items as they could on the small table. Coffee was served and both took the cup as if it was their only lifeline to this world. The attendants looked at each other.
"You know, greasy food really helps with a hangover." The woman pulled the plate of bacon and sausages off the cart. Both angels felt their mouths water as the warm meats filled their noses with pleasant thoughts. They both took the meats to their plate. Eggs, hash browns, and more coffee was served. The two attendants made sure all the trays were off the cart and headed for the door. As they left, they both looked back to see the couple in front of them devouring food like it was their last meal. They both looked at each other, then left the room, closing the door silently behind them.
After Maya checked them out of their room, she drove the two back to her house. She looked at the time and saw that there were only a few minutes left before they were to be turned back. Frankly, neither cared at that moment since all they felt was a stomach ache, headache, and an overall feeling of malaise that was sure to prevent them from enjoying the remainder of their time as humans. They both sat down on the couch and leaned back. A few seconds before they turned back. Maya reached over and grabbed Castiel's hand. He looked at her and squeezed back, giving a small smile before the light clouded their vision. Within a moment, they were back to their normal selves. As the light faded, Castiel's mouth opened slightly as he could see Maya's true form.
"Maya, I can see your angel form."
"Oh, yeah, I need a few minutes before I can hide it again. I'm glad I shut the blinds."
"Why would you hide such a beautiful form?"Castiel looked at her in confusion. He had never seen anything like her, and yet, she was embarrassed by her appearance. Maya stood up, announcing she would make a big batch of tea to hide the subject.
After they had each drank enough tea to fill a swimming pool, they were both feeling energized and ready to take on the world. "This Crowley that you mentioned before, he's the current King of Hell?"
Castiel nodded. "I think before you meet him, there are some friends of mine that you should meet first."
Maya walked to the window and peeked outside. "Let me guess, Sam and Dean Winchester?"
"Yes, how did you...?"
"Angel radio. You three are mentioned quite a bit. I'm up for meeting the famed humans that stopped the apocalypse."
"They're in a bunker in Kansas that is warded against angels. I think meeting them here would be better."
Maya smiled and walked towards Castiel, who was now standing next to the couch. "It's alright, I can get us in. I already know where they are. Are you ready to leave?"
Castiel looked around, not knowing why since he didn't bring anything with him that wasn't already on him. He nodded and she touched his head, sending them into the main room of the bunker. Sam was on the laptop while Dean was looking through a book. The two men heard the noise of an angel entering and shot up when Castiel and a stranger appeared.
"Whoa, Cas, what the hell? You're not supposed to get in here." Dean shouted, reaching for his weapon.
"I can't get in, but she can." Both men looked at the woman in confusion. Maya waved slightly.
"Hello Sam and Dean, I'm Maya."
Sam looked at Dean before turning his attention to her. "I'm Sam. Sorry but, what are you? Nothing is supposed to get past the front door."
"I had been around for a few thousand years before those spells were created. I'm immune to most anything, including the angel blade that Castiel so swiftly plunged into my heart."
"You didn't answer the question." Dean took a step closer.
"Dean, it's alright. Maya is the Queen of Angels or the Queen of Heaven. She has already demonstrated to me that she is on our side."
Sam looked at her in confusion. "Queen of Heaven? You mean Mary?"
Maya picked up a book and read the title. "No, I'm not Mary. Any mention of a Queen of Heaven or Angels was not me. I'm just a traveler that so happened to be called these things by God."
As the brothers took in the information, Castiel spoke. "The reason we are here is to tell you that Maya can put the angels back into Heaven."
Sam smiled briefly. "Really?"
Maya spent the next few minutes telling the brothers about her plan. They agreed that Crowley wouldn't be too keen on this idea, but thought that if anyone could do it, the Queen probably could. Dean had a few choice words to say to her as well. Especially since Heaven had really needed leadership. She explained her lack of leadership, but they were just excuses to Dean. Castiel could feel agitated while Dean was yelling at Maya. He had to ponder the emotion for a moment before finally speaking up.
"I think it's time you stopped yelling at her and focus on helping her get ready to send the angels and demons back to where they came from. A task that neither of you have been able to successfully accomplish."
Sam huffed while Dean crossed his arms. "You barely know her Cas, how can you trust that she's not really a demon? She said that she hides her angel form. She could be messing with all of us."
"I've seen her true form Dean. She is an angel of angels, and the most beautiful thing I've seen, well, ever."
Maya leaned on the table, not liking this situation. She decided at that moment that she should probably grab Crowley and expose her true form to be more convincing. As Castiel spoke, she felt almost embarrassed. The human emotions sometimes came at strange times. She noticed after Catiel stopped talking that Dean was eying her.
"Let me guess, you two..." He moved his arm between the two. Castiel nodded and lowered his head slightly. Dean smiled wide and hit Castiel in the shoulder. "Did you use protection this time? Don't say you had your angel blade." Castiel looked at Maya, who stood up straight.
"It's fine. Besides, as humans, we had that possibility, but as soon as we turned back to angels, any possibilities are gone."
Sam finally spoke. "That's kind of sad. Wait, when were you guys human?"
They then had to explain their adventures of being human. The brothers grabbed chairs and everyone sat down while Maya told their story. There were laughs, awkward silences, and a few puns scattered in. After Maya and Castiel were done talking, Maya looked at her hands, then announced she is going to power down and expose her true form. Castiel was the only one who could see it, but she still seemed to be almost glowing to the brothers. Sam watched and was amused by Castiel's unblinking eyes to the whole sight that only he could see. Maya walked out to an open area.
"I'm going to bring Crowley here. I just found him. You all may want to stand back. It may get a little warm. Maya focused and began to glow. As soon as the glow had faded, she opened her eyes to a new face standing in front of her.
"My, I don't think I've ever seen anything look like you before." Crowley turned his head to see some familiar faces. "Hello boys. Pleasure as always. Who's this radiant creature in front of me?"
Dean stepped forward, gesturing towards Maya. "Crowley, King of Hell. Maya, Queen of Heaven and Angels."
Crowley smirked. "Queen, eh? How amusing that I have not met you or even heard of you before."
Maya walked over and touched Crowley's forehead, sending all pertinent information to him. He held his head back, taking in the plan. After a moment, he brought his head back up and shook his arms. "Well that was unpleasant. So, that's the only way you can get the angels back into Heaven?" Maya nodded. "Well, sorry Queen, but you can kiss my backside darling."