AHHHH late again, I know. But with job, uni and general life problems becoming a depressing black hole, I AM FINALLY FREE FOR SUMMER! So hopefully inspiration will strike my writing again so I'll be able to update more frequently (: I am SO sorry for the delay, and I really hope any readers out there are still sticking with me - and if you are then thank you ever so much, it means a whole deal to me.

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"Where on earth did that come from, Cas?"

"To be honest Eliana, I do not know. I just really missed not seeing you and then had the urge to – to kiss you and..." he trailed off, deep in thought. I smiled at him, sensing the turmoil in his mind, and kissed him briefly again before asking, "So what do we do now?"

Castiel looked at me and shook his head. He sighed softly before answering, "I do not think I can answer that. I do think I can explain my... feelings though. You met me when I was technically human, yes?" I nodded in reply, waiting for him to continue, "Therefore I must have developed such a connection with you that it remained once my powers returned, otherwise I should not be feeling anything as an angel. Do you understand?"

I shrugged, "Yeah, I guess. Angels are as emotionless as marble, the perfect warriors you told me." I frowned, "So now you're some strange hybrid of an angel?"

Castiel's eyes suddenly held a tinge of sadness which vanished with a blink, he shook his head again slowly. "This is the problem, Eliana" his gaze met mine, he seemed to be choosing his words carefully, "my brothers in Heaven seem to think that these emotions... compromise my ability to carry out my duty. That becoming human has weakened me."

"So that's it?" I asked quietly. I was terrified of the answer, the answer I knew had to come – if I knew Cas at all. His sense of duty was overwhelming, even if he couldn't explain it. I stared at an old stain on the carpet, focusing on memories of a glitter rampage at the age of nine - anything but thinking about what was in front of me, the crushing silence from Cas that said it all.

Gently, so gently it felt more like a whisper of a touch, Castiel lifted my chin up to meet his eyes, to see the emotion behind the blue that expressed what he couldn't say. He just looked at me for a few moments, my heart pounding as he still held my chin so I couldn't escape his eyes... not that I particularly wanted to. Finally, hesitantly, he traced his hand up to my cheek and kissed me again. I melted under his touch, throwing my arms around his neck as his arms went around my waist. He crushed my body to his with such power and determination, and the intensity of this was so strong. We never wanted to let each other go. All the fears, the worries of not knowing if we could even be together properly were thrown away and it was just us two. Nothing else mattered.

Eventually, all too soon, Castiel pulled away and leant his forehead against mine. He looked at me with his intense gaze – studying me. It was then I realised I was crying and I hastily tried to wipe away the tears with one hand while still clinging to him with the other. He suddenly straightened and the sudden gap between us felt like a gulf. I smiled at him as he frowned back at me and then lowered his gaze to the floor. "I am sorry, Eliana. I should not have done that."

"Why?" I asked, "Didn't you want to?" Cas allowed himself the tiniest of smiles, almost invisible to the naked eye, then frowned at me again, "Of course I did, Eliana. It felt like the right thing to do in the circumstances. But in hindsight it was not. My duty may very well keep me away from you – it is unfair."

Suddenly I felt overwhelmingly tired. "Cas, life is never fair, but we can work it, can't we?" I pleaded with him, wanting to reach out to touch him but afraid he would close himself off again. "We can't let the angels take you away from me, or... or stop us being together! You defied them once before, I know you did Cas, so what's different this time? We can work it... please?" He just looked at me and reached out to hold my hand in his, "I do not know Eliana," he said, "but I will try. I will try."

That was good enough for me, for now. He had shut himself down again so I knew better than to carry on. So I just smiled, kissed his hand softly, and then asked if he would just sit with me while I fell asleep. I hadn't had a good night's sleep in so very long.

He nodded, and I curled up on my bed as Cas sat next to me. He gently played with a strand of my hair, almost absentmindedly. I could tell this was all troubling him greatly, but I knew to leave him to it. After so long when he thought I was asleep, and I have to admit I was slowly drifting into oblivion, he took off his trench coat and carefully placed it over me. I gave into the wonderful blackness.

Two people stood in front of me. A man, tall, dark skinned. He had shoulder length black hair and wicked eyes. He stood perfectly straight in a crisp suit, his hands clasped behind his back. The second person, a woman. Her blonde hair was styled into a perfect bob, not a hair out of place. She wore a purple blouse tucked into a black high-waisted skirt. They were angels.

"What do we do about this Sofiel?" The man asked. His name was Valefor. The woman, Sofiel, narrowed her green eyes and sighed. "We need to take care of it. We cannot let this... interference hinder our plans." She looked pointedly at Valefor and folded her arms across her chest. For an angel Sofiel certainly carried a lot of attitude. Valefor just seemed quietly dangerous.

"I need the girl. Imagine the praise we could get if we were the ones to harness a child of a prophet! We would be the ones to finally bring Father home, to be revered above all angels!" Her eyes shined with imagined glory, then she sneered, "We just need to take care of that small problem."

"Let me do it, Sofiel. I have wanted to take down the teacher's pet for a while, and this dramatic fall from grace is the perfect opportunity." Valefor sneered, a perfect expression to match his wicked eyes, "I want to do it."

Sofiel considered this for a moment, and then shrugged, "Fine." She agreed, "But I want to be there. We shall see the full potential of the brat and... dispose of her plaything. Dispose of Castiel."

I gasped awake. I hadn't had a dream, a vision, in so very long I had almost forgotten about them. To be honest, I had only ever had them in relation to the events with my father, and this was different. This was a whole new kettle of fish. Castiel was in danger and I was wanted by angels I didn't even know – and I certainly didn't know why. Harness me? I couldn't do anything other than have random dreams that didn't make sense, they certainly weren't proper visions. And if I could potentially do more, wouldn't Cas have told me? With a start I remembered the danger to Castiel, I needed to warn him. Then I remembered I told him to stay with me whilst I slept.

Castiel was certainly not here with me right now. He was gone.

Overwhelming emotions gripped me as I stared around my empty room. Why would he leave me alone after finally becoming so close? After all this time apart? Unless... he hadn't left willingly. The angels from my dream, angels I didn't even know, were threatening him and they could easily have got to him.

Then I realised the trench coat was gone. Hurt flooded me - if he had time to recollect his coat from me then he can't have been taken by force. Once again, he'd vanished. Maybe this time he wouldn't come back and I'd be alone again...

Forcefully, I shook my head. I will not be turn back into that emotional wreck that I was before – I will not let Cas do that to me again. I had to attempt to contact him again, to warn him about these unknown angels from my dream. Then either slap him for disappearing again or kiss him relief – that one will remain to be seen.