Ok Chapter 3. First this chapter is rated MA! Stop now if you will be offended or just shouldnt be reading such things!!!

I dont want to give away too much before you read so I will put most of my notes at the end this time. Please keep in mind my statement in here about Angels being the most one of the most powerful beings in all of creation has always been my personal view on anges and very much dictated how a *certain scene* played out. I would assume it is not how many of you imagined but this is my take on it.

Read on and enjoy I await your feed back! xox

3

Dean closes his cell and lies it down on the bed with a sigh.

" So.. What he say" Sam asks impatiently.

" He's in some small town in Pennsylvania" Dean replied.

'And…" Sam pushes

"And… He's not planning on coming back right now" Dean says with irritation.

"WHAT!" Sam says with more than a little shock in his voice.

"His mojo's gone" Dean explains looking at Sam. " He says he has work to do there, he's not sure what but, he has to take care of something there" Dean says confused.

"Did he find a lead there?" Sam asks looking hopeful

"I don't think so, it's something else. He said something about a woman and a feeling, Hell if I know" Dean said more irritation in his voice.

"Castiel is with a… a… woman?.. Having… Feelings???" Sam asked surprised

"Yes" Dean replied irritated still

"He's blowing us off…. The apocalypse off… for a girl? Is that what you are saying? We're talking about Castiel! The same Castiel??" Sam asks

"Yes, well… sort of, I told you I don't know. I don't think he meant it THAT way." Dean says in a bothered tone.

Sam shakes his head.

"Didn't you explain to him that women and feelings don't mix" Sam asked with a tease in his voice.

"Funny" Dean replied, now irked by his brother. "The important thing is he sounded fine. I mean no mojo, and not happy about it but he was okay" Dean explained.

"So Cass is what?.. Human now?" Sam asked in a low concerned voice.

" Basically, yeah, from what he told me. He thinks he is safe in this town, and that may be why he ended up there. It's pretty off the grid from what he says, not the sort of place the baddies would look for a downed angel" Dean explains futher.

Sam, " So where is he, what town"

Dean, "Wouldn't say, just that it is for the best to leave him there for now."

"He maybe right" Sam admitted.

"Maybe" said Dean "but I still don't like it."

"Well, we better call Bobby and call off the search" Sam says picking up his cell.

*

Castel is lying in the double bed in Maggie's spare room wearing grey sweats and a white t-shirt, staring at the ceiling as the sun starts to creep through the cracks in the blind. It's been a week now since he came to this town and met Maggie. Almost a week since he called Dean to let him know he was safe. It would be an understatement to say that Dean was disappointed that Castiel had no intentions of coming back into the fold at the moment, or even telling Dean exactly where he was right now.

Guilt aside, Castile has been a soldier in this battle longer than Dean, Sam and Bobby combined could ever imagine, he knew right now he was a liability not an asset. He felt safe here, this isn't the sort of place either side would look for him. He wasn't hiding out of fear for himself but, he knew very well if he were captured, he could be used against the boys and he wasn't willing to risk that. Especially after Carthage none of them would take a risk with any of their lives. Castiel knew all to well there would be casualties. He may be human now but, he knew he had to accept certain risks. His more human friends would be ruled by their all to raw emotions right now.

Rolling on his side he looked at the rubber duck on the night stand, The new mystery taking up his spare thoughts. Every night it is sitting on his pillow even though every morning he put it in the top dresser drawer. "A haunted rubber duck" He wondered what Sam and Dean would say. He had started to put it in the dresser drawer because it seemed to upset Maggie to find it around the house, he didn't want to mention it to her, It didn't bother him, he just wished he could see who or what was moving the small toy around.

His thoughts went from the duck back to Maggie. He couldn't help but smile to himself. He had come to enjoy her company more and more every day over the last week, and it had been quite a week. He didn't know all of the reasons he was here but, he was certain it was at least in part to adjust to becoming human. He was pretty good at the usual human tasks now thanks to her. Aside from a small wrestling match with the vacuum cleaner when it tried to eat the living room rug, and over flowing the washer once, he has mastered most of the electronics in the house. He had learned how to keep the woodburner and 2 fire places that heated the cabin burning. Maggie solved his shaving issues when she got him and electric razor. A shopping trip to the city for clothes and necessities taught him to avoid shopping malls at all costs!

She still had no idea he was an angel, when he didn't seem to understand how something worked, she chalked it up to him being a "typical man". He thought maybe he should be offended by that but, it was better than trying to explain the truth to her right now. The most important thing he learned from her is that he really loved holding her hand while taking morning walks in the woods behind her house. The latter thought caused a sigh to escape from his chest and a smile to consume his face, It was also why he knew sooner or later he would have to tell her what he really was.

*

The sun once again poured through Maggie's window, She grumbled but, not nearly as much as usual. She stretched out on the bed wishing for just one more hour. Rolling on her side and throwing and arm and a leg over a spare pillow she thought of Castiel down stairs. Inside her mind she wished it were him next to her and not this lumpy pillow. Castiel had his own time and way of doing things she had learned, she had made up her mind not to push the issue, no matter how maddening their chemistry became.

She had taken him to the city shopping yesterday. He could be so funny, sometimes it seemed as though he had never done the routine things. She smiled remembering the look on his face when he saw the crowds of people, or as he looked in the store windows at clothing. He stopped at one window. A little black mini dress was just barely covering a mannequin. He looked at it a long time tilting his head.

"Women actually wear that out in public" he asked

"Some do" Maggie answered

Castiel looked at the dress and then at Maggie "Would you?"

"Ummm well, If I were built like that mannequin I might think about it" she laughed.

Maggie thought to herself that she was not even close, she was 35, and short, 5'2 and nowhere near the size 2 of the mannequin. As a matter of fact she would say the last 2 years he could be considered down right pudgy.

Castiel took another moment to study the mannequin. What he did next caused her to blush and drag him far away from the window, Castile looked Maggie up and down even went so far as to look around behind her.

"Well you are built much better than that mannequin." he said with a perfectly straight face.

"Really now" she said laughing

"Yes" he said matter of factly

Maggie gripped his hand and with a tug said "okay, time to go, you need to look at lawn mowers or something!"

She laughed thinking about it, She had smiled and laughed more over the last week than she had in a very long time. She said a silent thank you to Castiel and rolled out of bed.

*

Castiel was still lying in bed on his side thinking about Maggie when he heard her footsteps coming down the stairs. He couldn't explain how good it felt just to think about her but he liked it. He had been dreaming of her for a few nights now, dreams that caused him to wake before sun rise, damp with sweat, short of breath and aching. Deep inside his now human body needed to touch much more than her hand, he wasn't so sure the angel inside him didn't share that same need as it was powerful. Hearing her on the steps he rolled out of bed and walked into the bath room "maintenance" he thought to himself.

*

"Good morning" Castiel said to Maggie when he came out of his room.

She turned away from the coffee maker to smile at him "Good morning, I didn't wake you did I?"

"No" he said, I have been awake and thinking.

" Ah okay, I thought maybe shopping yesterday wore you out?

"No I'm fine" he smiled

"Well you have been here a week today" she said.

"Yes, I thought about that this morning" he said.

"Oh you did, and what exactly did you think." Maggie teased, secretly hoping he wasn't thinking about leaving.

Castile stepped closer to her, " I thought it has been a very good week" he said looking down at her staring into her face.

Maggie reached up and cupped her palm on his chin and stroked his cheek with her fingers "Me too" she said softly.

With that Castiel slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her close as her other arm when around his neck. Castiel wasn't exactly sure what was happening to him, he was only aware of a need to have this woman in his arms. He had never felt so very weak, yet so awesomely powerful as he did the moment he pulled her close. Even as a fully functioning angel he didn't know if he had ever felt this degree of power and passion within him.

His mouth covered hers, he felt her flesh warm beneath her thin t-shirt, soon he was digging into her back with his long fingers, he felt his heart pounding inside him as his breathing became quicker. Bending her neck back and brushing is open mouth and nose against her skin smelling her and tasting the salt on her skin. Her hands in his hair the slight moans escaping both of their throats the incredible ache of his body, especially his cock he was lost in the wave of emotion and sensation.

Castile, had on occasion, witnessed humans having sex before, it always seemed urgent and clumsy and he never quite understood until now. Over the last week his more human mind often would wander to thoughts of touching Maggie far beyond holding her hand, he had to admit these were the thoughts that brought him the most pleasure and frustration. Now, with her in his arms, feeling the heat of her body and the softness of her flesh under his hands, he understood. His mind was racing much like it had a week ago right before he fell but, this time it was a wonderful powerful feeling. He may be almost human in most aspects but, the passion inside him was rising with the strength and force of one of the most powerful beings in all of creation.

Bringing his face up to meet hers, he again pressed his open mouth against hers hard. He could feel her heart pounding as hard as his own and it only made his need for her more urgent. A moan rose within him and escaped into her mouth his hands now searched for the flesh under her t-shirt as she lifted his. He felt her hands this time on the flesh of his back and felt like they were sinking deep inside him. The kiss broke long enough the them to slip each other's shirts off.

Maggies mouth went to his bare chest and stomach he had both hands in her hair pressing her mouth harder against his flesh as she bit and licked at his nipples and chest. An ache shot through him, "Yes… Maggie" he panted out. "I have so wanted this" his voice even deeper and with more rasp than usual, he had wanted this, although at the time he didn't understand it, he did now.

Her mind racing as fast as his, She dragged her open mouth across his chest tasting him smelling his skin as well. She pushed at the waist band of his sweats wanting to feel him in her hands, hard, as she squeezed and then stroked he moaned and pulled at her bottoms and then turning her to the table, she slid up on top of it, again his mouth met hers while she stroked him harder feeling his breath get shorter. His right hand was on the back of her head fingers dug deep into her red hair pressing her mouth even harder against his own. He ran his hand down the left side of her body to her hip lifting it slightly against his own, she pulled away from his mouth and laid back, he ran his hands from her hips to her breasts pulling as he was grinding his cock between her legs.

He then bent over her and slid inside her in one hard fast motion causing them both to cry out, then again his mouth was planted firmly over hers as he thrust in and out of her. Hard and deep, his moaning got louder and she could feel his body start to stiffen she brought her hands to his face, biting at his lips, "Yes Castiel" She whispered "let it go, cum for me, in me." With that her back arched as she felt her own release as she felt his spasms inside her, filling her.

*

For a moment after he stayed leaned over her, his face next to hers on the table, both working to catch their breath. He slid his arms under her lifting her to a sitting position as he stood. Kissing her again hard and deep and searching her face. Feeling all of the weeks frustration had left him at least for now. The only thing that mattered in that moment was Maggie. He knew he must tell her what he was.

*

Maggie leaned into Castiel meeting his searching gaze, He has allowed her to release so much of her pain of the last few years. She wondered again how he came to her, for years she felt she belonged nowhere with no one, Now feeling his arms around her looking into his face she couldn't imagine ever wanting to be anywhere else.

*

Sitting in the kitchen at Bobby's house that evening the boys relayed the details of Dean's conversation with Castiel.

"A woman?" Bobby snickered, "I have to admit I didn't think the boy had it in him, remind me to pat him on the back when I see him again" Bobby said looking at Dean.

"Bobby!" Dean Chastised

"Oh I am sorry Sister Mary Margaret, better cover your virgin ears!" Bobby retorted.

Dean shot Bobby a sarcastic look and behind him Sam laughed. His laughter was met with an irritated glance from his brother.

"Sorry" Sam said putting his hands out palm first in front of him as if to surrender and taking a step back. Smothering a laugh.

"Seriously Dean" Bobby continued "He's probably right, if his mojo is gone, he's an easy target" Bobby said.

Dean nodded his agreement

"If he has a safe place to lay low till he gets a handle on this, well, we need to let him do that" Bobby stated matter of fact.

"I guess but I still think he would be safer here with all of us" Dean said in his own defense.

"Maybe" admitted Bobby "But after losing Ellen an Jo that way in Carthage…" Bobby closed his eyes and lowered and shook his head, looking back up at the boys "If something happed we would all risk too much to save him and he knows that".

I await your feedback. I'm very curious how it reads to all of you and of you impressions. I wrestled long and hard with how to handled Castiels virginity and decided it should be less of an issue than the reality of what he his at his core (an awsome and powerful being) as opposed to a fumbling virgin. Agree? Disagree? I am curious.

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