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Chapter 4: The Sad Angel

"Cas? Wake up, man. Crowley made some breakfast and you need to eat." Dean knocked on the door but let himself in. Dean saw Castiel sitting on the corner of the bed. Still in his trench coat. Dean's clothes were sitting next to him. "Cas? Have you been sitting there all night?"

"Angels don't sleep, Dean. You know that."

"Cas, you fell, remember?"

"No. I am still an angel. It was just a mistake. And I don't eat so tell Crowley thank you but no. I don't want breakfast."

"Cas, I know it is hard for you to accept but you are officially a human. You need to eat and you need to sleep. So get your ass up and come to breakfast," Dean walked over to the open door and yelled out, "Crowley! Fix Cas so food. Um, please."

"Dean. I don't need to eat. I am an angel. I don't eat, I don't sleep and I...I fell. I fell. I fell. Dean.." Castiel trailed off. Dean looked at him with sadness. But there was no trace of pity in his green eyes. He didn't feel pity for the angel but he was scared. It was almost 2014. And Castiel had turned into Cas. He didn't want his angel to turn into some stoner. Wait, what? His angel? Dean didn't know where that came from but decided not to think about it.

Castiel was frozen on the corner of the bed. Dean did the only thing he knew how to do. He went Cas and pulled him to his feet and drug him to the kitchen. "Cas here pulled an allnighter. So he needs some coffee and a good meal. Crowley." Dean turned on his charm and flashed his winning smile. "Please."

"You know how to woo me, Squirrel. Here are his eggs. Enjoy, angel face." Crowley took his own eggs to the table and started eating.

"So, Cas, why didn't you sleep last night?" Sam looked completely innocent and unexpectant of the answer he received.

"Because, ass butt, angels don't sleep. You are a part of the Men of Letters and have been a hunter for almost all of your should know this."

"Um, Cas, you aren't an angel anymore. I think you are confused-"

"Sam there is nothing to be confused about! I know exactly who and what I am. I am Castiel an angel of the Lord. I do not need to sleep or eat or any of these "normal" tedious actions that humans must take to stay alive. I am not a mortal. I...Sam I am sorry. I just..." Castiel got up and walked away.

Dean stood up as if to go after him. "Cas! Come back here and eat something. Please."

"I think he just needs some time to adjust. Castiel has lived a long time, a lot longer than you or even me. It is hard to go from being a demon for three hundred year to being a human, and I didn't completely change. Castiel has been an angel since before the beginning of time and he is a mortal now so just give him time to rest and get his head together." Dean hated that Crowley was right and that there was nothing he could do to help. This was Castiel's problem and when he has an issue no one can help him. He has to get over it on his own.

To everyone's surprise there was a knock at the door. Sam looked at Dean, "Who can be here. No one knows that this place exists."

"Crowley there is a gun duct taped to the bottom of the chair you are sitting in. Will you hand it to me?" Crowley did as he was asked and Dean slowly moved towards the door. When he got there he undid the many locks and peeked outside. What he saw surprised him. He saw a pretty girl standing on their "porch". She looked like she was about seventeen years old with blonde hair and green eyes that were almost brighter than his own. She had a decent body shape for her age but her clothes looked like she was from the early 1700's.

"Excuse me, my name is Masiel. I am an angel. I have come for Castiel."

"Why the hell should I let you in?"

"Castiel was my favorite of my brothers. But about three hundred years ago I was imprisoned in heaven. I promise you I have no vendetta against Castiel. I came for him because he was one of the few angels that showed any kindness to me and no that I am free from my cage I want to see him. So, please, let me in."

"Sammy come here." Dean could only stare at the woman standing at his door. "How did you find us?"

"When I was imprisoned, it was God that put me in the cage. He took my grace and put it in a bottle right outside of the cell. So, when Metatron came into the room where I was imprisoned he told me what was happening. He had always disliked me so he left me in the cage. When all of the angels started to fall my cage evaporated and I grabbed my bottle of grace. I fell like any other angel but when I hit earth, I drank my grace and became an angel again. Now may I please see my baby brother? You know how that feels, Dean Winchester."

"Ok, but how did you find this place?" Sam had walked in during Masiel's explanation.

"I have different powers than most angels. Actually, most angels don't even know I exist. I was God's prototype. When I was created God doubled his power and gave me half. I was given the gift of human emotion. But since I have the same amount of power as God himself, the angel barriers that are on this place do not affect me. I found this sanctuary with ease."

"If you have the same amount of power as God how did you get locked in that cage for such a long time?"

"God designed it himself. He built a cage that could trap us both, but I went in willingly so he did not get trapped with me. God made me think that what I did was a crime. I loved God and I didn't want to disappoint Him so I got in the cell."

"What did you do? If God thought that you deserved to be locked in a cage for so long why should we trust you?"

"Like I said, I was the prototype angel. I could feel human emotions. I was also God's secret consultant so he favored me. I fell in love with a human. This human and I had a relationship. God didn't mind because he thought it would end with the man dying and I would get over it. However, the man sold his soul to a demon and became one himself but I continued the relationship because I loved the human that he was before. God could not cast me out of heaven, being his first child, so he locked me in the cage. I could not see down from heaven anymore so I do not know what happened to the man. Now I really do want to see Castiel so please, let me in."

"Sam?"

"Why not? She obviously not against us considering she has been in a box for three hundred years. So yeah. I'll lead you to Cas. Just to warn you though, he is rather shaken up."

"Thank you, Sam."

On the way to Cas's room we passed the kitchen but Crowley was no longer there. He must have gone to his room. Maybe I should give him a change of clothes, Dean thought. Sam knocked on the door and Cas didn't answer for a good minute. We were about to give up and walk away when he opened the door.

"Masiel? You're alive? I thought Michael had killed you..."

"Hello Castiel. And no Michael did not touch me. That story about me joining Lucifer was a lie. I thought Father told you."

"He did but he didn't tell us you were alive."

"Well, we have a lot to catch up on."

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