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Chapter Seven: Irreconcilable

As far from sober as sober as one can be, Archie stumbled out of the bar on a mission hours later. He was already having second thoughts about his reassignment, it seemed like it was already going pretty well.

Chuck sat at home hunched in front of his computer. He held a hand to his temple willing for one of those visions to come, just so he could think about something aside from the blue eyed stranger.

"Tonight…we dine in hell!"

"Taco!"

Three headed dog barring their way… a desperate escape…

Chuck quickly downed the nearest source of alcohol. Even that was too weird for him to publish. A knock on his door made him look up. A little voice at the back of his mind told him who it was, but it couldn't possibly be…

He opened the door and gasped. "Archie?"

Archie smiled and gave him the thumbs up. "Hey man! You left me at the bar."

Chuck stood there with his jaw hanging as Archie pushed his way in. "Hey man you got in a beer?"

"Not enough, apparently." Chuck sighed as he slammed the door shut and followed Archie inside.

o-o-o-o-o

Castiel put his hands in his khaki pockets and took a deep breath. He took a step back from the office door and thought about running away down the hall. He looked down at his dog tag that rested on his chest.

CASTIEL, it declared, ANGEL 00018-9562.

He picked it up and squinted at it. He let it drop back onto his green clad chest. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the office door.

"Come in." a voice boomed

Castiel poked his head in. "Hey, you wanted to see me?"

God looked up from his desk. He smiled. "Yeah, Cas I did."

Castiel blushed. "It's Castiel."

"I know. I named you." God pointed the chair in front of his desk, "Have a seat, Cas."

Castiel sat down in front of God and leaned forward. "What can I do?"

God straightened the stack of papers on his desk. "I just wanted to congratulate you and your Garrison on the excellent job you did yesterday."

"Really?" Castiel beamed.

"Damn straight," God smiled, "You saved Dean Winchester. Clearly, we got this apocalypse nonsense in the bag."

"Wow. It really means so much to hear you say that."

God held up his hand. "Here, let me see your dog tag, son."

Castiel took off the chain excitedly. God took it and gave it a squeeze. He handed it back to Castiel. "To honor what you guys did, I'm making you the official angel of Thursday."

"That's cool… but what's so special about Thursday? Nothing ever happens on Thursday." Castiel frowned slightly.

God shrugged. "I don't know. Think of something. It's your department now. And Cas, I have one more thing I need."

"Yes?"

"Look, with all the drama we've had- I think I want to take a break for a while."

Castiel couldn't hide the surprise on his face. "Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, the demons are pretty quiet. We avoided pissing off Sam Winchester, and we got Dean back. It's all good." God shrugged. "I might go to Mexico or something. Anyway, I've made a decision."

Castiel leaned in close. God smiled. "I'm putting C.I.A. in charge while I'm gone. If you guys have any questions, just ask Bobby. He's my BFF- Best fucking friend around, no doubt. He usually has a good grip on what's going on."

"Alright." Castiel nodded. "Enjoy the vacation. C.I.A. will take care of things, no problem."

God smiled. "I knew I could count on you."

Castiel got up. "Sure thing, Dad."

Castiel walked away. As soon as he was out of the office he looked at his dog tag and smiled proudly. CASTIEL, his dog tag now declared, ANGEL OF THURSDAY. DO NOT MESS WITH.

He had no doubt that C.I.A. would live up to their expectations.

That is until he got back to the food splattered barracks, and smiling angels. Josh giggled and pulled taco out of Aretha's hair. Two feet in the door Eric threw a pie in his face. Castiel held up his hand and yelled. "STOP."

The angels froze. "Sorry." Charlie blushed kicking at the pie at her feet.

Castiel wiped pumpkin pie filling off his face with the back of his hand. "Everybody pay attention. We have important matters to discuss."

Josh groaned. "Oh I knew we were going to be reassigned!"

Aretha held his hand. "We can still hang out and stuff."

Castiel shook his head. "No, guys I just talked to God."

Eric brightened up considerably. "Really? What'd the big man say?"

Castiel looked over the destruction in the room and sighed. "He said you guys can be in charge for a week."

Ezra and Eric jumped up and down in excitement. Until Castiel added. "And I'm in charge."

There was a collective, "Awwwwwwwww."

Josh sighed. "I was gonna give Narwhales legs."

Eric rolled his eyes. "Josh, you know that won't work."

Josh shrugged. They all looked at Castiel. "Well," Ezra smiled, "let's go do our jobs, huh?"

"Yeah!" Charlie cheered. "I mean, how hard can running the universe be?"

.:To Be Continued:.

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