AN: I wish you a Merry Christmas with this new chapter! Like it! Sorry I can't actually sing it for you. Note, I mention my favorite archangel in this one as my favorite OC archangel is effected by him greatly. Sorry this chapter is greatly OC centric, but it's for her character. So anyway, here's Chapter 7!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural nor the quote Raguel uses, but I own Raguel's character, a few others, and the gavel.

Chapter 7

After finding out the Astraea, more like Raguel, was an archangel they agreed to help her. She already explain the issue, but the two tried to get more information out of her. She wouldn't speak about it and sometime she'd just leave. It was kind of like Castiel. The angels came and went as they please. She claimed to be looking into information on their issue, but they didn't quiet trust her. However, after Dean made a comment about her staying around with their help they saw Raguel too often. Dean hated that his comment basically bit him in the ass. Castiel still kept his distance from her, but who wouldn't when she basically beat the feathers out of you.

"So where are we supposed to go of Judge One?" Dean asked her as they camped out in a motel.

"I said we needed to find the gavel before the others do and that is where we are going," Raguel explained.

"Where is it?" Sam asked.

"That the thing genius, I don't know. The gavel or any item was hidden from everyone for the protection of the namesake archangel. I follow the knocking sound as it calls for me. However, once we find it I can't touch it as it is in a different dimension and only it's presence it seen. This is where you two come in. I need to morally right humans to get it for me, my choices weren't exactly high," she explained in a sassy manner.

"How do you know you aren't going to take and make humanity bow to you?" Dean asked.

"For the last time! I am not like Lucifer or Rafael! I like people, but I'm beginning to rethink my opinion. I want to stop those who are against God's creations!" she snapped. Her face became calm and she took a breath. "I'm going for walk."

"You mean flight?" Dean asked thinking the angel could fly.

"No, I have legs so I'm going to use them," she answered leaving the motel. Sam and Dean looked to one another about to start a conversation before hearing wings. They turned to their other angel.

"Is she gone?" Castiel asked.

"Yeah, just left. You don't like her, do you?" Sam asked.

"No, I just…yes," he admitted.

"Dude, the guy got his wings slapped by her, I wouldn't be fond of her either nor am I now," Dean explained. Castiel nodded that Dean was correct. He had been watching his own actions since his return and rather just forget all that happened in the past. She just reminded him he felt he needed to pay for his crimes. That wasn't the only situation Castiel worried about. He kept getting approached by other angels about joining their cause, but he evaded them. It was only going to be a matter of time before he couldn't. He couldn't worry them with this as soon as the fixed the problem, they'd also stop.

Raguel walked the path that lead her to grace. That was at least what she called it. To be honest it was done to the park that included a playground and ball fields. She didn't know what it was about parks, but she liked them. She felt like she was where she needed to be. She looked around to see a busy area. They were having ball tournaments that day so hundred were there. Also no angel would be dumb enough to attack her if they dared. Despite it was loud, she found serenity. The perfect word for her.

Something caught her eye or more like someone. There was kid sitting on a bench, alone. She looked over to the ones dressed like him and made the connection. He was a part of their team, but why wasn't he happy? Apparently by their cheering and celebrating their team won their game and was moving onto the game that started in about ten minutes. She walked over and sat on the end of the bench.

Neither one really agreed with their statements they said, but it made some sense. Dean was about to say screw logic, but then he thought about it. They shared a lot in common. He remembered playing mediator between John and Sam, but sometimes it didn't help. Neither sometimes did it help. She wanted to solve her family problems and now most of them she connected to are gone. Sure she had little angels, but those aren't the same. Also with her father gone, who was going to back her up when the siblings don't listen. Sam, he didn't feel he could trust her, but in an odd sense he could. Sam connected that she was for what he was once, the underdog. Being the geeky kid at school lead him to be picked on except she's the youngest having to stop older and stronger brothers. He smiled realizing she was like Dean. He wondered if Dean realized it. They split up at one point and found themselves meeting at the park. They both searched with their eyes to see if they could spot her. They then caught her in sight talking to someone, a kid. The kid then hugged her and ran to a dugout.

"What was that about?" Sam asked as they walked up to her.

"We just talked." Raguel said thinking back on their conversation.

Raguel sat down at the other end of the bench away from the kid. She glanced over to see a skinny kid with a relatively clean uniform. She listened closely and she swore she could sniffling. She smiled and scooted a little closer.

"Wanna talk about it?" she asked the kid slyly. The kid looked up with shinning blue eyes and dirty blond hair poking out from underneath the cap. He looked like he was about to tell her no and go away, but couldn't find the will to say it.

"Dereck said I was the weakest player and that I don't belong. I love to play and want to make my dad proud," he whispered in a teary voice. Despite being a stranger, he trusted her to listen.

"That wasn't very nice," she said. "My name is Raguel, what's yours?"

"Luke…"

"That's a nice name. You know, Dereck just doesn't know the story of the underdogs," she mentioned. Now she had his attention and she smiled. "Yeah, the underdog is the last person anyone expects to be the one to take it all. I bet given the chance you'd shine. I can see it. You can do anything you set your mind to. I bet if you used your mind and heart you could hit the ball to make it soar." She explained touching his head and heart as she said them. "There is nothing in the world you can't do as long as people are there to stand with you."

"No one is there…" Luke said.

"That's where you're misguided. Your mom is there. She'll always be proud of you even though she's isn't here anymore," she said smiling.

Luke looked up at Raguel in shock. How did she know his mother wasn't there? Let alone even alive anymore. He stuttered and asked, "How did you…"

"I can see. That's two people and I bet your dad is also on your side. He's proud of you for trying your best. Also despite I just met you and I'm not blood, I'm proud. Think of everyone like family and then you're never going to be far from comfort, home. I bet if you show Dereck up, he'll see you as someone to never mess with again. He can't tell you what to do. You tell you. My brother said, 'No one makes us do anything' and he's right. You won't lose anything if you don't try, but you won't gain anything either."

"So you'll stay with me?" Luke asked. His game started up soon and he wasn't sure.

"Always, I will be there when you call even though you can't see me," Raguel said placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Luke!" they heard the coach called. Luke looked up to see his coach motioning for him to come. Luke got up whipped his eyes and turned to Raguel. He then hugged her. Raguel was taken back a second.

"Thank you…" he whispered before letting go and running to his dugout. Raguel smiled and saw the Winchesters coming her way.

"We just talked."

"Well, have you had your walk?" Dean asked kind of impatient.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to stay for this game," Raguel said.

The brothers curiously looked to each other, but agreed. Not because they agreed with her, she had this 'I won't take no for answer' tone. Raguel sat on the Luke's bleacher side near the batter's box. Baseball was interesting. It demonstrated people and trying. The one aspect both her and Gabriel agreed on. Anyway, the game had been eventful, but Raguel didn't like Luke wasn't playing. She could see a man who resembled the young man also frustrated. This must be his father.

It was the ninth inning and the score was 3-2 in favor of the other team with two outs. She looked at the boy about to bat and saw D. Kaley on the back. This must be Dereck. The pitcher pitched and it was a strike. It went looking. She put in his mind like he couldn't breathe. He timed out and claimed he couldn't breathe. People went to him trying to get him to calm down. They took him back to the dugout and called for a pinch hitter. Luke was the only available.

Luke jumped at the sound of his name being called. He grabbed a helmet and a bat. Nervously he walked out to the box. He could feel the unsaid moans of his team. As he walked he saw his father there smiling with a thumbs up. That made him feel better. As he kept looking he saw her, Raguel. She was there. Raguel gave him a confident smile and he gave one back. She was there. He looked up to the sky and saw a light peering from the clouds. Mom was there. He could do this.

Luke took his stance in the box. He eyed the pitcher. However, he began to doubt himself as the first pitch went by. Then he remembered everything Raguel said about trying and doing. She must be a motivational coach. She was his angel. He took a step and swung the bat. He heard the sound of connection and saw the ball fly. As he ran he saw it hit the back fence with two other boys going after it. He ran as fast as he could and slid into second, but his damage was already done as there was two people on second and third. They had scored and won. He heard his team cheer and congratulate, him. His father was jumping for joy excited that was his son. He looked to Raguel and grinned and gave her two thumbs up. Raguel smiled and gave him two back. As Luke was overcome with people Raguel took her chance to leave.

"Was that you?" Dean asked as they walked back to the motel.

"I so often see people who let themselves down without realizing their potential and options. My availability is unlimited, and there really aren't any reasons to attempt anything alone with so much friendship available, I often work anonymously within groups of other helpers, so you may not know that I'm there helping you at your request. But know that I am," she said reciting what she has always said.

"And the kid that had an attack?" Sam asked.

"It's karma bitch, get over it. He should know not to pick on others," she remarked smugly. At first it seemed like a coincidence until the kid she had been talking to came up to bat. Then they figured it was her intervention. "If you ask for help, I will be there in an instant to be the best friend you've always had. I will interfere with free will, but I will be there to guide you to your decision."

The Winchesters knew this was the Archangel of Justice and Fairness, not the sassy archangel they met about a few days ago. She had also earned their trust. She wouldn't have helped the boy if she was out to get people. She would have left him be to be swallowed in self-doubt. The game might not have been effected, but it wasn't the game's outcome that needed to change. It was who ended it.

"Help…"

Raguel's head snapped up at hearing the voice who called her. She knew that voice. The boys looked at her questioning what was wrong by the quick action and intense look in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked.

"Castiel…" she whispered before she vanished with nothing, but a sound of her wings.

AN: Well that's chapter 7! Hope you've all enjoyed your gift and I hope you're generous to return the favor if you know what I mean. *cough* Review… So anyway hope to see you next chapter and Merry Christmas!