Dean turned onto an aged dirt road, easing the Impala over the many potholes.

"God, are we there yet?" Piper whined, leaning her head against the seat.
"I swear, if you ask that one more time-"
"Dean, don't." Sam glared at his brother.
"He has a point though." Heidi said while picking at her nails.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Piper leaned over to Heidi
"You've been asking that question every five minutes."
"Have not."
"Yes, you have." I mumbled against the window.
"You guys love me and you know it." She placed an arm around the each of us, pulling us close.
"Yes, we do." I smiled.
"No chick flick moments in my backseat."

We laughed at his reaction and went back to waiting impatiently. I looked at the back of Sam's head, his hair flowing freely from the wind coming in from the open window. I never realized how much of it he really had. I wonder...I lean forward, grabbing small sections of his smooth, soft hair. His head jerked forward.

"Huh, what was that?" he asked turning.
"Oh nothing. There was something in it, but don't worry. I got it out." I looked down at my lap, Heidi and Piper trying to suppress their giggles.
"Uh, thanks." He laughed nervously.

I covered my face with my hands, not wanting everyone to see how red I've gotten. I felt the car make one final turn, then come to a stop. I separate two fingers just a crack, and take a peek at my surroundings. I saw a small wooden shack with uneven steps, and weird markings over it.

"Sam, Dean, what are those weird symbols?" I ask, leaning over Sam's shoulder.
"Those are Angel Wards. They keep us completely hidden from angels." Dean looked smug, sounding all matter-of-factly.
"Wait, Angels?" Piper leaned closer to Dean, obviously interested.
"I know, it's a lot to take in for one day, but-"
"Why are you trying to hide from them? Aren't angels the good guys?"

Sam and Dean exchanged an irritated look before responding.

"It's a long story. We'll explain once we're inside and safe from everything."

Piper, Heidi, and I gathered our belongings from the trunk while Sam and Dean filled another bag with some weapons, a silver flask with a cross on it, a tin container labeled SALT, and a leather bound book. Us three waited until Dean unlocked the door, and inspected the building just to make sure. It was a small place. It had a living room/kitchen/dining room in one area, two bedrooms, and one bathroom. It still wasn't the best, but it looked a lot cleaner on the inside than it had from the outside.

"So what are we going to do about the rooms?" I asked.
"Dean and I are going to share a room, two of you can share a room, and that leaves the couch."
"I'll take the couch." I said, looking over at Heidi and Piper.
"Are you sure?" Heidi asked.
"Of course, I've been sleeping on couches basically my whole life, besides, you guys were roommates on your sophomore year."
"Okay." Piper smiled at me. "But we should totally talk more about these angels."
"They're dicks. They're far from being the good guys from what we know."
"Dean, not true!" Sam cut his brother off. "What about Cas? Sure he's had his moments, but he's still saved our asses before."
"You guys actually know and angel?" Heidi, Piper, and my ears perked.
"Yes," Dean rolled his eyes. "His name is Castiel. He has blue eyes and wears a trench coat."
"Can we meet him?" Heidi asked.
"Not right now, we have work to do." Dean was trying to avoid the girl's desperate gazes.
"Please, Dean? Come on! He could possibly even help us with whatever it is we are doing." Piper gave him a looked filled with desperation.
"Dean," I rest a hand on his shoulder, "She's not going to stop, you might as well summon his feathery ass down here."

Sam snorted at my comment, and Dean rolled his eyes as he pulled out a cellphone. He pressed a few buttons and then held the phone to his ear.

"Hello, Cas?" he turned away "Yes, we're on a case right now. Yes-uh, no. WAIT! Will you shut up for just one moment. Yes. I'm sorry. Anyway, we're in our bunker, Northern Maine.-Because we need to see you, that's why."

The room filled with the sounds a wings flapping softly, we turn around and see a man, late thirties, with crazy sex-hair, pale lips, the bluest eyes you could see, and a long tan trench coat touched off with a suit and tie underneath.

"I'm here, Dean." He looked into Dean's eyes, talking into the phone. His voice was low, and grumbly. Very hot to say the least.

"I see that, Cas." Dean replied into the phone.
"Well, I'm going to disconnect now, seeing how we're in the same environment." He said while flipping his phone shut.
"Ladies, meet Castiel." Sam gestured.

Castiel's head tilted and he squinted his eyes at us.

"I do not know you three."
"Kimi."
"Heidi."
"Piper.
"They're with us on the case we talked about earlier." Dean said sitting down on the counter
"On the werewolf attack? What use will they be?"
"Wait a minute." I say, narrowing my eyes. Angel or not, I wanted to kick his ass.
"They were the last people to see Jason alive. And there's a spirit haunting their place, and it tried kill Kimi, so we thought they'd be safer here." Sam said, trying to prevent a fight.
"Can you use some of your angel-mojo on her, see if you can heal her up. Because that is one nasty scar." Dean said trying to give a sympathetic look.
"Wow, thanks Dean. No reason to sugar coat it, huh?" I chuckle.
"Let me see what I can do." Castiel flashed right in front of me.
"Oh, God." I place a hand over my racing heart. "I don't care if you have to power to pop in and out as you please, just do not jump in front of me, or sneak up on me."
"My apologies." He said flatly, looking up at my forehead. "You have a pretty deep gash here, is there any other injured area?" I lowered the neck of my tank top so he could see the stitched wound.
"Alright, so what I'm going to do is touched the injured areas. You shouldn't feel anything too severe, just a little warmth. It will be over in seconds. Understand?"
"Sure."

He lifted two fingers to my forehead, and I closed my eyes. Right from the center of the gash there was a small, comfortable heat. It spread slowly and gracefully, swirling around my forehead. Once he removed his hands, the only thing remaining was a soft tingling.

"I'm going to have to touch your chest now, I apologize." He said looking down at the other
wound.
"Eh, minor things." I shrugged.

Sure enough, he placed his warm hand on my bared chest, and just like it did before the warmth started from the middle and spread across. I was almost disappointed when I no longer felt his touch. I look down, and instead of the long, jagged cut, there was just smooth skin. Brand new. I lifted my hand to my forehead and was surprised to find that it didn't hurt anymore.

"Thank you." I look up into his eyes.
"You're quite welcome."

His gaze fell upon the other two girls, he looked over Heidi, and just stopped at Piper. His head tilted further, and his eye squinted tighter. As if he was trying to read her. She took notice, and her face already turned red, and she started fumbling with the hem of her shirt. He realized that he had made her bashful and quickly turned away. His cheeks just tinted with a little red.

"Well, I have to get back to Heaven. Just to make sure things are working the way they're supposed to." Cas looked down.
"Was there something wrong before?" I ask
"Well after the apocalypse was stopped, a civil war took over Heaven, and-"
"Okay, Cas." Dean said putting a large hand on the angels shoulder "Didn't you say you have to leave?"
"What are you talking about? Like the apocalypse?" Heidi asked, eyes getting wide.
"Yes. There was a demon named Ruby-"
"Cas." Sam started, his eyes closed
"Sam trusted that she wanted what was right. So she gave him demon blood, which he drank, and his physic powers went all crazy. She tricked him into thinking if he killed the main demon, Lilith, that it would stop Lucifer from rising-"
"Lucifer is real?" Piper asked.
"Yes, but killing Lilith only broke the last seal which freed him."
"What the hell." I whispered
"Yes, it was quite crazy. But Sam and Dean being hunters and all, somehow managed to. Stop the apocalypse, and save the world."
"Way to break them into everything, Cas." Dean said through clenched teeth.
"I'm sorry. Was there something I shouldn't have said?"
"Never mind, Cas. Just go take care of your business."
"Of course, pleasure to meet you three." He nodded at us. And with another sound of flapping wings, Castiel was gone.

I pick my bag up off of the floor, and walk over to the couch. I open my bag, digging through it, thanking myself silently for remembering to pack a sheet. I leaned over the couch, tucking in over corners, and into creases until it was perfect. I then threw a pillow on my preferred end, and put the folded blanket on the back until it was time for bed. I sprawl out, not knowing what to think. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Piper and Heidi head down the short hallway trying to make their temporary room cozy enough for the time being.
I throw and arm over my eyes, and use my free hand to play with my necklace. What am I going to do? I growl quietly, and hear footsteps approach.

"Whoever you are, I don't want to talk."
"Hey, it's just me. And it's cool if you don't want to talk. Mind if I sit with you?" that voice...
"Sam?" I uncover my eyes, just to make sure my guess was accurate. It was. "Uh, yeah. Sure."

I curl up my legs, making just enough room for Sam to sit and the edge. I cover my eyes again, and hear him sigh.

"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah, I just wanted to apologize for what Cas said."
"About the apocalypse, and you going demon crazy or whatever?"
"Yeah. I felt like I was doing with right thing, and I know it was wrong and so very stupid."

I uncover my eyes and sit up, grabbing Sam's forearm.

"Sam, you don't need to explain yourself to me. It's okay."
"I just made some horrible choices."
"But you and Dean fixed them right? No worries!" he snorted and looked me in the eyes.
"I'm jumpstarted the apocalypse."
"Eh, minor things." I smiled.

We both just sat there, laughing.

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Heidi's P.O.V

"So, we have the one bed." Piper said, hands on her hips.
"Oh, I think we'll be fine."
"I know." Piper sat down in front of me. "What did you think about that angel? Wasn't he the cutest thing you've ever seen?"
"Oh my God, yes."
"Dibs!" Piper laughed, sticking her hands up.
"I'm pretty sure he called dibs on you in the kitchen." I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh he did not. He probably thinks I'm totally weird."
"Or, he thinks you're hella fine. Either way, you can have him. I got my eyes set on someone different."
"Paul Bunyan, or Blue Steel?"
"Definitely Blue Steel. Paul's got a thing for Kimi, I can see that just the way he looks at her."
"But weren't you tearing Dean a new one when he got back to the apartment?" my friend snickered
"That's because I thought he hurt Kim, you can't tell me you weren't thinking the same thing." I narrow my eyes.
"Yeah, you're right. Anyway, are you going to make the moves on Dean?"
"Oh my God, what are you? Four?"
"Four-and-a-half, thank you very much."
"You're such a nug."
"QUEEN OF THE NUGS, BOW BEFORE ME!" she shouted.

Piper and I started laughing as we put a fresh sheet on the grimy mattress. It wasn't great by any means, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. After we had made the bed, I pulled my MacBook out of my bag, and started it up.

"What are the chance there's internet here?" I ask, looking up at Piper who was aggressively going through her bag.
"Little to none, I'm guessing. You've seen this place, what makes you think-"
"Well I'll be damned. There is internet." I look up with surprise.
"Really?" she came over next to me and looked at my screen.
"It's password protected. Who the hell would come out here to steal Wi-Fi?" I shake my head.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to ask Dean what it is."
"Oooh, Dean." Piper said dramatically, putting her hand to her forehead.
"Shut up." I flip her off before I walk out the door.

I walk back down the dark hallway and out into the lounge. Sam and Kimi are talking on the couch, and Dean is still sitting on the counter drinking a beer. I take a deep breath. Come on, you can do this. Just ask for the password. How can you even think of wanted to do more with him when you're afraid to ask for the internet password? Come on Heidi. I braced myself, and marched confidently out into the kitchen and looked at Dean.

"Is there something I can do for you?" he asked rubbing his face.
"Uh, yeah. Can I have the password?"
"To what?"
"The internet." My voice trailed off. Stop getting nervous!
"Um, sure."

Dean slid off of the counter, and made his way over to the cluttered table top. He was moving papers back and forth, quickly losing tracks of the piles he had gone through, and the one he hadn't.

"Son of a bitch." He mumbled. I couldn't help but crack a smile.
"Do you have it off the top of your head?"
"Yeah, but I need it on paper so you can understand It."
"I'll be right back."

I walk over to the couch where Kimi was laying down curled up, and Sam was rubbing her leg. Oh yeah, he's totally into her. Wait until Piper hears about this. I laughed to myself. I leaned down and shook Kim's arm.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?" she whined.
"Oh hush, and I just want a piece of paper and a pen."
"Look in my sling bag, there should be a notebook in there, and look in the front pouch for a pen."
"Thank you!"

I walked over to her back, moving the flap, and reaching in to get her notebook. Then I reached into the front part and pulled out an electric blue pen. Close enough. I though heading back to the kitchen. I flip the book open to a blank page, and hand that and the pen over to Dean.

"There. Now please?"
"What do you need the internet for that badly?" he asked while scrawling down the info, and ripping the page from the book.
"What else do you want me to do here?"
"Touché." He said, starting to hand me the piece of paper, stopping when I reached out to claim it. "You are not allowed to judge me based on what you're going to see."
"What would I judge you for?" I snort, looking down at the slip.

It semi-messy handwriting, I look down to see:

Frisk3y W0m3

"Really?" I ask, giving him a look.
"Yes, really. Now go away before you start to judge me." He smiled, the corner of his eyes crinkling. My heart skipped a beat.
"Fine, fine."

I turn around and walk back toward my room, hoping no one else can see the smile growing on my face.

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Piper's P.O.V

Today has been a weird day altogether. I found out half of the things that people wrote crappy novels and created lousy movies about were real. I shake my head, throwing myself back on the freshly made bed, listening to the springs moan and squeak.

"Living the life." I whisper out loud.

And the best thing, is that we totally met an angel! The butterflies were flying every which way in my stomach, threatening to take me away. My smile faded, and they my butterflies died down a bit when I remember the way he reacted in the kitchen. The way he stared at me made me question myself a bit. What could possibly be wrong with me? Maybe he saw something in me that he didn't see in the others. I have no idea where that's a good thing or a bad thing. What I do know, however, is that I felt something when I looked into his eyes. My body felt warm, my heart sped up. Out of all the times to find a man attractive. He's not even technically a man, so to speak. And we're in the middle of a crisis. Perfect timing, Piper. You're fantastic. I groan into my hands, then stare up at the ceiling.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Heidi walked in, jumping me.
"Just thinking about stuff." I turned away.
"Is your stuff Castiel?" she asked, that taunting tone in her voice.
"No, go away."
"Hey, this is my room too!" she laughed, hitting me with her pillow.
"Fine. Anyway, did you get the password for the internet?" I lean over the side of the bed, clutching my laptop hopefully.
"Oh yes I did, and wait until you see it."

Heidi put the piece of paper in between us both as she sat down on the bed, pulling her computer out. I read the mixer of letter and numbers and laughed.

"Really? Who does this guy thinks he is?" I lean back against the pillow and headboard, logging into my Tumblr page.
"He's not that bad, he's actually pretty nice. And he has a wicked cute smile. And his eyes crinkle in-"
"Oh, Heidi. Honey, you've got it bad."
"What? What do I have?" she started looking worrisome.
"You've got a crush." I laugh, putting my hand on her shoulder.
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Heidi? Seriously? I asked, looking over the rims of my glasses.
"Okay, maybe just a small one. That's all I'm willing to admit."
"It's good enough of a confession to me." I smiled

We both then went quiet, blogging out hours away.

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Kimi's P.O.V

I still lay with my eyes covered on the couch, Sam still trying to make conversation. It's not that I didn't want to talk to him, it's I just felt so wiped for some reason. I remove my arm from my face, and look over at Sam. He looked like he was about to fall asleep. His head was tilted down, his breathing slow, and leaning heavily on the arm.

"Sam?" I ask, jumping him.
"Hey, something wrong?"
"No. But if you're tired, you can go ahead and go to sleep, it's been a long day."
"I'm okay." He rubbed his eyes.
"Sam, please? You don't have to sit out here with me. You guys said I should be fine, remember?" I take his arm, and hug it.
"Yeah, I know. I'm just not tired yet."
"Sam, don't bullshit a bullshitter." I narrow my eyes.
"Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you?" he asked
"Yes, I'm okay. Now be a good moose and go to sleep."
"Moose? I thought I was the Big Friendly Giant two days ago."
"Yeah, but Moose are cuter." I slap my hand over my mouth. Oh God, no.
"Whoa, what?" he smirked
"Nothing, night, Sam."
"Night."

I watched him walk away, laughing. I stand up and walk into the kitchen, Dean sitting on the counter once again.

"Aren't you going to go to bed anytime soon?" I ask, walking to the fridge.
"It's only 7:00. What are you, 80?" he laughed
"no, I just figured you both have had a long day. It's never too bad to hit the hay early."

I walk over to Dean, a beer in my hand and twist the cap off.

"Here's to hoping things go smoother." I tilt the bottle toward him, and he clinked his off of mine.
"Yeah, keep that good energy in mind." He said before taking a sip.

We both sat on the counter, sipping beer quietly. I figured everyone in the house had gone to sleep. By the time Dean decided to go to bed, it was around 9:00. I turn out the light in the kitchen, and Dean did a quick once over to make sure everything was okay.

"Do you need to salt the windows and doors?" I ask, following him out into the lounge.
"Shouldn't have to, there's really no threat to us here." He said before turned the deadbolt.
"Okay."
"Sleep good, okay?" he pointed at me walking down the hall.
"Yeah, you too." I smile.

I walked over to my bag, and changed into my Tee shirt and pajama pants. I turn off the main light, and curl up on the couch next to a side table lamp, with The Hobbit in hand. More hours had passed, and I was guessing it was around midnight. I put my torn library card in my place, and yawned as I switched the light out. I made myself comfortable, popping my sore joints. I closed my eyes, ready to finish this day once and for all. When out of the darkness a cold, voice called out.

"Irrriiiisssssss."

Hate to be one of those people that leave cliff hangers, but I hope this chapter was enjoyable! What do you think will happen? What about Castiel's reaction to Piper? What does it mean? Well, favourite, follow, and review, and the next chapter should be up soon!