After my tantrum, as Dean had called it, I started to work in the kitchen again. This time people would actually try to talk to me. Dean made it his personal goal to get me to talk as much as possible.

I was cleaning the counter when I heard someone walk in. I looked up to greet them but stopped when I saw Gordon. I hadn't seen much of him after he tried to kill me.

"Hello, Gordon. Can I get you anything?" I asked politely. Gordon grimaced and stepped closer, he kept wringing his hands. He came all the way up to the counter and I leaned away. He wouldn't look at me.

"Look," Gordon began, "I'm sorry about trying to kill you, okay? I thought I was doing the right thing but then I got my butt handed to me when you went full Angel. I made a mistake, okay?" I wondered what possessed him to apologize but I smiled anyway. It would be like Dean to threaten someone.

"Apology accepted." I said and he finally looked at me. He was about to say something when Bobby rushed in with the same look he had with Amelia. I immediately thought if Dean had went on a raid today and my heart sunk into my stomach. Dean had. I jumped over the counter, running faster than I had for Amelia, and sped off to the medical hall. I heard a woman screaming 'I can't see'. I turned into the occupied room and saw Dean standing by the woman. He turned to me as I ran in and I hugged him tightly.

"You're okay, thank God." I whispered to him. The woman stopped screaming and I finally looked at her. I pushed Dean away gently. The woman's eyes had been burnt out, only Angels could do that.

"What the heck is the Angel doing here?" She yelled and Dean pulled me away from her. I realized this was the woman that had helped Amelia after she had slapped me.

"Pamela, he can help you." Dean said as Bobby and Sam walked in. Sam smiled at me and I faintly smiled back.

"I don't want his help." She hissed. I looked at Dean and he backed away from Pamela. I stepped towards her.

"Pamela, I can help you." I said calmly. She was silent. I reached out to her with my grace to calm her and she relaxed.

"There are three people in here capable of killing me if I try anything. I won't fight back. I won't hurt you." I stepped closer and she straightened up slightly.

"Fine." She grumbled. I reached out and put a hand over her eyes. She hissed in pain as I brushed against the sensitive skin around her eyes. I took away her pain and she sighed. I looked back at the others.

"You guys should cover your eyes." I said. They hurriedly covered their eyes and I turned back to Pamela. I put a hand on the back of her head to steady her, keeping my hand over her eyes. She tensed.

"Pamela, I need you to keep your eyes open or I can't heal them, okay?" She nodded. I took a deep breath and focussed on my grace. I imagined my grace seeping into her eyes and I felt my eyes start to glow. Then a light exploded from my body and bathed the room in white. Then it was gone and I told the others to open their eyes. I looked to Pamela and kept my hand over her eyes.

"Pamela, now I need you to close your eyes." I felt her eyelashes brush against my hand as she closed them. I took my hand away and saw no trace of singed flesh.

"Now, open them slowly." I whispered. Her eyelids fluttered and slowly opened. Brown irises met my blue ones and I smiled. She smiled at me and felt her face.

"I can see!" She squealed happily. Sam rushed forward and hugged her. I smiled at the display. Dean came over and hugged me.

"That was awesome." Dean said. His words took a moment to settle in. I pulled back suddenly.

"You didn't cover your eyes?" I whispered hoarsely. He tried to pull me closer but I pulled away from him completely.

"I figured I didn't need to because some of your grace was in me. Calm down, I'm okay." He reached for me but I shied away. I was furious. Pamela, Sam, and Bobby were staring at us.

"That was stupid!" I screamed at him and I saw him give into his anger. His jaw tightened and he squared himself up to me.

"I just assumed-" He started but I interrupted him.

"You assumed? Never assume anything about me! That light could have burned out your eyes just like Pamela. I wouldn't be able to heal you if I did it, it's impossible. I can't heal anything that I inflict!" I yelled and I saw him deflate.

"Cas, I'm sorry!" Dean yelled after me as I ran away down the tunnel. Too many emotions were clashing in my head. I needed to get away. I could have hurt him. I thought. Then I ran into somebody.

"I'm sorry." I said quickly and went to keep running when a hand stopped me. It was Sam and Dean's father.

"I'm sorry, sir." I said. He smiled and pulled me into a room. I was too confused to do anything. He put a finger to his lips and stepped out of the room. I heard fast footsteps approaching.

"Dad! Have you seen Cas? I made a mistake." I heard his voice crack and I longed to reach out to him. The emotions were calming down.

"Calm down, son. What exact mistake did you make?" John asked. I was confused at what John was doing. I heard Dean sigh and I imagined him rubbing the back of his neck.

"I didn't listen to Cas, Dad. He told me to do something and I didn't listen." Dean's voice definitely broke that time and I heard John pat his shoulder.

"I'm sure Cas will forgive you. He's the best thing that ever happened to you." John said loudly. He was talking to me.

"Thanks Dad, but I have to go find him." Dean said, then the footsteps took off and John came back in. He smiled at me.

"It's true you know. That boy hasn't been right ever since his mom died. Moping around since he was four, keeping too many responsibilities on his shoulders. Then you come along and he's bright and cheery for the first time." John said. His eyes were cloudy.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Mr. Winchester." I said sadly. I didn't know that about Dean. John smiled at me.

"Call me John. Mr. Winchester makes me feel old. Now go apologize, we both know you will." He said. I nodded and went to walk out.

"And take care of my boy, Castiel. If you don't I might have to kill ya." He warned. I turned to him.

"I would never hurt him." I said and took off running before I said too much. I ran into the main plaza and saw Dean talking to a redhead.(That was Charlie, Sam had introduced me in one of my first weeks here.) I saw her point at me and Dean turned around. He ran towards me and looked at me with guilt shining clear in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Cas. I should have listened to you." He whispered in my ear as I let him pull me close. I hugged him closer.

"No, I'm sorry. I was just scared of hurting you. Afraid of losing you." I answered back. Dean pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"Don't my eyes disturb you?" I asked, being my usual blunt self. Dean looked shocked for a moment then he smiled at me. He made a point to look directly into my eyes.

"No, what made you think that?" He asked.

"They aren't normal." I said and finally looked away from his intense gaze. Dean tilted my head up with his fingers and continued to look deeply into my eyes. Like he was actually looking at my grace. Maybe my grace in him made him able to truly see it.

"They're beautiful." He said and connected our lips together. I ran my hands up his arms and gripped his left shoulder with my left hand, he tightened his arms around me. I felt safe for the first time in a long time.