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Leah had been trying to sleep, but it did not seem to want to come to her. She kept tossing and turning as nightmares assaulted her. She kept having the same dream where James was chasing her and trying to force his blood down her throat. She could hear him telling her that she would never escape as he snapped Dean's neck before forcing her to drink his blood then the blood of everyone else she cared about. It got so bad that she ended up jolting awake in bed and fighting to catch her breath. Her eyes scanned the room before settling on a dark shape and her nose scrunched up as she prepared to deal with the sickly sweet stench of leech since she figured one of the Cullen's had decided to keep an eye out and make sure she did not try to escape through the window like she had the other night.

Yet the horrible sickly sweet smell never came. Instead she smelled something that she was not sure she would ever be able to describe correctly. It was more than human, but not vampire or shifter of any kind. There was not a particular scent to this person, but more like a mix of every scent every created. It was almost as if the scent was mean to be whatever calmed you the most. Like it would mold to become whatever comforted you the most. Knowing this instantly put the she-wolf on alert.

"Step out of the shadow like some serial killer or I will scream and I can assure you that I have a powerful set of lungs. I could make your ears bleed if I tried hard enough." Leah threatened while at the same time pulling the blanket up to her chin in case he did end up being some weirdo and knowing the company she had been keeping lately it would not surprise her one little bit. The shadow moved to reveal a man in his thirties with dark hair and even darker eyes. He wore a tan trench coat and his expression looked as if he was holding the weight of the entire world on his shoulders. "Now that we have established what you look like, who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you doing in my room? Do you know Edward Cullen? You two seem to have a strange habit of watching women while they sleep and since I am not in to stalkers and you are a little old for me, I suggest you get out before I make you get out. I will warn you that I am a lot stronger than I may seem right now."

"I am Castiel." The man said as if that was supposed to ring a bell in the female shifters mind. He must have seen the confusion written all over her face because he was quick to clear up any confusion she may be still be having. "I am sure Dean has mentioned me. I am the angel Castiel."

The girl shifter blinked a few times. Now she recognized the name and couldn't help but blurt out the first thing which popped in to her mind. "Oh so you are the angel who watched porn and then made out with a demon after words to show off what you had learned. No offense meant with this comment, but you are not exactly what I expected when it comes to angels. You look more like a World of War Craft geek than a warrior for god. You don't even have wings and not to mention the vessel you chose. It's not very intimidating you know. Kind of reminds of that kid I used to stuff in to the locker when I was a sophomore in high school. Anyways I am kind of getting off track here. Why the fuck are you in my room?"

The angel tilted his head as he studied her. "I have been watching you for a really long time."

"That is just a little bit creepy." Leah replied as she contemplated on whether she should scream or not. It was late, she was tired, and in a fight she wanted to know who would win, an angel or a vampire. It would be like watching supernatural wrestling. She could probably sell tickets to it and make a killing.

Castiel frowned and shifted his feet. He was not good at keeping conversations with people and her mocking made him very uncomfortable. "Did the herb I gave Dean, help with your pain? It was the only thing I could do without breaking more rules."

"What?" She asked not understanding what he was talking about. "Are you talking about that weird leaf thing he slipped in to my coffee thinking he was cool shit and that I didn't see him do it? While we are on the topic of Dean please tell me that he wasn't really a vessel for Michael. I mean he was supposed to be our savior? Have you met him? All the boy does is flirt, tell bad jokes, eat, and did I mention flirt?"

"Dean has qualities you have not seen yet, but you will." The angel said as pulled a vile out and tossed it to her. "I thought you may need this. It will help take away your pain. I wish I could do more, but it is all part of a test."

"A test?" The she-wolf asked with a frown. 'What if I do not want to be tested? What if I feel I have been tested enough? I mean I lost my dad, Sam, became a wolf, imprinted on a leech, and got addicted to vampire blood. I think that is enough testing for ten life times. You tell whoever thinks playing a joke on my life that I do not want to play anymore. I am not a fucking puppet for you to all mess with and pull the strings whenever you want."

"That choice is not up to you. Good luck Leah Clearwater, I really do hope you succeed in what will come." Then he was gone and Leah was left fuming.

"This isn't Criss Angel you know!" She huffed and flopped back down on bed. "Stupid vanishing angels are almost as annoying as mind reading vampires!"

TBC…

AN: So I leave for Boston in like five hours and I am nervous to see my doctor but, I wanted to get this out. This is not as funny as I had hoped, but I hope that you all still liked it. I will try to post when I get back to make up for this crap update. Let me know what you thought about it.

Please R&R like always!