Saving Grace Chapter 12: Then: Building Relations & Friends, a supernatural fanfic

No One's POV

Weeks passed by in Heaven, the weeks slowly turning into several months.

And within those months, both Lucifer's and Michael's relationship with Cassiel steadily grew stronger, as did Gabriel's relationship with Cassiel; however, it was much different in intent.

In fact, it wasn't uncommon to find Cassiel with one of them, practically having earned a permanent Archangel shadow. Michael, Lucifer, and Gabriel alike spent every moment they didn't have duties, with Cassiel.

Michael and Lucifer, both having managed to put Cassiel at ease in their presence, now enjoyed leisurely walks through the garden, flights across the celestial plains, or through the grand canyons, playful games of tag through the meadows, sparring sessions… Anything to spend time with her.

Yet, both held back from revealing their true feelings and intentions, unsure of Cassiel's affection for them, and both not wanting to frighten Cassiel off or worse, have her reject their romantic advances.

And Gabriel, having developed a close friendship with her, enjoyed pulling Cassiel into his shenanigans against his Archangel brothers or fellow officers; he had proved to be surprisingly thoughtful, considerate, trustworthy, and overall protective best friend.

Even Raphael had developed some sort of a relationship with Cassiel, having figured since his older three brothers were so besotted, that he should, if anything, play nice with someone, who no doubt was going to end up mated to one of his two eldest brothers.

Raphael had found Cassiel to be nothing particularly exceptional like Michael or Lucifer had, but he respected her. She was an excellent flier, but so were many of Lucifer's officers. And Cassiel was skilled in combat, worthy of advancement in Gabriel's ranks, but many Michael's angels were also skilled. Therefore, his relationship with Cassiel was much more reserved and limited than his other three brothers. But, he supposed, discussing healing techniques with Cassiel was interesting, she didn't mind if he rambled, unlike his brothers who mostly just tuned him out and ignored him after a while.

Currently, Cassiel was in the celestial fields with her brother Castiel, and their close group of friends, Balthazar, Sophia, Ezekiel, and Azrael, all who were in her garrison.

"You know, this is nice. It's been a while since we've had time to just hang out together." Cassiel says, sighing softly as she looks up at the clouds, her head in her brother's lap as Castiel lounges relaxed, half propped up, arms supporting his upper body, and legs stretched out in front of him.

"Well, that's what happens when you spend all your time with your new besties and forget about your old ones. You've traded us all in for certain several Archangel Commanders." Balthazar snorts good-naturedly, poking fun at Cassiel.

"You don't really think that, do you, Balthazar?" Cassiel worries, rolling onto her side to face Balthazar, and giving him a sad look.

"Of course he doesn't, Cassie. Balthazar is just teasing you, and being mean." Castiel sooths, running a hand along his sister's wing comfortingly as he sits up straighter, giving Balthazar a meaningful look.

"I- Just because, you guys are my friends. I would never think that or- or do that to you." Cassiel says, still looking worried.

"Of course you wouldn't. And you haven't. None of us have had much time to hang out together. It isn't your fault." Castiel affirms, still running his hand along his sister's wing assuringly.

"Knock it off, Balthazar, don't be a jerk." Sophia pipes up, rolling her eyes. "But, while we're on the topic of Commanders, more specifically, one green eyed and one blue eyed one, Cassie."

"While we're on the topic?" Cassiel questions, not understanding.

"Oh come on, Cassiel. You have to give us something!" Sophia moans dramatically.

"I don't understand what you want me to tell you. We're just friends." Cassiel replies.

"Just friends?" Balthazar snorts. "And my ass isn't glorious. They follow you around like love sick fledglings. Darling, please tell me you aren't really that oblivious. Commander Michael and Commander Lucifer are head over wings in love with you."

"I hardly think that's true, Balthazar. And your ass isn't that glorious. I think Cas' is better." Cassiel snorts back sassily.

"My ass is wonderful, thank you very much!" Balthazar gasps, mock offended, and placing a hand to his chest.

Ezekiel, Sophia, and Azrael snort at Balthazar's theatrics, while Castiel simply shakes his head at his sister and best friend's usual back and forth banter, and Cassiel rolling her eyes and laughing hysterically.

"Anyways, come on, Cassie! Tell us something! You hang out with the Archangel Commanders on a regular basis. You realize how lucky you are right?" Sophia urges.

"Well, they- they'll all nice." Cassiel says.

"Oh, wow. Thanks. That's really something." Sophia snarks.

Cassiel laughs at her friend's frustration.

"Come on, what do you really think about them, Cassie?" Sophia presses for something more.

"It's true. Michael and Lucifer, they- they just aren't- aren't like you'd expect. They are really nice and thoughtful, they care, and I guess it's kind of nice to see that side of them instead." Cassiel shrugs, not wanting to say more and feeling a light blush appear on her cheeks at the thought of Michael and Lucifer.

Of course, Gabriel and Raphael were nice too. Gabriel was tons of fun and was always rambling on about something or finding some random adventure to run off and do, and Raphael, well he was more reserved, but she enjoyed hearing him talk about healing. He got quiet enthused about it once you got him going.

"It sounds like you like them." Sophia points out.

"It's not like it matters. I'm nothing special." Cassiel shrugs, sitting up and pulling her knees to her chest as she leans into Castiel, twirling a piece of grass between her fingers.

Cassiel may wish that there was something more between her and Michael or her and Lucifer, but she knew it was pointless to hope. Why would either of them like her? She was nothing special, nothing to be desired for someone as powerful and wonderful as Michael or Lucifer.

"Cassiel, that's not true. You are special. And if Commander Michael and Commander Lucifer don't see that, they're stupid, darling." Balthazar says, his voice softening.

"Thanks, Balthy." Cassiel says softly, giving Balthazar a smile, her wing brushing up against Balthazar's brown.