Hi! So again I'm sorry about the last chapter being crap, but hopefully this will be better!

I would like to thank everyone for their participation in this story, I'm so glad everyone's enjoying it!

Now onto chapter 13!

'Work, work work!' Dean said to himself, he had only been back what a day? And they were having him run around like a monkey going bananas! He had to do paper work, interrogations and try to find the owner of a cat they found on the street. This was stressful!

It had been 2 weeks since his angel friend had told him about what he was and dean had yet to hear back from him. Or maybe it was just a dream? A vivid one at that. Made himself believe there was more out there. But oh well. Maybe it was a dream and maybe it wasn't. But if it wasn't why was he left in the dark?

Right now all he can do is get on with his job and pass the time.

His coworkers seemed pretty cautious around him yesterday, thinking that he must be pretty delicate with the explosion and everything, luckily the department had another facility they could migrate to whilst the other was being rebuilt. The construction company told them it would be about a year before they have everything working again. At least its the same distance from the angels house and he doesn't need to walk much longer to get to work.

From the other day things have been going well for the prince, quick recovery, get off work. Hell he even found $20 on the side of the street. Yeah much better than before, he was no longer on his torture island filled with doubt and loneliness, even if he still was alone. But the tables had turned for him and things were going great!

Many of his coworkers gave him a 'get well soon' card when he got back into work, thoughtful of them, but Daisy was being a right pain. She is the only down part of this job, so clingy and she's trying to get in everyone's pants, yet you make the suggestion and she goes into full hulk mode!

Shift over.

Dean steps out onto the dark cold night, scarf wrapped around neck he sees the white smoke of his breath against the dark sky. He waddles down the few stairs and continues home.

He passes a few street lights but other than that the way home was completely dark. Anything could happen.

He watches his feet carefully trying not to trip on the numerous trash bags. This was not the best part of the city but it was the only way home. He only passed a single person before he could hear muffled shouting coming from nearby houses and his hands began to chill. He could hear faint footsteps coming towards him from behind, quiet at first then quickly getting closer. Dean quickens his pace, yes he was a cop, but not a really good one he admitted. But as he quickens the footsteps seem to only get louder, as if he were being chased.

Silence

There is no footsteps coming for him, no shadow chasing him. He turns around to see what had just happened, but there's nothing there?

"What the...?" He starts as he turns back to his path.

A darkened figure stands tall, blocking his path. The height and structure can instantly be recognized as a woman's body. He is shocked by the new sight he was seeing and gasps. Maybe this woman saw Deans uniform and came to him for help?

Oh how wrong was he.

"Uh...can I help you?"

No answer.

"Miss?"

Nada

"Miss are you okay?"

She smiles a devious smile at him, one he has seen many times on murderers and offenders faces. The city seems to fade away around him as he stares at this strangers eyes.

Black eyes.

"You don't know how long it took to find you" she says her voice calm.

She jumps forward to get him but dean is long gone.

He appears in a white room standing next to his trusty (friend?) Angel, Jophiel

'They have found you...'

In a bar

...

"YOU CANT FIRE ME! I QUIT!" Castiel yells at his boss opposite him.

Yes the demon was slacking off but that's no excuse to fire a guy, and his choice of words when confronted about it weren't the healthiest choice, god forbid if there was a child in the room with them. But still he wasn't doing anything he hadn't been doing already for years.

He swears to god if that Botis probably wasn't watching him this whole time from the depths of hell he would have killed his bosses sorry ass. Talking of the demon where the hell was he. Yes he probably is in hell but the prince is totally in the dark with everything, training, demon shit and loads more.

And Castiel storms out of his ex-bosses office onto the cold dark street. Two weeks ago he killed a girl near these streets. Time flys. Then he got told he was demon royalty. Now he's quit his job and is moving on to join life in the circus (maybe) how much more could his life change?

He passes a young man, around about the same age as himself, he looks kind of familiar but he can't really tell with a big scarf wrapped around his neck.

We will just have to wait and see.

"Hello Castiel..."

He turns to his right to see Botis. Of course.

"Today your training begins..."

What? When? Where? Why today? Has something happened? WHAT? I have no money for my house. I have no money for food!

All of this suddenly dawned on the demon and he began to wonder if quitting his job was such a good idea?