Benny crouched near the site, spying on the leviathans going about their business. The angel was bound to a stake, his wings broken. "Is that the angel you were talking about?" he whispered to where he assumed his 'friend' would be. I guess. How many angels are there in purgatory? "Just the one." Then you just asked me a stupid question didn't you? Benny said nothing as he watched the suited leviathans walking about.
What do you think they want with him? "Maybe steal his grace? I heard angel's grace is very useful. And he doesn't seem all that angelic any more." Well that could certainly be a problem, thought Tyler. An angel without his grace would be human-ish. And what could be worse than that for a former angel? If she were one, she wouldn't want to become a human. That's like going from the top of the food chain to rock bottom. "What do you want to do?" Benny whispered. Don't know yet. Let's just observe them first. Be better to snatch him away during the night anyway.
They carefully retreated into a high bush, keeping their eyes trained on the bruised vessel that was Castiel. Or so they thought. He doesn't look like much out here. I wonder why they'd bring his vessel. "Vessel? You mean that's not what he really looks like?" Wait, can't you see his true form? It's huge! And quite beautiful really…The only physical manifestations of his true form are his wings. The rest isn't him really, just a meat suit. "Are you saying he possesses someone right now?" Someone's body yeah. The person is long gone. Probably off to heaven. "I wonder what beef those creeps have with the angel. Do you know?" He kinda sucked up all their souls and then released them back in here or something. "Figures they'd be angry. I'd be angry too."
A silence fell between the two as they waited for nightfall. When it came, Tyler told Benny to stay back, while she snuck towards the angel. The vampire didn't mind staying with all the leviathans creeping about. Tyler tiptoed around the sentries one by one, holding her breath. No one noticed. Then she found herself face to face with the angel and gasped softly. He was looking right at her. He could see her, she could feel it. There was surprise on his face and then recognition. After that, some kind of resignation settled on the angel's face.
"Are you here to kill me?" he asked softly. She was surprised by his low growling voice – she hadn't expected an angel to sound like that. No. Why would you think that? "Because of your coming. It's not often I get visited by a-" SHHHHH, someone's coming over. A leviathan stepped towards Castiel and hissed. Castiel withdrew within himself. The leviathan stepped away, happy about his effect on Castiel. I'm not here to kill you. I don't even think I could if I was here completely. I'm not….what you think I am. "Then what are you?" A friend. Someone from Earth who has been listening to the lamenting of the Winchesters and who wants to help. "Are you saying-" Yes Castiel. I've come to rescue you.