Some time later, Castiel awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He turned on his side groaning slightly at the pain still all over his body. Without opening his eyes, he felt around on the night stand for his phone. Opening one eye he peered at the caller ID. He answered and put the phone up to his ear.

"Hello Dean!" he said in his deep gravely voice a bit groggy.

"Hey Cas I heard what happened you ok?"

"Im fine Dean! Still alive."

"Come on Cas, talk to me. When are you coming home we need you here man?"

Cas took a deep breath and let it out closing his eyes, an image of Eleanor appearing at the forefront of his mind. He didn't reply.

"Alright, alright! I get it you need some space." Dean sighed heavily. Just...just let us know if you ever need anything we're here for you, me and Sam. OK?"

"Ok Dean, thank you. Goodbye Dean."

Cas returned the phone to the night stand and turned on his back feeling a pang of guilt. He had never told them what Naomi had told him. He knew Dean would have tried to set him up with every woman he laid eyes on.

Cas wouldn't have had any of it. He believed one didn't go looking for love, love found you. But Cas didn't believe there was anyone out there for him. He wasn't that lucky.

Cas didn't bother looking at the time, he was just too tired. He pulled the duvet over his head and closed his eyes thinking about what had happened last night, what he heard, what he had done.

Cas opened the door into Eleanor's room, he needed to make sure she was ok, but as he stood at the foot of her bed his jaw dropped at the sight in front of him.

Eleanor was flat on her back naked before him, her hands cupping both her breasts kneading them, pulling on the nipples her back arching off the mattress, her legs pulled up and drawn apart waiting for him. Her bare sex glistening in the moonlight that filtered in through the window, ready for him to devour her.

Her soft moans broke him out of his trance as she breathed his name, her hands stretched toward him pleading for him to take her once and for all.

Cas took one step forward and suddenly he was straddling her, one hand at the side of her head the other gripping his length, the tip poised at her slick entrance.

Eleanor began chanting his name.

"Cas...Cas...Cas...