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Chapter 5

And then there was Cas

Victoria agreed to follow them back to their bunker. She was a tad concerned they referred to it as a bunker instead of a house, but she knew if push came to shove she was more than able to take care of herself.

She became more concerned when she saw it was underground. She still followed them inside. She did not expect the smell of chocolate chip cookies to hit her as soon as she walked in. Those men did not look like bakers.

She also heard the thoughts of an Angel. She thought she might, but she was still excited. Well, as excited as she got, she was pretty even tempered. This angel's thoughts were not like those of Ezekiel, this angel was concerned with how to keep Mary entertained while Sam and Dean were gone. She cocked her head to the side, was this a domesticated angel? Would he even know what she was?

She followed the men down the stairs.

Dean threw his suit jacket over a chair. "Mom, Cas?"

Mary Winchester came out of the kitchen with a plate of cookies. Cas was following behind her.

Victoria wondered if she had stumbled into an alternate universe titled, "Leave it to the Winchesters".

"Hey, boys, did the hunt go okay? I wasn't expecting you back so…"

All conversation stopped when Mary and Cas looked up to see Victoria.

"Hi," Mary put the cookies down on one of the tables.

Sam stepped in-between them. "Sorry mom, this is Victoria Doyle, she is helping us with the case. Victoria, this is our mom, Mary Winchester."

Victoria let the helping us comment go, this time.

"Nice to meet you Misses Winchester."

"Please, call me Mary, and it's nice to meet you as well."

Victoria shifted her eyes to the Angel Dean called 'Cas'. She thought that was a strange name for an angel.

Cas walked over to her, completely oblivious to everything else. "You're one of them. One of the chosen."

To say Sam, Dean, and Mary looked utterly confused would be a vast understatement.

Victoria hadn't seen an Angel at all in three years. She desperately missed (and as much as she hated to admit it needed) hers. He helped her with her abilities, she couldn't strengthen them on her own.

"Yes." Victoria closed her eyes in relief. Maybe this Angel could help her find hers.

"What the hell?"

"Dean." Mary said reproachfully.

"Sorry, mom."

Victoria opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. Two hunters, their mom, and a fallen angel. She could only read the thoughts of supernatural beings, not humans. She looked at the angel named Cas and scanned. He trusted these Winchesters with his life. She decided she would place trust in them as well. If they betrayed her she knew she could handle herself.

"I will explain. May we sit?"

All five of them sat at one of the tables.

"First," she started, looking at Cas, "what is your name? Cas does not sound right for an Angel of the Lord."

Cas smiled, "No, it is a nickname given to me by Dean. My name is Castiel."

Victoria knew of him. Ezekiel had told her they fought together. He trusted him. That set her more at ease.

"Ah, Angel of Thursday. It is very nice to meet you."

"Yeah, enough with the flirting, what's this chosen one crap?"

Victoria looked at Dean fiercely. "I do not flirt."

"Yeah, I'm getting that impression."

Cas decided to intervene. "There is a handful of humans from each generation scattered around the globe who are the chosen. They possess abilities that mimic and sometimes surpass the abilities of angels."

"The chosen? Like Buffy?" Dean didn't even break a smile at the reference.

Cas nodded, "In a way, yes."

Victoria wondered what type of Angel watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Sam shook his head and leaned across the table toward Victoria somewhat excitedly, "What can you do?"

Victoria looked at Cas, who nodded for her to go on. "I can read the minds of all supernatural beings."

Dean smiled, "Including Angels?" He looked at Cas.

"Yes, including angels."

Sam was annoyed at the interruption, "What else?"

Victoria took a deep breath and continued. "I can heal: myself, other humans, and angels. I am a little stronger than most people, and I can smite."

"You can smite?" Sam sat back in his chair looking impressed.

"Yes, demons, vampires, werewolves, pretty much every other supernatural being you can think of, and….. angels."

"You can smite an angel?" Dean asked.

Victoria nodded. It wasn't something she was particularly proud of.

"Awesome." He truly meant it. "Like any Angel?"

"I don't know. Fortunately, I haven't had the opportunity to try it too many times. It occurred once, I had a guardian angel training me, and another angel was threatening him." She paused, "I had to."

She looked to Cas, "Maybe you know what became of my angel? I lost him three years ago." She touched her coat absent mindedly, "His name was Ezekiel."

Sam and Dean shared a glance and then looked at the table. Cas averted his eyes to the ground for a moment before looking at Victoria. She felt something for Ezekiel and she would be hurt. He did not want to hurt her.

Dean looked at his best friend and decided to intervene. "You know, the 'meteor shower' three years ago? Well, that was all the angels falling to earth, because of a spell another angel did. He's dead now." Dean paused to change his tone, "Ezekiel died in the fall. I'm sorry."

Victoria got up from her seat and put her hands in her pockets. She had thought he might be dead, but she hoped he wasn't. Now that she knew, she felt nothing, just emptiness. He had been her best, and only friend. She spent almost all her time with him when she wasn't working a case. Sometimes, he helped her with those.

She took a deep breath and sat back down.

"Back to the case?"