A/N: Sorry about the formatting. I haven't figured it out yet. =/ Thank you to everyone who's taking the time to read this. And I feel bad for Gabe this chapter. So short filler chapter, hope you enjoy.

"No…." he muttered horrified. Castiel looked at the book he had just dropped with wide eyes. His heart was fluttering widely and he felt light headed. It just wasn't possible. Castiel froze when he heard voices floating across the isles. He thanked his Father –no- God that he was hidden in one of the alcoves.

"I do not care! You will find me that book you incompetent fool! Do you understand me? Castiel cannot find it!" roared a voice that made Castiel shake and quake with fear. Oh how he wished he was back on earth with-no he mustn't think that! Oh he was so confused!

"But Sir Raphael! He does not have that kind of clearance! He's a baby, a cherub for goodness sakes! How would he even get an inkling to look for his heritage? None of the cherubs learn of who their true parents are until they reach a very high rank!" replied a meek, but equally outraged voice.

"Fool! It came from stupid Gabriel's mouth! That idiot knows not what he told me because he's too stupid and gluttonous to understand anything. Luckily for me he's too much of a coward to have stuck around and done any damage that I would need to fix. I will rule Heaven, but only if Michael doesn't come back first. So help me if I have to kill Castiel I will. He may be dead earlier than I had planned. Who do we have that could replace him as the Winchester's guardian angel?" Castiel shuddered, grabbed the book, and quickly fled from Heaven.

Where was he supposed to go? His brothers would find him. Raphael, kind Raphael that had healed his skinned knees, wanted him dead! He'd go to De- NO! He couldn't deal with that. Samuel would be with him and Castiel wasn't chancing finding Gabriel. Where else was there to go? He felt a tear slip down his face as he whispered in the wind,

"Forgive me," and disappeared leaving his phone and trench coat on the ground.

"Don't give me that bitch face Sammy!" I'd've told you if I had remembered! How was I supposed to know that I was an Angel! For the smart one in the family you sure aren't using that brain you prize so much." Dean's face was once again in his hands as it had been for the past few hours.

How could I have forgotten? Poor Cas, how could I leave him all alone? How could I do that to him? To my own- No not going there now.

"Uh Dean-o? You might want to know that Cassy has gone missing. And that he also has a warrant out for his head. Apparently he's stolen a Holy Book and is now considered a Fallen."

"WHAT? SON OF A BITCH!" Dean roared as he jumped from his seat. He stormed towards the door as he pulled on his jacket and grabbed his keys. He stopped in the doorway however, when he saw something sitting there.

"What the?" He asked bending down. All the blood drained from his face as he saw what was at his feet. Sam came up behind him and muttered,

"Oh no." On the ground at Dean's feet were Cas's trench coat and his cell phone.