"So, who are you?" Dean asked fingering his hidden gun.
"Since you asked so nicely...I'm Rariel, though most call me Rori. Well, unless your Cas" She said looking at Castiel.
"What are you? I have never seen anything stand up to an angel before." Sam whispered, leaning in closer.
"That is an easy one to explain!" She laughed. "Care to help me out with this?" She said looking to Castiel.
"Rariel is a Cherubim" Cas explained.
"That really helped, Cas" She sighed, "... As he said, I am a Cherubim, kind of like a glorified guardian angel, your glorified guardian angel..."
She let her mind drift to other thoughts, but then returned to her story. "...I had to go away for awhile, so I asked Castiel if he would watch both of you, for me, for a few days...I had been gone for three days, and I come back to find Cas letting you gallivant all over the place, getting into Lord knows what."
"So you are our baby-sitter?" Dean scoffed not liking the idea.
"You could put it like that. Ever wondered how you escaped some of those hunts, which seemed un-survivable? How you just managed to walk away unscathed, for the most part?"
"No..." Dean said looking over at Sam, who shrugged his shoulders.
"Remember that one time with the yellow eyed demon, and how you just happened to find the cult within reach? How he fled so quickly? Or how a creature just happened to get distracted, giving you the time to destroy it? Or when Sam was trying to make a deal with the crossroads demon, and how..."
"Ok, I get your point" Dean interrupted looking down at his hands. "So you helped out a bit"
"But why are...?" Sam's face was twisted with confusion.
"I cut a deal with John a few years ago and I have been tailing you ever since." She smiled and looked up to the waiter, who had brought the food. The boy's questions would have to wait till he left. "Thank you"
"You cut a deal with our dad?" Sam whispered as he leaned over the table towards the girl. Dean's face was blank with shock.
"Yup" She said as she popped a piece of waffle into her mouth.
"Well?!" Dean looked at her expectantly. She looked over at Cas.
"Drink your coffee" She turned back to the boys and sighed.
"Fine. I guess I owe it to you in a way" Popping another piece of waffle into her mouth and chewing slowly. "Shall I start from the beginning?"
"Good a place as any! Just tell it already." Dean was frustrated, but Sam remained patient.
"As you might have guessed I have been around for quite awhile. Over the years I have gone through many names: goddess, spirit, supernatural being, super hero, and my favorite...mutant...' She started, but Dean interrupted.
"What does this have to do with anything?" Dean snapped thoroughly bothered.
"Would you shut up?" Sam scolded.
'... As I was saying, I have gone from worshiped, to feared, to praised. But up until recently no one has ever tried to track me down...'
'...when I found out that a man named John Winchester was trying to track me down, I figured he must either be crazy or desperate, so I let him find me. And it was great fun laying little clues as to my presence, it gave me something productive to do... Finally one day he caught up with me, he tried to trap me in one of his little 'whatever-you-call-its'. I stepped out of that easily, and about scared him to death...'
Dean was annoyed by her side commentary about his father's short comings.
'...He came around to his senses and told me about how his wife was killed by a demon and how he had to take his boys with him on hunts la-la-la. He pleaded with me to protect them until they got old enough to fend for themselves..."
"Then why are you still here?" Dean barged in.
"Well, I was getting to that" She explained, "Or I could just stop here, but that is your choice?" Dean sat back in his seat and folded his arms in frustration.
"Please continue" Sam apologized for Dean and elbowed him in the ribs.
"...Well I took interest in John; He was a very likable guy. I told him I would think about it and promised to find him and give him an answer... Over the next few hours I tracked the both of you down. I found you in a Motel room fast asleep. Dean must have been about five or six, but Sam was really young, two or three maybe...'
'...I made up my mind to help your dad out. I found him and struck a deal... All he had to do was forget I existed and never tell anyone about our little bargain. My end of the deal was harder, I had to remain out of your lives only interfering when I had to. Plus I was to never reveal myself to either of you."
"Didn't you kind of break that rule?" Dean scoffed a wry smile crossing his face.
"That brings me to part two of the story, how I met Cas." She smiled and leaned her head on Castiel's shoulder, beaming. "A week of so after making this deal with your father, Castiel showed up. He told me that I needed to continue watching you two even after you were old enough...'
'...That sparked my interest even more, why would the angels be so keen to enlist my help to protect two little boys?...So I agreed, what could it hurt? I had nothing to do for the next hundred years...And thus I have been tracking you ever since."
No one spoke for a few moments. Rori was the only one eating, though Cas had managed to take a single sip of his coffee, the boy's food had remained untouched. Even Dean was to lost in thought to eat.
"So what your telling me is that you hide in the shadows and watch us?" Dean asked, he was still getting over the bluntness of her story.
"Basically, I am always within sight or earshot." She smiled finishing her chocolate chip waffle.
"Where did you go..." Sam started, but was interrupted by a worried Dean. "You watch us all the time? How much have you seen?"
"...when you asked Cas to watch us?" Sam finished.
"I went to see a old friend," Her eyes flashed up from her plate to Sam and then to Dean. "Yes, I watch you all of the time, your fascinating. I really like to watch you when your in the shower." She had a mischievous look in her eyes.
"That is what I thought" Dean remarked smugly.
"Chill, Dean. I was just kidding, sorry to disappoint you, but I try to remain out of your personal lives as much as possible. Especially yours Dean..." She said as she diverted her gaze from his face. "Don't worry I will not tell any of your secrets" She made air quotes and winked at him.
Dean's face relaxed, but he still looked apprentious.
"So is that the only time you have left us to our own vices?" Sam's curiosity confused her.
"You both make it difficult at times to track you, like when you split up and go to opposite states" Her eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, "You are like two year olds, always getting into trouble or mischief of some kind." Dean smiled and elbowed Sam in the ribs.
Something caught Castiel's attention and he cocked his head to the side as if listening.
"I have to go" Cas stood and made eye contact with Rori.
"I guess that is my exit que" She rose and started walking away with Cas.
The Winchesters looked at each other then turned to see the pair walking out the door.
"Where are you going?" Sam called across the room as the two vanished through the door.
Rori's head reappeared, "Don't worry, I will be watching" A wicked smile crossed her face.
And with that she left, leaving the two boys alone... but not really.
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