Chapter 2

THEN:

"Okay. Enough with the laughs. We need to make a plan to get Metatron." Dean turned off the TV.

Kuryiel sat down on the sofa. "I already have a plan to open the gates of Heaven to take him down."

Dean clapped rubbing his hands together. "Alright! Let's hear it."

"First, we will need to locate all the angels that still have their wings intact. I know some of them were on missions here on Earth when the fall happened. Second...


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"Second, the angels with their wings intact will follow behind me when I override the barred Heaven gates. Third, once they arrive in Heaven they will have to separate and set up post to different regions. Their orders will be to protect the souls before I start my battle with Metatron. The energy I release can damage the souls if they are exposed. I can shield the angels and a good portion of souls but I need the angels to enhance as well as redirect my shield to guard the remaining souls from getting hit from my energy." Kuryiel grabbed the TV remote poking her thigh placing it on the coffee table.

"What do you mean by your energy?" Dean eyebrow raised in question.

"I will have to disperse my grace entwined with my God divinity energy to destroy Metatron. I hope it will not come to that but if I have to kill him. It will be a necessary because the souls in Heaven are primary to all of our existence." Kuryiel crossed her arms looking distressed "I can't imagine what he is doing to the souls now."

Castiel cleared his throat. "When I last saw him he wanted to collect all the souls' lifetime stories to attain his knowledge of humanity. He even proposed I tell mine after he took my grace and turned me into a human." Castiel frowned balling his fists in anger.

"That's just great! We have an angel hijacking Heaven and wants to make it into his own personal soap opera. Tune in next week for the days of our past lives." Dean said in a sarcastic tone. "What worries me is how this bastard is handling the souls and how will affect us down here."

Kuryiel stood up. "Whatever he is doing up there we can't do anything about it. All we can do is work on damage control here on Earth. My major concern is Metatron coming down here with unpredictable motives."

His cobalt blue eyes widen with astonishment. "I did not think of that possibility and we also have the potential problem of Crowley. He may also want to take part of rounding up souls since majority angels are practically displaced and have limited power."

She sighed. "I am aware of him and what he has done so far. We will have to cross that bridge when the time comes to dealing with Crowley." Turning towards the male angel." Castiel, are the demons aware of me arriving?"

Castiel shrugged. "I don't know. I will have to check through the channels and find out." He looked gravely at Dean. "Too bad Meg is dead and sent to purgatory; otherwise she would have been our informant. She was a good ally even though she was a demon."

Kuryiel raised her eyebrows. "Who is Meg?"

The other angel turned to her. "I will explain one day."

"Regardless, they must not know I exist for now and how powerful I am." The angel woman rose from the sofa. "Well, guys I'm tuckered out. We can discuss what needs to be done tomorrow morning." she walked toward her bedroom door.

Dean gave her a quizzical expression. "You sleep too?"

The woman chuckled. "Sometimes. This evening in particular wore me out. It's not every day I give an ex-angel a piece of my grace. In fact," She paused thoughtfully. "Never...The event tired me out vastly. I need rest, to recharge and adjust my energies. Good night guys." she closed her bedroom door.

Dean turned toward Castiel with a crooked smile. "She must have made your day lending you her grace for a while. Do me a favor buddy. No surprise zaps in front of me. It's damned creepy."

"Okay Dean, I will not appear unexpectedly in front of you." Castiel slightly smiled sitting straight on the couch. "While everyone is sleeping, I will be thinking of where to start on looking for the angels that are needed. I already know a couple that I will contact tomorrow."

"Good, well I'm turning in. See you in the morning." Dean yawned walking toward his room.

Sam sat down next to Castiel. "Hey Cas what do you think about Kuryiel?"

Castiel frowned and asked. "What do you mean?"

"Do you think she is attractive?" Sam noticed Cas staring at her a few times knowing the difference between simple observation and being infatuated.

"If you are referring to her beauty then, yes I find her appealing to my eyes but I don't know her enough to make a full assessment."

Sam chuckled. "Make sure you do. Very soon." he got up and walked away.

Castiel sighed picking up the TV remote. He changed channels wondering how human men can think of physical attraction towards a woman in a time of battle.

In mid-morning, Sam cooked breakfast while Dean was on the laptop surfing the news. Kuryiel walked out of her bedroom wearing a blue and green flannel shirt with a white tank top peeking under a few open buttons. She walked past Sam to the fridge taking out the container of orange juice. While walking to table, she grabbed a clean glass from the drying rack filling it with juice. The angel woman sat her boot legged jeans on the chair taking a sip of her beverage.

Dean looked up noticing the woman's attire. "I have to get used to seeing angels changing clothes and eating food."

Kuryiel lifted her glass in mock cheer. "Yeah, you better get used to it. Unlike other angels, I don't like wearing the same outfit every day." She quirked a small smile taking another sip of her juice.

Castiel walked into the kitchen in his former angel gear of his dark suit, white collar shirt, blue tie and trench coat. "Kuryiel did you rest okay?" He sat next to Dean.

The two people sitting at the table smiled at each other in acknowledgement as they glanced at Castiel's attire.

"If you are asking if I recovered from lending you my grace, the answer is yes I slept well." She got up to help place a platter of eggs on the table. "All things considered, I am ready to start some angel searching." She sat back down placing her napkin in her lap.

The angel man placed a piece of paper on the table sliding it towards Kuryiel. "We should start with these two angels since they are not far from here. Perhaps we can convince them to assist-"

Kuryiel cut Castiel off in mid-sentence. "They will not have a choice but to assist us. If their final answer is no, I will to enforce God's divinity energy on them."

"If some angels say no it will be no use to punish or kill them." Exclaimed Castiel. He was astonished by her harsh comment.

"I will not hurt them instead I will temporarily de-wing them and strip them of their powers." she said with a serious expression. "They can keep their grace but it will be utterly useless. It will give them time to reflect on their choice being close to human status and eventually they will change their minds."

"You seem so sure of yourself. They may decide it's better to be without their powers and stay out of the battle." Dean crossed his arms looking disturbed from the conversation.

"You don't know angels like you think you do. They feel crippled without their powers. Cas is a very good example." She turned her head to look at Castiel. "Sorry no offense. I admit there might be a small few angels that will accept being human but most will relent and want their powers back. I will not do this out of cruelty; I am doing this to protect everyone by recruiting angels to help us."

"We'll see how many that will say no but for now let's work on getting the first two Cas has in mind." Dean got up to grab plates to put on the table.

Kevin walked in looking sleepy and sat down next to Kuryiel. He said good morning to everyone grabbing a glass that Sam placed in front of him. "Did I miss anything important because everyone looks so serious in here?"

"Nothing important that you need to know." Dean replied as he started filling his plate with eggs and bacon.

Sam sat down taking a sip of black coffee next to Dean peering at the laptop. "More news about people upset with the change after the fall?"

Dean turned his laptop so Sam can see the whole article on the screen. "Yeah, folks are disturbed having fallen angels around. They feel like they might be judged for their past actions and some even think it's the apocalypse. Well they have no clue that titanic sailed already and sunk over a year ago. The Vatican and the world governments are trying to figure out why the fallen angels are here. It's a good thing that Cas told the angels not to say anything."

"I agree. It can turn into a disaster. Most religions would be in a uproar if they found out an archangel kicked the rest of the other angels out of Heaven to possess the souls." Sam grabbed the laptop and slid it in front of him.

Kuryiel wiped her lips with her napkin. "That's why I have to restore the angels after I get back in Heaven. The last thing we need is worldwide panic and chaos here."

Castiel was staring at Kuryiel's mouth when she wiped it with her napkin. His mind drifted by wondering how soft her lips were until suddenly he felt someone eyes on him and instantly noticed Kevin giving him a strange look. Castiel moved his eyes away from Kuryiel's face turning to Dean. "I am going to visit the angels briefly after you finish breakfast. If they are not at their locations I will have to call them."

Dean gave a sideways glance at Castiel noticing he looked a little flushed in the face. One eyebrow lifted in question. "That's a no brainer Cas tell us something we don't know." He smirked as he noticed Cas looking nervous. "Alright guys finish eating so we can get the show on the road."

Castiel rose from his chair. "Kuryiel let me know when you are ready to leave." he briskly walked out of the kitchen.

Kevin leaned forward across the table to whisper directly at Sam. "Cas ran away from the table."

Sam glanced up from the laptop. "Why? What did you see?"

"Cas was staring at Kuryiel's mouth." Kevin had a smile on his face.

Dean also looked up at Kevin after he read the paper Cas placed on the table. "Really, I wondered why he was blushing like a teenage girl. It's pretty funny to see an angel checking one of his own from the opposite sex."

Kuryiel rolled her eyes toward the ceiling. "Hello guys. I am sitting here. Would you mind having this conversation when I am not around? I am not feeling comfortable hearing this." She got up from the chair and walked out of the room.

"I wonder if she finds him cute." Sam chuckled

"I heard that! I am not answering that question." She said out loud from the hallway.

"Man she must have bat ears." Dean remarked.

"You can say that so drop the subject please!" She yelled before closing her bedroom door.

"Damn!" Dean rose from his chair and put his plate in the sink.

The three men walked into the library chatting while they were waiting for Castiel and Kuryiel to join them. Twenty minutes later, Kuryiel walked into the library taking a seat next to Sam. "Castiel will be here in a second. He went out to make sure the two angels are at the locations. He does not want to waste a trip for everyone."

"How very thoughtful of him" Dean said sarcastically. "I am not too crazy about being teleported all over the place. It still affects my plumbing ware." He admitted. Sam looked at him with a gross out expression and shaking his head in embarrassment. "Well, it's true. It clogs up my bowels man"

Sam raised his right hand. "Alright bro! T.M.I. Anyway, Cas will be back soon. It should not take him too long to verify these angels' whereabouts."

Sure enough, Castiel appeared by the table. "Hello everyone I spoke to the angels and we are going to see the first one called Raziel."

"Who is he?" Dean questioned. "Never heard of him before."

Castiel looked down at Dean. "He is an archangel that fled Heaven when the civil war began with Raphael. Raziel chose not to fight and decided to reside on Earth. The other angels were weary of him since he is the keeper of all secrets of the universe. They did not have to worry about him telling anything because he mostly kept to himself."

"That's kind of relief for them. Since this Raziel has been here for some time, this angel could have been handy when things got hairy with the apocalypse and the aftermath. It would have been especially helpful if he would have warned us about Metatron saving the world a lot of grief. I hope he knows now that silence is not always golden." Dean said bristling with anger.

"I understand how you feel Dean but no one can force him to tell secret plans that were going to be detrimental to earth and Heaven. It had to be his choice if he wants to intervene in future events."

Dean stood up abruptly. "Hey, hurry this up. Zap us there so I can ask Zoltar the Angel Fortune Teller to look into his crystal ball in his fancy booth. He can tell us Metatron's next moves. That way, we can be steps ahead of him."

Sam sat there with a smirk on his face. Kevin was trying to suppress his laughter and Castiel looking serious as usual. Shaking his head in frustration. "Like I said Dean, it will be his choice if he wants to inform us of things going on behind the scenes."

Dean sighed in frustration. "Well Kuryiel are you going to enforce your Jedi God powers on Raziel to blow the whistle on Metatron?"

Kuryiel shook her head. "Sorry Dean but no. I will not force him to tell us anything. Plus it will not matter because he will automatically lead us in the right direction that will be beneficial to this mission. He is an angel of integrity and I will not take that away from him."

Dean rubbed his hand across his stubbed chin in defeat. "Ok, whatever." He grabbed his jacket and keys. "Are we ready to go now?"

Kevin stepped out of the way. "Hey good luck guys."

Castiel touch Dean's shoulder and Kuryiel touched Sam's shoulder and they zapped out of the room.

Everyone appeared in what looked to be a modern furnished style condo. The living room walls were a light teal color and the furniture was a plush tan along with a medium brown Oak wood coffee table. There stood a man that was slightly built with dark brown hair that was almost shoulder length. He was fair skinned with almond shaped hazel brown eyes, a long angular face displaying a high forehead, straight nose and a pointy chin with a short growth of facial hair. His lips were thin and displaying a small smile of greeting. Raziel stood poised dressed in a heather gray casual blazer, black crew neck shirt, dark gray jeans and black boots.

Dean nodded in approval of the man's attire. Looking at the archangel's hair Dean could not resist what he was about to say. "Hey Sam, you both have the same hair style maybe you guys go the same beautician. How much is wash, clip and curl these days?"

Sam gave Dean "I can't wait to get you back jerk" angry glare.

Castiel gave the guys a stern glance to stop talking. He walked up to Raziel and motioned his hand toward the brothers. "This is Dean and Sam Winchester. They are here to help us with Metatron." Raziel have a short nod in greeting. Castiel opened his mouth to speak again but Raziel held up his right hand to silence him.

The archangel walked up to Kuryiel and gently grabbed her hands in both of his. "I am so happy to finally meet you Kuryiel." He looked at her with the most sincere expression. "Your existence was one of the biggest secrets I have ever contained. I cannot imagine being kept away from my angel kin and watching them in secrecy and isolation. Now I have some time to get to know you to create a sibling bond."

Kuryiel smiled and squeezed his hand in joy. "I look forward to getting to know you brother." She paused for a moment. "You know why I am here." Raziel nodded his head releasing her hands. Kuryiel took a seat on the tanned straight back chair while Raziel sat on the sofa next to her. She took a deep breath to begin. "We need your help recruiting the lower rank angels that still have their wings fully intact. I know you are the bearer of secrets but I hope you can provide some names and locations of angels that can help us. Metatron has to be stopped. We will respect your choice if you want to share the information with us or not. What you provide us can speed up the recruiting process a lot faster. I will give you my word that you will not have to fight but I will ask if you can help me shield the souls just in case I have to fight Metatron."

The angel looked pensive how to respond to the request. "I appreciate your consideration to my integrity I hold very dearly. In respect to you, I will help as much as I can within limits."

Castiel looked relieved. "We respectfully accept your terms." He looked at Dean and Sam to enforce a response. They both nodded in agreement.

"Thank you. For that reason I will share one secret that will play a big part with your mission." Raziel smiled.

Dean's eyes widened with anticipation across the room. Castiel sat next to Raziel patiently waiting to hear what he had to say.

Raziel turned his head towards Castiel. "You will have to find Sandalphon." Castiel gasped in surprise. Raziel continued. "He is on earth with his wings still intact and he has been hiding for many millennia. He resides in the highest mountain in this region. I cannot say where but you will figure it out."

Castiel put his hand on Raziel's left upper arm. "Thank you brother for telling us. We are so grateful for your help and unfortunately we have to leave to seek another angel to ask for assistance. At a later time we will visit again so we can get the mission in order."

Raziel smiled. "I understand and will wait for your return. Everyone be careful there are others out there that will try to stop you at all cost."

Dean nodded his head in agreement. "I have a strong feeling something like that will happen soon so we are keeping our eyes and ears open."

Kuryiel and Castiel stood up and walked to the Winchester brothers. Dean waved his hand in goodbye. "We will keep in touch. Take care Raziel." Castiel touched his shoulder.

Dean blinked his eyes and recognized his library table. He sighed with relief to be back home. Sam sat down and opened his laptop and asked Castiel. "Who is Sandalphon?"

Kevin appeared and waved at everyone. Castiel sat down across from Sam. "He is an archangel and Metatron's twin brother.

Dean was startled by the comment. "His twin? Can Archangels have a twin?"

Castiel looked dis-concerned by Dean's reaction. "God does not make twin angels. Metatron and Sandalphon were once human. They were born from the same mother and later in life God granted them to be archangels in Heaven."

"Oh..It's good to know. Alright, who is the next angel on your list?"

"We have to visit another archangel named Raguel. He will be a great resource to recruit angels and keep everyone in line."

"Well, let's go and meet this guy." Dean slapped his hand on the table.

Sam stomach started to growl. "Dude can we eat before we meet this angel? I'll fix some sandwiches so it will not take long."

"That's a good idea man I am pretty starved myself." Dean sat down in front of the laptop and looked what Sam was researching earlier. "Cas, why don't you sit down to take a breather and we will be ready to zap out of here in one hour."

Castiel and Kuryiel walked toward the kitchen to help Sam. Kevin sat next to Dean. "How did it go? Is this angel going to help us?"

Dean grinned. "Much better than I thought. He gave a golden nugget of information from his top secret vault. There is an archangel that is Metatron's twin out here somewhere." He turned the laptop to show Kevin the name of the angel on the screen.

Kevin eyes widen in surprise. "Really how is this possible?

Dean chuckled. "Metatron and Sandalphon were human before God turned them into archangels. They must have done an awesome job on earth to get such a high pay grade. We need to find him soon. Maybe he can get Metatron unlock Heaven. In the meantime, I want to read up about this archangel. Kevin you can look through the stack of books against the wall to see if you can find some facts. We need all the information we can get on this angel."

Twenty minutes later, Sam carried out a platter of sandwiches, Kuryiel had bottles of beer and Castiel was carrying napkins, a bag of potato chips and paper plates. Soon as the items were set on the table everyone started to load their plates with sandwiches and chips.

Dean took a bite out of his sandwich and chewed thoughtfully. After he took a swig of his beer he pointed at the laptop screen. "I learned some pretty interesting facts about Sandalphon. This archangel collects all prayers and something about being instrumental in bringing about the differentiation of the sex in an embryo."

Sam looked at Dean wondering what the later part meant regarding embryos. Dean turned his laptop so Sam can see the screen. "It means he gets to make a coin toss to have each baby to be born as a boy or a girl." Dean laughed enthusiastically.

Castiel interjected. "Basically this archangel will determine which soul's gender will be male or female."

"Exactly, so the next time I see him I will personally thank him for making my junk into manly parts." Dean said in good humor.

Castiel shook his head. "Dean you have a way with words at the most inappropriate times."

"Thanks Cas." Dean replied in a sardonic tone.

Castiel ignored Dean's comment. "We need to get out of here to meet the next angel. His assistant told me he will be waiting for us to arrive in thirty minutes."

"Assistant? Does this angel run a business?" Sam was curious.

Castiel was starting to lose patience. "No Sam, this angel does not run a business. There are some angels that have human caregivers to assist their domestic needs. They want to blend it so they will not be noticed."

Castiel picked up everyone's empty paper plates and placed them in the trash. Sam picked up the empty beer bottles. Kevin sat at the laptop eating chips out of the bag. "Guys, I'll see you soon."

Sam stood next to Kuryiel and Dean stood next to Castiel. Soon they were zapped to another location. Dean and Sam looked around trying to figure out where they were. It was off white large square room with tapestries of Chinese character writings. The floor was hard wood and there were various martial arts hand weapons displayed on racks for use.

"Where the hell are we? This looks like a scene in Matrix." Dean glanced leery at the Shoji sliding door.

Kuryiel pale blue grey eyes looked around showing interest. "Wherever we are is a pretty cool place. I hope Raguel will let me try out one of the weapons." She was staring at a particular sword.

Dean was astonished at her excitement. "You like to play with sharp things huh? I don't see you as the physical fighting type."

She chuckled. "Dean there is a lot you don't know about me. I have been training with different martial arts masters and sansei's for almost a thousand years learning different styles. I had the privilege of being on earth undetected so I made good use of my time here over the centuries.

"I guess I can call you a martial arts expert so I hope you teach Sam and me some good fighting moves one day."

"I will teach you many Kung Fu strategies grasshopper. Your first lesson is for you to work on your temperament." She smiled,

Sam snickered. Dean glared at her crossing his arms. Castiel walked to the sliding doors to motion everyone to follow him. The sliding doors opened and a middle age Asian woman stood by the doorway in a beige pants suit. She had a friendly face gesturing her right hand toward the doorway to exit the room. The woman spoke in an accent. "Good day everyone. We were expecting you so please follow me."

They walked down a small hall into an office. Sitting behind a mahogany desk was a beautiful woman with light brown hair and steel blue eyes. She had a serious expression on her fair skinned face as she observed each person that entered the room.

Castiel approached the woman. "Hello Raguel, it's been a very long time since we last saw each other. You must have changed vessels recently."

Sam in Dean looked at each other in surprise seeing a woman named as Raguel.

"I wish I can say I was happy to see you. After things went bad in Heaven due to your meddling of your so called free will, I am going to put aside my feelings about that issue for now."

Dean elbowed Sam and whispered. "Sounds like she has a bone to pick with Cas."

Castiel sighed. "I understand. We are here to take Metatron down and restore Heaven." He directed his hand toward the guys "This is Dean an-."

Raguel stood up. "I know who they are. These fellows assisted you with stopping the apocalypse and what part are they playing to stop Metatron?"

Kuryiel raised her hand to get Raguel's attention. "I am part of their plan. My name is Kuryiel" She walked up to Raguel and held out her right hand in greeting.

Her steel blue eyes bore into Kuryiel's as she took the woman's hand to shake. Raguel's eyes widen when she felt the power emanate from Kuryiel touch. She stepped away from Kuryiel in bewilderment. "What are you?"

Castiel stepped next to Kuryiel. "She is a supreme angel that God created before us. Kuryiel is a hybrid angel with a body of her own."

"Impossible! There's no history of any angels like her." She said in an incredulous tone.

"Well Congratulations, you are looking at one right now." Dean said sardonically. "We can talk about Kuryiel's pedigree all evening or we can get down to business to talk about how we are going stop Metatron."

Raquel asked Castiel inquisitively. "Do you have a way to get Metatron out of Heaven?"

"Yes." He turned his head to Kuryiel. "She is the key to break into Heaven. We need your help with this mission."

"Certainly. What does the mission entails?" The regal angel woman sat back down in her brown leather chair.

Kuryiel walked to the front of her desk taking a seat on the left chair. She spoke putting up one finger. "First, part of the mission is to recruit angels that have their wings intact. Second, they will have to follow me up there and protect the souls while I battle with Metatron."

Raguel sat there absorbing Kuryiel's words. "I see. You need me to assist and help keep the angels in order so this can be accomplished. You are going to be the only one fighting?"

"Yes. The other angels are only there to protect the souls and help put Heaven back in order." Kuryiel stated simply.

Castiel turned to Raguel and said in a meaningful expression. "After this mission is completed you can reside on Earth or in Heaven. We will respect your choice."

"I don't think it would be a bad deal. Personally, I prefer to stay here. If I am needed to keep things in order, I may camp in Heaven for a while until we have a system established. The last thing we need is to have angels fighting for power and starting another civil war." She inclined her head toward Kuryiel. "You have me in your mission." Raguel stood up walking over to Castiel. "I know a few angels I can recruit in a couple of days. I will keep you posted on how many that will join us."

Kuryiel smiled. "Thank you for assisting. Please keep us posted on angels that refuse to be part of this mission. We need all the angels that can help protect the souls when the time comes."

Raguel walked up to Kuryiel and gave her a hug. "I will do as you ask sister. When you have the time please stop by. I noticed you were glancing at my weapons displayed on my wall across this room. I have a notion that you are a fighter and I would like to spar with you sometime."

"I will be honored to spar with you." She pulled away from the archangel. "We have to return so these guys can rest and regroup."

"We did not have the chance to chat but it was nice to meet you anyway." Dean raised his hand good bye to the stern looking angel woman.

"Yeah same here." Sam stared at the angel in a leering manner.

"Cut it out bro you're not in her league." He whispered.

Castiel and Kuryiel walked toward the guys. Raguel stood by her desk. "I wish everyone well and I will see you soon."

Both angels transported back to the bunker. Dean looked at his sofa as he recognized his place. Sam was getting his bearings and could not resist saying. "Thanks for the adventure guys. It's not every day we get to meet archangels that don't want to manipulate us or reserve our body as vessels."

Dean shook his head. "Very funny Sammy. Well I am going to plant myself on the couch and rest for a while. Let me know when dinner is ready." He paused and roguishly added an endearment term meant for a woman. "Hun." He grinned as he sat down on the sofa. Sam gave Dean the middle finger before walking to the kitchen.

Kuryiel sat down next to Dean. "I am glad to be back here. Talking to archangels can be intense." She looked up at Castiel. "Thank you for not giving away my secret about my God divinity energy. I don't want that knowledge spread around to the angels. Raziel knows about my true form which we all know that information will stay with him. I do not wish to share that tidbit with anyone else. My secret must be contained here at all cost." She looked at Dean in a stern expression.

Dean raised his hands up in surrender. "Hey your secret will stay with me, Sam and Kevin. I will make sure it stays that way. We take care of our own here so don't worry. No one will rat you out."

Kuryiel pat Dean on the arm. "I believe you and thanks for considering me as family. I feel like the big sister that needs to keep you both in line." She smiled in good humor.

"Well it's been an hour. Let's go to the kitchen and see what Sam whipped up from his apron." Dean got up from the couch. Both angels followed him to the kitchen.

They walked into the room noticing Kevin sitting at the table typing on the laptop. "Hey guys. How did it go?"

Kuryiel sat next to him. "It went pretty well. We have two archangels joining our mission. They are a valuable resource for us."

Dean walked to the stove to peer into the steaming pot. His mouth started to water from the wonderful smell of beef stew permeating the room with garlic and onions. "Mmm, I am so ready to eat now. Sam you would make someone an excellent wife someday."

Sam gave Dean an annoyed glance. "How about I fix you a plate of nothing along with a glassful of your mouthy jokes."

Dean grabbed some plates to put on the table. "Sorry man you don't' have to get your panties in a bunch. You seem sensitive these days."

Sam ignored him while he removed rolls out of the oven. "Kevin you did not miss anything major. Kuryiel and Castiel did most of the talking. We were there watching the show. I did enjoy meeting the last archangel. She was one serious woman but hot to look at."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Oh, you would like the feisty dominant type. I can hear the whip cracking and you saying "Yes Mistress" to her commands."

Kuryiel burst out laughing with Kevin joining her in tow. Castiel looked at Dean in distaste. Sam glowered at Dean and pointed his serving spoon at him. "You know I will get you back for that bro."

Dean grinned. "I'll be waiting."

Castiel patiently waited for the laughter to end. "Kuryiel, I will follow up with Raziel later this evening to get the names of the lower rank angels. I will take the rest of the night working on finding their locations."

"Great. We also need to talk to the fallen angels for their assistance. It does not hurt to look at all avenues." Kuryiel set silverware on the table for everyone.

"I agree, I will visit a few fallen angels nearby before it gets too late in the evening." Castiel zapped out of the kitchen.

To be continued...

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