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CHAPTER EIGHT.

The next few minutes happened so fast, I often wondered if they had happened at all, yet I knew they had, because everything had changed for me forever after.

I lifted the vial to eager lips before swallowing the glowing liquid, which tasted like ... well, like nothing actually.

I waited and nothing happened for at least thirty seconds, before it felt as though I'd been hit by a freight train. I was knocked clear across the room by the force of my angelic self being returned to me, and the room lit up around me, as all my essence poured into me. I fell forward onto hands and knees and gasped out in horror, as I felt my wings ripping and unfurling from my back, spanning the small room easily with their great expanse.

Slowly the shock of it all faded, the light faded, but the wings did not. The wings remained, outspread, shadowy against the stark white light, and the even whiter tiles around me.

I stayed where I was, breathing heavily before I slowly got to my feet, slowly closing my wings and folding them out of sight from what now could only be classed as my vessel. Jenna now was quiet, Shekinah was very much to the fore.

"She is not dead is she? Jenna?" I asked Castiel.

"No, after all, she is a part of you. Unlike me, unlike my vessel who prayed for me to enter him, Jenna was you in human form. Jenna is merely ... replaced by your true form! How does it feel?" he asked, a rare smile lighting his face as he regarded me with true love in his eyes.

"Magnificent!" I said, immediately. "I feel like I haven't felt in 32 years ... no longer in denial of who I truly am. Now I feel like ... me again, whole again, in control!"

"Did I not say you would fulfil your own destiny on this hunt? Did not Uriel say so?" Castiel said, as he came over to me, grasping both my hands in his much larger ones, warm against the coolness of my fingers.

I realized then that I could fully hear him, hear his thoughts, read his emotions, was truly connected to him like I hadn't been before. I'd felt snippets of it, sure, but I was human then, with human senses dulling the experience. Now I was pure angel, and so was he.

"This doesn't change anything you know!" Castiel said, with a smile at me. "Between us! If you don't want it to!"

At that last, his eyes dropped away, and I could feel how much it would destroy him if I turned him away now. I could not turn him away, not now, not ever. It would still kill me if we were parted.

"Cas! Castiel, look at me!" I said, a command in my tone, and Castiel did, eyes wide and innocent. "Things will go on as before! Nothing could take you away from me!"

Castiel looked relieved, then happy, before he pressed soft lips to mine in the softest of kisses.

I responded, giving into him fully as he pushed me against the wall behind me, gripping my waist tight with both hands, as he traced soft wingtips down my sides, tickling me gently as they passed. The sensation was something I'd always enjoyed, so I returned the favour, trailing my own wingtips down his sides. I was rewarded with a moan of pleasure poured into my mouth, and I felt him responding, cock hard against my leg as he leant further into me.

He broke away before he said - "Don't stop, Shekinah! Please don't stop!"

I traced his jaw line with one wing tip, and he closed his eyes, lips parted, swollen with kissing, as he moaned in pleasure at the contact. Then his eyes opened, before he said - "Is this what it felt like for you?"

I nodded slowly, before saying - "Every time!"

"This feels so good! I've never ... um ... "

"Slept with an angel before? Trust me - it's a truly wonderful experience!" I said, wistfully , remembering all the times that Castiel had held me, had entered me, and I closed my eyes at the memories.

I felt myself growing wet for him, proving that at least some things didn't change from being human. He leant into me, nibbling gently at my neck, and I laced my fingers in his hair, as he nipped at the skin there.

"Oh Cas!" I said, gently, feeling his hand work it's way down my body, to unzip my pants, to push them out of the way, along with my panties. The air was chill enough to bring goose bumps to my skin, but I took no notice of that at all. I hastily kicked the clothes away, squealing in delight as I jumped a little, to lace legs around Castiel's waist. He ground into me, before removing his own pants and boxers, without disturbing my legs from around him.

I settled back against the wall, as Castiel eagerly thrust into me, blue eyes half-closed and lustful, as he worked at finding a rhythm. I met him with every thrust, biting my lip, as I watched his face in the harsh light, eyes now fully closed, lips half parted as he thrust into me, moans of pleasure falling from his lips as he took me.

If I'd thought the sex was great before, it was nothing compared to what it was now - senses heightened by more finely tuned emotions, and it seemed as though Castiel had been holding back on me before. Maybe he was too scared he would hurt me, in my fragile human body. Now that fear was removed and he thrust into me harder now, rougher, and it was more satisfying for it. Our souls truly joined, my pleasure melding with his as surely as wings entwined, and I felt my climax building in my abdomen. I gave myself over to it, arching into him as I came, my angelic light leaking out with the intensity of the orgasm, and I called for him in Aramaic. He thrust into me a few more times, before giving into his own orgasm, spilling forth into me and weeping my name, my true name into my shoulder. His thrusts slowed to a stop before we held each other close, bodies entwined as we came down from waves of bliss so strong, I couldn't breathe for a moment.

I stared into his eyes, and found them filled with tears, mirroring my own tears.

"I had no idea it could be like that!" he choked out, and I held him close, kissing the tears from his eyes.

"Neither did I!" I said quietly, one tear slipping free from my eye. "Neither did I!"

We stayed like that for quite some time, neither one of us wanting to move, but move we had to in the end. I had to return to Sam and Dean, for we still had Alastair to defeat.

"Just call me, Shekinah! If ever you need me, then call me and I will come!" he said, before pulling on his pants, and disappearing from the room on many flappings of wings.

"I will, Cas, I will!" I whispered and I knew he heard me.

I pulled on my own pants, before wandering out into the slowly darkening evening air, realizing that for all the time I had spent with Cas, little time had passed for the rest of world.

I smiled slightly to myself and thought - it seemed as though angels could mess with time, bending it to their own will ...

Time is fluid, indeed ...