A/N- There's really nothing I have to say. Except thanks to those who reviewed it makes me feel like I'm making progress.

DISCLAIMER- I DON'T OWN BBC SHERLOCK OR SUPERNATURAL

As much as I wish I owned them I don't. *sighs sadly*

John watched over the comatose man. I'd been five days since the mysterious man showed up. John was struggling with contacting any of the people listed on his contacts. Though there were only 4 people listed; Dean, Samuel, Robert, and Kevin. Sherlock had been released yesterday night since then he had locked himself in his room. John tried that morning to get Sherlock to talk but he only received a rough "go away." And that's why he was now sitting beside Jimmy Novak.

Apparently Jim had been a missing person for over 5 years. He was from Illinois, so it was really strange; a young accountant that just up and left his family. John felt sorry for him; there wasn't any other way to put it. From what he had heard he had horrible burns up his back, and multiple broken bones. Watson was sure that someone wouldn't fall in a coma from a few burns and broken ribs; but the paleness of the raven haired man told him that there was much more than met the eye.

He stared down at the contacts list of Mr. Novak. No one deserved to fight alone. So he clicked the first name listed. Just slightly hoping they wouldn't answer. John had delivered bad news before but this was different- just different. The phone rang several times before someone picked up.

"Cas…?" The man hesitated.

"No, I'm Doctor John Watson-"

"Oh god, what happened?"

"Um, he's in a coma, not sure what happened."

"Damnit, why is everyone going sleeping beauty; where is he?"

"London, St. Bart's hospital."

"London? I can't make it, just promise you'll watch him, please I bet I can trust you."

"I um- sure."

With that Dean hung up leaving John just as confused. He was dreading watching the man unfold, he seemed so alone and broken. Of course so was Sherlock. They both seemed to have fallen. (Quite literally)

Meanwhile in Castiel's Comatose mind…

"Dean?" Castiel asked.

"Sam?"

"Cas?"

"Samuel? Where am I?"

"You're in a coma, dumbass."

"Why can't I see you?" Castiel was terrified.

He'd been screaming and yelling for someone to reach in and take him out of this darkness. He just wanted the Winchesters he wanted Dean's insults, and Sam's irritated expressions. He just wanted his family.

"Cas, you need to wake up."

"How?"

"Just wake up, Cas it's not hard."

Then there stood the younger Winchester looking down at him. He had this glow to him, and his face filled with obvious pain.

"I'm gonna die, Cas, please just open your eyes. Please let Dean know I was ready to die."

John yelped when the man who was in a coma suddenly shot awake his bright blue eyes gaining color and stress. He struggled to breathe through the ventilator. John clicked the help button and stood over him.

"Shh, calm down."

John ran his hand through the soft black hair, whilst looking at his eyes. He'd seen the look in those eyes on too many people; himself, Sherlock, Mycroft, and even Mrs. Hudson. The cold stiffness and anger of a soldier, John could only guess what he had been through.

Soon enough that horrible thing was removed. John sat back straight in his chair, and began explaining why Mr. Novak was now in a London hospital.

"I'm not quite sure what happened but you literally fell from the sky, it's a good thing to since you saved my best friend. You've been in a hospital for eight days, you were on a ventilator because your lung was punctured by one of the broken ribs. Can you remember your name?"

"My name is Castiel, I'm an angel of the lord."

"Are you sure it's not Jimmy Novak?"

Castiel struggled to catch his breath again. "Jimmy Novak is dead, he prayed to me, and I took him as a vessel."

Well that explains the wings…Of course John just assumed he had brain damage; but a voice in the back of his head telling him that "Castiel" was telling the truth.

"Ok, so you're an angel."

"Well, I'm human now."

John had too many questions. Too many things he needed to know, but someone was counting on him to keep an eye on the so called human-angel.

A/N- I know nothing about medical injuries or any of that stuff so yes all mistakes are mine.

I just wanted to get one more chapter up this weekend. I'm gonna be updating my other story "Back Roads" on Fridays or Saturdays I'll have updates for this story probably Saturdays or Sundays. Anyways hope you enjoyed, reviews always appreciated.