Castiel finds someone he had not expected in Heaven...

Castiel had been in Heaven for the majority of his life. He'd flitted from one of the human's paradise to the next, enjoying all of them (except for one where it was constantly raining). He'd spent much of his time in the Garden, which was a large area where most angels chose to reside. It was beautiful and, even though he did not consider Heaven his home anymore, it would always hold a special place in his heart.

However, the view he had now was even more fantastic. He held God's many responsibilities and powers, but that also left him with her luxuries. He now found himself spending his time above Heaven, in a place where no one else could venture unless he asked them to. It was his, and that was a sensation he had not yet experienced.

One day, while sitting and admiring his new dwellings, Castiel found himself suddenly somewhere else. He now stood atop a familiar building. The breeze gently blew through his vessel's growing hair, brushing the flaps and folds of his trench coat out. Something was different, though. The lights of the city below remained, but the sound that accompanied them was mysteriously missing.

"Castiel…"

He spun on his heel. That voice was as easily recognizable as the sound of his own wings flapping.

"God?" Castiel asked, his eyes, now blue with golden flecked strangely throughout, wide with shock.

God smiled, her dark eyes flashing. Castiel had hoped that they would be the brilliant gold they once had.

"It is nice to see you once more, my son."

Castiel took a cautious step towards her. "You are-"

"Dead, yes. I am not living, Castiel, simply existing."

"Existing?"

God grinned, "Did you think humans were the only ones allowed to exist in salvation once they have died?"

"Heaven is for angels and passed humans," Castiel started, his eyes wary. "I believe you are neither."

Once more, God grinned.

"I created Heaven, Castiel, I am allowed within it if I choose," she said as amusement flashed behind her dark irises. "You have done well so far, Castiel. I am very proud."

As always, Castiel felt his heart swell as her compliments.

"Thank you."

The pair stood silently for several long moments. Castiel watched God, and God watched the city. A question was brewing in his mind as he scoured her face, remembering when she had been alive. They had many adventures together, and Castiel had not and would not forget them.

"I may be dead, but I can still see your mind, Castiel."

He sighed, "Why have you brought me here? I do not believe it was simply to say hello."

"Why do you not believe that, Castiel?" she asked, her head tilting to the side much as Castiel's did when he did not understand something. "Why must every action have a reason?"

"That is how the world works," he shrugged.

Another small smile came to God's face.

"I simply wished to make sure you were not overwhelmed, Castiel," she uttered, the smile faltering slightly. "I understand that you now bear many… duties."

"I am fine," he assured.

"Your brothers and sisters are not to know that I am here, my son. I prefer solitude over noise."

Castiel nodded.

"Do not be afraid to visit, Castiel. I do get lonely on occasion."

Once more, Castiel nodded. God flashed him one more smile, and then he found himself back in his new home. God's visage was still clear in his mind. He had been missing her, and was thankful that he could now see her when he wished. She would not fade.