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As we walked into the old empty diner at the end of the road we picked a seat in the back corner and within minutes the waitress was standing next to our table wide eyed and bushy tailed.

"Good mornin darlins. What can I get cha?" She spoke with a large smile and her long blonde hair, which was tied into pig tales on either side of her head, bounced around as she spoke energetically. I picked up the menu that was sitting in front of me and looked it over quickly.

"umm...Cas, when you kinda shoved me over here I left my wallet, phone, and all my cloths at home." I said looking down at the table. I had only been here a few hours and I felt as if I was already being a burden to everyone. Dean looked up at the waitress and smiled.

"Can you just give us another few minutes?" The young woman, probably in her mid to late twenties, turned around on her heals and leaned her head back winking at dean.

"Sure thing sugar." As she left I sank down in my seat worried about what he might want to say. Were they going to get rid of me already?

"You know, Cas threw you here so you're our responsibility. You don't have to worry about money because we have as much as we need so we can buy you all new stuff later. For now just pick whatever you want to eat and we'll go from there." I smiled at him and nodded but the guilt washed over me like a tittle wave. I looked over at Cas who simply looked back at me with a clueless smile. I put my head down looking at the menu in front of me as Dean waved down the waitress once again who was more than eager to come and serve him. Dean ordered eggs with bacon and extra bacon, as I expected, and Sam ordered pancakes with strawberry syrup. Next was Bobby who opted for just coffee and then Castiel who insisted that the waitress bring him a hamburger which made me laugh.

"Cas it's only 11am, most places are on breakfast only until at least noon." Cas looked at the waitress with sad eyes and she instantly replied that she would make it happen just for him.

"And what'll it be for you sweetie pie?" The woman said looking down at me with a kind smile.

"Oh...umm…I'm not sure…Pancakes I guess. With butter and maple syrup and a small glass of orange juice." The waitress nodded her head and turned on her toes towards the kitchen.

"So Castiel, what are we supposed to do about this? We can't very well take her hunting, especially if every flesh eating baddy is out for 'er blood. You should just send her back home ya idjit."

"No!" The word flew out of my mouth before I had a chance to stop it. I threw my hands over my mouth.

"I mean…look you guys can drop me off anywhere, I can make it on my own just…just don't send me back to that place. Please!" I looked around the table and stopped at Sam pleadingly and he seemed to show compassion.

"Why don't you want to go- oh" He cut himself off probably remembering what Cas told them I had tried to do before getting here. I lowered my eyes at the memory, feeling ashamed.

"Ok well we can't just drop her off on the side of the road. She's still a kid for God's sake." Dean looked down at me with a look that said 'why would you tell us to leave you somewhere idiot'. I opened my mouth to protest but decided that was a bad idea and closed it instantly. As we sat in silence trying to figure out exactly what to do with me the waitress came back with our food. She placed all the food on the table putting mine down last. I looked up at her and said thank you with a big childish smile and she stared at me eyes wide. I looked up at her confused and she leaned in closer to me so that we were almost nose to nose.

"Well my dear you just have the most gorgeous eyes I think I've ever seen." I looked at her and smiled giggling.

"Thank you. When I was a kid I use to call them my 'moon eyes' because they chance colors." She giggled poking my nose with her finger.

"Well aint that just the cutest thing. Do they change colors often?"

"Yea, the only things that ever stay the same are the dark blue ring around them and the golden specs. Although as I got older the color changed less and less and now they only change slightly every once in a while. They could be dark blue, then light blue, then a blueish green. Ya know." The waitress giggled again and straightened herself patting at her apron.

"Well I best be getting back to work, you enjoy you're flapjacks cutie pie." I nodded and waved as she walked back into the kitchen. When I turned to look back at the table it seemed that everyone had stopped to look at me.

"…What…?" Cas took my face in his hands and stared into my eyes.

"So it's true…" He didn't bother to finish his sentence and I looked at him with confusion all over my face.

"Umm…what's true?" Dean shoveled a fork full of eggs into his mouth and then cleared his throat to answer.

"While you were resting Bobby started to look around for anything that might have to do with 'guardian angel soul mates'. Wasn't able to find much but one thing that we found was that apparently you can always tell one apart from a human because of certain tells in their eyes. The lore didn't specify what they were though. So Cas I take it changing colors is one of those tells?" Cas shook his head.

"Actually it's the colors that don't change." Dean looked at him confused.

"So they are supposed to have dark blue and gold eyes?"

"No, their eyes are made to match with their mate. Kenda- I mean 'Kenny' do you remember what color Anthony's eyes were?" I thought back but it was difficult. Annie had died five years ago so the color of his eyes wasn't exactly one of the things that stayed in my mind.

"Blue as far as I can remember. Why? Wait are you saying that the dark blue ring around my eyes…" Castiel nodded his head.

"And the gold specs?" Sam asked.

"The color of his wings."

I pushed down on a pancake with my fork and cut of a little piece bringing it up to my lips.

"Well then…" I trailed off just thinking about this new information about myself.

"Well my eyes are the one part about myself that I've always loved so I guess it makes sense that they technically be that way because of somebody else." Sam looked at me and frowned but Dean hit me in the arm.

"Ow! What was that for!?"

"Look kid, you've been nothing but down on yourself from the moment you got here. Don't you think it's about time you give it up? We told you we'd look out for you but that's pretty difficult if you don't even think you deserve to be looked after. No-one at the table is innocent trust me so whatever you've done in the past to make you hate yourself so much just forget it and move on. We all forgive you." I looked up at him with wide eyes. I've never had anyone say anything like that to me before. I averted my eyes looking down again.

"Thank you…but... to be honest... a lot less of it is because of something I've done and more about just how I've been raised. I grew up with my mother constantly yelling at me that I was bad, and not good enough, and a pain in the ass and well, you know what they say, if you hear something often enough for long enough you're going to start to believe it..." I raised my eyes again looking over at the only parental like figure at the table. Bobby looked at me and then at Sam and Dean.

"And I thought your dad was bad." I looked up at Cas who was looking down right back at me.

"How often did this happen?"

"Well...it probably started when I was about...5 or 6 so...about 15 years and, at least in the last few years, it's almost every day. I have a really hard time dealing with it sometimes. Sadly today happened to be too much for me to handle...' I trailed off averting my eyes to look at nothing in particular.

"Fuckin human's man." Dean said shaking his head and shoveling another pile of eggs into his mouth followed by a crispy piece of bacon.

"That is extremely bad for one's psyche. Did your mother not know this?" I shook my head almost laughing.

"Oh trust me. She knew she just didn't give a shit. That woman has made me terrified to ever have children because I don't want to be like her! Anthony used to help. I could talk to him when I was upset and he always fixed everything." I smiled thinking back to the memories of my deepest love. I parted my lips and spoke quietly half to them and half to myself.

"Ha, I remember this one time when I was in high school this big older guy came up to me and my friend and threatened to kill us because of something that his little sister told him we did, which we didn't, and I was terrified. I sat down in the office and I just called Annie. He put down what he was doing and just talked on the phone with me until I felt better." Castiel smiled, probably remembering his own found memories with Anthony.

"Yes, that does very much sound like Anthony."

"Ok," Dean spoke his mouth still half full.

"So now that we know your story you need to know that here you're clean. Clean slate we're gunna judge you off what we see so forget about everything your mother may have said to you and focus on not getting yourself killed." I shook my head and cut off another piece of my pancakes.

"I'll do my best!" I flashed a big smile and started really digging into my breakfast as did everyone else. After we had all finished we left and piled into Bobby's old truck which we used to get here and headed back to the house.

"So," Sam said with curiosity in his eyes

"In your world our lives are a t.v show right?" I nodded my head and laughed a little

"And you watch it?" I nodded my head a little more reluctantly. When they were real people it almost made me feel like a stalker that I watched them on t.v all the time.

"So who's your favorite character?" Everyone in the truck seemed to be looking at me except Bobby who was driving but I even noticed him perk up his head to hear the answer.

"Come on guys that's not fair." Dean hit me lightly in the arm.

"Oh, come on kid don't be embraced. Oh while we're on the topic. What the hell is a Destiel and why do you 'ship' it? Where the hell are you shipping it to?" My face turned bright read.

"...Have you ever heard of fanfiction?" Dean and Sam both shuddered.

"Sadly our books also have a lot of fans." I laughed a little remembering when they were tricked into going to the supernatural convention by Becky the 'winsest' shipper.

"Well shipping is when you like two characters together...like...a couple...and Destiel is...umm..." I looked over at Cas then looked up at the roof of the truck.

"I believe it is you and I dean." Castiel spoke up from the back and I nodded my head lightly.

"Cas is just so damn cute it would be perfect" I said so low that I hoped no one would hear.

"Me and Cas hunh? Well it's definitely better than me and Sammy that's for sure! Hey Cas, you grow a real nice set of tatas and I'll go out with you." Cas looked at him confused

"I cannot do that in this vessel, but Dean if you like I could find another ves-"

"Cas it was a joke!" Castiel looked up thinking about this for a moment

"Oh, yes, I suppose that does make sense. Hahaha" It was so much funnier to hear Cas speak face to face. He was like someone from 100 years ago who didn't understand anything about our time at all. And that monotone laugh!

"So that answers one question, but who's your favorite? Like Dean and 'Dr. Sexy'" Sam shuttered and laughed at the same time.

"Well...that's a really hard question to be honest but...I glanced over at Cas again but quickly changed my gaze so that he wouldn't notice.

"It's me isn't it? Of course it is, I must be everyone's favorite. Killin baddies and taken names, s'what I'm all about!" Dean puffed out his chest and I smiled knowing he was trying to pry a little attention off of me.

"Well Dean you are pretty awesome and to be honest...you're pie addiction makes me really happy" I laughed and looked next to me at Sam.

"But Sam, your brains are really awesome too, and you have a huge heart...I mean...you know what I mean." Sam laughed and raised his hand to mess up my hair

"Yea I know what you mean."

"Plus you're like 10 feet tall and I'm sure that must come in handy in a fight." The whole truck began to laugh.

"Ok, well since you're going around the circle sayin what you like about us what about the old man?" Dean said pointing his thumb at Bobby who was driving the truck.

"Man what's not to love about Bobby? I mean come on, for one he does the amount of work in a day that would probably take a group of hunters a month to do. He's kinda like ridiculously awesome at research and stuff and on top of doing all of that for you guys he mans the phones at all hours of the day and on top of that he basically helped to raise you." I stopped out of breath and looked at the huge smile on Bobby's face through the rearview mirror. I turned my head to look at Cas in the back seat sitting quietly but fidgeting like a child who was patiently waiting for something.

"And last but not least, Cas." His head popped up and it was so cute I almost couldn't handle it.

"Well...to be honest...it's really hard to explain why I love Cas so much...everything? No that's cheating...hmmm..." I mumbled quietly almost to myself.

"Well for starters he's adorable."

"Adorable? Like a child? But I am not like a child." Cas argued from the back but Dean quickly shot him down from up front.

"Oh yes you are. You're actually a lot like a child now that I think about it."

"Yup, cute and innocent like a kid but man when you get mad" I fanned myself dramatically with my hand

"Talk about sexy." I laughed but before anyone could say anything else we reached Bobby's place and pilled out of the truck into the house to set up some kind of plan for what we should do.