Guardian Angel: Chapter Two Unexpected Meeting

Hey everyone, I'm back! This Chap is a little longer so enjoy. A big Thank You to those who have reviewed and favorited/follower already! I love you all and you are what keep me writing! Also DISCLAIMER I do not in anyway own Supernatural, Dean, Sam, or Castiel, but I do own Hannah.

Hannah walked briskly to the door, new dress swishing around her knees and Sergeant barking at the door. She flung open the door with a large smile on her face only to be disappointed. Cas was not waiting on the other side of the screen, but rather two men. Both were in jeans with button down shirts open over plain T-shirts. Sergeant barked all the more at the strangers and the shorter of the two leaned back slightly.

"Can I help you?" Hannah grabbed Sergeants collar and made him sit. The two looked at each other before the tall one spoke.

"We were looking for a friend and heard that he might be here, his name is Castiel. Do you know him?" Hannah looked up at the two, trying to decide if she should tell them or not.

"We've been trying to find him for over a year." The shorter one stepped forward ever so slightly. This set Sergeant barking all over again and it took Hannah a few moments to calm him down.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Sam and this is my brother Dean, we're good friends with him, have you seen him? He wears a trench coat and black tie." Sam took a step and his eyes pleaded with her. Hannah knew who they were now, they were the Winchester brothers.

"I suppose you should come inside."

Hannah sat across the small coffee table from the brothers and wondered why that they had to come today, on their anniversary. She had been a good hostess and offered coffee which they both took and Dean was downing, Hannah guessed he wished she had offered something stronger. They both looked somewhat uneasy sitting in her living room, she wondered slightly not only why but how long could she keep it up.

"So you know Cas?" Dean was the first to break the ice.

"Yes, I know Cas, we've been dating for a year today."

They both looked taken aback.

"Congratulations." Sam offered bewildered while Dean took the last swig of his coffee.

"Thank you. He's talked about you. Not often, but some, he calls you two his only true friends." Hannah waited to judge their reactions. Sam seemed uneasy but Dean looked pissed off.

"Then why hasn't he come to find us, hu? Why did it take every contact we have to track him down?" Dean had given the reaction that Hannah had expected. Cas had tried to make her understand why the Winchesters were so important to him and in that she got glimpses of their personalities.

"Because he felt guilty." This clearly was not something they expected to hear. Hannah decided that Cas wouldn't tell them, so she would. At that moment the door opened and Hannah heard the familiar voice of the man she loved call to her from the entry way that was barely hidden from where they sat. Hannah jumped up to greet Cas before the Winchesters got to see him.

"Cas! Welcome back." She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She looked up into his happy eyes and knew that they joy would leave very soon. "There are some men here to see you." She tried to give him some warning before he was thrown into the lions den. They rounded the corner and Cas grew ridged.

"How ya doin' Cas?" Dean had stood up and looked accusingly at the man he had addressed.

"I'm doing well Dean, how are you and Sam?" Cas reached between the slight difference between himself and Hannah to touch the back of her hand in reassurance. She took his hand and led him to her side of the coffee table. Hannah sat down, trying to get Dean and Cas to follow suit but to no avail.

"Good, great. We heard that you've been dating for a year, congrats." Dean was mocked the shallow greeting.

"Dean." Cas tried to stop the storm he knew was coming.

"Do you know what Sam and I have been doing the last year? We've been fighting demons and not just that, we've had to fight your 'brothers' also, do you know how much damage a disgruntled angel causes?" Dean voice had lowered in anger as he pointed a finger at Cas in question. "I bet you don't. You've been living the American dream here while we have had to pick up your mess." Dean hit the nerve had had been looking for, Cas looked utterly defeated and Hannah had had enough.

"Stop." She stood and pointed a finger at Dean. "You have no idea what went on, no idea what he has been through, so don't start blaming him for things that were not his fault." Hannah stood directly across from Dean leaning over the coffee table, fire in her eyes. She didn't care who Dean was, who he thought he was or even who Cas though he was, she was not going to let anyone talk to him like that.

Cas looked down at the empty mugs on the table. He picked them up and without meeting anyones eyes offered to fill them. Sam jumped up to help and give Cas the welcome he deserved from close friends.

"You don't know what he's done. " Dean was not going to let this fight go and Hannah rose to the occasion.

"Maybe I don't know everything he's done in his life, but I do know that the casting out of the Angels was not his fault. Yes, I know about that, after days of sleepless night I made him tell my why he wasn't sleeping. He didn't sleep the first six months that I knew him because of the nightmares he would have about what had happened. He told me that he had helped to cast all the angels out of heaven, but do you want to know something Dean? He was tricked into doing it. He was told that it would close that gates of heaven and take the angels off of earth, he only wanted to help. On top of being lied to he was used, Metatron cut and took his grace from him, using him as the last piece of the spell." Hannah saw that this was news to Dean. The fight in his eyes began to back down, but unfortunately Hannah was not done with him yet. "When I found him, he was miserable. He blamed himself for what had happened. He took all the blame on himself. But do you know what bothered him the most? It was the fact that he let you down. That is what hurt the most, he let Dean down. He wanted to go find you, make sure that you and Sam were alright, but he was too ashamed. He won't let me call him Castiel, only Cas. 'Castiel was an angel, but a good friend called me Cas', so that is what he goes by. Do you understand Dean? Could you imagine feeling like you let someone down so badly that you could hardly bare it?" Hannah's fight had turned into surrender and Dean's had turned into exhaustion.

He sat down heavily and scrubbed his hands over his face. Hannah followed suit, and looked at the man across from her. She guessed he was in his late thirties, but a hard life had aged him. He was strong, but had to bare much, taking on more then he should, more then anyone should have too and she guessed he did so without asking for help. Dean leaned back, slightly defeated and unsure how to proceed. Hannah felt compassion for this lost man and something deep within her stirred and she felt a need to help him.

It wasn't much later that Cas and Sam walked back into the living room, they both noticed that the tension had left the atmosphere. They had seemingly worked out what ever had come up. The four sat in awkward silence and let the clock tick away the seconds. Sam glanced around at those who surrounded him. His brother had his arms resting on his legs and looked more worn out then he had seen him in awhile, Cas seemed embarrassed, downcast, but slightly, and oddly, relieved, while his girlfriend sat near the edge of her seat trying to comfort Cas but at a loss of how to help or what to do in the situation. he then began to look around the room. It was clean and bright, without much clutter. As he looked around more closely he realized that there were very few nick-nacks or things that make a room feel personalized. There were five pictures in the room, two of Hannah and Cas, one of the dog and two general landscapes hanging on the wall.

Sam was running through reasons of why a young woman wouldn't have personalized items decorating her house when Dean stood up and made to leave. Sam stood up to follow his brother, but glanced back to see a dejected Cas watching them go. Hannah also saw the look and jumped to make things right.

"Dean, Sam, I know that today wasn't how anyone thought it would be, would you be free to come back tomorrow for dinner? I know that Cas would like to talk with you both and catchup and I know I would love to get to know the men that he considers brothers." Hannah saw Cas straiten as the idea was set forth, his blue eyes pleading forgiveness from the brothers.

"Please come, we'll have pie." Cas directed his look to Dean as he know the decision was in his hands as he and Sam had already made their peace. Cas saw the slight smile tug at the corner of Deans mouth as Cas promised his favorite food. Dean glanced up at Hannah then over at Cas.

"Yeah, count us in." With a nod of the head the Winchester brothers shut the door behind them. Cas looked over at his girl, who looked back at them.

"Pie?" Hannah raised her eye brow. Cas nodded,

"It's Dean's favorite." He walked in to the kitchen and opened the freezer looking for fruit to put in the peace offering. Hannah walked up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her chin on his back.

"Why don't we go shopping and you can tell me what to cook?"

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