I stopped inside a little dinner off the street and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 5: 25 and I looked around when I smelt the cooking in the back my stomach growled. I slipped my hand along the table and picked up three of the five dollars that was sitting there and I moved to the counter before anyone noticed me walk in.
"Hi darling, anything you'd like?" She was a blond, heavy set woman, with a mole on her neck, her makeup was too thick and her perfume almost made me gag.
"Um," I tried to look innocent and out of town, but then again I was; sort of. "I only have three dollars, what's good for that price." She chuckled and set down her pad of paper.
"Well dear, there is a special on pie, we have apple, cherry, or peach." I looked up at her and gave her the three dollars.
"I'll take apple, thank you." She smiled and ordered an apple pie from in the back. Two minutes later she brought me the pie and a small glass of water. "Thank you." She left without saying a word but she did at least smile.
I ate my pie slowly because I was in no rush to get back to nowhere. I figured that the angel would be back soon, hopefully, so I left the restaurant with two tips on the counters that I could scrounge up. I walked up to a guy on the street, he was short and plump but his wife, or woman, on his arm was thin and beautiful. How lucky was I that I had found a rich guy just walking around.
After I slipped my hand into her purse and found her bill phone right on top, I looked for cash, but of course there was none. I grabbed the first credit card and left the wallet on the street.
I walked a few more blocks down the street to find a shoe store still open, 24 hours a day was in bright neon, I opened the door and the man at the counter smiled at me.
"Can I help you." He looked me up and down, and licked his lower lip.
"I would like your nicest pair of converse, All Star, no high tops." He looked at me surprised.
"Well, you know what you want. Are you always so forward." He smiled a cocky smile and I just tipped my hip to the side.
"I need them, I'm in a hurry." His eyes fell for a minute.
"I kind of hoped you'd stay awhile." I looked at him for a minute and then down an isle, then back at him.
"I need the shoes, but I'll give you my phone number." I smiled a devious smile and he perked right up.
"Follow me." He lead me down the men's section, and found a pair of converse that were all black except for a small design that pictured a skull and crossbones with wings on the side of the skull. There was a phrase at the bottom in a scripture ribbon. It was a Latin phase I knew well. Non timebo mala 'I will fear no evil.'
"I'll take them." I bought the shoes and left my number on a piece of paper for him to call, but I figured I would be with the angels by then so there would be no answer.
I left the store and sat on a nearby bench while tying the shoes I had just bought. I walked back to the motel and picked a lock on one of the doors and let myself in; nobody was home, at the moment. I went to the shower and looked for any sign that someone had been there. I took a quick shower and put my clothes back on. I dried my hair then ran a brush twice though my hair and pulled it back into a ponytail with strands hanging out to frame my face. I looked for a hair clip and found one that was black and white with a pearl in the middle, I put my hair up and let it fall from the ponytail from a higher point. I left the room with no sign that I had ever been there and walked back outside. I waited for a minute and thought about something. Maybe that young guy, Sam, would give me a room to stay in for the night while I waited. I walked to the outside parking lot and saw someone get inside a car, it was an Impala and from the looks of it, it was Sam. I jogged a little closer before he pulled out of the parking lot and drove away. This is not my night. I walked back up the stairs and sat on the top to wait for someone or something to come and give me a room.
I heard a familiar noise as I sat there. It was the static but coming from where? I looked around and couldn't see anything. I spun on the stairs and saw a bright light coming from no particular direction. There was a loud high pitched noise and then I could hear the familiar inside voice. I'm back. Dean Winchester is saved. The message was plain and simple, but I welcomed it this time, no fight. I felt no pain either, just the floating sensation.
I was back in a body I knew, felt good to be somewhere I considered my own. I looked at the new outfit and pulled at the clothing to get a better look. I laughed to myself and continued on my way. I was stopped by a man in a trench coat; I didn't recognize his body but his inner form I knew very well.
"Castiel, I see you picked a nice body." I looked him up and down before nodding my approval.
"I didn't have to look hard. Yours is very…" he stumbled on the right word. "Unique." He was stiff and not used to walking in a human's skin.
"Don't worry, it gets easier." I stiffened a laugh but continued my walk past him as he followed.
"Why do you walk when you can fly so much faster." I looked over at him and he was walking like a soldier would march.
"That's the point Castiel, flying doesn't work the muscles, I like the feeling of walking; in time you will like it too." He looked over at me like I was crazy, but said nothing.
"So where did you find your body?" He looked at my clothes and gave a frown disapproving of her outfit, I considered it ironical.
"She was special, I could tell." He kept staring at the belted coat, then down to the tight jeans with matching buckles and then to the shoes with the Latin phrase.
"She has a weird sense of humor." I looked down at the clothes and smiled.
"I like it. She is a unique person, and we seem to get along." He took one last look and shook his head.
We walked in silence for a while when we both heard the Latin chant in the back of our minds. "Looks like there calling your name, better go say hello." I smiled at him and he kept his straight face before disappearing. I felt at peace from the journey back from Hell, I stretched out my arms and knew I had business to attend to. I had to plan for the future.
After many meetings with higher ranking angels I learned that the lower angels were kept on a need to know basis. They were being told nothing of what was going on around them, but when they were told to fight they fought without question. I almost felt bad for them; I was high on the ranks so I was allowed little things that were not permitted usually even though I stayed in close proximity to the humans.
I stepped along side two angels in my garrison, one was a pretty blond who looked delicate to touch, and the other was Castiel. The blond soon left after getting an order to relocate to an area of trouble. Castiel was quiet and stiff like a solider and then I remembered that I had once been like that, it brought a small smile to my lips.
"What?" Castiel was looking at me and I smiled even bigger.
"Nothing, just something I remembered from a long time back." He didn't ask anymore questions, but I could tell that there was curiosity behind his eyes. I quickly changed the subject.
"The Rising of the Witnesses seal has been broken; I have to leave. You are needed else where; you can not go to Dean's rescue this time." He looked at me surprised.
"Why not?" I gave him a look of surprise and joy.
"Castiel, are you questioning an order?" I smiled at him and he looked down at the ground.
"I'm sorry." I shook my head.
"No, don't be. This is a good thing Castiel; you understand what most angels never will." I paused for a minute and then answered his question from before. "The angels don't want you to help him because they want to know how well he does on his own, even knowing that the angels will protect him. You are to keep away from him until he overcomes the Witnesses; don't mention the orders, he is not to know." He looked back up at me.
"What do I do till then." I shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know, do what you want; now I must go. Be carful Castiel." He nodded at me and I took off landing somewhere in Nevada. The dessert was cold considering it was night and the sky was clear.
There was a lonely car in the middle of the road with the headlights on and the windshield wipers were going. I paused, I was too late. I turned my back on the car when the horn honked twice I turned around and ran over to the car. In the drivers seat was a man being attacked by a woman, she was sitting in his lap and had her hand buried deep inside his chest. The man was gasping for breath and trying desperately to reach out to me though the window.
I grabbed the door handle and it didn't budge, I gripped the metal and it crumpled like paper in my hands, I ripped it off like it was only a book on a shelf. I grabbed at the Witness and it seemed scared when I could actually grab it.
"What are you?" It screamed in pain.
"A savoir." I placed my palm on her left temple and she disappeared in a white flash of light. Things were quite again.
The man was past out cold in the drivers seat but his heart was still beating. I picked him out of the car and took him to his home in Santa Barbra. I laid him down on the couch, his wife was upstairs sleeping. I turned around to see his child staring at me with wide eyes.
"Are you an angel? Mommy talks about angels all the time." His bright blue eyes and innocent brown messy hair made me smile. I knelt down and looked him straight in the eyes. I placed my pointer finger to my lips and made a shhhh noise.
"I am, but you can't tell anyone, ok?" he nodded and lifted his finger to his lips to.
"I won't tell anyone." I smiled at him and brushed back his hair.
"I think it's time for bed." I stood up and he had to look up at me to talk to me.
"But I'm not tired." As if on cue he yawned and rubbed his eyes of the sleep.
"Come on; let daddy sleep." I picked up the small child and took him up the stairs to his room. I laid him down and tucked him in; I only had tucked in his feet before he was sound asleep. I flew off from the house and smiled at the peaceful night. I would have to return to Heaven for the next order of business soon, and there was a surprise waiting for me there.