A half hour later Sam and Dean entered their motel room with Castiel on their heels.

"So will you tell us now what the Hell you're doing here?" Dean asked.

"I was hunting the vampires too," Castiel replied simply.

"How'd you end up hunting?" Sam inquired.

"I remembered."

Sam and Dean starred at him. "Remembered what?"

"Everything," Castiel said. "My past life, being an angel, the Apocalypse."

Dean and Sam were shocked. "How?"

They glanced at each other since it was the second time they had spoken in sync.

Castiel chuckled a little. "It's a long story."

He sat at the small table at the front of the room. The brothers followed his example and sat down on their beds. Dean's of course was the closest bed to the motel room's door. The closest one to the comfy chair Castiel was sitting in.

"We have time," Dean told him. "What happened? What jogged your memory?"

"Ever since you saved me and my family from the demon after me I've been having these dreams…," Castiel paused. "I'd see some memories of being with other angels but mostly I saw events that happened when I was around you two. My mission to raise you from Hell and the two times I died, among other things. It came in little bits and pieces and a flash of light would always separate the scenes in my head. After dreaming the same thing for a few months more memories would come to me and they'd last a few months. I never understood why I dreamt such things until my friends and I decided to see a psychic…."

June 16, 2028

Pontiac, Illinois

It was a week after Castiel and his four friends had graduated High School and they'd decided to go out in town all together one last time. One of Castiel's friends, Alex Summers, was moving to New York City the next day. Alex was going to live in an apartment not far away from his father and his girlfriend Maxie was also moving there in the fall. Alex would be going to college to become a doctor and Maxie would be going for a degree in business so she could work at some huge company. Their differences made them an odd couple but they were seriously in love with each other. Castiel and his other two friends, Jason and Taylor, had no doubt that their relationship would last. What they weren't sure of was if they'd all be able to go out together ever again. So they'd decided it was now or never.

As they strolled towards the movie theater in the middle of town the group of five looked at the posters on the doors.

"So what do you wanna see?" Jason asked everyone. "Boy meets girl, ghost eats girl, or boy blows things up?"

Castiel, Alex, Taylor, and Maxie all chuckled.

"Since it is Alex's last night in town he should choose," Taylor said as she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

Castiel and Maxie agreed.

Alex frowned in thought. "Hummmm….how about boy blows things up?"

"Fast Track it is!" Jason exclaimed. "That's what I was thinking of. I always knew you had great tastes. You just let your girlfriend run you over."

"Hey!" Maxie protested, folding her arms.

Jason winked at her. "Just kidding."

"The movie's going to start in three minutes," Castiel announced after taking a peek at his watch which was hidden under his jacket's sleeves. "We'd better get inside."

Taylor nodded at him and led the way indoors.

When they entered the movie room they made their way to one of the middle rows and Castiel sat himself by the aisle. Taylor sat next to him then there was Jason, Alex, and Maxie at the end.

It had been their usual spots since Taylor had moved into town the year before and made friends with them. The first time they'd ever gone to see a movie all together she's just plopped herself down next to Castiel and never changed seats. He wondered sometimes if she liked him, liked him as in liked him. But he could never be sure because Taylor paid no more attention to him then she did Alex and Jason.

Taylor wasn't like Maxie. Though, despite being a curvy blonde and tom boyish, she was still pretty. Taylor was more like Castiel than any of their other friends. She was reserved, calm, but determined to do what she wanted to do in life. Her passion was painting. She'd given everyone a painting of hers for Christmas. She'd given Castiel one of the Grand Canyon which she'd visited when she was twelve.

As the movie started Castiel watched Taylor's eyes focus on the screen. He liked her more then she would ever know.

"What is it?" Taylor inquired when she noticed Castiel starring at her.

Castiel looked back at the movie screen. "Nothing, I was just thinking."

Taylor narrowed her eyes at him but didn't ask any more questions.

"I am so buying that movie when it comes out!" Jason whooped as they all left the theater two hours later. "That scene where Jack and Wayne faced off was so awesome!"

Castiel grinned; Jason's excitement becoming contagious.

"So what next?" Maxie questioned, her green eyes shining.

"How about we look in a phone book and do something crazy?" Jason suggested.

Castiel knew what he meant. It was a tradition in the group. Every month they'd look in a phone book or on the internet for a place they'd never go to on their own and go together.

Last time it had been a haunted house, something Castiel was sure the girls would never let them do again after seeing a chair rock by itself.

"I'll go get a phone book at my mother's store," Taylor told them.

She raced across the street after having looked both ways and swung open the door to a little book store called Anne's.

Less than a minute later she was back and they all sat down in a circle as Alex flipped through the pages.

"Hey, how about going to see Miss Albatross?" Maxie asked, pointing to an advertisement.

Jason gave her a funny look. "Who the heck is that?"

"Some new lady in town," Alex answered. "She claims to be psychic. Comes by my Aunt's shop for herbs all the time."

"Sure she's not a witch?" Jason snickered.

Maxie shrugged. "Guess we're going to find out if Alex agrees. Do you?"

Alex nodded. "Sure."

"Let's go then."

Miss Albatross took readings at her house on the edge of town. It was a two story building with chipped paint. As Castiel and his friends hopped out of Jason's navy blue pick-up truck they shivered. The only thing stopping it from looking like a house out of a horror movie was the lighted path to the front door.

"When does she stop taking readings?" Castiel inquired.

"At ten on Friday nights so we've got a half hour," Maxie stated. "She usually only does it until five but Fridays she stays up later because she gets more business."

"Go figure," Jason laughed.

When the friends reached the door and knocked a slivery haired lady around the age of fifty-five opened it. She smiled sweetly at them. "Hello, you must want some readings, huh?"

They all nodded and Miss Albatross let them in. "You're lucky I'm not busy tonight. Usually I only take appointments but I'll do it now. It's ten dollars each."

Castiel and his friends all dug out their money from their pockets and passed it to Miss Albatross.

"Thank you," she smiled. "I'll get ready in my other room. For now just sit here on the bench and talk as you please."

Then she walked away.

"Wow, she is just too friendly," Jason said.

"She's sweet," Maxie defended her.

Jason shook his head.

Castiel sat down along with Maxie and Alex.

He looked around the house. They were in a room set up for Miss Albatross's clients when they had to wait for her. A picture of a rose hung up on the wall in front of him with a lamp beside it.

Inside, the house was beautifully decorated. Not what you'd expect a witch's house to look like, not that Castiel had thought that about Miss Albatross like Jason had.

Five minutes later, Miss Albatross reappeared from her room where she took the readings.

"So who's first?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"I'll go first," Maxie finally said.

She left and the room fell quiet.

Castiel starred in the direction of the room Maxie and Miss Albatross had gone in while everyone else paced until Maxie appeared again, grinning.

She ran up to Alex and kissed him. "She says nothing will split us apart and that I will be successful in business!"

"That's great Maxie," Alex told her. "But I already knew that."

"Dude, since when did you become a hopeless romantic?" Jason asked, looking disgusted.

Alex just laughed.

"Miss Albatross is ready for whoever wants to go next," Maxie told them.

Alex went, then Jason, and Taylor. All finding out little things that soothed their worries. By the time it was Castiel's turn he was very curious to find out what Miss Albatross would see in his future.

Castiel stepped through hanging beads into the dark room and Miss Albatross gestured for him to sit in front of her with the candles she had lit on the table in between them.

"What's your name?" she questioned.

"Castiel," he replied.

Miss Albatross smiled. "Okay, Castiel. I want you to put your hands on the table before you and relax."

Castiel did as told and she held them in hers. She closed her eyes and began chanting in a language he didn't understand. It sounded familiar; it could have been Latin. He'd taken that language as an elective his sophomore year. He didn't remember much from it but he thought he recognized a few words.

Suddenly the candlelight flared and Castiel flinched. Miss Albatross opened her eyes.

"What did you see?" Castiel asked nervously.

"I didn't see much," Miss Albatross huffed. "You wouldn't let me."

Castiel frowned. "What do you mean by that?"

"You're subconsciously blocking me out of your mind, " Miss Albatross explained. "Except you did allow me to see your dreams. You want to know why you're dreaming them?"

Castiel's eyes widened. "Yes. I do."

"Have you ever heard of hypnosis?"

Castiel slowly gave her a nod. "Yeah, saw it in a movie."

"I'd like to do that on you," Miss Albatross said.

Castiel starred at her. "You want to control me?"

Miss Albatross snickered as she shook her head. "No, no. It's not like in your movies. I can't control your mind under hypnosis but I can help you uncover the reason for those Apocalypse dreams you've been having. If they mean anything."

Castiel was quiet for a moment as he tried to make up his mind. Finally, he agreed to do it.

"Okay, sit on the cot," Miss Albatross pointed to the small bed in the corner of the room.

Castiel walked over and lain down onto it slowly. He rested his hands at his sides and looked back at the lady as she approached. Miss Albatross sat beside him on a stool.

"Close your eyes and relax," Miss Albatross ordered him. "I want you to really relax this time. Don't be nervous; you're not in a movie."

Castiel snorted, then closed his eyes.

Miss Albatross smiled and began chanting latin again. It was a different spell from the first. It drew Castiel inward, into his mind. Then Miss Albatross began to speak English again.

"Castiel, do you hear me?"

He shook his head yes.

"Good. I'd like you to explore your dreams you've been having Castiel. The one with your friends in it. Tell me if you see it."

"I do."

"Okay, now I want you to try to dig into the dream for its purpose. Just want to know the purpose and it shall come to you, " Miss Albatross claimed.

Castiel's eyebrows furrowed. "It seems so real... It's like a memory from a past life."

Miss Albatross cocked an eyebrow. Castiel had been dreaming of another life he'd had? How could that be? His dreams were about the end of the world. It had never happened. Or at least she'd thought so.

"Castiel go deeper into your dream, go past it, further into the past. Go into your memories of your past life."

Castiel moaned. "I can't."

"You can," Miss Albatross encouraged.

Castiel rolled back and fourth on the bed. Miss Albatross had to hold his arm to prevent him from falling off the cot.

Thirty seconds later Castiel gasped and sat up straight on the cot. He turned to Miss Albatross who was a little unsettled by the unearthly calm that was suddenly present in his eyes.

"You remember?" she inquired.

"Yes."

Miss Albatross starred at Castiel. "Who were you, or what?"

"I was Castiel then too," he told her. "I was an angel."

"So what did you do after you found out?" Sam asked.

Castiel sighed. "I told my family I was leaving to find you two and that I was going to start hunting. They begged me to stay but I felt I needed to leave. I found a hunter named George and we hunted together for a few months. Afterwards I began hunting on my own and I searched for you. It's funny how I found you the one time I actually wasn't looking."

Dean smirked. "Yeah, well, we know how to cover our tracks, you know."

"I do," Castiel agreed. "I remember even as an angel that it was hard to find you, and I was a decent tracker back in the day."

Sam and Dean grinned. It was nice to have their friend back.