--I know it's been awhile and for that I apologize. Enjoy anyway!!--

Rating: T

Summary: Melissa finds Castiel's body without Castiel in it.

God Must Be Busy

It had only been a week. Just seven days. But I was about to learn that that didn't matter. I was about to learn that so much can happen in a minute, let alone seven days.

I walked down the street, looking up at the blue sky, wondering if he was alright. I was used to not seeing him now. I was used to being alone for long periods of time. But it was all worth it when I got to see him again. But I worried so much about him. Maybe too much. But then again, the end of the world was coming. So I had a right to worry, right?

I looked ahead of me, knowing I would soon draw attention to myself if I continued to stare at the sky.

And then, like he had read my mind or fate was actually real, he was right there, standing less than a hundred feet from me. My stomach filled with more happiness than it had in a very long time and I smiled, letting it spill over onto my face. I all but ran to him, stopping myself from jumping onto him.

"Cas!" I said. He stared blankly at me. There was something different about him, aside from not wearing the usual trench coat. He looked…too human.

"Excuse me?" He said. His voice was different too. My heart sank down into dark, black despair. Soaking it in darkness to the point that it would never be anything but icy black again.

"You, you're not Castiel, are you?" I asked, dreading the answer that I know was true.

"No," He said, shaking his head, concern in his eyes. "My name's Jimmy Novak. I'm not sure where Castiel is."

I said nothing. I couldn't speak. He was gone…Castiel, was gone.

"I know you," Jimmy said quietly. "I can…sort of remember you." I looked at the ground. Still unable to find my voice.

"You meant a lot to him," He said. "I don't know why I know that, but I do," My heart split in half, tearing at any and every seam it had. He reached out and touched my shoulder, making the pain intensify. "I'm sorry." His voice was genuine. I looked up at him and tried to smile.

"You have your own family to go to," I choked, my voice hardly anything. "Don't worry about me." I pulled out of his grip and walked away.

I could still feel his eyes on me, those blue eyes that I couldn't dare look into. I wasn't going to break down in front of him. I was in no way going to blame Jimmy Novak for the fact that my angel was gone. And I would never see him again. What happened? Why is he gone? Where the hell did he go and why?

I rounded the corner, into the shadows of the alley that no one could see me in, even in the middle of the day in the bright sunlight. I leaned against the cold brick that I could barely feel. All of me felt this way. The wall and I had something in common. We both were cold and hard, and there was no going back. I felt hot tears slide down my face on their own. I didn't sob. I don't know why. I just sat there against the brick, and let the tears fall by themselves. I don't know how long I sat there, the thoughts of my previous shopping venture forgotten, and I wasn't sure if I'd ever move again.

"Melissa." An unfamiliar voice said next to me. I jumped and looked up at the red headed woman above me.

"Who are you? What do you want?" I asked, my voice hoarse.

"I'm here about Castiel." She said. I stood, angry that she had said his name.

"Who the hell are you?" I growled.

"I'm Anna. I'm an angel too." She said. I flexed my jaw.

"Are you a good angel or a bad angel?" I smirked. She sighed.

"Melissa, I can understand why you don't trust me. But believe me, Castiel is the closest brother I have. I killed Uriel before he could kill Cas. And I need your help." She said.

"How can I help you?" I asked. She looked at the ground.

"I need you to help me find out what happened to him. I can take you to the last place he was before he disappeared. I need you to figure out what happened." She admitted.

"And you can't do this yourself because..?" I prompted, still unsure if I trusted her.

"I can't tell you that, Melissa." She said. I tensed.

"You're making it really hard for me not to hit you." I said. She nodded.

"I know. But I really need your help," I looked away from her. "If you won't do it for me, do it for him." She said. My head snapped up, looking into her brown eyes.

"How did you even know to come to me?" I asked, kicking myself for not thinking of it sooner.

"Castiel asked me to watch out for you if he couldn't. Like when he's busy doing something for Dean." She said.

"You know Dean?" I asked. She blushed and nodded. I didn't press the matter further.

"I won't say anything about your and Castiel's relationship," She said. I glared at her. "I told you, Castiel and I are close."

"I'll help you," I said. "But for him, not you." She nodded and grabbed my arm. I blinked and we were in a warehouse, well what used to be a warehouse.

It looked like a bomb went off inside it. I walked around, trying to see if I could find anything that might lead me to Castiel.

That was when I found the bloody symbol on the wall. I looked up at it, slightly scared of it. I knew what it could do.

"Melissa," Anna said behind me. "I need you to focus really hard on that symbol and tell me what you can tell about it." I was confused, but I tried. I looked at the symbol. I could see the fingers tracks in the blood. Frantic and hurried.

"Castiel made this," I said, not knowing where I got the information. "But he didn't finish in time. They came for him anyway."

"'They' who, Melissa?" Anna asked.

"His superiors. Castiel has disobeyed, they've taken him back to Heaven to punish him and make him listen," Where the hell was this coming from. "They're going to hurt him." I said plainly. My voice wasn't even my voice anymore.

"I need to go tell Sam and Dean," She said. I nodded. "Go home, Melissa." She said. I nodded again, unable to tear my eyes away from the symbol written in my angel's blood. I was alone now. I could feel it. I could feel Anna leave. I blinked and shook my head, looking around the warehouse again. I could see things now. I could see places in the warehouse that glowed with a white dust. Like someone had spilled flour. Above me, where the warehouse roof had broken it was all around the opening. I looked down around my feet.

I could almost see what had happened here. Castiel stood where I was now, cutting his arm and frantically drawing this symbol on the wall, looking over his shoulder to make sure he was still alone. That he still had more time. Then the roof exploded. They came down at him. He had no chance to get away. He backed away from them, under the lone light bulb still lit. But they were too fast for him.

They reached in Jimmy's body, dragging Castiel from it, ripping him from Jimmy. He fought against them, thrashing back and forth, continually reaching for Jimmy, trying to hang on. They clawed at his celestial body, making it impossible for Castiel to return where he belonged. Jimmy's unconscious form fell under the light while the angel continued to fight against them, screaming silently for someone to save him. For me. They began to ascend and Castiel fought harder, writhing and squirming in hopes they would lose their grip and drop him. But they chained him now, and his hope was gone. Then they were gone in a light that hurt my eyes.

I shook my head. How the hell was I doing this? What was happening to me? I ran out of the warehouse, not wanting to see the haunting scenario play again.

I needed to go home, like Anna told me to.

By the time I got home it was dark, and the world finally matched how dark I saw the world now. No stars, no moon, nothing. Just black.

I walked into my bedroom, collapsing. I had no tears left, though I wanted to cry desperately. I bit my lip. They had dragged Castiel back to Heaven. To hurt him. Most likely to show the other angels what happened when they disobeyed. I just prayed that they didn't know about us. That would make it so much worse. Maybe I shouldn't pray then.

I heard a loud bang outside. I jumped and stared at the window in the living room that led to the outside, fearing someone had been shot. Or a car had backfired. The first thought was just a reflex of mine. I waited for sirens or a truck to start. I didn't hear either one. I waited, for what I don't know.

Something hit my front door. I stood, another reflex. Something hit my door again. A rap. Just one. I walked toward the door, uneasy. Another rap.

I slowly opened the door, trying to ready myself for whatever this might be. But when I saw the person on the other side I was no longer afraid. I was too happy to be anything else.

"Cas?" I asked. He looked up at me, his face and eyes unreadable. He was leaning slightly on the doorframe and winced when he straightened up. I stepped back when he walked toward me.

"Melissa." Was all he said before he shut the door. I looked at him, waiting for him to say something, anything else. All he did was look at me. And I couldn't take it anymore. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He remained motionless. And I realized at that moment that even though he was here in front of me, I had lost him.