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Here is chapter nine just like I promised! Read and Review! Thanks Dodger! And I do not own supernatural or the characters only Marie!

Castiel sat himself down on a bench in the very same park he had first met Marie. This was the place where he had claimed her as his, but had only come to realize it after she had met up with the Winchesters, more importantly Dean.

"But she isn't here. She is with Dean." The new sensation of sadness washed over him. Waves of new things, emotions, sensations have been passing through him since his resurrection. He didn't understand or know what any of it meant and that would always bring on frustration.

Though it would be easy and very human like for him to pass blame onto someone else with concerns of Marie, he could not. He was to blame, rejecting her offer to himself. Him unable to give her what she wanted or uphold his promise to her that he had made in this park so long ago. All she wanted was to be safe and warm all her like and now she had found that in Dean; his charge would be able to do that.

He would be lower than what he already is if he took that from her. He already caused so much pain by being foolish in leaving that damn feather! He had brought this onto her! Him! He is or rather was an Angel of the Lord, he should not be feeling these things. Frustration swelled inside him when he tried to understand what his father's plains were.

A child ran past Castiel giggling and shrieking as the pouring rain surprised him. It pulled Castiel immediately from his thoughts; he hadn't noticed the rain. He raised his hand out and watched the liquid splashing against it. It hadn't felt like this before. He rubbed his forefinger and thumb together "Well that's interesting" he thought.

"Oh don't be so overdramatic brother!" Scolded Anna rather harshly as she appeared next to him on the bench. His eyes widened at the sight of her. Anna's face split into a grin. "Clearly I exceed your expectations. You should know I have many tricks up my sleeves little brother."

"What do you want Anna?" Castiel asked hoarsely starring off into the park once more. He had several questions to ask but the struggling Angel on the inside kept them at bay.

Anna sighed with exasperation. "Angels and men are apparently not that different from one another." Castiel looked at his sister quizzically. She rolled her eyes before continuing. "Here's a thought, why don't you just talk to her? Tell her what happened, what they did to you. She is still yours brother. You made sure of that when you have her your feather."

"The only thing I ever gave her was more hardship and pain. She should've just left the damn thing on the ground." He muttered the last bit.

Anna smacked Castiel on the back of his head. "Do you not see little brother? She could not leave the feather behind even if she wanted to! It is not just evil that is drawn to an angel's fallen feather." She extended her arm rigidly and pushed her fingers through his in an effort comfort him.

Castiel flinched away from her hand, not being used to affectionate touches. Anna smiled sadly as she brought her hand back. "I am not stupid Castiel. You do not mean that. If you really did, then your feather would not continue to fall."

"They fall because my grace is fading, because I doubt. Not because of some human girl." Castiel snapped back looking away from her to try and find some equilibrium in her presences and words were being said.

"Castiel, as someone who has been where you are, it is natural, what you are feeling. Just…try and explain to her before you really loose her. She will probably surprise you." Before Castiel could reply he heard Anna's wings announcing her departure; leaving him once again alone in the park.

Marie woke up to feeling refreshed and a little bit sore. Grinning to herself, she pulled the blanket closer to her and curled more into Dean's body. As her mind began to fully awake her grin slowly faded. Everything was getting so out of hand. She didn't know what she was going to do! She had too many thoughts going through her mind and all she wanted was the bliss she had felt before falling asleep.

Her thoughts were interrupted as Dean woke up. Smiling lazily at her. "Mornin." He stretched out. Marie smiled and snuggled into Dean even further. "I could get used to this." He stated, releasing a warm chuckle, brushing his kips against her forehead lightly. "What time is it?" He asked finally, trying to shake the last bit of sleep from his eyes.

"Don't know and don't care." Marie replied and Dean's smile grew bigger as she swung her leg over his waist. She was defiantly waking something up. "Want to stay and sleep." She grumbled.

"Tempting…" He began, stoking her leg. "But we probably should get up. There's a lot we have to figure out." And just like that the apocalypse came crashing into their room.

"Your right." She agreed. She retracted her leg and he had half-a-mind to grip to keep it there.

Sighing heavily Dean rolled out of the bed slowly. He looked over as Marie followed his example and saw her flinch ever so slightly. "You okay?" He asked softly, moving around the bed to her.

Marie could feel the blush rising in her cheeks. "Well its supposed to hurt at first right?" She mumbled, looking down at the floor. Avoiding Dean's eyes as much as possible. If she had looked, she would have seen them wide with shock.

"You mean… you never… until…" Asked dean struggling to find the right words.

"No… it that okay?" Asked Marie suddenly worried. She wanted this morning back.

"Yeah! Of course its okay," Dean encouraged placing one hand on her shoulder and the other pushing her chin up to face him.

"Its… just… you sure?" Marie smiled and chuckled.

"Little late for second thoughts guessing now, don't you think?"

"Not what I meant." He muttered. "Its…supposed to be special… a big deal.. I mean…"

"Dean! Shut up. It was special... I am happy with my choice." Marie states each word clearly and watched his facial reactions.

"Right. I know…"

"Good. So what's the problem?"

"No…no problem, just… you okay?" Dean huffed finally.

"Nothing a nice hot shower can't fix." With that, an evil smirk spread across her face and without a warning she dashed across the room towards the bathroom discarding the sheet and leaving Dean behind. She popped her head out of the bathroom and winked at Dean's stunned form. He smirked back at her slowly and was about to follow before a knock interrupted him. Groaning, Dean walked over and threw it open.

"Dude! You can't even get dressed to open the door now?" Came Sam's sudden complaint and Dean was very lucky it wasn't Bobby.

"Whatever, be grateful I don't sleep in the nude on a regular basis. What do you want?"

"Cas is downstairs, and Bobby wants to figure some game plan out of this… mess." Sam explained, not looking Dean in the eye for the last bit.

Dean snorted and nodded, telling his brother that they would be down shortly. Walking over to the bathroom he found Marie still in the shower. Joining her they were finished quickly, Dean explaining the rush to her.