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Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but here it is.

I hope you like this chapter.

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Sam's POV

Seraphina seems very excited to meet Castiel, but she also looks distant and shocked.

Not surprising, she just lost her dad and now she finds out she has an uncle she never knew about.

I walk over to her and sit down next to her.

"Do you think Castiel knows about me? Do you think my dad might have told him about me?" she asks, its weird thinking of Gabriel as a father, even weirder thinking of Castiel as an uncle.

I dont think Gabriel told Castiel about Seraphina, I'm sure if he did Castiel would have told us or at least Dean, it's strange how close they are sometimes.

"Honestly, no, if he did I am sure he would have told me and Dean about you, but then again Castiel isn't exactly talkative" I tell her.

"So he is an angel like my dad?" she asks.

"Yeah he is" I reply.

"Do you think he'll like me?" she asks, looking nervous about meeting Castiel.

"I dont see why he wouldn't, but Castiel doesn't talk a lot so dont take it personally if he just stares at you silently" I advise her.

"Thanks" she says.

Seraphina's POV

I am really nervous, I am looking forward to meeting my uncle, sure, but what if he doesn't like me, Sam says he will and I hope he's right.

I'm kind of on the lookout for Castiel, because Sam and Dean say that he just flashes in randomly.

While I wait for Castiel to drop in I might just wonder and find my new room.

"I'm just going to wonder around, where is it I'm staying?" I ask Sam, standing up.

"It is the room just down the hall there, third door on the left" he tells me, pointing in the direction he is talking about.

"Thanks" I say, before running down the hall.

Ok, third door on the left, oh, there it is.

I open the door and step inside.

The room is very spacious, it has grey concrete walls and a stone floor with a small black rug, there is a big chest at the end of the white single bed, there is a desk beside the bed, there is an empty book case near the door, there is a TV on a small cupboard at the end of the room and there is a wardrobe near to it.

I put my bag on the bed and take out my clothes, my laptop, my books (my journal, art books, reading books and notebooks), I take my phone out, my hunter kit, my makeup and my hair stuff out.

I have a collection of knifes as well that I arrange on the desk in a neat order according to size, to keep me busy.

I then put my make up on the desk too along with my laptop and my phone, I put my hunter kit and my hair stuff on the shelf underneath the desk.

I grab my books and set them down in the book case, all except my journal, I take that and lay on the bed, grabbing a pen from my bag.

Opening my book I look at the first page in my journal, its black with silver cobwebs, a picture of an angel in the middle and there is white writing that says '-To my angel Sierra, love dad X-', Sierra is a nickname my dad gave me, I'm never gonna hear him call me that again, I really miss him.

I dont realise I am crying until I see a couple tears splash on the page.

I jump and drop my pen when I suddenly see a man in a trench coat appear in front of me.

"Are you Castiel?" I ask, remembering what the guys told me about Castiel flashing into places randomly, without warning.

"Why are you crying?" he asks me in a deep, level voice, ignoring my question.

"You didn't answer my question, answer it and I'll answer yours" I tell him.

"Yes, I am Castiel, angel of the lord" he says answering my question.

"Why are you crying?" he asks again.

"I recently found out that my dad is dead and I really miss him" I say, deciding to trust him, because he is my uncle.

"I offer my condolences" he says.

"Thanks" I say quietly.

"Sam and Dean called me here, do you happen to know a Seraphina by any chance?" he asks me.

"That's me, Seraphina Evangeline Loki, some people call me Eve or Angel, my dad used to call me Sierra" I say, saying the last bit sadly.

"Sam and Dean told me you had something to tell me" he says, did they now? I dont get why they didn't just tell him themselves.

"Yes, Gabriel is my father, you are my uncle" I tell him, looking down at my hands and the book in them.

"Gabriel never told me about you" he says simply.

"Yeah well, he never told me about you either" I tell him.

Ok, that is it for.

I am sorry it was so short, but I hope you liked it and enjoyed reading it anyway.

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