A/N: This chapter is rated M! Fair warning! If your not into that sort of thing, read until it says 'Start M Rating' and then skip to where it says 'End M Rating'. The end is important for the next chapter, so don't just skip this one because it's rated M!

Chapter Five

Third Person POV

Castiel heard the flutter of wings and then-"What's a Wendigo?" Galteya asked, leaning over the Angel's shoulder to look in John Winchester's old journal. "I'm not sure. I don't remember hearing about them in my lessons, so I thought I'd read up on them." he explained, his eyebrows furrowing in concentration.

"I don't remember ever seeing anything about them in the library. They must've evaded Virgil when he went on his last rounds." she concluded, resting her head on Castiel's shoulder. "Should I ask why Raphael called?" he asked, shutting the journal and leaning back in the chair. Galteya sighed and moved around so she could sit in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"He wanted me to locate Gabriel." she said, her voice clear that she wasn't happy about it. "Did you find him?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer to him.

"Of course. I'm not going to turn him in to Raphael and Michael though. He's in enough trouble for leaving in the first place." she answered, shutting her eyes and resting against the warmth of the younger Angel. "He was at a high-in auction in Los Angeles. He also told me that he ran into you and the Winchester boys a while back. He's still a little upset about the Holy Fire." she explained, laughing a little at the last part.

"That explains the cocktail dress, but..why was he at an auction?" Castiel asked, his voice thick with confusion. Galteya laughed and sat up a little so she could look at him. "This is Gabriel we're talking about. He doesn't need a reason to be somewhere." she declared with a laugh, running a hand through his messy hair.

Castiel shut his eyes and leaned into the grooming. Galteya leaned in and rested her forehead against his, her fingers still combing through his hair.

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"I've missed you." he whispered, unconsciously pulling her closer against him. "You make it sound like we've been apart for nearly a thousand years." she chuckled, bumping her nose against his. "It feels like it." he mumbles, running a hand up her back to stoke where her wings should've been, causing her to shiver. "Don't start something you're not willing to finish." she whispered, closing her eyes.

"Why wouldn't I finish it?" he asked, opening his eyes to look at her in confusion. Galteya laughed and leaned down to gently kiss him, effectively distracting him so she could move them somewhere more comfortable. "Isn't it a little dangerous to be here?" he asked, recognizing Galteya's bedroom in her pocket of Heaven.

"I'm an Archangel, Castiel. No lesser Angel would dare come here without permission and Michael and Raphael are too concerned about the apocalypse to be concerned with a rogue Angel." she told him, removing the trench coat so his wings could unravel from underneath. She gave him that smile; the warm, welcoming one that made him feel like he was truly home despite his betrayal.

"Help me?" she asked, spinning around and moving her hair away from her back and around her wings so he could unzip her cocktail dress. He slowly pulled the zipper down and let the material fall to the floor, watching as she kicked it away.

She quickly spun back around and wrapped her arms around his neck again, pulling him down for a deep kiss. When he pulled away, he began kissing her neck, feeling her pulse flutter underneath the soft surface of her skin. Galteya clutched at him, her body arching to press itself against his as she bent backwards to expose more of her neck to his hungry mouth. It amazed him how she could be so fierce when around others, yet let herself relax and be submissive when they were alone.

"May I?" he murmured, fingering the straps of her bra.

She nodded, her lips brushing against just in front of his ear before she pressed soft kissed down his jaw line. He pushed the flimsy material off her shoulders, unclasped the back, and let the garment fall to the ground. Galteya wrapped one of her arms even tighter around him, the other down his chest to tease the hem of his pants.

"Castiel.." she whispered.

He loved the way she said him name, like he was someone important and not just some Angel of the Lord, someone she treasured.

He helped her in getting rid of the rest of his clothing, her fingers dancing over his skin and sending waves of heat rolling over the surface of his skin, sinking in and filling up his body with burning anticipation.

Bending down, he scooped her up in his arms, bridal style. Galteya laughed, her arms around him tightening. He carried her over to the bed, dropping her down so that she bounced as she landed, still laughing. She tugged at his arms, pulling him to clamber on with her, her smile brighter than the sun.

He stared down at her, his heart swelling at the sight underneath him. The Angel he was told was wrong to love, her face lit up from within with simple joy.

Something must've shown on his face because Galteya's laughter died down, her smile freezing. "Cas?" she asked, her eyes bright and searching. "Is everything all right?"

"Everything's perfect." he assured her with perfect honesty. "You're just..." he reached up to twist a lock of her hair around his forefinger, seeing how the raven color contrasted with his skin. "You're so beautiful." he confessed, opting for honesty.

Galteya swallowed, her eyes moving over his face to look for any sign of teasing or falsehood. Finding none, she smiled again, this one nervous and self-conscious. "And you're gorgeous." she quipped.

He chuckled and kissed her, setting himself between her legs, unable to get enough of the feel of her soft skin and hot, inviting mouth. His hands roamed, feeling the contrast between his rough hands and her smooth, lithe body. Galteya keened into his mouth when he touched her breasts. Perhaps is was his lack of experience, or maybe hers, but Galteya's breasts seemed to be extremely sensitive, more so than Balthazar had advised him when he'd asked for advice. Fortunately, she highly enjoyed it, moaning and whimpering as she clung to him, massaging between his wings.

One of her hands slid downwards, working it's way in between them to seize him. Stroking him a few times to make sure he was ready, she positioned him at her entrance. He used his knee to nudge her legs further apart and carefully thrust himself inside of her. She clenched around him at first, an instinctive reaction that never failed to make him smile, before relaxing.

He moved slowly, but forcefully, keeping the pace steady. Galteya dug her nails into his shoulders, her hips rotating minutely against him, in time with his thrusts. Her mouth was right by his ear as she panted and whispered his name. It started out as a sigh, but quickly escalated into desperate, panting cries that filled the bedroom and his mind, clouding out everything else.

"Galteya..." he asked, hoping she caught his meaning. She nodded. "Almost...so close.." she confirmed.

He wasn't going to last much longer, not with her writhing beneath him. Within a few more thrusts, she gave a hoarse cry, sending his name throughout Heaven. Quickening his thrusts, he finished with a shout that he couldn't have contained even if he wanted to. Once they both got their breath back, he slid out of her and collapsed next to her.

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Slipping his arm underneath her, Castiel pulled Galteya over so she was resting against his chest while he absently ran his fingers through her feathers. They laid there in complete silence until they both fell asleep, happy to be together again.

It wasn't until early the next morning that Castiel heard Dean calling for him. Looking down at the older Angel, he sighed and untangled himself from her. He quickly redressed and wrote a quick note, not wanting to leave her behind completely again, before kissing her lightly on the forehead.

With one last look at the Angel he'd fallen in love with, he made his way down to Earth where the Winchester boys were waiting for him.

A/N: Please R&R and let me know what you think!