"What do you mean, she can resurrect angels?" The three of them had gathered in the reading room, sitting by the table with books and newspapers splayed out. It seemed like Dean had caught scent of a case, which he had been researching while Sam helped Amy get comfortable in Kevin's old room. Getting comfortable apparently meant filling the room with as many books as the brothers would allow her to take.

"I mean exactly what I said. Unicorns are able to resurrect angels." Dean put down his burger with a bewildered scowl, peering up at Castiel. "But why?"

"God works in mysterious ways."

"That's not good enough Cas."

"How am I to know what was in God's mind when he created the unicorns? I was made not to question his work, remember?" Dean huffed out a 'yeah yeah' as he picked up his burger again, biting into it.

"Anyway," the angel wished to get away from the subject of his Father as soon as possible. "with her on whichever side of the war, that side would lead a battle which they are certain to win." That, was truly not a good thing. They did wish to stop the war in general to avoid any more bloodspill, and having one faction slaughter the other ones with no fear of death.. It would be a bloodbath like none had ever seen before. All subtlety would be lost and this still somewhat tame war would turn into something that would sully the names of angels for eternity. Humans already had a bad reputation of slaughtering each other, the last thing the world needs is angels doing the exact same thing. The war of the angels would leak out into the human society, religious warfare would heat up again, and soon there would be nothing but death.

It was an apocalyptic scenario in its own right.

The three of them remained silent for some time. While it was a good thing that they now had a nuke in their hands, it would prove catastrophic if it slipped out of theirs and into the hands of the enemy. One could argue that Amy was not even on their side, since they had yet to tell about the situation.

"Why did she even agree to come with us?" Sam looked as though he had just realized how strange it was for a girl to so willingly come with complete strangers. In fact, there were a few things that had been.. Beyond odd. She had not fought back in the least when Dean pushed her up against the wall, and she had let Castiel examine her without even as much as a comment. When tied up, not once had she asked them to release her, and when they asked her to come with them because it was important that she did, she had not even asked to go back to her home before they left. Castiel cleared his throat lightly, looking down as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

"It might be because she is under the impression that you are my servants."

"What?!" Dean blurted out with the rest of his burger only partially chewed in his mouth. Quickly washing it down with beer, he swallowed and leaned over the table, glaring at the angel, who was skilfully avoiding eye contact.

"She thinks we're what?!"

"My servants, but, there is a logical explanation." Castiel tried, but Dean just frowned.

"Really, servants? Fucking hell."

"I did not tell her that you are! Dean, listen to me. Angels are above unicorns in rank, naturally. She knew you were connected to me, as I had met with her earlier." Dean and Sam raised their eyebrows, throwing a quick glance at each other before looking back at Castiel.

"I told you I was going to do some research. When I had sufficient proof that it was a unicorn in the town, I decided to find her."

"Without us?" Castiel sucked in a deep breath to speak.

"I did not meet her for particularly long. I showed up by her, told her she should not be alarmed if two men, I gave quite accurate descriptions it seems, approaches her. Then I left. However, she is a holy being, and she most likely knew at once that I am an angel. Which makes you.." He motioned towards the brothers with a sad look, as though he was too ashamed to say it out loud.

"Your manservants?"

"So.. Because she knew we were coming, and you were the one who told her about it, she thought you had sent us there, and that we're under your command?" Sam raised his eyebrows, looking over at him with a slightly less confused expression. Castiel gave a firm nod.

"Yes."

"So tell her we're not under your command!" Dean gestured towards Castiel. He had been through enough times where people tried to boss them around, and now their friend was posing as some kind of commander? He wasn't having any of it. Castiel heaved a sigh and gave Dean a nod, scowling as he vanished.

It had been nice, having someone's trust like that again. Amy hadn't questioned him; she had not even looked slightly uncomfortable. It was almost as back in the old days, when he was the leader of the garrison. Although now he hadn't been the leader of a large group of skilful and trained angels, but an oblivious unicorn. None the less, he had enjoyed it.

It felt as though the boys all too often forgot where he came from. He was an angel of the lord, not their errand boy they could send out and call whenever they liked. At least that was how it was before. As much as he disliked admitting it, his time with the Winchesters had made him partial to them, and for some reason, that particular emotion caused him to want to be there for them. He enjoyed being useful, and he truly enjoyed it when they appreciated him.

Amy looked up from her book as Castiel appeared by the foot of the bed, and she wriggled to sit up more straight with a smile, her legs sprawled out on the bed.

"Hello."

"Yes, hi.." There was a hesitation in his voice but he then shook it off. "I am afraid that there has been a misunderstanding. Sam and Dean are not, my manservants." Amy blinked and tipped her head to the side with a confused look in her eyes.

"Then why would you know of their arrival?"

"I am their friend. I simply did not wish for you, or them, to get injured during your first encounter. They mean well, and their intentions are pure, but.." Castiel let out a slight chuckle with the tiniest of smiles as he cocked his head a bit. "Well, they can be fairly ungraceful with their approach."

"Huh." Amy looked up at the angel, sitting there in silence for a few moments before smiling. "I didn't know it was allowed for angels to be friends with humans! I am glad the rules have changed."

"I am not certain that the rules have changed, but rules are... Not present at this time." That smile on her lips faded away as she tried to make sense of what the other had just said. The rules of God and heaven weren't present? She had never heard of such a thing. Then again, she had been raised in peace until her parents decided that they had stayed on this earth for long enough, and passed on to join and frolic among the many souls in heaven.

"I thought heaven was kind of big on rules."

"Oh, heaven was big on rules, then.." He swallowed dryly and sucked in a deep breath. "Then I broke them, and many other angels followed my lead. It was a difficult time for all of us.. And it still is." Amy shook her head with a frown, moving to stand up on the bed.

"I don't get it. Why would you go against our Father?"

"I did not rebel against our Father, I rebelled against the angels which ruled after his departure."

"He's gone? This is not what I was taught by my parents." Castiel raised his eyebrows as he looked at her. "So you are a second generation?" She nodded, running a hand over her hair.

"Yes, I am. My parents created me as their legacy. They have returned to heaven since my birth." Castiel gave a nod, a slight smile making his lips twitch. "They will be happy there." Amy sat back down on the bed, looking up at Castiel expectantly.

"I would like to know what is going on. Obviously, it's not at all as peaceful as I was lead to believe." Patting the bed, she urged the other to sit down, which he somewhat reluctantly did.

"It is a difficult story to explain." Castiel's voice dragged on a sigh, his gaze lowering. It was not a story he could shorten down if it was to be told. The girl simply poked a finger against his shoulder with a smile.

"Well, we've sort of got all time in the world."

It took a long time to explain it all, from his first arrival to earth, to them putting a stop to the apocalypse, to the leviathans and eventually, to the current war that was going on down on earth, with angels murdering each other for power. He spoke of all the people that lost their lives in the battles, of all the sacrifices they all had made in an attempt to keep the peace. How they had been tricked and lied to, and then done the same to each other, but he did leave out quite a few details. Everything was explained in batches, the general story without the vital details that could prove useful for the enemy, in case she got captured. It was a scenario he would fight to avoid, but he had to remain realistic about what could happen.

"So you wish for me to stay here so that the angels don't get hold of me?" Castiel gave her a firm nod, and she leaned back against the wall, hugging her knees to her chest, thinking about her possible options.

"We also need to keep you safe from demons. Crowley is cruel, but he is smart, and you would be useful in any bargains he attempts to strike with the angels." Heaving an exaggerated sigh, Amy threw up her hands.

"It's so complicated! I am just, a unicorn. There's plenty of stronger creatures out there that would be of far more use." Castiel shook his head.

"Not in this war. This is a war of angels, and you have the ability to resurrect them. That is what makes you so desirable, should they realize that you exist." Lifting a foot, she pressed it against his shoulder. He made no protest, simply swayed from side to side as she put on more and released the pressure on his shoulder.

"So, they don't know that I do exist?"

"No, but it is only a matter of time before they find out. Healing that woman, who was sure to die in the presence of many, was a signal out to the rest of the world that there was something good in that town." Amy frowned slightly, looking down.

"I suppose finding a stabbed, dead vampire isn't going to make them lose interest.."

"No." He did feel unhappy with the fact that they had to deprive the unicorn of her complete freedom, but there was little else they could do. It was essential to keep her out of their enemies' arsenal.

"Do not worry, Amy. We will protect you." Glancing up at him, she smiled slightly. "Thank you, Castiel." It was odd to think that she had been dragged into something so huge. Technically she wasn't even a part of it yet, but according to Castiel, it was simply a matter of time. Only two days ago she had been in her home, reading books about monsters and rituals, never having met any in her whole life. And in just two days, she had killed a vampire, met two hunters, as well as an angel. She had spoken to an angel of the lord, something that her parents had feared their entire lives. After all, it was an angel who let darkness into the world, and another angel who had caused them to scatter across the globe.

Castiel got up, gave her a nod and then vanished. Picking up her book, she sighed softly with a smile, looking down at the pages. Life as a hunter was so dramatically different to what she had imagined, at least as far as she could tell. They were not heroes; they were human. Humans who struggled and clawed their way through life while leaving corpses in their wake. Human who cared about the fate of the world, who cared about each other, in a way that she was uncertain she would ever comprehend.

However, it seemed like her peaceful way of life was over. She was painfully aware of all the misery in the world, the battles that were being fought, and while she could not see herself joining the actual battle..

She would do her best to be of use.