Third Person
“I’m Hannah,” Hannah introduced herself “that’s Izzy,” She nodded to Izzy “And Erin,” She introduced the other two girls while Dean started to apply pressure to Erin’s arm.

“Nice to meet you ladies,” Dean smirked “You were just attacked my werewolves,” He told them “Welcome to our world,”
Erin turned to look at him and laughed.

“Don’t be stupid,” She said in disbelief and Dean laughed.

Dean knew that nobody ever believed what he was saying at first, it was a lot to take in after just being attacked.

“You aren’t kidding,” Izzy said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper as she stared at Dean with a blank expression “I can see it on your face… this is real?” She asked “Like, all the crazy stories and monsters and such?”

Erin sighed slowly and looked around everyone, taking in the stranger holding a towel to her bloody arm, the dirty looking dude almost just in the background and the guy in the trench coat with the confused look on his face and his head tilted to the side as he watched Hannah.

Izzy seemed to be muttering to herself, trying to take all of the information in, and Hannah was looking mainly at the ground, but kept glancing up at Castiel, seeing that he was already looking at her, and looking back to the ground immediately. Erin smirked to herself, remembering that Hannah was never all that good with men, she’d had one boyfriend her whole life and that didn’t end well, and she hadn’t been with anyone since she moved out here years ago either. But, it was hard to tell what Castiel was thinking by the look on his face, it was hard to say whether it was good or bad.

“Yes,” Dean nodded “It’s all real,”

The sound that slipped from Hannah’s lips was something between a whimper and a strangled cry for… help?

“You have got to be kidding me,” She groaned, placing her hands on her knees and bending over, suddenly finding it difficult to breathe “I thought we were doing this to get away from all of the crazy,” She whimpered, looking up at Izzy with a pleading look in
her eyes. Izzy stepped over to Hannah and rubbed her back soothingly.

“Are you alright?” Castiel asked, with his low, gruff voice as he took a step towards Hannah.

“Am I alright?” Hannah asked in a disbelieving whisper.

“I… do not know, hence why I’m asking,”

“No I am not alright!” She snapped, standing up straight suddenly “Something just attacked us in there-“

“Werewolves,” He cut her off.

“Something,” She repeated “attacked us in there, and then three complete strangers save our asses and tell us it was werewolves, that everything I have ever read about, everything I have ever seen in a movie, is all totally real!”

“I did not mean to upset you,” Castiel said, trying to calm the hysterical woman before him. She was starting to worry him, scare him even.

“It’s alright,” Izzy said as Hannah doubled back over, holding onto her knees again and focusing on her breathing “She isn’t so good
with big news being thrown at her suddenly,” She looked at Dean “If you knew her then you would have known you need to tell her things slowly,”

“This is going to need stitches,” Dean told Erin, pulling the towel off of her arm to check that the bleeding was slowing, which it was.

“Shit,” Erin cursed, looking from Dean to her friends “Do we have the money to spare for the hospital bill?” She asked, pulling herself from Dean, tossing him the towel and walking over to talk with the girls.

“Of course we have enough,” Izzy said “I put money aside in case of an emergency, like rushing off to the hospital,”

“There’s no need for that,” Dean said, pulling his wallet from his jacket and pulling out a credit card and handed it to Erin “Take this, get yourself to the hospital and get them to fix you up, I’d offer to do it myself but honestly, I don’t think I want you calling me out on stuff all night,”

Dean couldn’t deny that Erin was a beautiful woman, but he knew that she was tough, he already saw that in her, she was just caught off guard tonight, but she was perfectly capable of kicking his ass if he bugged her too much.

“This isn’t even in your name,” She pointed out, holding the card up to get a better look at the information on it “Who did you steal this from?” She asked, flipping it at him so that it hit him in the chest, but he caught it.

“I didn’t steal it,” He almost growled at her “Being a hunter you do what you can to have money to pay for food, gas and motel rooms, credit card fraud is the easiest thing to do,”

“Alright,” Charles butted in “There’s no need for arguments or credit card fraud tonight, why don’t you girls follow us back to my place and we can get you fixed up and fed and anything else you want,”
~~~~
Castiel
Dean was driving the Impala behind Charles’ truck and the girls were following us in their car.

I always hated riding in the car, but I didn’t know where Charles lived so I had no choice but to ride with Dean.

The girls were following us back to Charles’ house so that Erin could get her arm stitched up, and I hoped that I would be able to talk to Hannah alone, there was something about her that was drawing me to her… when I saw her, she seemed to be glowing, but neither of the other girls were and it confused me more than humanity ever could. I was going to have to look into it and find out what it was all about.

We pulled up outside Charles’ house which was some kind of run down little place out in the middle of nowhere, but I’m not one to judge, so I kept my mouth shut and guided the girls inside, watching Hannah and her glow some more as she guided Erin inside by her uninjured arm.

“In here, Erin.” Dean grumbled, walking into the living room.

“You gonna be okay?” Hannah asked.

“I’ll take Iz with me,” Erin chuckled, patting Hannah’s hand “I know you’re not so good with this kind of thing,”

“I’ll be…” She trailed off and looked around the house “Around, just yell if you need me,”

Erin nodded and unlinked her arm from Hannah’s and walked into the living room, taking the other girl, Izzy, with her.

She looked down to the ground for a moment, seemingly unaware of my presence, but when I cleared my throat a little, she turned
around to look at me with a smile on her face.

“You been here before?” She asked, her Scottish accent thick and strong.

“No,” I answered simply “Dean and I just got into town today, actually.”

“Cool,” She nodded; taking a few steps across the hallway and sitting on the staircase, third step from the bottom “Us too,” She smiled a small smile up at me and moved over and patted the space beside her, gesturing for me to sit down next to her.

“What were you girls doing at the warehouse?” I asked, sitting down next to her.

She sighed slowly and shrugged, looking from down at her long fingers back up to me.

“Izzy overheard some people talking back at the hotel we’re staying at, she heard them saying something about an old abandoned warehouse and how it was the creepiest thing ever… or something like that,”

“So, why did you go along?” I asked “Surely if someone else thinks it’s the ‘scariest thing ever’ then you would be smart enough not to go along,”

“I guess we’re not all that smart,” She chuckled, looking back down at her hands as the picked at a loose thread on her jeans “We
had nothing better to do and sometimes our adventurous sides get the better of us, we’re sort of adrenaline junkies and I’ve been into abandoned buildings since I was a kid,”

“Well that’s a strange hobby,” I stated “But maybe you girls ought to be more careful with where you go at night,”

“I won’t be checking out any more abandoned buildings, not after the night I’ve had,” She chuckled.

I didn’t say anything, and neither did she, but while she wasn’t looking at me, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

We sat there for a few minutes just listening to the voices in the living room, Erin scolding Dean every now and then when he hurt her arm, and Izzy talking to Charles about the werewolves we saved them from tonight.

“What?” She asked suddenly, looking over at me, a blush creeping up her neck and settling on her cheeks.

“I’m sorry?”

“You’re staring at me,” She pointed out “Do I have something on my face?” She asked.

“Other than a blush, no, nothing,”

“Oh,” She giggled, looking up the stairs and covering her mouth with her hand while she blushed even harder, she then couldn’t
stop giggling and hid her face in her hands completely and let her body shake with giggles.

“That is… the sweetest sound I’ve heard in a long time,” I smiled, I couldn’t help smiling at her, she was adorable and her glow
seemed to be stronger.

I wanted to get to know her, I wanted to watch over her and make sure that no harm would ever come over her. I want to spend days and days on end with her, making her giggle and blush, making her happy and gladly wiping away her tears if she were ever sad, and maybe… one day I would like to kiss her perfectly pouty lips, but not the way that the pizza man does it, just the way that
Hannah would like, soft and slow and-.

“Castiel?” Hannah spoke, her voice snapping me from my thoughts “Where’d you go?” She asked when she realised that I was paying attention again.

“I was… daydreaming,” I told her once I remembered what humans called it “And you can call me ‘Cas’,”

“Alright,” She giggled “Cas,” She smiled slowly and I couldn’t help but smile back “So tell me,” She cleared her throat and turned herself to face me ever so slightly “If werewolves are real, what else is real?”

“Everything,” I told her simply “Werewolves, vampires, leviathans, witches, demons, the horsemen-“

“The Horsemen?” She choked out “Like, the four horsemen of the apocalypse?”

“Yeah,”

“Oh God,” She groaned, dropping her head into her hands “I bet none of this would be happening if I still lived with my parents,”

“There are monsters all over the world, Hannah,” I told her “In fact, the King of Hell was Scottish when he was alive, but now he’s English,”

“The King of Hell?” She asked “As in… Lucifer?” His name came out as a whisper, and I couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped from my lips.

“No, the King of Hell is Crowley,”

“Oh,” She sighed “Well, I guess that makes me feel a little better,”
~~~~
Hannah
Castiel and I stayed on the stairs for a while, I don’t know how long exactly, but it felt like forever because we weren’t talking about much.

I was scared to talk to him, worried that I might embarrass myself in front of a cute guy by saying something stupid, so I kept myself quiet and spoke when he spoke to me, but now he wasn’t saying anything and he hasn’t for the past ten minutes at least, but he is staring at me. I knew he was staring at me because whenever I tried to steal a glance at him, I met his gaze and quickly looked away from him.

I couldn’t help wanting to look at him though.

He was… pretty, stunning actually. His hair was perfectly dishevelled, his lips were pouty and looked completely kissable and his eyes were amazingly blue and I could stare into them for hours… if I wasn’t so shy and awkward.

“You’re different,” He finally spoke again, his tone seemingly a little nervous.

“What do you mean?” I asked, feeling myself blush again.

“I’ve been watching humanity my whole life, and not once have I come across someone like you,”
I frowned at what he said, what an odd thing to say… what was with this guy.

“What is it with you?” I asked suddenly “You have a weird name, you talk funny and you have a staring problem,”

“My name is not weird,” He defended, frowning and cocking his head to the side “My brothers and I all have similar names, my sisters too, and okay, I may not have worked out how to speak like everyone else, I speak in full sentences, I use correct words,” I frowned at her “and I do not have a staring problem, I just happen to think you’re very-“

“Hannah,”

Our heads both snapped over to the living room door where Izzy was sticking her head out into the hallway.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“We’re all ready to go in here, but she’s a little out of it so could you give me a hand to the car with her?”

“Sure,” I smiled, jumping down the steps and hurrying away from Cas, into the living room.

I found Erin on the couch, slouched forward with her head in her hands.

“How is she so out of it?” I asked.

“Alcohol and painkillers were used to numb the pain,” Dean told me.

“You realise you’re not supposed to do that, right?” I asked, turning to him.

“Mix painkillers and alcohol?” I nodded “Well she wasn’t relaxing fast enough for me to stitch her,”

“Well, thanks so much anyway,” I thanked him “For everything you all did tonight,”

“No problem,” He smiled with a nod “Just, keeps yourselves out of trouble so we don’t have to come and save your asses again,”
~~~~
Izzy drove us back to the hotel while Erin slept in the back seat and I sat up front.

When we got back to our rooms, the sun was starting to come up, but I wasn’t tired in the slightest so I pulled out my laptop and sat
on the middle of my bed and started researching some supernatural things.

I found myself on a typical Wikipedia page so I could be completely sure that the information was completely reliable, but I read what I could find anyway. Certain pages linked me to other pages and once I found myself reading about demons, I found a link to a page about angels.

I clicked on the tab that said ‘Angels by Name’ and up popped a list of all of the names of the angels.

Gabriel, Lucifer, Balthazar, Raphael, Castiel…

CASTIEL?!

“Oh my God…” I whispered to myself, staring at his name on the screen “He’s an angel?”

Of course he’s an angel. That explains so much, and it’s just my luck.

Notes

Sorry that this doesn't have any A7X in it, but there will be plenty of more to come.

Things are really starting to build now!
More to come from my gorgeous co-writer, elovebakervengeance <3

~ LMV