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Katie sat on the edge of her bed scrolling through the endless blog posts on Tumblr, waiting, wishing, and praying that her awkward angel would somehow make it out of episode seventeen alive and unharmed.

Several posts went by of angst filled Destiel and it made her heart hurt. Like, really, really hurt. She sighed and turned her head to the right ever so slightly so she could stare at her carefully placed posters of Dean and Castiel scattered across her wall that looked like they were staring at each other. It helped a little seeing the "loving looks" they were sharing with one another and she went back to scrolling.

Several moments of silence passed by and she thought she heard the flutter of wings. "Impossible!" She exclaimed, standing from her bed and pulling back one of the horrid looking curtains placed over her windows. She saw nothing. "I've really gone crazy." She muttered to herself before falling back onto her twin bed and pulling her lap top named Castiel into her lap.

Another moment went by and she heard a knock on her front door. Katie raised her eyes from the screen and padded into her kitchen, grabbing the sharpest knife she could find before unlocking the door and peaking out through a slit. Standing there, separated by only a thin screen door was a dark haired man with bright blue eyes in a dirty trench coat. "This is impossible." She whispered before thrusting a shaky hand forward and opening the door.

"Hello," the man in the trench coat said, shooting her an awkward smile.

She was half in shock. Katie folded her arms and leaned against the storm door. "Okay. Who are you?" She sighed, staring him down.

"I am Castiel. I am an angel of the lord." He replied.

Katie shook her head. "Castiel isn't real." She said, which caused her heart to hurt again.

The man furrowed his brows. "Well, I'm standing here, aren't I?"

She stared him down cautiously. "Who put you up to this?"

The man who claimed to be Castiel closed his eyes, sighed, and flashed his wings in front of her.

Katie almost lost her balance. "It's impossible." She gasped.

"No." He said.

"Cas... we've been so worried about you!" She exclaimed, opening the door a little wider and welcoming him inside. He accepted and stepped into the small living area. Before anything else could be said, Katie shut the doors and threw her arms around the angel. "DON'T EVER LEAVE US AGAIN!" She cried, unable to control the volume of her voice.

Castiel was very confused and a bit scared by the attack, but awkwardly patted her on the back. "Why are you crying?" He asked, noticing her shoulders were shaking violently.

"Be-because.. You an-and Dean... and dead—-" she chocked out before another sob rippled through her chest. She tightened her grip around his waist and sniffed.

"Are you okay?" He asked, taking her by the shoulders and pushing her back. All she could do was nod.

"Cas... we've been so worried about you." She wiped her eyes; embarrassed at her sudden rush of emotion. "OH MY GOD! SPEAKING OF YOU!!! COME WITH ME!" She grabbed the angel by the hand and dragged him down the small hallway that led to her room. Inside, Castiel basically saw a shrine dedicated to himself and Dean.

"How.... How did you come by all of these photos?" He asked, wondering what kind of power the girl possessed.

She shrugged. "I'm a dedicated fan." The other nodded before picking up a t-shirt which read Some Winchesters marry their sexually indifferent angels; get over it! "Don't... touch that." She trailed off, her cheeks flushing with color. "Cas... how'd you get here?" She asked, scooting over several inches to cover up a collage of suggestive fanart that had been printed off her computer the weekend before.