Fallen

Chapter 2

,,You are what?“

,,Human...“

As he said the word human. His eyes flooded with tears. He looked as surprised as I was. Like as he was not used to cry, like it was for the first time. Well who wouldn't cry, right. Being human sucks. Living is hard, exhausting and depressing. And if he was telling the truth about the angels, that means he used to be one. And becoming human after you were some celestial being has to be really confusing. I had to do something to calm him down. I hate to see people cry. But usually when I am trying to cheer somebody up, they end up crying even more. I could hug him. No, that would be awkward. I don't know him, he doesn't know me. And can you even hug an angel? Well, now ex-angel. That sounds weird. He sat on the ground, with his face in his hands. I sat beside him.

,,Hey, calm down. Being human is not that bad.”

,,But all these emotions. They are overwhelming. I am afraid that I could kill myself.”

Damn. My calming abilities were apparently not helping, so I tried to change a subject. ,,I don't even know your name. I am Katherine, you?” He dried his face with a sleeve of his dirty trench coat. The full moon was now right above us so I could see it clearly. He was very handsome. Maybe in his thirties.

,,My name is Castiel. It's nice to meet you Katherine.”

Castiel. What a beautiful name. Name only angel could have. I didn't know why but I felt butterflies in my stomach as he said my name. I looked at my phone. It was 12:32 p.m. And I had at least ten messages from my sister all saying very rude stuff the nicest ones were like: I am gonna kill you. Where are you. I really hate you. You said you'll be here. If I text her that I was sitting by the road with fallen angel who was crying his heart out, she would probably thought that I was crazy. I had no time to text her back. I had to take care about Castiel. I couldn't leave him there. Lost, confused, suicidal. A rumbling coming from his stomach took my attention. ,,Are you hungry?” He touched his stomach in confusion. ,,I suppose my body needs some nutrients. Do you have some food?” I smiled at him and said: ,, No, but I know a place where you can get some even at this time at night.”

,, But I need to find Dean.”

,, I bet he can wait a few hours. Come on, get into my car. It's a 10 minute drive.” He stood up indecisively. We got into the car silently. And here I was again. Getting into my car with total stranger who claims to be an angel. I started something like a conversation to break a silence between us.

,,So, where do you think Dean is now?”

,,He is probably with his brother. They apparently didn't close the gates of Hell. So Sam is dying. They would probably be at the bunker.”

,,What? Didn't close the gates of Hell? Is that even possible?”

,,Yes, but it requires the greatest sacrifice. Sam had to die, but Dean wouldn't let him. So the gates are still open.”

,,And this bunker. Where is it?”

He narrowed his eyes. He was probably trying to remember where it was.

,,Lebanon. Kansas.”

,,Kansas? That is a little bit far from here. How did you get from Kansas to California?”

,, I fell from Heaven. Metatron must have sent me here.”

I was lost. So he was with the other guys, Sam and Dean. Sam and Dean were trying to close the gates of Hell. And what was Castiel doing in Heaven?

,, So you weren't with them when it all happened?”

,,No. I thought I was closing the gates of Heaven.”

,,Whoa! Whoa! That's a lot of closing. So did it work? I mean all angels are now on Earth. Was that what you wanted?”

He looked down in shame.

,,No I had been tricked by Metatron. He used me so he could take revenge on Heaven.”

We arrived at the pub. I took my wallet and got out of the car. He copied everything I did. Immediately as we entered I started to look for my favorite spot at the back of the pub. It was an only seat where you had some privacy. I sat down and Castiel sat right in front of me. I was completely charmed by his eyes. I couldn't help myself so I stared at him for almost a minute and I would definitely stare even longer if a waiter wouldn’t interrupt me.

,,Hello what can I get you?”

,,Castiel what would you like?” I asked him.

,,Coffee please.”

,,You should have something to eat, too. Bring him some sandwich please. And I'll have the pie. Thank you.” As I said the word pie Castiel tilted his head while looking at me. It was like he was scanning me or something. He was like a puppy. Cute lost puppy.

,,So why don't you tell me you're story Castiel?”

,,You would like to know it?”

,,Sure why wouldn't I?

,,It is not very amusing.”

,,Start please.”

And he started. He said something about a fish and that he was not allowed to step on it. He also mentioned some historical events and how Lucifer refused to bow before humans. I have to admit that I didn't really understand everything he had said. He told me how he had met Dean and Sam Winchester and what was the big plan. They saved the planet form a Biblical Apocalypse. And that is good. I really started to like those guys. I didn't really like the part when he absorbed all the souls from Purgatory together with the Leviathans. These things sounded like a real trouble. And I kind of figured out that he and the Winchesters are very good at saving people. And that in this process they tend to die a lot. Then he mentioned some demon Crowley who is the main bad guy. He was the third trial. I don't know what that means but whatever. He was finishing his sandwich when he was talking about the Metatron guy and how he has tricked him. And that was the end. I knew what was coming next. The angels falling and me almost crushing into him with my car.

,,That was very interesting story. You mustn’t have time for any hobbies.”

,,I don't have..hobbies.”

,,Castiel, that was a joke.”

He formed his mouth into a smile. And at that moment he got even more cute. It was three o'clock and I realized how tired I was. But what now? I had two options. Give him some money and let him to his faith or I could help him get to his friends and spice up my life a bit. And my life could use some spicing up. But what am I going to tell my parents. If I told them the truth they would send me to a mad house. I could lie. But what should I tell them. Dear parents I am leaving for a long journey to find the reason of being alive. No. I should say something that would sound more probable. I could say that I found a job in Kansas and that I am leaving immediately. That was better. But first things first.

,, I am going to take you to your friends.” I couldn't believe I said that.

,,Really? Why?”

,,Why? Why not? My life is boring and if what you are saying is true this could get pretty exciting.”

,,So we are leaving then?”

,,No I have to get my stuff and say goodbye to my family.”

He nodded in agreement. I gave the waiter money and we set off to my house. I couldn't believe what was happening.