MISSIONS

Chapter 8- They Replaced Me

*Castiel's POV*

"His name is Dean," the Angels told him. "He's a hunter from the Winchester bloodline."

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Castiel's wound healed fairly quickly. He spent the rest of the weekend trying to figure out what he should say to Dean. He did what always did when he didn't know what to do: he paced around the room.

On Saturday, Castiel lay on the unslept-in bed and thought.

"Dean, yes, I know I was at the vampire's lair and..." He decided not to use that method.

Cas tried to think of how the day would go;

"Jimmy," Dean would say.

Cas would shake his head, silently trying to stop him from mentioning it in public.

"We really need to talk," Dean would whisper, coming closer.

Cas wondered if Dean's brother, Sam, would know about what had happened.

Cas would shake his head again. The first bell would ring and Cas would go to class.

That could be how things went, Cas thought, but Dean probably wouldn't leave this alone. Cas considered only for a short second to tell Dean that he was an angel. But that option wouldn't work out very well. Castiel tried to imagine what Dean would say:

" Dean, there is something I should probably tell you," Cas would say, trying to get Dean away from a crowd.

"Jimmy, what the hell happened on Friday? How'd you know... vampires... beheading... how?" Dean would question frantically, looking nearly out of his mind with confusion.

"I knew because I'm an angel of the Lord," Cas would answer. Dean would give him a suspicious look.

"That's very funny, but seriously. And how'd you kill all those vamps in less than a minute without beheading them?"

"Dean, I am being serious."

Cas snapped out of the day dream. He hadn't realized it, but it was Sunday morning. Castiel looked at his room for the first time in the last 24 hours. It was a mess all of a sudden, which was saying something as he didn't use much stuff. As Cas was in no mood to organize, he sat on his bed and thought.

I could always just avoid him, Cas thought. But he found it unlikely that dean would leave him alone.

Castiel decided to visit Heaven for a while. He stood up and walked out of the apartment. He knew exactly where the park that had the entrance to heaven should be. He teleported there and said the summoning words. Holy light enveloped in smoke filtered out of the port hole.

Castiel took one step forward. Another and he would have been one foot in Heaven. When he tried, he was rebounded back into the gravel, falling on his back. Looking around, he saw a girl staring at him.

"Uh...." Cas stood up. The girl approached, and in the dying sunlight, her skin was illuminated by the light of Heaven. The light of home.

"Castiel," she said, "you were given your orders. Do not try to find your way back in. Your spot has been replaced."

Cas laid there, dumbstruck.

"My spot..." he said quietly. They replaced me?

The light died out and the girl looked down at him for a minute before giggling and running back to her bench.