Star-Crossed (Completed)

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Nadia's pov

Dean and I were getting ready to find Sam. We are waiting for the famous Castiel.

I've been wanting to meet Castiel for a long time. I got dressed in leather pants, cropped top and black/blue flannel with a leather jacket.

"Looking good, Nadia," Dean said in a Chico voice. "Chico impression. Thanks, Dean," I said, smiling.

"I'd love to get you out of that," he said, in a flirty tone. "Oh, Dean Winchester, you are a dirty perv," I said, kissing his cheek.

He smiles softly, kissing me deeply. He packs up his bag with weapons.

I got my father's blade sharpened. I hear sounds of flapping. "Hello Dean," Castiel said.

We looked over. "Cas. Look at you, all suited up and back in the game," Dean said.

"So this is famous Castiel?" I asked. "Yes. Cas, meet Nadia. Nadia, this is Castiel," Dean said.

"I thought he would be taller," I said.
Dean chuckled softly.

"Nice to meet you, Nadia. Dean told me that you're a Cambion, a good one and your father is an Incubus," Cas said.

"Yes, Kivon," I said. "It's nice meeting you finally. Dean talks about you constantly," Cas said, in his tone.

I nod, smiling as I put my blade to my boot. "So I came as soon as you called. I was," he paused as he noticed something was wrong.

"Dean, what happened? What's wrong?" Cas asked. I looked at Dean.

"You got to tell him," I whispered to Dean. Dean nodded and looked back at Cas.

"Nadia, can you give us a minute?" Dean asked. "Yes, I'll wait outside for you guys," I said, kissing Dean's cheek.

Cas looked at me, smiling. I walked away, heading up the stairs. "She seems lovely for Cambion," I hear Cas talking about me.

"Well I like her," Dean said. I smiled as he said that. I shut the door as I got outside.

Later...

I'm still waiting outside. I am standing on the railing. I see the door opening.

I see Dean, Castiel and Crowley. "Oh, Holy hell. Why are we bringing him?" I asked.

"Oh, that half-breed is still here?" Crowley asked. "We need him to help us find Sam," Dean said.

I nodded. "Okay," I said. Dean has a portable gas tank. "Are we walking?" I asked.

"Yes, I have a car that's a few miles away. Hope you got good shoes on," Cas said to me.

"Dr. Martens," I said. "Let's go," Dean said. We started walking to find the Cas was driving.