I was sitting on the hood of my car, a 2014 Dodge Charger, watching the sunset. It was cool, the scorching summer was ending, and fall was slowly approaching. I had just finished another case, here in my home town of Hermitage, Arkansas. It was a small town, everyone knew everyone and they all relied on me. Why, you ask? Because, I was "special", everyone knew about my abilities and why I do what I do. I heard the light flutter of wings next to me, and a pair of warm arms wrap around my shoulders, "Hey, Cas." I smiled softly as I leaned into my best friend's chest.
"Willow. Fantastic job taking down that shifter so quickly." He kissed my hair softly, and I could feel the pride radiating from him.
"Thanks." I smiled up at him, "What's up?"
"There are a couple of hunters in town that I want you to meet." He smiled.
"Who?" I asked, curiously.
"Sam and Dean Winchester."
"The Winchesters? What are they doing here? Last I heard, they were hunting down a nest of vamps in California." I asked, confused.
"They are here to see you." He beamed.
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Sam Winchester's Angel
FanfictionWillow Lancaster is just your average 20 year old huntress, except that she has a very special gift. And her guardian angel, Castiel-who happens to be her best friend- recruits a couple of well known hunters to help her develop her gifts, and fulfil...
