Chapter 1

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I don't own Supernatural. I love Castiel!! And the brothers I hope y'all enjoy this is my first fanfic for this series.

Castiel's POV:

I stare up blankly at the night sky, still in shock of what had just happened. I had trusted my brother Metatron, and like most of the others that I trust he betrayed me. He had stolen my grace along with banishing me from my home. The one place that I could be somewhat myself in, just taken away from me. I feel tears rolling down my cheeks as I reach out to the sky, as to reach back to my place of birth. Not succeeding I slowly drop my hand, feeling all the hope of going back home vanish. I shakily try to wipe the tears away, failing miserably I sigh removing my hand. I reach for my phone in my jacket, looking for deans number. I press the contact listening to the ringing, then hear a voice on the other end, "Hello? Cas?" I'm about to answer back when I look up at the sky seeing lights raining down from the heavens. I gasp looking closer to see that their my angel brethren, I feel the strength in my knees fail me. I hit the floor in a kneeling position in complete sorrow at the misery of my brethren.

I hear words coming from the phone, "C..as? You- alr-right?" I tried to listen in, but my mind seemed to be in shock not letting me respond or think of what he was saying. The tears come back in full force wetting my clothes as I cry into my shirt. I pick back the phone saying shakily, "D-Dean w.. what have I done?" Dean seems to not know what to say, and I hear the phone being moved. Sam then comes on the phone in Dean's stead, "Cas what's wrong? What do you mean what have you done?" I struggle to get my throat to answer back, I swallow hard sucking in my breath as my tears continue to fall down my face. Dean takes over the phone saying in a worried tone, "Hey Cas buddy you alright? Can you tell us where you are?" I attempt to answer my voice course, "I-I'm.. in the middle of a field." I can hear Sam snicker in the back and yelling of Dean saying, "Shut up jerk!" Sam then proceeds to yell, "Bitch!" I hear some rough play going on on the other side of the phone and ask worriedly, "Dean? Sam? What's going on?"

Dean comes back on the phone huffing in annoyance, "Nothing Cas, anyways I think we're going to need a little more information about where you are then in the middle of a field." I look around flinching every time I see an angel falling, I finally see a sign of the town name. I say, "I see a sign for the whereabouts I'm in and it says Savannah, Georgia." Dean and Sam sigh loudly on the other side of the phone. Sam takes the phone from Dean saying, "Alright Cas me and Dean are in Texas right now, so it will be awhile till we get there. Do you have a place to stay?" I freeze filling around my pocket for a wallet, to find none of the sort. I say with hesitation, "I will find a place of residence that I can stay at." Sam sighs in relief, "That's good, we'll try to be there as soon as we can." I hum in agreence hanging up the phone looking out in the field with a sad smile. I let down my family, I made them homeless. Why do I always let them down?

I get on my knees closing my eyes to pray, "God, father, can you forgive me for my foolish mistake that cost all of my brothers their home? How can I ever make peace with what I have done? Maybe this is my punishment, to live through the human world. I just hope that the other angels don't have to pay for my mistakes. Please guide them back to heaven, and as a sacrifice I will stay on earth as a human. But please father don't let them suffer because of me." I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding, and fall down into the grass closing my eyes.

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