"She was a true fighter, you could see it in her eyes. She was not born strong, she was made strong."
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She met him one time and was never able to forget that handsome face of his. When they met, it was the wrong time, more for him than her thoug...
 I DON'T OWN THE PLOT OR ANY SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERS. ONLY MY CHARACTER AND HER LIFE STORY.
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4x18 Part Four
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They were prophets, not scribes, for the scribe tells us what he has to read, and the prophet tells what he has seen.~ A. W. Tozer
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"You. . . You're Castiel. . .aren't you?" Stuttered Chuck who had his back still against the wall, shaking in fear.
Dean and Nadia looked back at the writer surprised to hear that he was a prophet. They would have believed a psychic way better.
"It's an honor to meet you, Chuck." Castiel greeted the Prophet. "I. . .admire your work."
While Chuck takes in a sharp breath going for the alcohol he bought, Castiel picked up one of his books and started paging through it.
"Whoa, whoa, what?" Dean was still very angry. "This guy, a prophet? Come on, he's – he's. . .he's practically a Penthouse Forum writer."
He watched the writer grab a cup on top of the fireplace and sit down in his recliner chair, opening the bottle of Whiskey. "Did you know about this?"
Chuck glanced up at the livid Winchester, overwhelmed himself. "I, uh, I might have dreamt about it."
"And you didn't tell us?" Nadia was getting a little mad herself.
"It was too preposterous." Chuck closed the bottle after pouring himself some. "Not to mention arrogant."
"Says the one who thought he was a God not too long ago." Scoffed Nadia.
Still, the writer was surprised by his new title. "I mean, writing yourself into the story is one thing, but as a prophet? That's like -level douchiness." He then desperately gulped down the whiskey.
Dean looked at Castiel, making his voice low. "This is the guy who decides our fate?"
"He isn't deciding anything," Castiel explained still paging through the book. "He's a mouthpiece – a conduit for the inspired word."
"The Word?" Nadia questioned. "The word of God? What, like the new, new testament?"
"One day, these books, they'll be known as the Winchester gospel."
"You got to be kidding me." Chuck and Dean said in unison.
Castiel put down the book and frowned not comprehending the phrase.
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