Fading Angels [SPN Fanfic]

Gone Like The Wind

[A/N: I'm sorry, incredibly short but it will change to Castiel's POV]

Castiel wasn't dead. He was very much alive. He tried to prove it last night except I flipped on him and told him I needed a break. He only came at night and sure he asked about Liam but his mind was on the downstairs brain.

Men.

I didn't know whether avoiding eachother was a good thing but after three months of pregnancy and giving him everything he wanted without a favour kind of made me mad. I called him a jerk and to 'f' off. I rarely use bad words.

His fault.

Dean had moved me in three weeks ago and I had avoided contact with anyone outside my house. It was only me and Liam. Well Bobby dropped in from time to time but I didn't care. I kind of hoped Castiel would come back but he was giving me space.

Too much space.

I needed my angel back. We had a son at home who needed a dad. My feet made soft gentle indents in the sandbox I had made for Liam. He was not yet old enough to play in the sandbox but it was there for when he could. The box was painted fire engine red with black paint as a trim.

"Nice." A voice whispered.

I looked around but no one was in sight. I ran into the house and locked the doors. I ran past my cell phone that was hidden beside the dishes I had cleaned only hours before. I ran towards Liam's room before I remembered that I had allowed Lisa to watch him for the day so I had a break. The nursery was dark but there was a presence.

"Hello darling. It was hard to find you. You aren't in the phone book's listings."

A club hit my head and knocked me unconscious.

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CASTIEL'S POV

She was gone.

The new house was empty. I had found her phone. She always called me but hung up before I could answer.

Today she hadn't.

She always had a to-do list on her phone that she always finished.

Chores were still unfinished.

I bounced Liam on my knee. She would never have deserted our son. I had commanded angels to search for her but no clues were found. I tried searching for her grace but their was nothing.

Nothing.

She was gone.

Liam began to cry and so I cradled him. I had fed him formula milk and had left heaven. I heard the sound of Balthazar returning. His face showed that he was desperate to find Kaylee. They had a strong friendship. I envied it but she was also bearer of my child so I couldn't complain. I loved her. Balthazar's face proved that they hadn't been successful.

"The angels are returning to heaven. I'm sorry Cassy. She's gone."

I had expected to hear that but I hadn't wanted to. I would have to raise my son on my own.