Winchester Curse

Days away from home: 5 ½

I was back in the place where I found Castiel, or I guess Cas cus thats what Sam calls him. I started screaming his name and all of a sudden, he appeared. He walked out of the fog and greeted me. "What am I, Castiel?" I whispered. He stepped closer to respond. "Your ancient ancestor on your fathers side was an angel. Everyone was part angel on your fathers side. The funny thing with angel blood is, instead of diluting when half angels mate with humans, it grows. You are ¾ angel." I stood there, mouth gaping open, until I could find my tongue. "How come no one else had the powers?" I asked. Castiel came closer and whispered in my ear. "Why waste powers on someone who doesnt beleive powers exist?" I thought about it then. My dads blatant disregard for any of my beliefs. His anger when I told him about my powers. He didnt believe. So there was no proof. "Belief must come before proof. Faith must come before proof. Being strong enough to stand by your beliefs lent you the strength to carry these powers. Normally it would not have tired you out that much. But I had to talk to you. Now, do you get it? I had to protect you because demons would be all over the angel who doesnt know shes an angel. You get a gaurdian angel to teach you how to be an angel. Now, wake up." I suddenly surged awake and sat up. Sam stood off of the couch in our motel and Dean was at the table.