Being a hunter is dangerous, every hunt you go on could be your last. People who hunt don't live long, they go out in a blaze of glory fighting the things that you don't know about. My brother and I used to hunt together, but he got hurt. I sold my soul to save him and when my ten years were up I was dragged to hell. That was in 1681, it is now 2014. I am still a hunter, really good at it too. I met the Winchesters a few years back, I was just called my Sam to help find Dean. But they don't know my secret.

Humans and angels are not supposed to fall in love, let alone meet but breaking rules is kind of what you do best. After hunting with Sam and Dean for a few years, you meet Castiel who saved Dean. An instant connection is formed but in the effort to up hold heavens orders that bond is hidden from the world until one day you see with true vision.

After meeting when your parents are killed by vamps when you are 17 you promise Dean you will not get into the life, but after running from CPS you find yourself hunting with Bobby. After about two years of not seeing Dean you meet on a hunt where you two rekindle an old flame that turns into so much more.