Angels Keep Watch

So who's ready for this now? I don't know if I am lol. This story has been tricky and loopy but I've pushed through. This is also the fastest updating I've done in months lol. I've been thinking of how to end this for a while now so this sort of helps. Of course, it took me a while to figure out where to put this because there was other stuff I was thinking of doing but none of it actually wanted to come to form in my head so boo to that and this is what you all get.

"Is this the spot?"

"Yeah...this is it."

"Do you want to be alone?"

"When am I ever actually alone these days?"

"True enough, come on guys, let's at least give off the illusion of solitude."

The three men stepped back and away as the girl looked at what stood in front of her. It seemed like a whole other lifetime ago that she was here last. She had been a completely different person then, lost, alone and young. She could never call herself innocent. Innocence was a term lost on her before she even knew what it meant. Her eyes lifted to survey the smooth stone of the Angel statue. The robed woman with wings had her hands together and eyes shut, praying with a small smile. The statue had meant next to nothing to the girl all those years ago. The same couldn't be said for these days, however.

The same statue had been everywhere.

In the park when she finally got away from her biological family.

In the graveyard where she had first had training with her real family.

In another graveyard where she had lost her mother and brother to the creatures.

It had been in other places as well, maybe not the exact same statue but she always remembered seeing it even if she never paid it any attention.

Now, standing in the park just blocks from her first ever home, hands buried deep in her pockets to fight off the autumn chill, she wasn't sure what to do or say. Honestly, she wasn't even sure why she wanted to come here in the first place but the boys had asked and offered and she had gone along with it. She was a little impressed that she even remembered where this place was considering the bad memories of it.

"Angels really do look out for you." She muttered to herself, digging the toe of her shoe into the dirt. There was a sound behind her, one that she recognized and had already expected to hear. Further back, she could hear the three men muttering and mumbling about catching them later and the sound of a few car doors opening and closing.

Neither person said anything, just stood there, her eyes on the statue and his on her. They didn't move much, lost in their own thoughts and worlds. It wasn't until he noticed the signs of the cold beginning to affect her did he do anything. When she started to shiver, he stepped forward. She wasn't surprised at all when a hard chest pressed against her back and a pair of arms wound around her, pulling a tan coloured trench coat along. Her head tilted slightly to the side but she still didn't look at him.

"You're still recovering."

"I know."

"You wouldn't let me heal you completely."

"I know."

"It will be much colder soon."

"I know."

"You have romantic interests in Bobby."

"Nice try."

He smiled slightly as she laughed. She finally turned around in his arms to look at him, sea green eyes lifting to meet with blue.

"You spend too much time with Dean." Mal pointed out, shaking her head and clicking her tongue disapprovingly.

"That would be the first time I've heard a complaint on that." Castiel remarked. Mal slapped his chest and grinned. "You are aware that they took your car, right?"

"Yes, I am aware of that." Mal agreed. "Dean didn't like the way you fixed his car so he's going to be working on it for a while."

"I restored it to how it was before the fight." Castiel defended himself, blinking and looking confused. Mal just laughed and moved away from the Angel to go to a bench. He followed her over and sat next to her on it. "We've been here before."

"Mm-hmm." Mal hummed her agreement, nodding her head and looking around. "I was seven."

"You ran away from home." Castiel added on.

"Yep, and I came here...asked for help." Mal continued the story, leaning her head back to look at the sky.

"And I came." Castiel concluded. He looked down at the bench and at his lap, momentarily lost in the past.

"First of many times." Mal pointed out with a slight laugh. Castiel looked at her, confused once more until he finally caught on to what she was laughing about. When he did, he blinked rapidly and stared at the young woman currently laughing at his expense. He grabbed hold of her and dragged her across his lap, effectively cutting off the laughter.

"I believe I'm not the only one spending too much time with Dean." Castiel argued. "Your humour is taking a turn to match his."

"Nah, I've always been this big of a gutter brain." Mal defended. "Dean has absolutely no affect on my personality whatsoever."

"I'm sure." Castiel agreed sarcastically. Mal pretended to be insulted as she hit at his chest again, fighting back a grin. "You're still left without transportation."

"No I'm not, I got the Angel express." Mal pointed out, shifting on his lap. She adjusted her placement to straddle his lap then leaned closer, placing her mouth near his ear. "And it comes whenever I want it to."

"Double meaning?" Castiel asked.

"Oh yeah." Mal replied, leaning back.

"Very well." Castiel agreed. Mal had a moment of confusion before she suddenly had the Angel's lips against hers. She blinked then relaxed, still getting used to the bold actions. Her arms draped over his shoulders, hands slipping under the collar of his shirt to rub along his back.

"I think they may be waiting." Mal whispered, slowly leaning back from the kiss.

"They can wait." Castiel insisted, his hands running gently up and down her sides. "You're not to be out of my sight for a very long time." Mal raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but smile slightly at the statement.

"Then maybe we should get out of the sight of some other people." She suggested. Castiel glanced around, remembering they were in a public park and there could indeed be other people around. "Come on Wings, gotta remind me again why I chose you over the hunter."

"Of course." Castiel agreed. His eyes locked on hers again. "I intend to do so...quite often."

"Oh and the Angel talks dirty." Mal laughed. "What have I done to..." She was cut off by him kissing her once more before the pair of them disappeared off the park bench.


Okay, that's it for this story. Short, happy little ending. I actually sat here, staring at the laptop for a while, trying to piece together some other things I thought could happen but I couldn't. So I figured setting it a while after Mal's woken up, choosing life and making up with Cas would be nice for all you people. Now if I can only figure out how to work everything with Twist the End. It's the least canon of all of my current stories and due to the fact that I'm actually watching and keeping up with the show for the first time, it's completely throwing me off.

I may have a new AU/Human story though at some point. I've got ideas and stuff but I'm still debating it right now. We'll see how that goes. Keep an eye out and thanks for reading. :)