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Title: The Request, 1/9
Author: cloudyjenn
Pairing/Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Jess, Anna, Michael
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU, angels that aren't like angels from Supernatural or the Bible or really anywhere, but this story
Word count: approximately 36,000
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I'm making no profit from this fanfiction.
Status: Complete. I'll be posting a chapter a day for the next eight days.
Summary: When Sam Winchester prays for his brother, Castiel is finally sent on his very first assignment. But what should be a simple love match turns into much more and Castiel finds himself risking everything to ensure the happiness of his extremely frustrating charge.

Author notes: I gotta bunch of these, so I'm numbering them!
1. If you're following The Soul Piece and have been wondering what happened to it, this story is the answer! I paused SP to write this and now that I'm done, I should be back to posting SP soon. Maybe even during posting this. Thank you for your support and patience!
2. Thank you to both 22by7 and hereare_mysins for reading this at various stages of completion and giving me some much needed encouragement. You guys rock!
3. Thanks also to wha_hoppened and tookish_girl for listening to me talk about this incessantly and reading it along the way. I've decided that you guys can be the platonic Dean and Castiel to my Sam. And if you ask which is which, I'm going to pummel you.
4. This story started as something short (ha) to help me get over writer's block. Thousands of words later, I'm excited to finally share it with you! It also came out of the realization that I'd never seen an AU where Dean wasn't a hunter, but still got helped by an angelic Castiel. (Not that it doesn't exist, I've just not read it myself.) Combine that idea with about four others that didn't work in any other story and you've got this fic. Which I dearly hope you enjoy!



He's been waiting for thousands of years and Castiel still hasn't been assigned a human.

It's getting embarrassing.

His supervisor, Michael, assures Castiel it has nothing to do with his relative skill. Castiel's passed all the tests with the highest scores possible. Intellectually, he's more than ready. But, as Michael explains patiently for what seems like the thousandth time, the Father only passes down assignments to angels that exactly fit the job. It's supposed to be reassuring, but all Castiel hears is that out of the billions of humans who request their assistance, Castiel isn't good enough to help any of them.

Castiel knows his colleagues have moved past pity and are beginning to wonder if Castiel deserves his position. They are starting to wonder if Castiel's strange appearance means he's not really one of them after all.

What's worse is that his garrison is typically very busy. Uriel barely has enough time to collect his prayers before he's assigned another human in need. Anna is highly sought after for her skill in emergency life-saving. Zachariah can take credit for the creation of several powerful nations.

And then there's Castiel. Young inexperienced Castiel with his too large wings and his days spent keeping the books for his garrison because he literally has nothing else to do. There's only so many times an angel can fly the obstacle courses or study the manuscripts or listen to Michael's many educational lectures before they have it all memorized. Castiel feels certain he could teach a class on how to run a garrison and yet, he's never even met a human. He's little more than a glorified secretary.

Which is why he doesn't suspect anything significant is about to happen that morning when Michael greets him in the council chambers.

"Hello, Castiel," Michael says as he peers around the room Castiel spent the night cleaning. "Did you not rest last evening?"

"No," Castiel answers simply. He resists the urge to remind Michael that he has no need to rest since he rarely expends any of his grace. Michael would judge the comment too close to complaining.

"I see," Michael says. He sets his usual stack of papers on the table and takes his seat. "You know I want you to rest every night, Castiel. You never know when you could receive orders."

"Of course," Castiel says automatically. He thinks they both know exactly when Castiel will receive orders. "I won't stay up anymore."

"Good," Michael says, whipping out his reading glasses and plunking them down on his thin nose. "Let's see what we have this morning then."

Castiel draws out the chair beside Michael and sits. Since he is the only angel with free time, Castiel helps Michael sort through the assignments each morning and gather the necessary warriors to carry them out. Despite his poor mood, Castiel feels himself relax a little. This is his favorite unofficial duty. It's exciting to see all the crises and worries humans lend to Heaven and to find out which of his many brothers is suited to dealing with them.

"A young woman in Esenguly, Turkmenistan sends a request on the behalf of her dying sister," Michael reads. He hands the paper to Castiel. "Urgent slot, if you please. Send Anna."

Castiel slides the paper into the thin narrow slot marked URGENT REQUESTS. He hears a low booming sound that signals Anna's departure to her newest charge. Another human helped. Castiel smiles and again, feels some of his bitterness slipping away. Even if he can't help them, he's glad his kind is available to soothe the distresses of humanity.

"A five-year old boy in Ottawa, Canada wants us to heal his sick hamster," Michael says with vast amusement. It's a good thing that request was sent to their garrison. Michael is fairly indulgent of these types of lesser claims. Unlike Gabriel, who believes tough love is best. Or Raphael, who is easily annoyed when he feels humans aren't taking them seriously.

"This is time-sensitive, but not urgent," Michael decides and he shares a conspiratorial grin with Castiel. "Our Father wants me to send Uriel. I think it's His way of knocking Uriel down a few pegs."

Castiel tries not to laugh at his brother's expense, but it's a difficult task. If anything could ease Uriel's arrogance, being forced to perform a miracle on a rodent would be just the thing. Castiel takes the paper and slides it into the BY DAY'S END slot. Uriel will have to take care of the hamster before the night shift, but he doesn't have to go now.

Michael picks up the next page.

"Let's see. A man in Kansas wants us to help his brother find a love match," he reads. Castiel nods. He assumes the Father will send Rahmiel because she's known for her match-making skills. Castiel does not envy her the job. Love matching was always his worst subject in school. Not because the rules are hard to follow, but because Castiel has trouble understanding human romantic love. Love in general, he gets. But the whole process of finding a soul-mate involves far too much jealousy and angst for Castiel's tastes.

"We're to send..." Michael trails off as his light brown eyes flick down the page to the assignment box. "Oh, dear."

"What is it?" Castiel asks.

"Our Father has given this job to..." He looks up at Castiel with uncharacteristic consternation.

"Well, to you."

"What?"

Castiel grabs the sheet from Michael and reads it with a growing sense of disbelief.

REQUESTER: Samuel Winchester

LOCATION: Lawrence, Kansas, United States of America

REQUEST: It's probably stupid, but I was wondering if you could maybe find someone for my brother. He's just...he's really lonely. He needs someone. I just want him to be happy.

SPECIFICS: The subject of the prayer is Dean Winchester, 30 year old male who has yet to meet his soul-mate. The assigned angel will need to find him a partner and has authorization to appear to both requester and subject. The search shall last no more than seven days.

ASSIGNED ANGEL: Castiel


"I don't understand," Castiel says faintly. "I'm not..." His eyes snap up to meet Michael's. "You said our Father would give me a job that suited me. This doesn't suit me at all. I'm terrible at romance!"

He's dangerously close to full-on panic. How could his Father trust this poor man's happiness to Castiel? How is it possible that Castiel's waited for thousands of years only to be given a task he's certain to fail?

"Castiel," Michael says, tone commanding. He clamps both hands around Castiel's shoulders and shakes him slightly. "Calm down. You know better than that. If our Father gave you this job, you can be sure there is no other angel who could possibly accomplish it."

A smile spreads across Michael's face and he eases his grip.

"This is what you've been waiting for, Castiel. Your first assignment. Don't panic. This is a time of joy," he says with such obvious sincerity that Castiel is able to let some of his turmoil go. Not all, but enough for rational thought to return to his mind.

"I have nothing, but faith in you," Michael says. He takes the sheet from Castiel's shaky fingers and slides it into the URGENT REQUESTS slot. "Perhaps not exactly urgent, but after waiting all this time, I'd say you should get a move on, don't you agree?"

Castiel can do nothing more than nod and stand. His wings tremble against his back and for a brief terrible moment, Castiel fears they will refuse to work. This is the first time he's ever left Heaven. The first time he's used his huge clumsy wings to do more than flit from one celestial building to the next.

"Good luck, brother," Michael says solemnly. They match gazes for a long moment, long enough for some of Michael's conviction to transmit itself into Castiel's grace.

Michael is right. Their Father doesn't make mistakes. He keeps that thought in the front of his mind as he transports to the launching pad and steps on it. A second later, it activates and Castiel is shot away, breaking past the higher barrier into the human world.

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The first thing Castiel does is get lost.

The two-dimensional maps are a lot different than the real thing. He doesn't expect so many places on Earth to look the same. Or at least they do in the area where his requester lives. It takes two tries to find the correct state in his country and three more till Castiel locates the correct town. Once he finally lands in Lawrence, Castiel realizes he can vaguely sense the direction of his initial prayer. The sensation is so alien that Castiel pauses in the street, just so he can bask in the sweet glow of trust and need.

A few passing humans stop to stare at him. Angels are common enough in daily human life, but Castiel knows he makes a strange picture. Most angels wear the same long tight uniform and sport waist-length white wings. But Castiel’s never been given a uniform. He's still wearing the clothes he chose the day before, a plain blue suit and long tan coat.

But it's not his clothes that the humans find fascinating. It's the giant black wings that drape off his back and drag the ground behind him. They've never seen another angel like him and he knows it because he's never seen another angel like him either. He can hear them wondering if Castiel can really be an angel or if he's something else entirely, something sinister and dangerous. Castiel's always been self-conscious of his ugly wings and this does not help. He begins to worry that he will find Samuel Winchester only to be turned away when Sam sees him.

Yet Castiel knows he can't let his fear of rejection keep him from his task. His Father is counting on him, so Castiel shuts out the other humans and concentrates on Samuel's prayer. The light of it carries him away from that street to the front of a stark white house with a blue door. Castiel recalls his lessons on greeting humans carefully before walking to the blue door and rapping his knuckles on it.

A moment later, the door opens to reveal the very first human Castiel will ever properly meet.

The human is male. He is taller than Castiel and his body is thicker. The hair cut short on his head is brown and his eyes are a soft green. His sturdy form is clothed in plain blue pants and a checkered buttoned shirt over another single-colored shirt. When he sees Castiel, his expression of curiosity deepens to confusion. Castiel is surprised by how pleasing he finds this human. He's seen many pictures of humans, after all. None of them compared to the beauty of his brothers, but Castiel thinks this human could possibly compete.

"What the hell are you supposed to be?" the human asks. His voice is deep and a little hoarse and it shakes Castiel out his contemplative silence.

"Are you Samuel Winchester?"

"No," the human says, shaking his head and narrowing his eyes at Castiel. "I'm Dean. I'm his brother. What do you want with him?"

He sounds suspicious and Castiel smells his sudden fear.

"There's no need to be afraid," Castiel says. "He requested my help."

Now that he knows this is the prayer's subject, Castiel takes a closer look at the man. If Dean is unattached, Castiel assumes it's not because other humans find him unattractive. Although, it's possible they have different standards from angels. He'll have to remember to ask Michael later. In the meantime, Castiel searches under the surface details to the soul beneath.

He is shocked by what he sees. Dean's soul is strong and pure and full of love. So much love to give a partner. It glows with protective loyalty and a tendency to devotion. He'd been expecting to find a soul cluttered by selfishness or arrogance or any number of unpleasant human failings that would keep potential mates away. Castiel can see scars crossing over the soul in deep jagged lines and he's recognizes no human is perfect, but despite this, Castiel would have thought many humans would be eager to join with a person like Dean.

He's probably just missing something. This is why he feared this assignment. Love matches require such intimate knowledge of human nature and Castiel only knows what he’s read in books. Like with the maps, he fears the real thing will prove far more complex.

"Well, you can't be an angel with those wings," Dean says, nodding at Castiel's accursed wings. "And a demon would have just busted in here, so what does that make you?"

Castiel flushes with embarrassment. No wonder he's never been given a job before. Most angels don't have to worry about convincing their charges that they actually are angels.

"I am an angel of the Lord," Castiel says, lifting his chin in defiance. "Not all angels are the same, you know."

"I gotta tell ya, buddy, I've not really met a lot of you people, so I wouldn't really know," Dean says and he leans against the door frame. Castiel wants to be aggravated with him, but Dean looks so fetching in that position that Castiel finds it hard to retain his frustration.

"Then why did you judge me so?" Castiel asks.

Dean shrugs.

"Hey, a guy with fucking huge black wings shows up looking for my brother and I'm just supposed to give him over? For all I know, you're the angel of Death and if that's the case, you can just forget it and move on. No angels are taking Sammy anywhere," Dean says.

The protectiveness Castiel sensed earlier flares brightly within Dean and Castiel has no doubt Dean would fight him to the death for his brother's sake. Dean hunches forward, trying to make himself appear menacing, but Castiel finds his defense of Samuel so endearing that the effect is lost on him.

"I'm not the Angel of Death, Dean," Castiel says. "I've never even met the Angel of Death. My name is Castiel and I've been sent to answer Samuel's prayer."

"Huh. Is that so? And, tell me, Castiel, what exactly did Sam pray for?" Dean asks. His tone is light, even mocking, but Castiel sees him growing tense.

"That is not for me to reveal," Castiel says, relieved to fall back onto the rules. Speaking with Dean makes him feel unsettled.

Dean doesn't like that answer, but when he searches Castiel's face, he apparently sees something that convinces him to relax his shoulders. Without taking his eyes off Castiel, Dean turns his head and yells down the hallway leading to the front door.

"Hey, Sammy, it's for you!"

There is a thundering noise that Castiel identifies as someone large stomping down a set of stairs just as Sam bursts into view. Castiel is correct in assuming that Sam is a large human. He is lanky and tall, towering over both Castiel and Dean. When he sees Castiel, his mouth turns up in a cheerful grin and Castiel decides that while he doesn't find Sam as pleasing as Dean, he is still an attractive human.

"It worked!" Sam holds out a hand. It takes Castiel far too long to remember he's supposed to take Sam's hand and receive a shake. Castiel doesn't know what hand-shaking signifies, but after he does it, Dean relaxes even further.

"Come in, come in," Sam says happily and he tugs Castiel into the house. "Wow, your wings are really black. Look at that, Dean," Sam says in apparent wonder.

"I saw," Dean deadpans. He shuts the door behind Castiel and though he is no longer suspicious of danger, Castiel can tell he's not strictly comfortable having an angel in the house.

"They're just peachy, Sam. Now tell me why you asked for angel help," he says as Sam leads them into a wide room filled with sunlight and thick cushy chairs.

"Don't be rude, Dean," Sam says, sidestepping the question. "Have a seat, um...I'm sorry, I didn't get your name?"

"It's Castiel," Dean says before Castiel can answer and he sounds rather annoyed. Sam ignores him in favor of giving Castiel another smile.

"Castiel. Please sit. Are you thirsty? Or do angels drink?" Sam's voice is breathless and shaky with nerves. Castiel's brothers told him that humans often feel overwhelmed in the presence of powerful creatures like angels. Castiel doesn't understand why. Angels are powerful, yes, but they exist to help humans, not hurt them.

"No, thank you," Castiel answers politely. Michael would be proud. He stresses the importance of remaining calm and polite at all times, even when faced with frustrating and irrational humans.

Sitting on the couch is a trying task. His wings refuse to bend under him and none of the chairs are constructed with wing rests, so Castiel is forced to nearly wrap himself in a cocoon of his own feathers in order to get seated. Sam watches this process with wide interested eyes. Once Castiel is finally settled, Sam points to his wings, apparently about to ask a question about them, but Dean interrupts him with an exasperated sigh.

"Sam," he says warningly.

"Alright," Sam says, flinging up a hand to hold back Dean's next complaint. "I prayed for you, ok?"

"Why? There's nothing wrong with me!" The tension snaps back into Dean's body and he crosses his arms over his chest in a gesture Castiel recognizes from his lessons as innately defensive. Sam probably should have discussed this issue with Dean before Castiel showed up and not while Castiel is sitting quietly between them.

"Dean, ever since Jess and I got married, you've been depressed. Since before then even," Sam said heatedly. "You haven't had a real relationship in years. All you ever have are one night stands that make you feel like crap and don't tell me you like it," Sam says when Dean starts to protest.

"We all know you like sex, but I can see it's not enough anymore. You've taken care of me our whole lives and now that I'm starting a family, I don't know, Dean." He looks down at his hands twisting in his lap, obviously in distress. "It's like you're getting left behind or something. But people grow up."

Dean turns away from Sam with a derisive snort, but Castiel can see Sam's words have stirred a deeply entrenched hurt.

"I'll always need you, Dean," Sam says to Dean's back. "You're my brother and that won't ever change. But I have someone to share my life with now. You deserve that too. You deserve your own family and someone who loves you like Jess loves me. And you're not even trying. So yeah, I prayed for you. Sue me. Castiel can help you find someone perfect."

There is silence for a very long time after this short, but impassioned speech. Castiel feels honored by Sam's confidence. He just hopes he won't betray that trust with match-making skills as clumsy and awkward as the wings folded over his lap.

"You really believe that, don't you?" Dean says softly.

"I do," Sam confirms. "I know how you feel about angels, but please just trust me. I really think Castiel can help."

Castiel frowns at Dean. He doesn't know what Sam means about Dean's feelings, but judging by the way Dean's soul darkens, it doesn't sound promising. This job keeps getting more and more difficult. First, he's given a love match on his very first outing and now it seems his charge might not even trust angels.

"Yeah, well...did it occur to you that I might not want 'someone perfect'?" Dean asks while curling the first two fingers of each hand up and down. The gesture's meaning eludes Castiel, but Sam seems to understand because he rolls his eyes at Dean.

"No, not really. If you wanted me to believe that, you shouldn't let me catch you giving me and Jess all those 'woe is me' looks," Sam says. "I swear, I thought you had a thing for Jess for awhile there until I realized you’re just pathetic and needy."

"I'm not pathetic. You're pathetic. Shut up," Dean says, but there is a very small smile hiding at the corner of his mouth.

"That's what I thought," Sam says. He turns back to Castiel finally, which is a relief because Castiel didn't want to deal with a full-blown fight on his very first assignment.

"So how do we start?" he asks eagerly.

Castiel takes a moment to gather his thoughts. Love matches are tricky. First, the assigned angel has to learn as much as possible about his charge, including whether that charge is harboring secret feelings for someone already in their lives. If not, then the angel must begin their search by following their charge to all of their normal meeting places. When the charge is in close proximity to possible mates, the angel can use his powers to project the two humans' future together. The future which most suits the charge will belong to his soul-mate.

In other words, this is going to take a lot of work.

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iluvbier
Jan. 18th, 2010 01:24 pm (UTC)
Oh my gosh this is so cute. i love it! Can't wait for the rest!
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:00 am (UTC)
Aw, thank you! I hope you like the rest! ;)
chookybakker
Jan. 18th, 2010 01:54 pm (UTC)
EEE. Awesome. Funny. Lots of lulz.

cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:01 am (UTC)
Aw, yaye! Thank you!
janie_tangerine
Jan. 18th, 2010 02:33 pm (UTC)
This looks so intriguing! I absolutely love the premise (and awwww at poor Cas and his black wings making him the outcast, I sincerely felt bad for him) and I loved the sort of cracky bureaucracy of Heaven and your Michael is absolutely made of win. I loved how supportive he was with Castiel, lol. And I'm really eager to see how this unfolds. Your Sam and Dean are great (I loved Sam being all nice to Castiel and yay for the nod to the handshake) and everyone is really IC and ha, I definitely want to read how Castiel's assignment goes now. ;) (also, aw at Dean. I seriously felt bad for him too.) This was such a great start!
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:03 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm so happy you like my poor awkward Castiel. I think I loved doing that to him way more than is healthy, heh. And I'm glad you like Michael! I mean, he's not an original character, but since we haven't seen him yet, you can do just about anything with him, so I'm pleased you like this version.

Thanks for reading!
talli_approved
Jan. 18th, 2010 03:15 pm (UTC)
Love it! At first, when I saw this, I was like "What, no Soul Piece?!" But then I remembered that I just love reading anything you've written, so this is a great way to tide me over.

I love that you made it so that angels are a fairly regular occurrence in the world, very unexpected.

Excited to read more!
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:04 am (UTC)
Hehe, well, I hope you enjoy this as well as Soul Piece! I'll be glad to return to it now that I've gotten this puppy out of the way. :)

Thanks for reading!
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cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:05 am (UTC)
Eeeeee! I am so relieved to be finished with it! I hope you like the end bits. Thanks again for the help; I really appreciate it!
zoidbergian
Jan. 18th, 2010 04:23 pm (UTC)
Aww, poor Castiel. He's peculiar no matter what universe he's in. I can't wait to read how the match-making goes... ;)
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:05 am (UTC)
Hehe, he really is, poor fing. *pets him and his silly wings* Thank you for stopping by! I hope you enjoy the rest as well. :)
juanitatequila
Jan. 18th, 2010 05:36 pm (UTC)
LOL I'm loving this!! Reminds me of a romcom. X3!!!
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:14 am (UTC)
It does have a bit of a rom-com feel to it, doesn't it! I'm so glad you're enjoying it so far. Thanks for reading!
bold_seer
Jan. 18th, 2010 05:50 pm (UTC)
I think the word adorable is insufficient for this fic. :D
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:15 am (UTC)
Aww, thank you! *beams*
star_watcher81
Jan. 18th, 2010 05:55 pm (UTC)
EEEeeeee! This is awesome! And I LOVE the AU, with helpful, known-to-the-public angels and the whole corporation-like structure of the garrison. I can't wait for more!
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)
Thank you! Dude, I'm glad you like this AU because I had such fun creating it. I hope you like the rest! Thanks for reading!
sparseparsley
Jan. 18th, 2010 06:17 pm (UTC)
Oh, this is going to be good.
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)
Eee, I hope so! Thanks for reading! :)
mulder200
Jan. 18th, 2010 07:08 pm (UTC)
LOL! This is so sweet!

Poor Cas though! He has quite a trial ahead of him, I can tell.
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:19 am (UTC)
A bit of a trial, heh. :) Thank you!
e313
Jan. 18th, 2010 07:09 pm (UTC)
oh, yeah! these angels are definitely different! :D
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:21 am (UTC)
Hehe, they are! A bit weirdo, heh. :) Thanks for reading!
draconic_girl
Jan. 18th, 2010 07:21 pm (UTC)
Love this. *squeee* Hih. Castiel is just too damn cute for words.(In fact, may have gushed to friends about this fic.) And sending Uriel to save a hamster... Priceless :D Can't wait to read more :)

'B
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:26 am (UTC)
Oh, you gushed! That makes me so happy! *beams* Seriously, I'm glad you like it so far! Thanks for reading!
22by7
Jan. 18th, 2010 08:20 pm (UTC)
YOU POSTED IT!!!

:settles down to read:
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:26 am (UTC)
I DID! I hope you like the rest of it!!


*runs in excited circles*
la_petite_singe
Jan. 18th, 2010 10:01 pm (UTC)
I literally went "aww!" out loud when I got to Sam's prayer. :D I love matchmaker!Sam SFM. This is adorable. ♥
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 12:27 am (UTC)
Aw, thank you! I love me some matchmaker Sam too, I must say. Since he shows up in every other story I write, lol. I'm glad you like this version! Thanks for reading!
1deanlover1
Jan. 19th, 2010 01:27 am (UTC)
sooooo :) you WILL be posting this up everyday or soemthing... riggghhhht? no waiting? no sleepless nights crying in impatientness? ;) i love this! i love soul piece to, but i can wait if this is what i get to read while waiting! :)
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 04:08 am (UTC)
Oh yes, this will definitely be posted every day, I swear! :) It's all finished up. I do hope you continue to like it! Thanks for reading!
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cherryshadowz
Jan. 19th, 2010 02:16 am (UTC)
HOLY CRACKERS! Angel match making service! Aww I love the idea of angels just swooping down and helping people. Uriel's hamster duty and Castiel's black wings are <3!

Oh I can't wait to find out why Dean doesn't trust angels and for Cas and Dean to interact some more!
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 04:14 am (UTC)
Ahhaaha, holy crackers! Hee, that amused me. But yaye, so glad you like this and Uriel's hamster (I should write a companion piece about that, heh) and Castiel's big silly wings. *flails* Yaye! Thank you!
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writingpathways
Jan. 19th, 2010 04:01 am (UTC)
fun start
cloudyjenn
Jan. 19th, 2010 04:14 am (UTC)
Thank you!
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sycophantastic
Jan. 25th, 2010 11:45 am (UTC)
I've never been big on AU stories, but I gotta say, this one is really intriguing! It's a great set-up for a romantic/comedy type story. I feel bad for Cas, what with his "black sheep of the family" status (hehe, black sheep, and he's got black wings... hehe... yeah...) but I get the feeling he and Dean are gonna develop a lovely report. :)

Aw, Sammy's a good brother. *pats Sam on the back* And I'm glad Sam is happy in this fic. So often he's miserable &/or alone.

Off to read more!
sycoraxsnow
Feb. 2nd, 2010 01:11 pm (UTC)
this is really fun ^^ I am so looking forward to reading the rest and even though I guess as a reader, I can kinda guess the eventual outcome, the idea and the road to the end is so amazing sounding, I am totally excited and already entertained.
And well, again, you've made up a cool world, with it's own lore and ideas and a system that works which is unusual and combines a lot of ideas to make something fascinating and awesome sounding ^^
And it's nice to see you write grown up Dean (since I read Soul Piece before reading this XD), he's sounding very much like himself and I'm totally looking forward to reading the rest of this partially JUST to see how you flesh him out ^^
And of course there's Sam and the other characters I'm sure you'll introduce...and well here is Michael and Castiel with his clumsiness when stuck in the human world. And the fact that he's unusual and born for something...specific if I'm not mistaken ^^
nyoka
Apr. 25th, 2010 01:41 pm (UTC)
Congrats! ☆ Your fic is recced here at sawedoff_recs!
sethra2000
May. 19th, 2010 07:31 am (UTC)
Awwwwww, I've only read the first part (Cas getting his assignment) and I just had to post. Cas is the Little Angel that Could. *Melts*

back to reading
jblankbluth
May. 30th, 2010 03:40 pm (UTC)
I memmed this a while ago and finally got around to reading it...d'awww, it's so cute. I love it!
rakime
Oct. 11th, 2010 05:24 pm (UTC)
Wow, this looks interesting ^^

gonna read it while I wait the next chapter of SP :P

Starting to love this one already *_* Castiel is just soooo adorable!
tawg
Nov. 2nd, 2010 01:22 am (UTC)
"I swear, I thought you had a thing for Jess for awhile there until I realized you’re just pathetic and needy."
"I'm not pathetic. You're pathetic. Shut up,"

I loved Sam and Dean's interaction - you got them down pat! And Castiel is so awkward and worried and adorable. I really like your different take on the angels and their services.
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