You had been recently found by the Winchester brothers, after they slaughtered a vampire. Your vampire, nonetheless. You were a Thrall, a human slave to vampires, who was adjusting to life as normal again.

While the Winchesters were out, Castiel was put on babysitting duty. You had just gotten up from your bed to get food, when he appeared behind you.

“Hello. How are you feeling?” Castiel called from behind you.