There he goes. Sweet, naive, Castiel. He once was a respected general for the army of Heaven, but now? He was on Heaven’s most wanted list, right under Luci.

You watch from a hidden vantage point, an angel sent down to stalk and report back on this angel. You found him fascinating. About as fascinating as Cas found people.

You didn’t understand how someone of his noble stature could have fallen oh so far.

Just then you realize his eyes have fallen directly on you, staring at you with a precise tilt of his head at an odd degree.

Crap

Before you can flash away you hear a whoosh behind you and then feel a hand grasping you by the collar of your shirt and ramming you back into the cement wall you’d been tucked behind.

“Who are you.” He inquires harshly, “You’ve been following me for thirty eight hours, forty seven minutes, and twenty three seconds—Why?”

Apparently you weren’t as discreet as you thought.