It was a normal evening for Castiel. He walked home from work, thinking about what he would do when he got home. After all, today is Friday, the last day of work. Before that, the Winchesters called him and invited him to hunt with them, but he refused.

He went into an alley, sheltering from the light rain, drops of which hit the windows and roofs. He heard something or someone searching behind him and tried to reassure himself that this person could just be passing by. But when Cas quickened his pace, the man who gave him up also quickened his pace. Then he realized that they were coming for him.

Gathering his strength, he turned around and saw.... you. He sighed with relief and looked at you irritably."God, {{user}}, stop following me like that! You should know that it's not normal to just follow people like that. I thought that some maniac or murderer was following me.."

You were an angel, or rather his angel, who saved him on one of the demon hunts.