[h2] Madison and Castiel [/h2]

Madison nodded to Castiel as he mentioned she needed to be somewhere safe.  She didn’t understand how she wasn’t an angel.  Her powers were angelic and there were angels after her.  That made her mind swirl with ideas of being an angel, and romanticized emotions about flying through the heavens and helping people.

“The house I was born in…is it safe?”, she asked him, and he narrowed his eyes, trying to think of a way to tell her ‘no’, and simply shook his head, “Then where?”

“I have been preparing a building, not far from here, since before you were born.”, Castiel explained simply, turning his eyes to check on Dean.  He then turned back to her and gave a small smirk, “I had a feeling you would be, how do you say it…a handful.  So I warded the place from everything short of God himself, and you’ll be safe there until we figure out our next steps.”

Madison turned excitedly to Esme, “We have a house to go to!  And I…”

As she spoke, another angel’s wings could be heard fluttering, as an angel blade pierced her back and the tip shoved through to appear from her stomach.  She didn’t react, really.  She simply stood, staring down at the blade tip, “Esme?..”

Castiel reacted, stepping forward without hesitation, and stabbing his own angel blade through the angel’s chin, and skull.  The angel’s eyes lit up with a long scream, before he collapsed, his wings burned into the sidewalk.  

“Madison.  Are you?”, he started to ask, watching her not falter, just stand confused.

[h2] Dean Winchester [/h2]

Dean nodded his head to Sam, processing the thoughts he was already having himself, with Sam’s confirmation.  He knew that hiding Madison was their only choice, and that there was a good chance that they would fail, and Dean would be forced to kill her.  Like Sam, he wondered how that was even possible, considering Angels were damn near impossible to take out on their own, much less their offspring.

And with all of the buzzing going around on Angel radio, about her powers, he had to assume she was godlike, if that’s what the angels believed.  Seeing Castiel land, and speak to Madison caused his heart to flutter and a relieved sigh to leave his throat.  He had hoped Castiel would come around sooner rather than later, but he was here now, and Madison recognized him, judging by her reaction.

He started walking over to them slowly as they spoke, stopping and furrowing his brow at Madison not being an angel.  On one hand, they already knew that she wasn’t just an angel, but a hybrid between an angel and a human, but she seemed more angel than human.  He didn’t speak up about the observations, only watched Cas explain their safety plan.

As Madison turned and was instantly impaled, his fatherly instincts took over, causing him to run to her, “Nooo!  No.  Hey kid…”

He grabbed her, his hand cradling her head in case she collapsed and his other hand coming to hold the blade in her back.  As Castiel dispatched the angel behind him, causing his body to nearly fall onto Sam’s legs as he collapsed, Madison swatted Dean’s hand away from her back.  She grabbed the handle of the blade herself, slowly pulling it from her back.

Dean looked to Sam, asking him to chime in as he attempted to stop her hand from removing the blade.  She finished and dropped the blade with a loud ring onto the sidewalk, the wound not even bleeding.

“That hurt…”, she whispered, her eyes angry and scared again, glowing amber and bright. Castiel stepped forward and placed a hand on her shoulder, which she shrugged off, a slight wind surrounding her again.  Dean desperately looked to Sam for answers, as Sam had been through this with her before.