Author's note – OK, OK, I know I should carry on with my other stories, but this idea came to me. I'm sorry. I needed to write the destiel. My babies needed me to. Sorry.

So this is set at the beginning of season 9, with Cas as a human. Also, when Sam stopped doing the demon trials, he was fine, so Cas can live with the Winchesters in the bunker. *wink wink*

Hope you enjoy!

Castiel vs Humans

When Dean and Sam left the church, to return to Dean's beloved impala, they saw the angels falling. At once Dean's mind travelled to one angel in particular, a dark-haired, trench-coated angel that, as Dean's favourite description of him dictated, "looks like Columbo, talks like Rain man."

Sam cast a glance to his older brother, and, seeing the worry etched onto his face, nudged him.

"Dude," he spoke softly, "what's the matter?"

"We have to find Cas," the older Winchester replied firmly. "Now."

The brothers got into the car, after Sam persuaded Dean to let him drive, which Dean only gave into once Sam had pointed out that Dean's hands were shaking too much, out of worry for his best friend, and Sam suspected, possibly more.

"You so much as scratch her, Sammy, I will tie you up and leave you at a cheap motel somewhere." Dean warned, but Sam could tell the threats were empty, his brother was too worried to concentrate properly.

Once they got on the road, Dean took out his mobile phone and pressed 2 on speed dial. He heard the dial tone and several long beeps. After the fifth beep, the phone was answered.

"Hello, Dean." Was the greeting. Dean noticed the fatigue in the angel's voice.

"Cas?" Dean asked sharply, the worry clear in his voice. "Are you okay? We saw the angels fall, and-"

"Dean" Cas cut him off mid-sentence. "I'm okay, I think."

Dean relaxed a little before stiffening in his seat once again. "You think?"

"Metatron, he... he took my grace Dean." Dean could hear the anguish and fear in Castiel's voice, and knew his friend was upset.

"Cas, Cas, hey, hey it's okay, alright, everything's going to be okay." Dean reassured Castiel, although he was clearly nervous himself. "Alright Cas, do you know where you are?"

"Um..." Castiel looked around and swallowed. "I don't think so. Some wood somewhere. I don't know."

"Alright, I'm gonna track the GPS on your phone. We're coming to get you, Cas, just sit tight, okay? Hang on Cas. Hang on. Everything's going to be alright."

With that Dean hung up the phone and looked to his left to see his brother looking anxiously at him.

"Eyes on the road, Sammy," Dean said.

"What's going on? Is he okay?" Sam asked Dean.

"Metatron stole his grace. He's here," Dean showed Sam Castiel's location on his phone, "And he's scared as hell. So we need to go and pick him up."

The two brothers spent the rest of the journey in silence.

Author's note – so there's chapter 1, I guess. Next chapter will be them finding Cas and bringing him back to the bunker. Much angst. Much destiel. Much cuddling.

So yeah, please review, and I'll post some more whenever.

Author out, suckers! *Flies away on a magical floating badger and disappears from sight*