The loud shriek of a terrified little girl filled the house. Her parents rushed to her upon instinct carrying holy water and a shotgun filled with rock salt. The whole house got quiet once they opened her door. She had her blankets pulled over her head and they could see her shaking.

"Gwen?" Her father walked over to her side and knelt beside the small bed. She didn't answer him. "Gwen what's wrong?" he asked in a stern voice.

"Daddy?" She questioned not really sure who had come to her rescue.

"Yea, it's me sweetheart." He lightened his tone.

The little girl threw her blankets away and jumped into his arms. He nearly fell over at the sheer force of her jump. "Daddy make him stop!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Make what stop?" Her mother walk into the room and sat on the bed.

"The voice... it keeps whispering and waking me up." She sniffed as her father picked her up and sat on the bed with her in his lap.

"What is the voice saying?" Her mother asked a bit worried about the poor girl who was so afraid.

The little girl rubbed her eyes and looked up at her parents. They smiled down at her and she felt her fer melt away quickly. "He keeps saying names." She took a deep breath.

"He?" Her father asked looking over at his wife who was just as confused. "Dose he have a name?"

"C...Castel...Casiel..." She stuttered not really knowing how to pronounce his name.

Both parents let out a very relieved sigh. They shook their heads and looked down at their daughter. "Castiel?" He mother asked and the girl's eyes went wide. They both laughed and her father laid her back down. "Alright Gwen listen to me okay?" Her mother said in a soft voice. "Castiel will never harm you I promise." She smiled. "Just try to ignore him...okay?"

"But he's loud... he scares me." She sniffed clutching her stuff bear that her father had placed next to her.

"Yes Castiel is very loud, but you shouldn't be afraid." Her mother said. "Next time he wakes you up... yell at him. Say Castiel I am trying to sleep." She huffed and Gwen let out a little laugh. "Go ahead... yell at him." She nudged her daughter.

"I'm trying to sleep!" Her little voice was as shaky but she still smiled.

"See..." She paused. "He's gone now."

"Okay." The little girl rubbed her eyes and yawned.

She quickly fell asleep under the watchful eye of her parents. Once she was asleep they snuck out of her room and closed the door. They both looked at each other with a sigh. "We really have to do something about Cas's timing." He huffed as they both made their way back to their bedroom.

"Hey he's your guardian angel... you talk to him." She laughed with a yawn trying not to rub her tired eyes.

Once the couple lay back down in their bed, placing their weapons back under the frame they faced each other and smiled. "Good night Clara." He smiled placing a soft kiss on her lips.

She hummed in ease and sighed closing her eyes. "Goodnight Dean."