Hi guys! This is my first attempt at a Supernatural fanfiction. I fell in love with the MegxCastiel pairing in Abandon All Hope and my adoration of this pairing was cemented in Caged Heat. The fact that Castiel even found porn had me laughing so hard I was crying. Anyway, this idea popped into my head and I ran with it. I had every intention of keeping it to myself, but I decided I wanted to share it. I hope you all like it.

I do not own Supernatural.

She was at peace. She smiled as the sun warmed her skin and a slight breeze kept her cool despite the summer heat. The waves lapped at her feet as the tide came in and she giggled to herself. Paradise, she was in paradise. She was happy here, in this beautiful place, a place to call her own. No one bothered her, no one trespassed, it was her own sanctuary. Despite her happiness, something ate at her, told her this wasn't right. That she didn't deserve this beauty, happiness, or were times when she looked at her reflection and she didn't see her face, but the face of a monster, a demon with eyes as dark and emotionless as the abyss. She shook the dark thoughts from her mind and focused on tanning. She was happy.

"Why are we working with these abominations?" "Keep talking dirty. Makes my meatsuit all dewy."

She shook her head and closed her eyes. It wasn't the first time she'd heard them, and it probably wouldn't be the last, but she was in paradise and she was going to enjoy every second of it.

"Will you look at her? My caretaker. All of that thorny pain. So beautiful" "We've been over this. I don't like poetry. Put up or shut up."

This time she sat up, because there was a pair of gorgeous blue eyes staring at her so strongly that she felt like she was on fire from the inside out. She looked at the ocean and then at the sky, and neither were as beautiful she had originally believed; at least not compared to those eyes.

"Why are you so sweet on me Clarence?" "I don't know. And I still don't know who Clarence is." "Would it kill you to watch a movie or read a book?" "A movie, no. But a book, with the proper spell, yeah it could kill me."

The deep, rough voice echoed in her mind and every time she blinked, she saw those eyes. She stood up, and wiped the sand off her hands. She looked around, and sadly, nothing was as beautiful as she originally thought. Not anymore, they didn't compare to the voice and the eyes. What was she supposed to do now? Stay in this place? This place that was so beautiful, she had called it her own, had brought her peace?

She closed her eyes, and told herself that when she opened them, paradise would be enough for her. She was not prepared for what her mind showed her. Suddenly she was somewhere else, her back pressed against a dirty wall with a man pressing his lips to hers, his hand in her hair, and her legs wrapped around his waist. Then it was over.

"I learned that from the pizza man." "Well A plus for you. I feel so…clean."

She opened her eyes and realized that her knees were weak, butterflies were flying around her stomach, and her lips felt bruised. Her red lips pulled into a playful half smirk. She would worry about figuring it out later. She lay back down in the sand, still smirking, and slowly began to fall into dreamland, where an angel with gorgeous blue eyes was waiting for her. 'Now this is paradise.'

I have an idea for a sequel, it would be another one shot. Not sure if I would go on from there. Let me know what you think. :)