"I guess you are Sherlock," the long haired one chuckled. "I'm Sam Winchester."

"I'm Dean Winchester," the green eyed one said.

"And my name is Castiel," the black haired man explained.

"Castiel? Like the angel of Thursday?" John interrupted.

"No, I'm just a regular angel," Castiel replied.

John laughed. "There's no such thing."

Castiel sighed. "Do I have to do this?"

The other two nodded.

The lights flickered. Castiel's eyes glowed white. The shadow he cast was not human. It had wings.