"Cassandra." Hearing my name from his lips was foreign, like a distant memory, and every bit as painful. "Castiel." His name sounded unfamiliar, like the words were heavy on my tongue. I hadn't spoken his name out loud in what seemed like centuries. -- Nephilim-half human, half angel. Cassandra finds out what that really means the hard way, after a passionate night with an angel brings a gift... After eight years he shows up, and this time, he isn't about to leave as quickly. But will Cassandra welcome him with open arms, or will she resent him for the years of pain and suffering?