~One~ [Location: Beach at Osten] There'll be no Goo Goo Dolls songs here

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The angel formerly known as Anna Milton stood on the beach attached to Professir River Song's property. Her eyes were closed, the sound of the ocean crashing against the shore flooding her ears. The human in her chided the angel for picking such a place to quiet her thoughts, clear her mind. It's like out of freaking City of Angels! The redhead attempted to squash those thoughts back down, concentrate on the relaxing sound of the waves.

In the time that Anna had been in Taxon, she'd been staying in the Sanctuary. Not that she needed a place to sleep, it just felt...natural. As much as she was an angel, a part of her was still Anna Milton, twenty-three years old, parents involved in the church. She craved a good milkshake and chocolate and all the wonderful things that made life as a human wonderful. She did, indeed, miss the sex as well. Although, with Dean around, she may not have had to worry about that.

Anna quickly chastized herself for thinking such a thing. After she'd explained to him, in a vague water color-y way, what had happened between him and Alistair, she'd noticed how it affected him. He was quiet, using his humor and a fake smile to hide the pain. To even suggest to him.... That would just be asking for trouble. And it'd be possible that Castiel would pop in and see them...together and that wouldn't be the best thing in the world to happen.

Anna shook her head, a bemused smile crossing her face as she lifting a hand to her forehead, fingertips brushing against the pale skin there. For an angel, you're awfully slutty, her human side chided. Anna chuckled softly, "Yeah, I kinda am."