Rory had found out about the garden by the church from someone on the island, at the moment he couldn't remember who. He just knew that he wnated to go see it. It was his father's after all. Even if it wasn't the man that would be his father, the name Castiel still meant something to him.
Rather than taking his time walking, he decided to fly, landing rather gracefully just outside the garden. There was no doubting his agnel roots, but the demon also shown through to anyone that knew where to look. He spotted the woman and thought for a second that it might be his mom, but she felt different. Wrong. Yet another Meg that wasn't his mother.
"Hey." he said quietly, though he was sure she'd known he was there already.