She can still feel his hands around her throat. Lifting her higher and higher as blackness began flooding her vision. She clawed desperately at his hand but it only made his grip tighten. She was going to die. Her kicking feet and clawing hands began to slow until they stopped altogether and feel to her side limply.
She didn't see him fight her attacker in a way that showed pure rage. She didn't see him beat into her attacker over and over again as he begged for his life. It was the first time he had ever experienced such rage and pure hatred before in his lifetime.
He glanced up expecting to see his lover climbing to her feet but instead she hadn't moved and a pool of blood had begun to peak out from underneath her. The rage dissipated immediately and panic set in as the pool slowly became bigger and bigger.
He threw the attacker aside and fell to his knees beside her. "No, no, no, no. Keona please stay with me darling." He scooped the bloody body into his arms and let out a small sigh of relief when she flashed a bloody smile.
"You…must let…me...go…" He shook his head violently as a sob escaped his lips. It was the first time he had ever cried before. "Keona I won't let them take you. There has to be another way!" She began to cough, more blood pouring from the side of her mouth.
"I t-trust you. Please Castiel…before…they kill us both. I'll be…f-fine." She gave him another bloody smile but it didn't comfort the angel. Her breathing was raspy and there was blood everywhere. Her body would never be able to heal from an injury like this quick enough.
He knew deep down that she was right. They would kill him too if they found out and if they captured Keona it would only be a matter of time before they did. "I'm so sorry Keona. I'm so, so, sorry." He had stood by Keona since she was born and ever since she had discovered the existence of angels she had stood by him.
He could hear the rest of their Garrison along with others coming as he stroked her blood matted hair and muttered 'I'm sorry' over and over again. He wanted to fi this desperately but he had been almost completely cut off from heaven. After the two had rebelled Raphael had made it his personal mission to kill both of them.
Her body began to convulse and for a moment Castiel feared he was going to loose her. It wasn't until she began coughing again that he let go of the breath he didn't know he had been holding. He couldn't watch her die. Not after everything they'd been through.
She reached up with a bloody hand and cupped his cheek. Instinctively he leaned into her touch and covered her hand with his. "It's gonna...be okay C-Cas." He leaned down and kissed her one final time with promises of would have been and what should have been.
She tried her best to smile at him because whenever she smiled at him he always smiled back. But her eyes were beginning to droop and it was becoming harder and harder to breathe. She had caused all of his. This her own fault.
He didn't smile back. Instead he lifted her shirt up just enough to reveal her stomach. He pulled his angel blade from his sleeve and gently pressed the tip against her tanned skin.
"Close your eyes."
She squeezed her eyes shut as tight as she could and caught a faint whisper of forgiveness before the wave of blinding pain hit.