We Are Broken

Hey! Well this is my first story so be kind I'm just testing my writing skills but if this gets good reviews I might make it into a story. It's just a beginning chapter so it's small.

Okay well first chapter this story is set sixteen years in the future and Claire is from this time so about sixteen years after season 5 (but events that happened in season 5 probably happened in this story)

Life is like what dean saw when he went 5 years into the future the Castiel in the story is still an angel but in hiding and his powers have weekend he has kind of given up on faith.

Claire wants to go to the past to stop whatever it was that ruined her childhood and everybody else's life. Is she telling the truth about why she's doing this or does she just want to get away from it all?

I picked up the old piece of chalk, and drew the symbol on the old wooden floor underneath me, wondering how on earth I was going to do this, as Castiel lit five candles in a circle surrounding me, he used matches not his finger this time saving all he's got for us to do this.

He walked over to me "Sixteen years is a hell of a long time, are you sure you want to do this Claire?" Cas stearing into my eyes forcing me to stare right back into those big blue, angelic eyes. He didn't want me to leave but I know this is what I have to do.

"Cas..." I whispered just enough so he could hear my voice, and reached my hand over cupping his cheek feeling the thick stubble he has grown that makes him look older than the non ageing 25 year old that he really is.

"You shouldn't go it's too dangerous" Castiel put his hand over mine.

I smile "this has to be done" I said strongly even though I was scared, no terrified

"I only have enough strength in my power to do this once I won't be able to bring you back" his eyes are worried, unconfident.

"Well hopefully I can change the past, so in the future I won't have to leave you" I just hope my plan was successful "it'll be like I never left, trust me"

"of course I trust you" he leaned over and kissed my lips softly "your dad's going to shoot me for this" he let out a small smile and then shook his head probably realising how much trouble he would get into.

"Shoot you, for what? Sending me sixteen years into the past or for this?" I smiled and kissed him again softly on his lips as he retaliated, becoming more passionate as he pressed his lips harder onto mine and ran his hand down my back, both of us knowing that we could possibly never see each other ever again.

"I'm not doing this for him, you know?" I said after I pulled away from his lips but staying in his safe grip "I mean my dad does what he does, it's just the type of person he is, and he's been through a heap of crap which makes him do things he doesn't mean"

Castiel softly ran his finger down and caressed my face circling the bruise around my eye, he hates what my dad does to me so did I "you can go back only five years and change what happened and I could bring you back" he pleaded

"I have to go back sixteen years to save so many more people, going back five years would only help me" when this plan had occurred to me about 8 months ago I had thought of that but so many people have lost their lives due to the apocalypse and I was now the only one who could stop it.

Cas handed me my black duffel, put it in the middle of the symbol and surrounding candles where I stand now "guns are all loaded, plenty of extra ammo, silver bullets, everything you need and some money so you can get around plus some fake ID's and credit cards"

He looked at me "goodbye Claire, be safe"

I smiled "bye Cas, promise to stay away from my father" one last joke before I left it might also be some good advice.

I didn't realise but Castiel had already started chanting in Latin the wind picked up even though we were inside the candles flickered and as he finished light surrounded me I could still see Cas through the light he waved and I waved back a tear rolling from my eye as I saw his eyes building with liquid.

Within a second a huge flash nearly blinded me but my eyes were still open and I was falling and all I could see was white.