Summary: Set in 2014 (5x04). When a twenty year old girl arrives at the camp, Castiel is assigned to look after her. As time progresses they grow closer, and in the end of times, they both need someone to hold. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters, 'cause they all belong to a genius called Eric Kripke *Blesses him in a shower of cookies for giving us such a wonderful series*

Pairings: Dean/Jo, Castiel/OC, Chuck/Becky.

A/N: PLEASE review and let me know if you want me to continue this! Thanks for reading, favouriting, alerting and reviewing my fics everyone, it means a lot!


Someone to Hold

Chapter One: Safety

A pair of bloodied, dirt covered feet stumbled through the mud and the rain, the body attached to them weak and desperate for warmth. The body shivered and its insides grumbled, pulsed and throbbed. The head above the body throbbed too, the mind inside the skull disorientated and the beautiful blue eyes leaking salty tears, the rainwater mixing with them to run down the pale skin of the face, over the soft lips and down the perfect neck the head was attached to. The rain beat mercilessly against slender bare shoulders, cascading down a body clad in a thin dress and underwear before running down beautiful arms and legs, back to the ground where the feet brought some of it back up. The thin torso growled from the inside. Hungry. The dark hair that covered the head was plastered to the face due to the rain. The hair was long and wavy, resting at the torso's shoulder blades.

The soul within the body was inwardly screaming, crying out for help, but nothing emerged from the soft, full lips but soft pathetic sobs and whimpers. The feet slipped in the mud and the body fell to the floor, but the legs remained strong as the arms and knees pushed the body back up, the legs and feet moving again staggering even more this time. The mud on the face and in the hair was washed away by the rain, the cold water sending the body into a wrack of shivers. The blue eyes locked on something in the distance. Two watchtowers and large gates, a large wall surrounding something…shelter? Safety?

The body stumbled towards the gates and collapsed in the mud, shouts and movement heard. Then the body felt arms, hands burning at the freezing cold skin of the arms. The body then felt itself being lifted from the floor. The mind eased it's ramblings a little as the body was carried through the gates. The eyes fluttered closed, the body went limp and the mind closed down…for now.

-TBC-