Let the Skyfall
I do not own Supernatural in any way.
A/N-Welcome to the second story in the Celeste/Castiel series, Let the Skyfall. I felt this title was appropriate because Season 5 deals with the apocalypse.
The next morning, Gabriel still sat by Celeste's bedside.
She still wasn't responding.
He concentrated his angelic energy and focused on healing Celeste. His power hit a barrier.
Whoever did this to her had placed a barrier up so she couldn't be healed by angelic energy.
The person wanted Celeste dead like the rest of the nephilim.
"Please wake up Celeste", Gabriel begged.
Dean and Sam walked into the storage facility and found demons dead on the floor.
"I see you told the demons where the sword is", Zachariah said.
Sam and Dean turned to face him.
Zachariah stood there with two other angels.
"Oh, thank god. The angels are here", Dean said sarcastically.
"And to think...they could have grabbed it any time they wanted", Zachariah said. Zachariah waved his hand and the door closed. "It was right in front of them", Zachariah said.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"We may have planted that particular piece of prophecy inside Chuck's skull, but it happened to be true. We did lose the Michael sword. We truly couldn't find it. Until now. You've just hand-delivered it to us", Zachariah said.
"We don't have anything", Dean told him.
"It's you, chucklehead. You're the Michael sword", Zachariah said.
Dean just stared at the angel.
"What, you thought you could actually kill Lucifer? You simpering wad of insecurity and self-loathing? No. You're just a human, Dean. And not much of one", Zachariah said.
"What do you mean, I'm the sword?" Dean asked.
"You're Michael's weapon. Or, rather, his...receptacle", Zachariah told Dean.
"I'm a vessel?" Dean asked.
"You're the vessel. Michael's vessel", Zachariah said.
"How? Why—why me?" Dean asked.
"Because you're chosen! It's a great honor, Dean", Zachariah said.
"Oh, yeah. Yeah, life as an angel condom. That's real fun. I think I'll pass, thanks", Dean said sarcastically.
"Joking. Always joking. Well...no more jokes", Zachariah said. He raised one hand in the form of a gun. He pointed it at Dean and then to Sam. "Bang".
Sam fell to the ground, unable to stand with broken legs. "God!" Sam yelled.
"You son of a bitch!" Dean yelled at Zachariah.
"Keep mouthing off, I'll break more than his legs. I am completely and utterly through screwing around. The war has begun. We don't have our general. That's bad. Now, Michael is going to take his vessel and lead the final charge against the adversary. You understand me?" Zachariah said.
"How many humans die in the crossfire, huh? A million? Five, ten?" Dean asked.
"Probably more. If Lucifer goes unchecked, you know how many die? All of them. He'll roast the planet alive", Zachariah told Dean.
"There's a reason you're telling me this instead of just nabbing me. You need my consent. Michael needs my say-so to ride around in my skin", Dean said.
"Unfortunately, yes", Zachariah said.
"Well, there's got to be another way", Dean said.
"There is no other way. There must be a battle. Michael must defeat the serpent. It is written", Zachariah told him.
"Yeah, maybe. But, on the other hand... Eat me. The answer's no", Dean said.
"Okay. How about this? Your friend Bobby—we know he's gravely injured. Say yes, and we'll heal him. Say no, he'll never walk again", Zachariah threatened.
Sam looked up at Dean.
"No", Dean said again.
"Then how about we heal you from...stage-four stomach cancer?" Zachariah asked.
Dean doubled over coughing. He coughed into his palm. He looked down and found blood. "No", Dean repeated.
"Then let's get really creative. Uh, let's see how...Sam does without his lungs", Zachariah said.
Dean turned to look at Sam who was gasping for breath.
"Are we having fun yet? You're going to say yes, Dean", Zachariah told him.
"Just kill us", Dean said.
"Kill you? Oh, no. I'm just getting started", Zachariah said.
There was a bright light.
Zachariah turned as one of the angels collapsed to the ground dead, a bloody hole in his throat.
Castiel stood beside him.
The other angel began to fight Castiel. The angel and Castiel slammed each other into various things.
Castiel turned the angel around and stabbed him in the back.
The angel's grace was ripped from his body and he dropped to the ground.
Zachariah stared at Castiel as he walked closer. "How are you..." Zachariah asked.
"Alive? That's a good question. How did these two end up on that airplane? Another good question. 'Cause the angels didn't do it. I think we both know the answer, don't we?" Castiel asked Zachariah.
"No. That's not possible", Zachariah said.
"It scares you. Well, it should. Now, put these boys back together, and Celeste, and go. I won't ask twice", Castiel said.
Zachariah vanished.
Sam looked up and around, surprised.
Dean and Sam stand up.
"You two need to be more careful", Castiel said.
"Yeah, I'm starting to get that. Your frat brothers are bigger jerks than I thought", Dean said.
"I don't mean the angels. Lucifer is circling his vessel. And once he takes it, those hex bags won't be enough to protect you", Castiel told them. Castiel placed a hand on Sam and Dean's chests.
They gasped.
"What the hell was that?" Dean asked.
"An Enochian sigil. It'll hide you from every angel in creation, including Lucifer", Castiel said.
"What, did you just brand us with it?" Dean asked.
"No. I carved it into your ribs", Castiel said.
"How's Celeste? Is she okay?" Dean asked.
"I don't know", Castiel said.
There was a moment of silence.
"Hey, Cass, were you really dead?" Sam asked.
"Yes", Castiel said.
"Then how are you back?" Dean asked.
Castiel disappeared leaving Sam and Dean alone with the dead.
Gabriel heard the fluttering of wings and stood up.
Castiel stood in the doorway.
"Get out", Gabriel growled, "You promised nothing would happen to her. I should've never let her go after you and those boys".
"It wasn't the Winchester's fault or mine. It was Zachariah who did this to her", Castiel told him.
"Zachariah", Gabriel hissed.
"Have you tried healing her?" Castiel asked.
"Of course I've tried!" Gabriel snapped.
Castiel walked past him and up to where Celeste was lying on the bed. A thought struck him. He leaned down and lightly kissed her, like the first time they had kissed. He pulled back.
A whimper came from Celeste. "Cass", she croaked.
Castiel smiled at Celeste being able to tell it was him simply by his kiss.
Gabriel pushed Castiel aside. "Celeste", Gabriel said, "Can you open your eyes?"
Celeste's eyes slowly opened.
Gabriel smiled and kissed her forehead.
"Dean. Where's Dean?" she asked, "How's Sam?"
Gabriel rolled his eyes.
"Sam broke the last seal", Castiel said.
"Which means?" she asked.
"Lucifer is free", Castiel said.
"You let him break the final seal!?" she yelled hoarsely.
"The angels didn't want to stop the breaking of the seals", Castiel told her, "Dean tried to stop Sam, but was too late".
Celeste brought her knees up to her chest. "Oh my god", she said breathlessly.
"We'll keep you safe", Gabriel told her, "Nothing will happen to you".
"And Sam and Dean?" she asked.
"We don't know", Castiel said.
"You were dead", she said, "I saw you die".
Castiel sat next to her on the bed.
She immediately grabbed onto his trench coat and buried her face his neck.
His scent was the same.
Gabriel looked at Castiel and left the room.
"I promised you I'd never leave you", Castiel said, "I meant it".
"I know", she said, "I love you Cass".
He pulled back and looked into Celeste's eyes. "I love you too", he said.
Celeste smiled and kissed him.
So Castiel has finally told Celeste that he loves her. Yay!