At first when I hear his voice I jump but then for some odd reason, I become really calm and felt at ease. Its like the cure for all my worries just washed inside me and took them out. After some time goes by and I remember exactly what it is that I'm suppose to do, I go inside the small black room and close the door behind me. When my eyes adjust to the lightening of the room, I see him standing in the only corner of the room that the cameras can't see. If this man isn't a genius I'll be surprised. I gesture for him to sit down in his seat, now since I'm closer I can see that he unlocked the cuffs and left them folded up neatly on the table. I take my seat and lay the papers on the table in front of myself, like I always do. When I look back up at Jimmy I smile as he frowns and cocks his head to the side. Its kind of adorable to be honest. But I'm only into girls.
"I would say we don't have all day but that'd be a lie." I smirk when he exhales and grumbles something about this being Metatron's fault. So maybe Scout or Gabriel was the smart one out of the simple Angels. Jimmy here just might be great with lock-picking. That's a shame I was really hoping he'd have an interesting mind. I've come to see that simple criminals bore me to death. But the real smart ones amaze me. I actually beg the courts to let them have more time in jail so I can learn more about them. If Metatron is the genius out of the three, I'm going to claw my eyes out and set my ears on fire.
Jimmy startles me when he suddenly plops into his chair. His trenchcoat scrunches up as he leans forward to rest his arms on the table. My eyes trail down his body till they find a tie that is on backwards. I'm tempted to lean over and fix it but he might attack me. Nothing is holding him back so I need to be extra careful. Well that is until I learn what kind of guy he is. Metatron is the kind that will attack you if he sees any openings to do so. While Gabriel will watch and observe until he finds a way out. Who will Jimmy be?
"Why?" His voice is deep and sounds dry, maybe I should get him a bottle of water. He has been in here longer than the other two.
"Why what?" I raise my eyebrow and fold my arms.
"I'm out of the handcuffs, shouldn't you be getting the officers in here to watch me? I thought you would at least try to put them back on me." I shrug my shoulders and start to explain myself when loud knocking echoes off the door.
"Officer Winchester, please open the door." Officer Bill, I think, yells. I raise my hands and face one of the cameras.
"Its okay, I got this. No need to waste your time. I'll call for you when I need you." I yell back to him, hopefully he hears me. Theres a moment of silence from both inside the room and out. Then heavy footsteps leave the door and slowly escape my hearing distance. I sigh and turn back to Jimmy, who looks like he just got hit in the face with a book.
"Why?" He demands, its almost like he doesn't understand kindness. But I suppose that by just letting him not wear handcuffs isn't exactly showing kindness.
"I like my job, Jimmy. I talk to people like you and find out how their brain works. I have discovered that if you do something, its for a reason. So you getting out of those handcuffs wasn't to escape, was it?" He looks up into my eyes and for the first time, green meets blue. They look like the sky on a nice day. They seem so innocent and beautiful. So why are they here of all places? I could stare into them all day.
"When my father made humans, I thought that they all worked the same way. When one sees something that isn't suppose to be, then they all eliminate it. So why is it Dean Winchester, that you have acted differently from the rest? Even the ones that are insane." He cocks his head again and leans closer to me. Theres only about four inches between us so I sit back in my chair and cough with discomfort. This dude needed to learn a thing or two about personal space.
"I could say the same for you, Angel. Now are we good? I'd love to start questioning you." The Angel looks around the room before setting his eyesight back on me.
"Okay Dean" he nods his head and inspects my eyes. If this shit keeps happening I'm going to just drop this case and move away. I'm not allowed to be in romantic relationships with any criminal and I'm certainly not into dudes. Not once in my whole life have I ever stared at another man and today is not going to be any different.
"First question, how do you know my name?" I open my notebook, yeah remember notepad? well I had to upgrade it since the first two crazies filled it all up, and get my pen read for notes.
"I knew it would be you Dean, I always have. Its just like Anna told me it'd be like, when I first saw you. You mortals are so oblivious to everything around you so I doubt you remember what happened. Does that answer your question?" He raises an eyebrow and waits for my reply. Dear lord please help me. Why does is he doing this to me? I've never once had to resist a patient of mine before. In a sexual way or any way. I will not let this be the first.
"Okay, um, no not really. It just brings up more questions. So Jimmy-" he interrupts me "My name is Castiel, I am the Angel of thursday. You are using the name of my vessal." After a deep sigh from me I continue.
"Castiel, have you been watching me with Metatron and Gabriel? Do you know where I live?" I try to keep my questions at a limit of two. He ponders for a bit to think of a response.
"No the first time I saw you, I was with Anna but the other times I was alone. I do in fact know of the current place you are taking refuge in. Gabriel and Metatron are not actually angels, Dean so you don't need to worry. They believed they were but I am the only true angel here." I stare at him for a second before shaking my head.
"Were? I talked to both of them this morning and they still believed it." Who's Anna?! Is she like his girlfriend? I ain't about to have some bitch get in my way. Oh God no I didn't mean- Okay maybe I did but I don't like guys. I don't like dick. I don't like dick. I definately will never like dick. When I look back up at Cas, I become horrified. He's grinning like he just... like he just read my mind. Shit I just spoke out loud didn't I?! Damn it.
"I found both of Metatrons and Gabriels vessals. I helped my brothers be accepted then we went and killed some demons. After that Metatron tricked me and Gabriel into staying in our vessals. Metatron has probably escaped his vessal after deceiving you and the others. His vessal stays but the angel isn't there. Gabriel is an archangel so I'm sure that he had enough grace left in him to simply leave the vessal. Therefore, I am the only Angel you have left now. Metatron's spell is most likely temporary so I'll be staying here for awhile. That is until I gain enough strength to leave this vessal myself." He smiles to himself then examines his fingers.
He's not leaving and thats final. "What if I tell my officials that you're insane? You'll be sent away to a place where you can't escape." I flash him a grin just to annoy him.
"I will still escape Dean, I am an Angel. I am powerful enough to escape anywhere, Heaven or Hell." He scoots his chair forward and grabs my hand. "I also know that you, Dean Winchester, would never be that cruel." His smile that comes next makes me smile back. But then I feel the smile melt away when I think about what he has said.
"Prove it, Cas." I dare him. He sits back and squints his eyes.
"No, if you have faith then I don't need to." He smiles like hes won. Aw hell nah. An angel dude is not beating me.
"Well some people believe in order to have faith you need proof." Ha take that Angel, try me.
"Fine if you must have it be like that." He arises and closes his eyes for a brief moment. When his eyes open the lights on the ceiling explode, sending little sparks down on the ground. I flinch and cover my head as they fall to the ground. I feel myself shake with shock, did he really do that? When I feel that I am safe from the sparks I lift my head up and looks from the Angel in the trenchcoat to the mess he's made.
"Did you- Thats impossible! Well I guess not really since you just- Castiel sit down please you're making me nervous!" I babble on as he smiles to himself. That asshole, and he made me believe he was human this whole time!
"Do you see now? I am an Angel Dean and the three men I killed were not humans. They were demons. Now release me from this room. The Device that Watches has been destroyed so you're human friends will be coming to get me. Hurry, while they'res still time." He walks over to me and ushers me up and out of my seat. I can't help him! I just met this dude even if he is an angel. God what should I do?
"What would helping you do for me? Cas buddy I need to know that if I make myself a criminal by letting you out, you won't just leave me. You can promise me that right?" I beg him as I tug on his sleeve. He's not looking at me anymore, too busy worrying about the cops. He takes a moment to look at me, in the eyes, before ripping his arm out of my hands.
"If you're going to help me, then do it. Stop wasting precious time." Cas walks over to door and opens it. But not without using some of his strength. Then I feel myself break into tiny little pieces. One part of my heart wants to help this Angel and the other knows what will happen when he leaves me for Heaven. I close my eyes, I'm beginning to hear the footsteps that stomp down the hallways. I need to decide on what I'm planning to do before I hope my eyes. The footsteps echo louder in the empty hallways. Cas is screaming at me to hurry up and decide as his hands shake me.
Suddenly everything clears, I open my eyes and almost in slowmo watch the world as it moves, without me. The choice I made is not one I'm proud of. Sam would be disappointed with me. As would my mom too. I mean come on who is ever in a situation where an Angel needs you to help him either finds its way back home or goes to jail? Certainly not gay-boy sammy. But I made my choice and I should follow it. Right?