Chapter Four
In the Impala
Sam made a quick checklist in his head of things that would set off alarm bells for him: is the witch dead? Check. Are his tracks covered? Check. Are his friends and family safe? Check for now.
So what was bothering him? The young Winchester's hunter sense was tingling. He looked around him, but all he saw was his brother in the seat beside him and his friend Cas in the back. There were no vampires, no demons, no werewolves and no witches. Despite Sam's apparent security, he felt like a baby deer about to be squished by an eighteen-wheeler.
Dean, in the back of his mind, was aware of his brother's discomfort. Pressing slightly more importantly in his mind was the question of what to with the recovered grace, and most urgently Dean was watching the angel who had recently appeared in the seat behind him. Dean knew it was foolish, but from the second that the hole in the ceiling had opened and Castiel had regained his powers, the hunter felt like Cas was going to smite him.
Perhaps the most chaotic thoughts were those of Castiel. He was struggling internally between physically injuring the hunter in front of him and hugging him in relief. The first thousands of years of Castiel's life were filled with a normal amount of activity for an angel: doing something outside of heaven about once every century and then returning. Before meeting the Winchesters he had spent about 25 years total on Earth, in a vessel. Since meeting the Winchesters he had spent about as much time away from heaven as he had in the past four centuries combined. It had been a rollercoaster-ride of betrayal, forgiveness, redemption and battle. He had become a God, been murdered by his Brother, revived by his Father, been driven insane by Lucifer, and gone through countless other tribulations with the Winchesters. When he first met Dean, he was in Hell, and he had "gripped him tight and raised him from Perdition." Cas smiled slightly as he remembered how out of place his speech and inflection had been. His smile faded as he remembered some of the bad things too,- Dean becoming a demon, his trying to kill the Winchesters, the Winchesters trying to kill him and his time in Purgatory. After a while, he thought about his family he first thought about his eldest Brothers, whose fight caused so much grief, and then those angels who showed him kindness and friendship, such as Anna Milton, Balthazar, Gabriel and Hannah. Finally, he thinks about his latest family, the two brothers sitting in the front of the Impala. He wondered how long they will last before they turn against him, or worse, die and don't come back. He looks up at Dean and Sam, wondering if those two will end as tragically as all of his relationships seemed to. Castiel knew that they would both give their lives for him, at least at the moment. Until their next adventure, he was content with that.
Fin
So? What did you think? Thanks to all who stuck with the story so far. It's not bad for my first story, but it's still not as good as I want it to be, especially the ending. The story is done for now, and I don't have any plans for sequels in the near future. I would like to extend a special thanks to Tmk13 and pryde23, as well as anyone who followed this story. Please comment, I love hearing what you think even if it is criticism. Thanks and love,
Zammi
