Bond
By
Ava Brett
Chapter Six
Disclaimer – None of the characters who are mentioned in the below story that you recognise belong to me they clearly belong to Eric Kripke… I don't think I can take credit for the Angels either… because I don't think anyone living can take credit for them… well you get the drift anyway.
Author note - *Ava uploads her chapter and skips away*
Castiel hated being surrounded by so many humans, hated the way their souls would cry out for help, reaching for him as though his touch alone could push out the taint which infected them. Normally he kept away from them but he had been unable to stay away from his bond mate after what happened.
That had changed everything.
Castiel's eyes fixed on the Dean the moment he stepped into the diner, everything else melting away as though they didn't exist. To him they didn't, there was only Dean.
Dean who looked ready to flee; from him, from the scene, from everything.
His face was pale and covered in a thin sheen of sweat, a tremble going through the young man's body which Castiel doubted he had even been aware of. Instead he seemed frozen to the spot, large green eyes fixed on Castiel in a way which made the Angel swallow hard in longing.
Every instinct he possessed was screaming at him to grab Dean and escape with him, not stopping until his bond mate was in Castiel's home safe and unable to leave and yet he knew that if he was to attempt that then Dean would fight him every step of the way which might lead to him being injured and Castiel could not risk that happening.
Instead he walked a few steps forward and stopped aware of the hush which had descended across the diner as everyone watched the scene unfolding.
"Dean" Castiel remarked softly, watching at the way Dean's eyes closed at his name, his body swaying toward Castiel before he stopped himself, jerking back and holding himself still. "I have been looking for you, I believe we have a game of chest to play."
"Jeez not the chess thing again" Dean said, his voice sounding slightly strained and shaky. Castiel sucked in a breath at the sound of his bond mate's true speaking voice, the sound causing his grace to soar with the desire to possess Dean. "I don't remember actually agreeing to that Castiel."
"But you did when you challenged me" Castiel responded. "Surely you knew that I would not let such a challenge go without answering it? You owe me a game." A slight smile curved Dean's mouth attracting Castiel's attention for a moment before he forced himself to meet Dean's eyes.
"I'd so beat you" the human muttered, looking away, a flush covering his cheekbones.
"We shall soon see" Castiel said mildly, his eyes flickering to the figure opposite Dean who was staring at him through wide knowing dark eyes. Castiel ignored the inner rage clawing at him, trying desperately to escape his control at the thought of one of the Fallen touching his bond mate. He should have been prepared for this scenario occurring but his mind had been overwhelmed by Dean instead. It concerned him that the Fallen already knew where Dean Winchester was. He would have to speak to Adriel and see who the other Angel had spoken to. If there was one of them who was still in contact with the Fallen then Castiel would need to deal with them straight away. He couldn't afford for any of their plans to fall into the wrong hands.
He needed to destroy the creature in front of him and yet there were too many witnesses and Castiel dared not leave Dean alone now that he was discovered. He would have to come with Castiel for his own safety; a battle Castiel knew would not be an easy one to win. Not when his bond mate was so stubborn, perhaps the way to play it would be to use Dean's younger brother who he clearly cared about. Castiel would put up with having the demon spawn in his house if it meant keeping Dean safe and with him. It might work out better that way as it would allow Castiel to keep a close eye on Lucifer's vessel.
"Gadreel I have need of you" he called out
"I am on my way Brother" came the reply.
Castiel used some of his grace to turn the attention of all the other patrons away from them. He saw Dean glance around, a small frown coming to his face when everyone turned away before his eyes met Castiel's, in them Castiel could see hundreds of questions waiting to be asked but the human remained silent, clearly recognising that now was not the time to seek answers from him.
The door opened behind him and a slight smile came to Castiel's mouth as he twisted his head slightly, nodding a greeting at Gadreel. The Angel's vessel was tall and intimidating, dark brown eyes surveyed the scene lingering on Dean. Castiel watched as the other Angel bowed his head slightly to his bond mate who looked startled at the move before the dark eye settled on the Fallen, narrowing in distaste.
"I am needed here" Castiel remarked. "I trust I can leave this with you" he waved a hand towards the Fallen who was looking desperately around him for an escape which wasn't forthcoming. A Fallen could not escape an area when a true Angel was there. The creature had been doomed the minute Castiel had come for Dean.
"It would be a pleasure" Gadreel responded, walking over to the creature, a tendril of grace wrapped around the creature's wrist causing him to hiss in pain before Gadreel led him out of the diner to dispose of him out of the sight of humans.
"Come Dean it is time we were away from this place." Castiel said, stepping into Dean's personal space unable to keep the distance between himself and his bond mate anymore. His grace almost exploded out of him, desperate to touch the human soul. He swallowed forcing himself to focus on Dean's words.
"You don't seem to be getting it through your head that I'm not going anywhere with you Castiel." The human retorted, his eyes widening when Castiel reached out to shackle his wrist "Don't" Castiel ignored Dean's silent plea and wrapped his finger around his bond mate's wrist. The skin was surprisingly soft and smooth and beneath his fingertip he could feel Dean's pulse quicken. He kept his eyes on Dean noticing that Dean looked surprised, his flickering down to Castiel's hand before rising to look into his face again.
"What is it?" he asked tilting his head to the side "You appear confused."
"You're touching me" Dean answered as though that explained everything.
"I am" he said. Dean made a movement with his head, his tongue peeking out to wet his lips. Castiel's eyes followed the movement aware of the flush which crossed Dean's face before he scowled
"No one touches me" Dean stated bluntly.
"That is a lie" Castiel replied just as bluntly. "I have seen that people do touch you. I have seen that you have enjoyed their touch and have encouraged it in the past." For a moment Castiel felt a jealous rage threaten to consume him before he forced himself to calm down. Dean had been unaware of his existence during those encounters. It was not his bond mate's fault that those encounters had occurred.
"Yeah" Dean said in frustration dragging his hand through his hair. "But not when-" his voice trailed off as he waved his free hand towards his head area.
"You feel so exposed and stretched." Castiel finished with a nod, he turned and walked to the door, pulling Dean behind him, he heard Dean's startled cry but ignored it as he led him out into the day light and fresh air.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dean hissed at him. Castiel raised a dark eyebrow.
"You are hyperventilating which is bad for humans. I suggest you breathe. You might find it helps." Castiel couldn't help the amusement which flavoured his voice at the expression on Dean's face. He let go of Dean's wrist turning so he was facing the younger man.
"I'm breathing just fine" Dean replied stubbornly. Castiel nodded noticing as Dean's breathing steadied, the tension in his face and shoulders fading away as he breathed in the cool refreshing air.
"Are you ready to go?" Castiel asked.
"To go where exactly?" Dean demanded. "Because the only place I'm going is back in there to meet Sam" he jerked his thumb over his shoulder to indicate the diner. Castiel shot it a quick disinterested look before focusing once again on Dean.
"We are going to my house" Castiel watched as Dean's mouth fell open before he closed it with a snap, blinking a few times.
"What? Did you even hear what I said to you?" Dean demanded. Castiel shot Dean a concerned look.
"Yes I did. I however am telling you that I am taking you to my house where you will be safe and we can play chess" he said simply.
"Look Cas, I'm not going back to your house with you. I don't even know you-"
"Yes you do" Castiel interrupted ignoring the glare his answer received from Dean.
"And besides I've got plans, so its nice to meet you and all but I think you should go" Castiel considered Dean's request for a moment before he shook his head.
"No" he answered. Dean's eyes snapped back to his, anger mixing with reluctant amusement in his eyes.
"I'm not asking you Cas, I'm telling you. Go away."
"I cannot do that Dean, not when I know that it could put you in danger." Dean rolled his eyes at him, reaching up and pinching the bridge of his nose between his finger tips, his eyes darting to the sky for a moment before looking back at Castiel.
"If there's any danger then me and Sammy will handle it the same way we always do."
"I must insist that you come home with me" Castiel responded.
"And if I don't you'll what kidnap me or something?" Dean asked him in disbelief.
"I would rather not have to" he replied. Dean looked away, shaking his head as though he couldn't believe what was happening. Touching his mind Castiel could feel a whirl of emotions as well as exhaustion hit him. Dean was barely awake.
"That guy who was talking to me, the one you was going to kill, did you know him or was that because of me?" he demanded. Castiel felt a flare of anger awaken in him.
"Do not speak to me of him" Castiel said trying to keep his voice steady. "I didn't kill him there to please you."
"You don't have to do anything to please me" Dean said instantly "Because you don't even know me"
"Enough Dean" Castiel commanded watching as Dean fell silent for a moment. Dean's face looked resentful as he spoke again.
"The dude was harmless, he was a dick sure but-"
"Do not try my patience Dean" Castiel snapped "He touched you, put his hands on you" Castiel was sure his eyes were merciless when he spoke the next words. "He caused you much pain" he stepped straight into Dean's personal space feeling the heat radiate off the human. "Do not disobey me in this Dean. That creature has touched you and hurt you and I see no reason for his existence. He will be dealt with." Dean let out a shaky breath but he did not move back a feat which Castiel found himself admiring. Dean's eyes moved across his features.
"You're fucking serious aren't you?" Dean demanded, his voice curiously hushed as though he had had the wind knocked out of his sails. Castiel nodded his head, eye burning into Dean's as he spoke.
"Deadly serious"
Author Note – I've decided I quite like writing from Cas's Point of view. He's just so non human in this story that I can't help but love it, especially when I can see how frustrated Dean is getting with him. I think I might have to write the next chapter from Dean's point of view. Dean is always fun to write. Anyway hope you liked it. No time limit on when the next chapter will be up but I think I've been quite good with my updating all things considering.