SEVEN.
As soon as I stepped intot he dusty confines of the warehouse, I could feel the comforting presence of Castiel wrap around me like the softest of comfort blamkets. Despite the pain, I still felt the love from him. He knew I'd come for him.
This knowledge made me feel stronger, more determined and i stole forward on silent feet, crouching slightly in a predator's stance, with Sam and Dean flanking me flawlessly. My trusty Japanese blade was held up before me, glinting in the meager light and refracting eerily before us.
I stopped when I felt we were close enough to Cas to see what was happening, to scope the lay of the land.
"Can you feel that?" Dean hissed to Sam.
Sam nodded, before whispering back - "Demon!"
"Demon? I don't feel a demon!" I commented quietly in surprise.
"All you can feel is Cas, Jenna. No offense meant, dude, but you're comprimised," Dean said.
I grinned at that, before saying - "None taken. It's true at any rate!"
We shared nods, before returning to the task at hand. I leant forward, taking in the scene before me, trying to size it up before going in.
I saw Cas, bound up, his wrists held painfully above his head by a rope, knotted to the rafters above. Cuts and bruises covered every visible part of his body that wasn't covered by his clothes. My grip tightened on the handle of my blade, teeth gritted in anger at the pain Cas must have suffered at the hands of some unknown demonic adversary. Tears came unbidden to my eyes, fuelled by rage, and sympathy for the beleagured angel. I vowed to myself then that as long as I lived, I would make sure nothing like this ever happened again, that I would protect my angel from this if I could.
I did this out of love and loyalty to Castiel - emotions I was unused to feeling towards anyone, at least for a long time. I found that I liked feeling like this and I knew I would die trying to protect Castiel, if that was what was required of me - something I thought I'd never find myself doing.
I watched as a small girl I soon recognized as being the one who'd paid us so much attention in the diner earlier.
Sam and Dean looked at each other over my head, before both said quietly - "Lillith!!!!"
to be continued ....
