Summary: The strange relationship of Dean and Castiel from the day they meet onwards. Dean/Girl!Castiel. This fic is thanks to an anonymous review! PLEASE R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I don't own some of the lines used in these chapters either.
Angel of Mine
-SEVEN-
Castiel and Dean next met in 2014. Castiel wasn't the same anymore. She drank and took drugs, even tried to kill herself once or twice. She was a human, and it broke Dean's heart to see her like that. His future self had treated her horribly and he was determined to stop that future from happening. Castiel had saved him and before returning to search for God, they'd shared gentle touches and kisses before Dean told her to never change.
The next time they met was a week later, one day and night spared for them to spend time together (which for Sam meant getting a separate motel room). Sam had rejoined Dean and they decided to stick together. The younger Winchester was a little annoyed at his brother's relationship with the angel, since he got such a hard time about Ruby. Then again, he was drinking demon blood.
Castiel lay on her stomach at around eight-twenty in the evening, Dean kissing up her back to let her know he was awake again.
"Hey…" He whispered, smiling as he rested on his elbow, waiting for those stunning blue eyes to open.
"Hello, Dean." Castiel replied opening her bright blue eyes.
She'd been laying there, eyes rested as she entered meditation for a short while. They'd spent the entire day in bed, not necessarily making love but they'd talked for a while, Dean had showed her what if felt like to be tickled and they'd had a play fight. She was turning Dean into a soft touch but he didn't care. They'd kissed, touched, embraced and of course they'd made love once. Dean decided to set them up for round two. Both of them were wrapped in the sheets individually, so Dean reached out of bed to the motel nightstand and took a bottle of lotion that Sam had bought, pouring a bit into his hands and rubbing his hands together before moving over Castiel.
He didn't make a sound as he moved over her, hearing her gasp as the cold lotion made contact with her back. Dean started to massage her back, and damn, can that man give good massages. Castiel closed her eyes and smiled, sighing as Dean rubbed her back. It felt wonderful, even with Dean's worn hands. After all the years of hunting, his hands were rough, but the lotion softened them and as he massaged her back, Castiel let out a soft moan at the contact. Then Dean leaned down and kissed her shoulders and the back of her neck, the angel moving into the contact and smiling, moaning softly again.
"Dean…" She whispered, "Make love with me…"
Dean raised his eyebrow, grinning cheekily and leaning down, kissing her shoulders and neck again while he reached for a condom.
"Which way?" He asked, Castiel pushing her way out of her linen cocoon as Dean did his own, lifting her hips up, "Oh, that way."
Putting the condom on, Dean kissed the small of her back upwards as he entered her, the angel humming softly in response.
"Mmm…Dean…"
Dean moved so he was fully sheathed inside her, covering her body with his own and he just rocked his hips back and forth. Castiel's fingers curled and gripped the pillows and the sheet beneath her. She reached one hand back and linked her fingers with Dean's.
"Oh, God…baby…" Dean breathed when Castiel moved back against him, "Cas…"
Castiel whimpered as Dean pulled out, rolling her onto her side, laying behind her and entering her, one arm resting around her waist while the other rested near her head, his lips caressing her shoulders and neck as he thrust languidly into her. Castiel bit her lip as Dean kissed her breasts, moving to look into her eyes. They smiled at one another tenderly before leaning in for a kiss, their bodies tingling with every movement.
That night was one of the most wonderful nights of their lives.
Castiel had some bad news the next time she joined the Winchesters.
"I take it you got our message." Sam said as they spotted the angel in their room.
He sat at the table while Dean shut the door.
"It's lucky you found the boy." She said softly.
"Oh, yeah, real lucky." Dean huffed, "What do we do with him?"
"Kill him." Castiel replied, Sam stopping halfway through unfastening his tie while Dean just stared at his lover.
"Cas…" He began, the angel cutting him off.
"This child is half demon and half human, but it's far more powerful than either. Other cultures call this hybrid cambion or katako." She explained, "You know him as the antichrist."
She sat at the table and a loud rasping noise broke out, even when she changed position.
"That wasn't me." She said, pulling out a whoopee-cushion and glaring at her lover.
"Who put that there?" Dean said, Sam glaring at him too before turning back to Castiel.
"Anyway, I don't get it." Sam said, "Jesse is the devil's son?"
Castiel sighed with exasperation. Humans always get the Bible wrong.
"No, of course not. Your Bible gets more wrong than it does right." She huffed, "The antichrist is not Lucifer's child. It's just demon spawn. But it is one of the devil's greatest weapons in the war against heaven."
"Well, if Jesse's a demonic howitzer, then what the hell's he doing in Nebraska?" Dean asked, checking out his lover's slightly more open shirt.
"The demons lost him. They can't find him." She replied, "But they're looking."
"And they lost him because?" Dean asked again.
"Because of the child's power." Castiel answered, "It hides him from both angels and demons. For now."
"So he's got, like, a force field around him." Dean said, "Well, that's great. Problem solved."
"With Lucifer risen, this child grows strong. Soon, he will do more than just make a few toys come to life—something that will draw the demons to him." Castiel explained, "The demons will find this child. Lucifer will twist this boy to his purpose. And then, with a word, this child will destroy the Host of Heaven."
Including me, Dean…remember that.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait." Dean began, "You're saying that—that Jesse's gonna nuke the angels?"
"We cannot allow that to happen." Castiel said, looking to Dean who deep down, she knew agreed with that.
If Dean lost her, he didn't know what he'd do.
"Wait." Sam began, standing up, "We're the good guys. We-we don't just…kill children."
"A year ago," Castiel growled, "You would have done whatever it took to win this war."
"Things change." Sam growled back, Dean stepping between the two of them to try and calm things down.
"Okay. Hey, look, we are not going to kill him. Alright?" Dean said, "But we can't leave Jesse here either. We know that. So...we take him to Bobby's. He'll know what to do."
"You'll kidnap him? What is going on in this town, it's what happens when this thing is happy. You cannot imagine what it will do if it's angry." Castiel warned, "Besides, how will you hold him? With a thought, he could be halfway around the world."
"So we tell him the truth. You say Jesse's destined to go dark side…fine." Sam suggested, "But he hasn't yet. So if we lay it all out for him…what he is, the apocalypse, everything…he might make the right choice."
There was a pause and Castiel's face went very serious.
"You didn't." She said, voice deeper than normal, "And I can't take that chance."
Sam glared at the angel and Castiel vanished.
"Damnit!" Sam sighed.
After her incident with being turned into an action figure, Castiel met up with Dean before returning to search for God. Sam watched from the motel window as the couple said there goodbyes, sharing gentle kisses and embraces before Castiel vanished, leaving Dean stood in the freezing night air with no-one to hold. With a sigh, Dean headed back inside, trying not to cry through missing his angel already.
Then poor Dean had gone through an premature aging spell, and now Castiel was on the hunt for Dean and Sam. He finally got into the world where the Trickster was keeping them and prepared to take them home. She walked through two double doors to a cheering crowd, smiling a little as she saw Dean.
"Cas?" Dean asked, Castiel smiling more at him.
"Is this another trick?" Sam asked, Castiel shaking her head.
"It's me. Uh, what are you doing here?" She asked, Dean blinking in shock.
"Us? What are you doing here?" He asked, not preparing for his girlfriend to snap at him.
"Looking for you. You've been missing for days."
"So get us the hell out of here, then!" Sam cried, Castiel moving forward to tap their heads.
"Let's go."
With that she vanished.
Dean was worried sick about Castiel and he didn't find her again until they were in a stupid cheesy sitcom. She burst through the door with minor injuries, a few cuts and bruises to her face which Dean was not happy about.
"Baby! You okay?" Dean asked, opening his arms to Castiel who flew into them and kissed his lips.
"I don't have much time." She said, looking at both brothers, sighing as Dean pressed a soothing kiss to her temple.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"I got out." Castiel replied, the answer shocking Dean.
"From where?" Dean asked, Castiel cupping his face and then gripping his shirt to make him listen.
"Listen to me. Something is not right." She breathed, "This thing is much more powerful than it should be."
"What thing…? The Trickster?" Dean asked.
"If it is a Trickster." Castiel replied.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked, both Dean and Sam gasping as Castiel was dragged from Dean's embrace and thrown against a wall.
The Trickster jumped through the door and the audience went wild.
"Hello!" He cried, women's screaming heard in response, "Thank you. Thank you, ladies."
Castiel stood up and glared at him, duct-tape covering her mouth which actually turned Dean on a little.
"Hi, Castiel!" The Trickster said happily, flicking his hand and making the angel disappear.
"You know her?" Sam asked.
"Where did you just send her?" Dean demanded, worrying for his lover.
"Relax, she'll live. ...Maybe." The Trickster replied, the audience laughing in response.
That answer concerned Dean even more.
Soon, Dean and Sam had the Trickster caught in Holy Fire. He revealed his identity to be that of Archangel Gabriel, one of Castiel's older siblings. Dean suddenly grew fearful that she'd be punished for sleeping with him.
"So. Boys. Now what?" Gabriel asked, "We stare at each other for the rest of eternity?"
"Well, first of all, you're gonna bring Cas back from wherever you stashed her." Dean growled, Gabriel chuckling a little.
"Oh am I?" He asked, Dean growing angrier by the minute.
"Yeah." Dean replied, "Or we're going to dunk you in some holy oil and deep-fry ourselves an archangel."
Gabriel clicked his fingers and Castiel appeared, Dean rushing to her side instantly and checking her injuries.
"Cas, you okay?" He asked, both of them sharing a sweet kiss as their panicking for each other ceased.
"I'm fine." She replied, looking to her brother with anger in her eyes. "Hello, Gabriel."
"Hey, sis. How's the search for Daddy going?" He asked, "Let me guess. Awful."
He gave Castiel a contemptuous look which broke her heart a little and tears filled her eyes.
"Oh, and at what point did you start fucking this bonehead?" He asked, Castiel moving close to the Holy Fire and staring her brother down.
"We're in love. And on the night before I faced Raphael, he took my virginity." Castiel said, Gabriel looking a little disgusted, "I love him. He loves me, and none of the angels can change it, not you or any other members of our family. Not even Father. Do you understand?"
Dean could tell she was getting angry and upset so he pulled her away, sliding their fingers together.
"Okay, we're out of here." He breathed, pulling Castiel with him as he set off, "Come on, Sam."
Gabriel grew nervous when Sam gave him a glare.
"Uh. Okay. Guys?"
Sam turned to leave, following Dean and Castiel and that's when Gabriel really panicked.
"So, so what? Huh?" He began, "You're just gonna, you're gonna leave me here forever?"
Dean stopped by the door and turned, the others all following him and looking to the Archangel.
"No. We're not, 'cause we don't screw with people the way you do." Dean yelled, "And for the record? This isn't about some prize fight between your brothers or some destiny that can't be stopped. This is about you being too afraid to stand up to your family."
Dean pulled the fire alarm and Gabriel looked up as the sprinklers went off.
"Don't say I never did anything for you!" Dean called, leaving the warehouse as Gabriel glared, followed by Sam and finally, Castiel and Gabriel shared a look before Castiel closed her eyes, tears falling from them as she left.
After the ordeal, back at the Winchester's motel room, Sam watched with sad eyes as Dean held a crying Castiel close to him.
"Shhh, don't cry, baby." Dean whispered, "It's alright…he's a dick."
Castiel chuckled a little a that and wiped her eyes, looking up at Dean, the human she trusted to stand by her no matter what. They shared a tender kiss and Dean wiped her tears from her cheek.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to, Sweetheart…" he whispered, "I don't want you to go away feeling like this…"
Castiel shook her head and kissed Dean lovingly.
"I'll be alright. I have to search for my father."
With that, the angel turned and left, Dean feeling that aching in his heart again.
-TBC-
POOR CAS! xxxxx Another long chapter, sorry. Reviews are lurved! THANKS FOR READING!
