Author's Note:
I wrote the entire chapter using only one song which is one of my favourites
Sideways by Citizen Cope. I love it so much it's more or less my pen name... Heh nerd alert much :D
Anyway: The next few chapters will be mainly of Dean and Castiel hunting and development of Castiel's Grace and the
impact of his crash landing. I will say no more. (I am so bad when it comes to spoilers and hints! I seriously can't resist leaving little hints!)
Also there will be little bits picking apart Castiel's blocked memories, Castiel will be unaware that Gabriel is unlocking the memories so it's for your/our general knowledge & understanding before Castiel become aware of it. It'll probably end up like a major flashback or something.
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Update will happen as soon as I've put some ideas together for the next chapter. And I will also drop a hint that there will a you know what ;) sooner or later!
-Jess
You know it ain't easy
For these thoughts here to leave me
There's no words to describe it
In French or in English
Well, diamonds they fade
And flowers they bloom
And I'm telling you
These feelings won't go away
They've been knockin' me sideways
Weeks had passed since Dean has discovered that Castiel, the Angel had fell from Heaven, somehow blocked away his memories and spilt his Grace in order to hide his wings was his… sometimes he still couldn't believe it. Castiel was his Guardian. His Guardian. No one else's but his. Now Dean wasn't the kind of guy to be possessive but hell even he couldn't resist death glaring anyone who potential showed interest in Castiel. Honestly who could resist, the man was beautiful and yes it was strange for him to put the word beautiful in the same sentence when referring to a man but there weren't many other words to use.
Dean and Castiel sat in a small Diner somewhere outside Pontiac since Gabriel had gone underground for a little in order to find out information, and Balthazar was doing who knows what since he had more freedom since rebelling, and Sam was working his own cases, there had been so many strange occurrences they both mutually agreed that they were spilt to try and figure out what was going on. "So from what I know," Dean said between mouthfuls of pie. "There have been around four different attacks put all located in one particular area." He pointed to a map that had been marked out. "Each victim was found basically 'devoured'." He air quoted the words the ME had used to describe the state of the victims. That had been one very awkward moment for Dean when they arrived at the Morgue. Castiel had remained quiet and anxious and Dean had to cover saying his new partner wasn't comfortable around dead bodies, not to mention getting some clothes had been a task and a half. Although slightly disappointed that Castiel chose clothes, which were a size bigger than he needed, hiding his slender frame and all that sleek flesh he had been accustomed to seeing. Not to mention a tanned trench coat that majority of the time when he felt nervous, he wrapped around himself similarly to how he had when his wings were visible. "Not hungry?" he indicated to the untouched pie in front of Castiel. "I do not require the need to eat but it doesn't look very appetising."
"Could you atleast try it?" Castiel gnawed on his bottom lip for several moments, a simple gesture that every time it happened he was transfixed at how flushed the lip got, the tiny sweep of a pink tongue leaving behind a clear layer of moisture, that was just crying out to be tasted. He mentally groaned as a shot of heat landed straight on his groin. Dean shifted trying to distract himself somehow but everything the Angel seemed to grab his attention without fail. "I would prefer not to." Was all Castiel replied pushing the plate aside and fixating his blue gaze on the map. "I know of several creatures with the capability to commit that amount of damage," he closed his eyes briefly, what was strange was a shudder brushed past Dean each muscle tingling as a very familiar sensation settled on the base of his back and neck, it was identical to the buzzing he had felt while Cas was resting after crash landing and when the Angel had decided to use him as a convenient pillow. Suddenly Castiel gasped his face contorted in pain, his eyes lighting up white for a second Dean practically climbed over the table to make sure no one saw, he pushed Cas against the wall hiding the Angel from curious eyes that might have been watching. "Dude, what the hell?" he whispered feeling Castiel's hand crawl up to his arm to his shoulder, fingers biting through the material of his jacket and shirt. "I am trying to locate the monsters." Those were his final words as his body became lax against the wall.
"Excuse me sir, but is he okay?" Dean cursed holding Cas close doing a quick check of breathing and pulse. "Uh yeah he's fine. It's been a long day. Road trip." He grinned his best grin at the waitress who looked unconvinced as she walked off. "Cas! C'mon not the time or place to pass out." He held the Angel close, his chin resting on the soft black hair and hoping that he would come around.
And I'm telling you
These feelings won't go away
They've been knockin' me sideways
They've been knockin' me out lately
Whenever you come around me
These feelings won't go away
They've been knocking me sideways
I keep thinking in a moment that
Time will take them away
Hold him! We'll force him to release his Charge! Strong hands gripped Castiel two holding his arms back as his Higher Authority: Zachariah. "Nothing will make me give up Dean!" Castiel half spat as he struggled to pull free from the vice like grips. "Castiel, you always underestimate my imagination. I would advise if you want to survive that you don't."
Another sudden gasp as Castiel came to his eyes snapping open quickly they burned with the sudden light. It took him a moment finding his place but there was something else. A scent. He closed his eyes burrowing into the comforting warmth. "You back?" a series of reactions happened at once. One of them being shock and surprise, he immediately pulled from Dean's embrace his head moving around wildly. Dean grabbed his wrist. "Hey, hey calm down it's okay. Man you're jumpy. What happened?" he barely glanced at the fingers wrapped around his wrist. "I-I-I… what happened?" both Hunter and Angel mimicked confused looks. "Well you closed your eyes and than passed out." Castiel made a soft oh sound; clearly his Grace was not quite ready for full range searches of creatures. "I did not mean to startle you but I may have overestimated my Grace's ability of tracking." He said it almost sheepishly and felt embarrassed about the fact. "But it resulted in a solid conclusion, we are looking for a Ghoul." Dean leaned closer, so close Castiel count the freckles on the Hunter's skin and the heat radiating from his body. "Ghoul? No that can't be right, I've never seen a Ghoul do something like what we saw in the Morgue." Castiel too leaned his forehead brushing against Dean's, their noses inches apart he could almost taste the remnants of the apple pie clinging between them. "I thought so too but it seems a lot of strange events have been happening since I fell." He practically breathed the words, he watched as Dean's eyes darkened to the darkest green possible. What were those emotions? Why did he look so hungry? Whatever was happening his Grace was trying to reach out urging him on. Egging him to lean that inch closer. Castiel swallowed convulsing as he shook his head.
"Cas? Are you okay?" Dean watched as the Angel pulled away putting distance between them, the trench coat finding its way tightly wrapping the Angel. "I am fine. Please give me a moment." Whatever had happened between them, Dean couldn't shake the feeling the buzzing had intensified as he saw reflected in the Angel's eyes: a battle of Will.
Gabriel sat in a deep trance like state as he concentrated his Grace on digging deep into Castiel's memories. He needed to know what was locked away, what he was doing was beyond risking and stupid not to mention he could easily be tracked by Zachariah's henchmen, but he already knew the vital importance to finding out exactly why the Angels needed and wanted Dean so much they were willing to force Castiel into giving his consent.