I don't have time to reply to reviews today but you know they mean the world to me!
Oh, and Gabe didn't heal Cas as he is trapped in a ring of burning holy oil, which drains their energy (Like Raphael when Castiel calls him his little bitch…phahahah).
Enjoy…
Chapter 11
When Cas woke up the next morning he was battered with an unrelenting onslaught of pure agony.
Jolts of pain shot from his broken fingers, up his arms and down the entire length of his spine. It shook him through his very core and everything, up to and including his wings and toes seemed to ache and throb.
He felt sick and whimpered as he dry heaved weakly.
The only plus side was that he was warm, and comfortable, which was weird considering the fact that he had been trapped in a basement.
"Hey buddy, you up?" Cas blinked blearily and suddenly he remembered.
Gabriel was here, his brother had come to save him, and therefore, everything was going to be alright in the end. He knew that Gabriel would never let him down.
"G-Gabe?"
"Right here, kiddo."
"My hand hurts r-real bad. P-please make it g'way."
"Oh Cassie, I'm sorry little man. I promise I will make the pain go as soon as we get out of here. I'll fix you up first thing, but I can't right now because of the holy oil. Just give me time. I will get us out of here, I promise."
Castiel nodded. He believed his brother, he really did. However, he didn't know how long it would take for Gabriel to make his words true and whether he could fight the pain long enough.
With a tiny sniffle Cas buried his face in his older brother's chest and wrapped his arms around Gabriel's neck, crying softly when the pain in his hands became too much.
"Shhh, sleep little brother. I'll take care of you. Just rest. This will all be over soon."
Gabriel rocked Cas back and forth until the four year old fell asleep again. It worried him how tired Cas was, but he was only a fledgling and it was better for the kid to be asleep than awake and in pain.
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Dean burst through the front door of the cabin, knife in hand.
He knew damn well that he was being infinitely and undeniably stupid, but at least he would have the element of surprise. After all, no-one but a Winchester would be dumb enough to walk straight into a cabin with an unknown quantity of demons inside. He would definitely cause a stir, which was all they needed. If they shocked the demon/demons enough, then they would have the upper hand.
"Dean, you see anything?"
"No Sammy, you take that way, I'll go this way."
Sam nodded and followed his brother's instructions, fear pounding through him. He hoped against all hope that Cas would be ok, and Gabriel for that matter…but mainly Cas.
The little angel had done so much for them, Sam couldn't remember the last time he had seen Dean so happy. He was a natural-born father, whether he would admit it or not and with Cas as a child, both Cas and Dean were getting the love they needed and deserved.
It would kill Sam if Cas was snatched away.
It would kill all of them…one way or another.
"Sam, I think I've got something!"
Sam turned and ran towards his brother, freezing when he saw Dean being thrown across the room by an invisible force.
"DEAN!" Sam sprinted forward and was hardly surprised when he too was thrown and pinned to the wall beside his older brother.
"Shit, LET US DOWN." Dean ground the words out, gasping in pain as blood trickled down the left side of his face.
"Now why would I do that, I'm quite enjoying looking at you as a wall hanging. You boys really are handsome."
"Tell us what you want, we'll do it, just let Cas go."
"How about no?"
"How about I kick your ass!"
"If you hadn't noticed, you are the one that is pinned to a wall, Sunshine."
"Shut up you black-eyed sonofabitch and put us down before I do something we'll all regret."
"Oh, I am so frightened." The demon gave a loud cackle, but dropped Sam and Dean to the floor. Sam managed to land on his feet, but Dean fell to the ground, clutching his head as the world spun around him.
"Dean?!"
"M'right." Dean's voice slurred as a dribble of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"DEAN. Stay with me man, don't sleep yet, keep your eyes open."
"Oh aren't you two just adorable." The demon grinned, walking over to the brothers and once again pinning them down.
Then, she knelt down next to Dean, wiping her hand harshly over the bloody wound in his head and probing the deep cut with a finger.
She then drew out the digit, licking the blood off and smiling.
"Delicious. You do taste as good as you look. I always thought that you and your brother look good enough to eat."
Dean let out a low groan, he wanted to kick and lash out but his limbs just weren't obeying him. His head was pounding worse than the time he had been on a bender with some mates at high school.
His last moments of consciousness were spent battling the urge to throw up, but for once will power and anger were not enough and Dean faceplanted, slumping down into a pool of his own vomit.
"DEAN!" Sam screamed, straining against the wall as the vein above his temple throbbed and pulsed.
"Don't worry, my pet Giraffe, he's just sleeping. For now…" The demon ran her hand over Dean's face again, licking more of his blood off of her hands before wiping the last few onto her clothing, staining the poor woman's apron.
Sam hoped that she wasn't awake in there, watching these events unfurl.
With a growl he began to chant in Latin, knowing that he was fully exposed to attack. But what other choice did he have?
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio
infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."
The demon howled with rage and threw Sam across the room, sending him crashing into a solid oak table.
But Sam didn't stop chanting.
"Ergo draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica adjuramus te."
The demon let out a scream and doubled over.
"DON'T YOU DARE!"
"Cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare."
The demon screamed in a combination of pain and agony as it was expelled from the woman's body, which dropped to the floor and Sam allowed himself a small, satisfied smile before hurrying to his brother's side.
"Hey Dean, Dean? Can you hear me man? Shit…DEAN! Wake up man, Cas needs you, I need you. You can't let me down now big bro…"
Dean groaned as he stirred and was met face-to-face with a frantic looking younger brother.
"Dean, thank God! I thought…"
"M'alright. Jeez, get out of my face…gay…" Dean rolled onto his side and gagged a little before staggering to his feet.
"Ugh, my throat hurts like a bitch."
"Yeah, well, that's why your stomach acid is meant to stay in your stomach."
Dean grunted and wiped his mouth before muttering something about finding Cas.
He made it two paces across the room before collapsing back down to the ground.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey…I got you Dean. Relax." Sam eased Dean back up again, only letting go once Dean had stopped swaying.
"Sick." Sam moved out of the way, just in time to avoid the remains of Dean's dinner. Damn he had hit his head hard…Dean never did anything by halves!
"Just breathe through it Dean, there can't be anything left for you to puke up."
Dean squirmed a little before proving Sam wrong.
"You ok?"
"Peachy. How 'bout you?"
"I'm good."
"Liar, you're clutching your side as if you need an apendoctermy…"
"Its an appendectomy, dumbass. And I'm fine, just a little bruised."
"Fine, jackass."
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
Dean groaned a little when his head lurched again, but stayed upright.
"Well, I was gonna say earlier is that the basement is that way, and I'm willing to bet Baby that Cas is down there."
"Awesome." Somehow, Sam's tone was not overly enthusiastic.
Just before they made it to the basement door, the woman on the floor stood, looking dazed.
"Oh my God, what have I done…I-I don't- I cant….Oh God. Oh God, oh God, oh God…" The woman burst into tears and Sam hurried over to her side.
"Shhh, its ok now, you didn't do anything. You were possessed, Miss."
"J-Janet. My n-names Janet. Oh God, that poor kid, I hurt that poor little child…his fingers." The woman began to sob harder, no longer able to get any words out.
"It's alright. There's an old truck outside, hotwire it and get the hell out of here."
The woman nodded, pulling off her bloody apron in disgust and fleeing the room.
"Right, let's go save some angels."
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"Hello boys." Gabriel looked up from within the ring of fire and smiled briefly, retracting his wings, which had been shrouding Castiel.
"Shit Gabe, you ok?"
"I'm fine, just get us outta here."
"You're covered in blood"
"Sadly, not much of it is mine." Gabriel sighed, nodding down at Cas, who was still sleeping.
"Shit…is he alright?"
"No. But its nothing I cant handle. The problem is, I'm powered down in here, so get me out. Don't go busting anything with speed of though; I wouldn't want you to strain yourself…" Gabriel's usual sarcasm was missing, although it was clear that he was trying to be an arrogant dick lick usual.
It really wasn't working, the angel looked completely drained.
"How do we do that?"
"Water, dumbass."
"Right, water." Sam ran and came back two minutes later with two buckets of water. He had spotted them by a hose outside the cabin on their way in.
In an instant, the flames were put out and Gabriel rose. His wings flashed into sight for a second as he strode foreword with Castiel in his arms.
Then, the angel swiftly passed Cas to Dean and pressed his fingers to both brother's foreheads, zapping them to Bobby's house in an instant.
"WOAH…GOD, I nearly shot yer ass off!" Bobby, who had just slopped his beer down himself, stood up, brandishing a pistol.
"Bobby, God, its Cas…he was kidnapped…and…" Dean broke off, staring down at Castiel who had just jerked awake with a gasp.
The toddler stared around, his face screwing up with pain and confusion.
"It's alright little man, your home now."
Dean cuddled Cas closer as the angel began to wail, bringing his hands to his chest and writhing in Dean's arms.
"Woah, It's ok. You're safe now. Gabriel, can you…" Gabriel had already stepped forewords and with a flash of white light and ten loud cracks, Castiel's hand was fixed. His sobs died down to muffled sniffles as the angel flexed his hand a little before fisting Dean's shirt.
"M'sorry D-De…I didn't mean to u-upset y-y-your car."
"Hey, that's alright buddy. She needed re-upholstering anyway. God, I'm so sorry I upset you Cas, but you never should have run away. I thought I'd lost you…" Dean swayed alarmingly and if it wasn't for Sam, Bobby and Gabriel catching him, he would have fallen to the floor and crushed Cas in the process.
"Gabe?" Sam looked imploringly at the angel, who mended Dean with another flash of light before walking outside the room.
"Dean, with me. Sam, can you keep an eye on my brother?"
Sam nodded, taking Cas and allowing him to snuggle into his plaid shirt.
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"That was a bone-head move, Dean. You coulda gotten killed!"
"I got out, didn't I?! Hell, I got us all out."
"Yeah, well it wasn't just your life at stake. This is Cas we're talking like. Cas."
"You know, I felt like hell for failing him. For failing him like I fail every other God forsaken person I love."
"Dean, it wasn't your fault." Gabriel sounded deadly serious as he placed a hand on Dean's shoulder and squeezed.
"I-"
"You can't save everyone, my friend. It was Cas' will to leave, there was nothing you could have done about it. He may be a kid, but he is an angel. He is stronger than you think. Stronger than you."
"A pen Gabriel, a freakin pen. I nearly lost my best friend over a PEN." Dean slammed his fist into a wall, cringing in pain and desperation.
Then, he heard a startled cry from next door; he had woken Cas from his doze.
Sam hurried out, still carrying Cas and the toddler looked up at him from Sam's arms with bleary eyes.
Dean's heart near-as-hell broke right there and then.
Despite being a total jackass, Cas was still staring at Dean as if he was the best thing since sliced bread.
"Sorry Cas, I didn't mean to wake you."
Castiel nodded slowly and reached out for the eldest Winchester, snuggling into his arms as Dean picked him up and hugged him close.
"How about we get some Ice cream from the freezer, eh? And then we can watch some cartoons, since you were so brave."
Castiel nodded sleepily and was soon smiling as Dean fed him spoons of vanillery-goodness.
"Yummy?"
"Yes…Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for saving me. I-I was scared."
"I know you were buddy. So was I."
Cas gave a small nod and snuggled closer to Dean, focusing his eyes on the images of Finding Nemo playing out in front of him and smiling when Sam settled down on his other side.
At the end of the film, when Cas' head was resting on Sam's lap and when Dean thought Cas was asleep, he whispered something that he had only said to five people.
His father, his mother, Sam, Cassie and Lisa.
"I love you, my little angel."
Cas stirred a little and whispered back.
"Love you too Dean. And you Sam. T-thank you for saving me."
"No problem, Cas." Sam ruffled the angel's hair and bent down to kiss his forehead.
"Sleep tight, we'll watch over you."
And Cas did just that, not even stirring when Bobby entered the room and draped a blanket over his three favorite boys, muttering "idjits" as he did so.
TBC…
I'm thinking fluff next…lots of fluff and cuddles…any requests for cute scenes I can include…the more I get the quicker I will right because at the moment I am a bit out if ideas…..
Please leave a review…I'm so close to hitting the 100 mark.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
*Tries to calm herself down and wishes Dean would pass her a paper bag as he did for Kevin in Reading is Fundamental…
The exorcism was the one used in the show :)