/ So, my country is basically closed until this snow storm passes on Saturday so buckle up for many updates seeing as I am housebound! What would we like to see for the future of Cas and Grainne by the way? What scenarios would you guys like to see them in I need some inspiration. Let me know!
She was excited, she had seen Castiel and the boys go on quite a few of these hunting trips while she was left behind. She had been more than happy to join them on countless occasions but of course Cas was still constantly fussing over her every waking move. She had been all but confined to the bunker. She felt like this was her time to prove to the three of them that she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Sam and Dean had handed her in some rather hideous clothing to wear. This is what the federal women of this country wore? How unfortunate for them… She put on the banal black pants and white blouse, they even gave her a black jacket. She felt as if she was going to be attending a funeral not going on a hunting trip… She had also been instructed by the boys to have her hair, or at least some of it secured back as it made her look more formal. She hated it, the small solace she had was that she could wear a pair of those beautiful black high heeled shoes. The shoes of this time period were simply glorious, to think she used to walk around barefoot! She frowned at her appearance in the mirror, she looked simply ghastly, she would sooner do this case naked, something told her that would not sit well with Castiel though.
"Dude can we hurry it up." Dean called to Cas from the kitchen, the oldest Winchester was loading up on leftovers from the dinner Grainne had cooked the night before. He had been sulking all morning about the fact that he would be without her meals while they were on the road. A fact that would no doubt bring joy to his beloved when she heard it. She did not like the clothes, he could tell by how long it was taking her to come out of the bedroom. She had never been one for wearing dark colours. She was a colourful soul, her very aura shimmered like a rainbow in spring when she moved. He, on the other hand quite enjoyed seeing her in black. Not that he would ever admit such a thing he respected her far too much to let her know he was being so unbecoming about her feminine beauty in his own mind. Finally, he could heat the click of her heels along the tiled floor as she made her way down the hallway. As she came into view he could feel his eyes widen ever so slightly before he mentally scolded himself. How could she hate this? The jacket tapered in at her slender waist and curved around her delicate but shapely hips, her pants hugged her calves and thighs not too tightly but tight enough that one could see the shape of her long elegant legs. Her hair was tied back off her face and put up into a high ponytail. She was such a natural beauty, he could see it now more than ever. He had to remind himself to stop staring at her so rudely, what was wrong with him these days? He could not stop staring at her no matter what, it was like she had become even more beautiful than when they had first met. That was not possible, at least he thought it was not possible… "This is vile." She said taking him out of his infatuated haze.
"What are you talking about you should wear this every day you look immaculate." Castiel said walking towards her his arms winding around her waist. He had been trying his best to show more public displays of affection with her, their clandestine relationship was long exposed… There was no need to hide anymore. He just had to remember that.
"Flattery will get you nowhere." She said her arms winding around his neck. She warmed his heart when she smiled, unfortunately lately anytime she was in close proximity to him it had another effect on his body. He did not understand what was happening with his self-control. They had been together for decades and he had never felt like such a… Man… He wondered if these were human emotions or something else entirely. He was feeling more possessive than ever, he had been protective before of course but possessive… Never. She would kill him if he even attempted to act possessive around her, he knew that. Even in her heeled shoes she had to go on her toes to reach his lips.
When their lips touched the world melted away. His grip tightened around her waist, he just wanted her close to him, today more than ever. Feeling her fingers knot into his hair made him want to send the brothers to hunt alone, they would catch up. He was putting off having her out in the open, he couldn't protect her out there. Not from everything. The world was simply far too big. She pulled away from his wanting lips much to his distaste. "Now you know how uncomfortable those boys get when they see us acting like we actually love each other." She smirked giving him one more chaste kiss on the lips. "I will wait for you in the car." She winked grabbing her bag up off the floor. He truly felt pain at her even walking away from him even though he was soon to follow. As she made her way up the staircase Dean emerged from the kitchen with a bag of culinary delights. "Alright lets get this show on the road!" He said shoving a half-eaten piece of doughnut into his mouth.
"Dean I am concerned." Cas sighed.
"Listen man don't worry we are gonna get those kids of yours back in no time at all." Dean said squeezing his friends shoulder.
"No, it's not that. I know we will get the children back in good time. I don't want her to leave the bunker." Cas admitted.
"You can't keep her locked up here forever Cas. Besides going by what you guys have said she can take care of herself."
"She can, I know she can. I just… Its, well you know. She is a very beautiful woman. I am concerned, about other men. Lately I have been feeling… Angry."
"Angry?"
"Angry when it comes to… What other males might think when they see her."
It was a bit shameful to Castiel to admit this, it was foolish. He felt like an idiot. He had clearly been spending too much time with the human race… These were very human emotions.
"Cas, speaking from experience… When you have a smokin chick by your side guys are gonna look, heck guys might even say something but the thing you gotta remember is you are the one she is with. Besides I'm pretty sure someone who is basically a god is gonna have little interest in human men. You have to let her live man. She was locked up long enough, besides… Me and Sam wont let anything to happen to her either. Relax dude. Enjoy your first hunting trip with your lady." Dean said giving Castiel a firm pat on the back.
He was right. Of course, he was right Dean had much more experience with women than he did. This would be fine, he would keep an eye on her and if worst came to worst Castiel knew she was more than capable of caring for herself.
He was the last one to enter the impala. Grainne was already situated in the back excitedly telling the boys that this would be her maiden voyage in a car. He sometimes forgot how new this world really was to her. She had so much of this new world to experience and he could keep it from her no longer.
There was a case close enough to home about three towns over. According to Sam and Dean a news report about an entire neighbourhoods water supply turning to a red blood like substance stank of witches. Castiel did not like witches. They were horrible ugly things, they had no goodness in them at all… For the duration of the car ride they sat in comfortable silence, Castiel held Grainnes hand in his own enjoying even this slight touch.
They were only an hour drive from home but the boys still insisted they stay in one of the motels the town had to offer in case they needed to 'spring into action.'
"Ok you two we are gonna get cleaned up and we will meet at the lobby in 10." Sam said grabbing their bags and room key from the greasy looking male at the reception desk. Cas could see that this entire scenario of getting a key to a room that did not really belong to you to stay in it was confusing to Grainne. He opened the door to their room. It was as musty and old as he had imagined it to be.
"It looks… Different..." She mused.
She did not like it, he knew it. He was not exceptionally fond of it himself but she would need her sleep at some point and all of them could hardly stay in the impala for the night. She discarded the jacket the moment she entered the room. He could see just how much she hated these clothes, she never did like restrictive clothing. He on the other hand, was a huge fan.
"Why are there only little beds in this room?" She frowned.
He had not really noticed but she was correct the room had two single beds in it. He did not sleep so truly he could not see the problem.
"Well as long as there is one for you to sleep in it doesn't matter." Cas shrugged.
"Where did I mention anything about sleeping?" She asked arching a brow at him. At first, he could feel his brow furrow in confusion. She rolled her eyes at him, she did that when he wasn't catching on.
"I heard you. Speaking with Dean before we left."
Oh lord. If he could have blushed he would have gone bright red. She heard his ridiculous insecurities. He didn't know what to say, what could he say? She had heard all he had in his mind… There was nothing for him left to say. He thought she would be mad but… She did not look mad. Not at all.
"Castiel. It seems our time apart has made you forget. Ol apila lap elasa." She smirked. He shuddered hearing her speak enochian. Hearing his mother tongue on her lips had always ignited something… Feral in him.
"It looks like I need to remind you exactly what you do to me that no other man can." She said her tone darkening lightly. The Winchesters said 10 minutes? A lot could happen in 10 minutes.
/ Next chapter is gon get hot as hell. PREPARE YOURSELVES.
