(We're officially in Season 6! So, things will be canon mixed with OC from now on…and by that, I mean, Cas is going to struggle with himself, while falling in love…*fuzzy*)
AnnaBeth looked down at her hands. It had been hours, and Cas was still…staring at the fire. He didn't move. He didn't blink. Thankfully, he hadn't flown away, after the awkward kiss. Sighing, AnnaBeth looked at the empty bottle of whiskey that he had lightly perched atop his knee. He could really put it away, when he was nervous, and right now…he was definitely nervous.
"…Um, Cas?", she asked, leaning forward a bit, and reaching for the bottle.
She took the bottle from his hand, with little effort, and he continued to stare. Shit. This was the worst idea. She had no idea what had been running through her head when she had decided to take advantage of him. Mika would get a kick out of this, even at Castiel's expense. It was the sad reality of his innocence.
"Cas…I am so sorry…", she said, placing a hand on his knee. His vessel was tense, and when she touched him, he disappeared. Sitting there with her hand out, resting on the couch, below where his knee had been, she stared. Oh wow. How perfect? Everything was beginning to make sense again, and she had to go kiss the nerd angel.
Before she could think too much, her hair engulfed her face, getting into her eyes and mouth. Quickly pulling it from her face to see what the wind was from, she sighed in relief, and let her hair go, frowning at Castiel. He was standing in front of her with a bottle of Bourbon in each hand. Awkwardly pushing past her knees, he sat the bottles down on the end table.
"I got you more liquor…", he said in a monotone voice, and for what seemed like forever, the silence engulfed them both. Then, for whatever reason, he decided to continue speaking, causing AnnaBeth's eyebrows to raise, and her heart to skip a beat, as if she was startled.
"When I look…when I look at you, I see…", he started, before sighing and flexing his hands at his sides, "…I see a human. I see good. What you are…what you're made from, is pure evil."
The words hit AnnaBeth like swords, thrown at her face. She cringed. The last person to tell her that, was Lucifer…
"Cas…I said I was sorry…", she said softly, looking straight to him, "I should have never taken that kind of advantage of you."
"And you should really learn to let people finish their thoughts…", he murmured, finally turning to look at her, "What you are, is pure evil. Lilith…her blood….it courses through your veins, and her power is still very evident…yet…no matter how hard I try to avoid you, I can't leave you alone. Something is drawing me to you. I hear every word of your thoughts. I hear them, even when I'm not sure that you're aware you're awake…"
"Cas, what are you trying to say?", AnnaBeth asked, staring at him, with her mouth slightly open and tears in her eyes.
"I have no soul…", he said, about as plainly as he could, "…yet, you and I have a bond…"
AnnaBeth jerked her head backwards, with wide eyes. She could guess where this was going.
"Cas, what I did earlier, was out of line. I can't say it enough times…"
"It wasn't.", Castiel said simply, turning to look at her. Raising an eyebrow, AnnaBeth posed her lips to make words, but struggled with them.
"Um…bah…Then, thank…you?", she said awkwardly, scanning his face. Suddenly, he sat in front of her, and lifted a hand. Then, he dropped the hand. He seemed to be thinking hard, and there was sweat on his brow. Raising the hand again, he brought it up to her face, almost as nervously as a young boy. AnnaBeth's heartbeat began to rise at his touch.
Cas kept his hand there, and seemed to be rehearsing something he had just learned. Giving a small chuckle, AnnaBeth looked at his eyes, while reaching forward to grab his tie. With one yank, she pulled the knot away from his neck, "Relax…remember?"
Cas' thumb traced a line beneath her eye, and she reacted, slamming her lips into his with enough force to make it bleed, against his teeth. Again, as if he had practiced it, he slowly began to kiss her back, biting at her lips and tangling his fingers in her hair. She had to admit to herself, she was impressed. So impressed, that she reached up and grabbed his hands, leading them down to the hem of her shirt.
Pulling away from the kiss, Castiel looked down, a little winded, trying to remember what to do. AnnaBeth let out another small laugh, grabbing the bottom of her shirt, and pulling it over her head quickly. After it was safely off the couch, she began her work on his, pushing his jacket off his shoulders, and then his dress coat. His buttons didn't stand a chance, as she ripped his shirt open and pushed him back.
Now was the first time she had ever seen the human side of Cas come out. She had to assume that it was his vessel who was excited. Whatever it was, he knew what he was doing. Smiling, for what she could remember was the first genuine time, he snapped his fingers, and she felt the clothing that separated them, disappear. Smiling widely, she leaned over his face, pulling her hair behind her ear and kissed him.
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AnnaBeth rolled herself over, pulling the moth eaten throw over her waist as she placed a hand on Castiel's chest. He was staring at the ceiling, and she couldn't read his expression. So, she decided to check. Reaching up, she ran her fingers along his sweaty forehead, pushing his hair aside. It was a loving gesture, and that's all she wanted it to be.
Shocking her a little, he grabbed her hand, pulling it down to his chest and holding it there, while running his thumb along the back of it. It was the most human thing she had ever seen him do. However, the whole night had seemed overwhelmingly human, for Cas. Scooting up a bit more, she pulled her hand from him and placed it on his cheek, pulling it to kiss his lips.
"What's on your mind?", she asked him, softly.
"…I've fallen. I've rebelled, and had nothing to show for it, until now."
"Is that a good thing?", AnnaBeth asked, keeping her eyes locked on his, which were sadly looking at the bones of her neck.
"You're the most beautiful person I've ever met. Humans are fickle. They are weak, but I have fought for them, and thought it was for nothing. You…you're everything I continue to fight for…", he said, causing AnnaBeth to smile, and tears to come to her eyes. Then, she recognized the honesty that leaked through. He said "still".
"What do you mean still fighting for?"
"I have to return to heaven. The angels, they are being divided, by my brother…Raphael. If I don't return…he will find a way to release Lucifer and Michael from the cage…", he said, softly, not wanting to finish his sentence. AnnaBeth could read that much from his sigh that followed.
"And the apocalypse will go ahead…"
"Yes. Only this time, I don't know that it will be as easy to finish it. I don't know…that the world wouldn't burn…and you…I'll take you to heaven. I'll put you in protection, and…"
"Cas, no…Go. Go do what you need to. I'll be okay…", AnnaBeth said reluctantly. Honestly, she feared what would happen if Raphael took over. She feared dying, by the hands of an angel, more specifically, Lucifer.
"I can't just leave you here, on Earth. If anything happened to you…"
"I'll be fine. I'll go to Dean, or Bobby. We've taken care of ourselves for years. They'll keep me safe. I promise you…", she said, kissing his lips one more time, before sitting up, and grabbing her clothes, "I can tell…you need to go…"
"I'll take you there. If anything…ANYTHING happens, you can call me…", he said, snapping his fingers and dressing them both with a sigh. AnnaBeth sighed as well, stepping close to him. Grabbing her hand, he kissed her, simply as she did to him. A tear fell from her eye, and he frowned.
"I love you…", she said softly, touching foreheads with him.
"I know…", he replied, and the world began to spin as he transported her to Bobby's living room, and disappeared.
(I know a lot of you were expecting explicit sex in this story, but I just couldn't do it. It was awkward...but I think you'll like how this turned out. I know I do. :) Please read and review!)