Broken
Chapter Two
Dean hung up the phone and stood up in a flash.
"We need to find Cas. Quick."
Sam also stood up, and both ran to Sam's laptop.
"Um, so there are many fields in our area. From how the surroundings sounded when Lucifer was talking, maybe they were in a cell or something." Sam said, the terror present in his voice.
"Um, maybe there are some like warehouses in fields. Maybe Cas is in one of them."
Sam opened up Google Maps, and searched around the area.
"Um, I can't see anything in particular." Said Sam. Dean grabbed his head.
"We are never finding him. America is giant, maybe he's in like another state or something."
"Hey, calm down, we are going to find him. I'm sure he's fine right now."
"Look Sam, I know you think that Cas is strong because he's an Angel, and just because he's an Angel you think he's gonna punch and kick his way out of there. But Cas is also very vulnerable. Who knows what lies Lucifer is going to plant in his mind, or what he's gonna do to him."
Sam nodded, and continue his searching. They were going to save Cas. They were not going to let another person fall.
Not again. Not this time.
Castiel felt like he was being punched for hours. Whenever Lucifer got bored and had other things to do, he would send his henchmen demons to beat Castiel. He eventually got bored of the punches, and just stayed and endured them.
Until came the kicking.
He didn't expect it when he got a direct kick in his stomach, making him groan in pain. After what seemed an eternity, one of the demons got the Angel Blade out. He picked an area around Castiel's chest and began cutting.
Castiel began screaming in pain. The wound was not deep enough to kill him, but it caused a lot of pain. Castiel was sweating, bleeding, and trying his best to contain the tears.
By the end of the day, his chest was full of cuts, some of them healed, and some of them still fresh. And he was tired, oh so tired. He had been screaming all day. He knew that Dean and Sam would come for his rescue, though.
And that's what was keeping him strong.
When Lucifer came again, it was almost midnight. He retreated his hunchmen, gave a quick kick on Castiel's wounds, making him groan and finally let him alone for the rest of the night.
"Until tomorrow, Castiel. And trust me, it's going to be much worse..." With that, Lucifer left the room, leaving Castiel to heal and get some rest.
And, after a long and painful day of torture, Castiel finally let the tears run. He wept. He knew this was making him seem and feel like a child, but right now it was his only comfort.
He just prayed that Dean and Cas would find him.
AN: Sorry for a very short chapter :[ I promise that the next one will be much bigger ^_^