Forever Yours/Castiel
"As time had drifted on," Michael explained. "So did Castiel's mind. The young boy hadn't slept in days and he hadn't eaten very much. Some say he heard not the wind and the rain and the destruction that had befallen his village around him. Some say his mind had wandered so far into dreams that he heard nothing but the beating of his heart for the dying rich boy."
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Castiel sat at the foot of his mat where the rich boy laid. His mind was a haze as he spoke to him.
"Sure as the waves on the shore I know now," Castiel explained to him though he knew the rich boy could not hear him. "That you are the one I was intended for. I have seen the God's design deep in your eyes when you opened them to me. I will hold away the storm like a tree and protect you in my warm arms for as long as you need me to. The Gods will not dare to cross this line that has been drawn between us; your life will be mine and mine yours. If only you would please wake up."
Castiel begun to drift off as he collapsed onto the ground. He had been without sleep for too long and now his body would not tolerate its loss of it any longer. His eyes fluttered shut and the young peasant boy began to dream.
He dreamt of a nice warm day where the breeze blew softly in the meadow nearby and Asaka was happy. She was smiling again. Agwe's waves lapped at the beach below the cliff and the wreckage of the rich boy's vehicle was long gone. In fact the rich boy was better, the color had returned to his face and his beautiful eyes were open and though he walked with a limp he sat next to Castiel on the same rocks he and Balthazar had witnessed the crash on.
"Your name is Castiel," the rich boy said, his voice coming out slow like a mist. "You saved my life."
"Yes," Castiel nodded. "I did. I couldn't just let you die. Not after all these years I have admired you. What is your name?"
"My name is Dean," the rich boy stood and came closer to Castiel. "Dean Winchester and I am forever in your debt."
"You owe me nothing," Castiel shook his head. "It was my love that brought you back from the brink of death, from Papa Ge's clutches. A place I hope you will not be again for a long time."
"Thanks to you I will not," Dean nodded and smiled. His smile was brighter than Asaka's sun and Castiel blushed. "My life is forever yours."
"And you are mine," Castiel chuckled and took Dean's arm before the two embraced in a hug and Castiel continued to speak. "We shall race away in your car that is silver as Asaka's moon as I have dreamed from the day I saw you. Surely that fateful night led me to be with the one that I am intended for, to be with you. Surely this is a sign from the Gods that my life is forever yours and you are forever meant to be—"
"Mine!" aneerie voice said and darkness filled the skies of Castiel's once peaceful dream.The culprit was Papa Ge and he pushed Dean down to the ground and his sickly condition and sleep returned. Castiel cried out in shock and Papa Ge laughed. "Arrogant fool you thought you could hold back death!"
"Stay away!" Castiel jumped in front of Dean and defended him.
"This boy shall be mine," Papa Ge exclaimed. "For on his lips he bares my name on his dying breath!"
"I will not let you have him!" Castiel kneeled in front of Dean, trying to shield him from Papa Ge's view.
"Sure as the grave he must come with me and you must accept what shall be," Papa Ge declared. "His life is not forever yours to have it shall be mine!"
Papa Ge slipped a dagger out from his belt and prepared to strike.
"Take mine for his!" Castiel exclaimed.
"What?" Papa Ge was confused. This hadn't happened in all of his years of killing and taking souls. He was at a loss for words and he had quite the deal on his hands. He thought for a moment and came to a conclusion. If he owned Castiel's soul, he would win. He could beat Erzulie and prove her wrong. He stared at Castiel as if telling him to go on.
"My soul for his," Castiel bargained. "No tricks. I-I promise..."
"I am a road that leads to no return," Papa Ge explained as he put his knife away. "No one ever willingly wishes to learn the secrets of what happens after life."
"I would die for him." Castiel assured the God of Death. He jumped when he saw the souls of the recently departed begin to crawl out from the shadows around them on all fours. Their eyes were hallowed darkness and their bodies nothing more than bones. They all gave out eerie cries and shimmied their shoulders up and down like wolves prowling and planning to attack. Papa Ge turned back to look at Castiel and his eyes went black again with skulls for pupils.
"Then do we have a deal?"
Castiel nodded and the souls cackled in response. Papa Ge's eyes returned to their normal gold once again.
"I am yours." Castiel whispered.
He turned back to Dean whose wounds had visibly healed and his fever had gone down. He was still asleep as Castiel cradled his head in the dream and Papa Ge started off into the darkness, letting out a maniacal laugh that chilled Castiel to the very bone as he departed.
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Castiel awoke with a start to an empty mat and the sun shining brightly through the tent's flaps. He panicked when he saw that Dean, the rich boy whom he had just learned his name, was gone. Castiel shot up onto his feet and ran out of the tent. He jerked his head and pushed through a few villagers who were carrying laundry. They grumbled at the clean laundry that Castiel had knocked out of their hands.
"My apologies!" he apologized and continued to run off in search of Dean.
"That is how it's done," Papa Ge chuckled and looked up at Agwe. "Genius am I right?"
"I must give praise to Asaka for leading Chuck to the mansion," Agwe said, both of them then turned to watch Castiel running off to where Chuck stood. "Erzulie will have to learn somehow."
Castiel came upon his father, surrounded by a group of awe stricken villagers and seven men he was unfamiliar with. They wore wealthy clothes and looked as though they were disgusted to even be near the villagers. They thanked Chuck and left with Dean in their arms. Castiel's eyes went wide and he started to call after them before Chuck stopped him.
"Father he needs me!" Castiel exclaimed. "Without me he'll die!"
"Calm now my son," Chuck explained as he held his relieved wife close to him. "His father and mother were worried sick about him. I sent him back to them so that our village may finally find peace."
Castiel looked heartbroken.
"But," he pleaded. "But I love him..."
Gasps were heard throughout the crowd of peasants nearby and quite a lot of them were sickened by what Castiel had said. They scoffed and turned away, refusing to even look at the boy. Castiel looked up at his mother too.
"He will not want you Castiel," she warned him. "You are not of his kind. Besides you cannot love a boy you have just met."
"Please Mama," Castiel begged. "Please Father I am sure of this. Tell me you do not know what love is like? When I was a small boy you told me it was the most powerful force in our world. Please do not doubt me when I say I love this boy. Please give me your blessing so that I may go to him."
Rebecca and Chuck gave each other a look. The villagers dispersed and only the four Gods watched from afar. Erzulie smiled and the others looked at the trio before them with intrigued stares. They waited for the conversation to begin.
"Castiel," Chuck sighed. "We will not be there to guide your way or to hold your hand in times of danger. We won't be there in your pursuit of this rich stranger. You think you know him, but you don't."
"Your dreams are everywhere Castiel," Rebecca cupped his cheeks. "You do not know what you want I can assure you that."
"I am not a child any longer," Castiel jerked his head away from her and sighed. "I do not know the world beyond where I've grown up, but that is what I've always dreamed of knowing. Every day I'd watch him race around in his car and I wanted to be there in the other seat with him. I want to see what he has seen. I want to be with him. If I never go then I will never know the answers to the questions that haunt me. Can't you understand that?"
Chuck saw the curiosity in his son's eyes and the pure yearning for a life outside of the village. That was where he had come from after all. Castiel was right. He was a child no longer and Chuck and Rebecca could not hold onto his hand forever.
"Go and find him them," Chuck finally said. "Go and find this rich boy that you claim you love."
"Thank you father!" Castiel yelled with joy and hugged both of them tight before running away without a look back. Rebecca was about to chase after him, but Chuck stopped her.
"Why have you sent our son off to his death?" she asked, appalled that Chuck would even agree to such a thing.
"He is not under our control anymore," Chuck explained. "He is a young man now. Surely you haven't forgotten the love we feel for one another? If he truly feels that love for this rich boy then so be it. I will let him go. He will learn the hard way."
Rebecca knew what Chuck was referring to and she had wanted to tell Castiel that his journey was pointless, but now she couldn't for he had run off into the woods to make his way to the rich side of the island. She could only hope and pray to the Gods that her son would be alright.
"I do believe it's my turn now." Asaka said to her friends and sauntered off into the woods far behind Castiel.
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I know a lot of characters are OOC but keep in mind this is an AU. Castiel is supposed to be as clueless as he was when he first came to earth in canon supernatural. The Dean we have seen so far was Castiel's dream Dean not the waking one. Things will play out in time.