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Castiel attempts to comfort Brook after waking up from the continuous nightmares…Meanwhile Aiden takes a walk down Memory Lane and beckons to the hunter once again….
Brooklyn jolted up once again from the same dream. She found herself screaming as she woke up. This time Castiel heard her. He bolted upright as her screams pierced his ears. "Brooklyn, Brooklyn, what is wrong? Why are you screaming? Talk to me please?" He asked her wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight. She was gasping for air but finally starting to calm down under his hold. She went limp in his arms and let him hold her. Finally gathering her composure she turned to look into his bright blue eyes. Eyes that held concern and a hint of sadness as he tilted his head at her. He noticed that she was covered in sweat. Her shirt and pants were soaked in it.
"It was a nightmare, Cas. I don't remember all of it but I do recall not being able to find you and that you were lost and that I searched in vain and calling out for you…" She could feel her eyes brimming until the tears began to roll down her face. It broke the angel's heart that she was like this. She wasn't going to lose him. "It was only a nightmare, Brook. I'm not going anywhere. Look, I am still here. I am never going to leave you" He said softly gazing into those grey eyes that he so loved. He stroked her face feeling the heat and tracks of her tears. Brooklyn leaned into him pressing her face against his bare chest. Security, warmth and love were what she felt being in her angel's embrace. She closed her eyes relaxing against him. She remained in that position for several moments then titled her head upward at Castiel. Tilting his own head down he pressed his lips against hers. She couldn't say no to those warm soft lips upon hers. She returned it by pushing her tongue inside his mouth running throughout. He pulled her down with him as they lay on the bed. He ran his hands up and under her sweat covered shirt. Her skin hot and wet but it did not deter Cas. He pulled the wet article of clothing off throwing it aside. Returning to take her mouth, he traced her back and sides with his fingers. His hands moving up her front as they found what they sought. His hands gently cupping her breasts and running circles around them teasing her. She sighed with pleasure as he broke contact retreating down to where his hands lay. One at a time he licked, teased, and nipped her breasts. She could feel her desire and want for him rising. As Castiel continued to make his Brooklyn feel good he felt her small hands sliding under his sleep pants and boxers grabbing his muscular tight ass before she pulled the garments over his hips and down his knees until they collapsed in a pile on the floor. He shivered as her hands touched his bare skin. Brooklyn teased Castiel's skin moving them around feeling the angel tense up with desire and lust. Taking it up a level, she caressed his hard shaft slowly encircling her fingers and stroking it delicately.
Groaning at her touch, Castiel slowly removed her sweat soaked pants and boy shorts leaving only her naked form beside him. Bringing her hand up, Castiel placed himself on her parting her legs with his knee. He looked deep into those grey pools seeing her gazing back into his sapphire blue eyes. "I love you, Brook" He whispered into her ear as he eased in her. She groaned as he took her slowly. She thrusted her hips with his as they made slow but very passionate love. He continued his slow intentional thrusts hitting the spot each time. He leaned down covering her mouth with his. Their mouths and tongues interlocked exploring the one another's mouths. Brooklyn felt herself getting close but fought to keep it back. She wanted this to last. Castiel ran his hands over her body feeling her soft skin under his touch. He loved her so much he wanted her to forget about the nightmare. Suddenly he felt her break their contact as she cried out his name. "Cas!" He felt her orgasm hit as she came all on him. He moved faster on her and thrusted slightly harder as she screamed his name and tightened around him. He could feel himself getting very close to his own climax. He thrusted faster as he felt himself release deep and hard inside her. He growled as he claimed her mouth. He didn't want to move. He loved lying inside her after making love. The connection they shared was strong and unbreakable (Well almost). She looked at Cas smiling up at him. "I love you too, Castiel" Placing a soft kiss on his lips. He continued to remain as he was for a few more moments relishing in the moment. He really did love her. Her heart and soul pure, true, and unconditional. Kissing her one more time, he lay beside her kissing her palm, finger tips and forearm.
Seeing that she was at ease and had forgotten about the nightmare, Castiel pulled the blankets up and over them. She snuggled in his waiting and loving arms. Closing her eyes and drifting asleep in his tight embrace, Castiel kissed her on the forehead and lips as he allowed sleep to take over.
Aiden sat in the farthest booth the bar had. He wasn't a big drinker but did like to divulge in rum every so often. It was a taste he acquired while in Barbados in 1750. He had been in awe at the labor and effort it took to produce such an exquisite taste at the time. But now it was done with machinery. The barmaid walked by and asked if he wanted another. He could smell her essence as she stood there. He felt the pang as his fangs began to slide down. Fighting the urge, he looked up at the blonde beauty. "No thank you" He replied politely. She turned and walked off. He thought about the hunter again. He knew he had to lure her out away from Castiel. He had not seen the angel since It happened. He did not like to think about that time in his long existence but it was because of that damned angel he was like this. But no matter, soon he would be able to get Brooklyn and see his nemesis suffer. He was drawn to her like the moth to the flame. She had such power coursing through her veins and he was determined to control it. Leaving the bar he preceded up the street headed to the series of lofts that dotted the skyline. There he would rest until the next evening. It wasn't that he couldn't exist in daylight. It was more of the fact the light bothered him. It didn't burn his skin or turn him to dust or ashes. He preferred the night. Turning the key to the apartment, he entered closing the door. On the wall was a large mural of a battle between Heaven and Hell. He always liked that particular mural. Another wall held a painting that held special meaning to him. It was of the Betrayal. It depicted his sire and the original vampire: Judas Iscariot. The same Judas that betrayed Jesus for 30 pieces of silver and sealed His fate with a kiss. He did not know where Judas was but knew he was still alive so to speak. He had gone into hiding once the whole business with the Seals started. Aiden couldn't blame him. Things had gotten rather nasty as of late. Lying on the large bed he closed his eyes and once again called out to her. A smile edging across his face.
Brooklyn awoke to find herself in the same house as her last dream. As she got up she saw that she was in a silver dress that brushed the carpet as she walked. She noted she was barefoot and that a beautiful teardrop pendant hanging around her neck. A silver ring set with a square cut emerald lay on her ring finger. Treading down the hall, she saw a light coming from main room downstairs. Quietly descending down the steps she cautiously edged down the hallway until she reached the door. Pushing the door open she was greeted with a fire roaring in the fireplace. As she proceeded in she noticed someone seated in the chair that faced the fireplace.
"Welcome, Brooklyn" That voice…She recognized that voice.
As the figure stood and faced her she saw the violet eyes. Aiden. He smiled as he approached her taking in how beautiful she looked adorned with the dress and jewelry. She couldn't take her eyes off of him no matter how hard she tried to look away. He took her hands softly kissing each in a gentlemanly manner. She could feel the slight pressure of fangs behind the skin. He held her hands tight in his own. "I have waited so long for this. For you. And now I found you, my Brooklyn."
"I'm not yours. I belong with another. He is the one I am in love with" She declared with certainty in her eyes. He only grinned wider at her declaration. "Are you so sure?" She suddenly did not feel so well. She felt tired, weak, and unable to stand on her own. Aiden lifted her with ease and lowered her on the large plush sofa. He watched as she slowly let unconsciousness overcome her. He leaned down kissing her lips tracing them with his tongue as he pulled away. "Soon, Brooklyn, you will be mine and that blasted angel will be a thing of your past."
She awoke to be greeted by sunlight streaming in her window. Brooklyn looked over to see her angel still asleep with his arms guarding her fiercely. She thought about the dream she had. This Aiden was definitely dangerous but alluring somehow. She had never seen a man with violet eyes, beautiful violet eyes. She had felt as if he was peering into her very soul. The very thought was both intriguing and frightening. Shaking off the thought, she ran her fingers through Cas's short dark hair and kissed his forehead. He was her life. She could not imagine it without him.
A/N Ok everyone please feel free to review. So what did Castiel do that turned Aiden? Will the vampire be able to seduce Brooklyn and make her his? All in due time ;)