Soo…this chapter ended up REALLY LONG and I apologize for that. O.o…Like, really apologize for the length. It'll be weird but I promise you once this is over, I will get back to the other fun stuff. ^_^
This chapter will have like everyone in it and it'll be weird and probably not so well written. My muse was all good up until the end of this chapter. So…here ya go. Review would be wonderful.
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Chapter 21: The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows Part 3:
Castiel wanted to run…run and hide and scream. He had never once seen a glimpse of God, much less hear his mighty voice. His wings twitched with the urge to fly away but he stood his ground in full respect. When he arrived, he thought that perhaps Raphael would kill him once more but he never expected to get the wrath of Him.
"Take a seat, Castiel," He said, waving a hand so another chair appeared before the throne. Castiel gulped deeply and took the seat, his mind running through the events that happened…of everything he did. He claimed to be God…he killed in the name of his Father. He murdered dozens of his brothers and sisters…this was going to be very bad. He only now wished that he could see Dean once more; tell him he loved him and that he never regretted a single moment they spent together…well, except for when he was ordering the hunter to bow down to him.
"I have heard many things about you from your brothers, Castiel," He spoke in a deep but monotone voice.
Castiel kept his head bowed in respect. He gulped deeply "I sincerely apologize, our Lord," he hadn't realized how much he must have been shaking but his voice was rattling.
"Do call me Father, my Son," He spoke in a soft voice.
"Yes Father," Castiel said, terrified but curious.
"You shall look at me while I speak to you," He said with authority.
"My apologies," Castiel said, instantly lifting his blue eyes to stare into the almighty bright.
"As you should be aware, I have brought you back a few times now," He said with a small smile.
"Thank you, Father," Castiel said quickly but sincerely.
He smiled "I have never known of an angel being eliminated so many times," He let out a warm, chiming laugh "but you did it all for humanity…even your last attempt to avert the end of days when you swallowed in those souls."
Castiel pressed his lips together and gave a nod. He felt strange to be sitting before Him.
"Relax, little one," He said with a light voice.
Castiel tried…he honestly did attempt to remain passive but everything inside of him was twisting and turning.
"I am sure you are also aware of the ability I granted Dean Winchester," He said, trying to urge Castiel into speaking.
"I am aware, Father," Castiel said, not knowing what he was supposed to say.
"Castiel, you are not in trouble," He said, his voice lingering with warmth.
Castiel instantly relaxed slightly but tilted his head in confusion.
He smiled again "You have always been special, Castiel. I knew it from the moment you came into existence. I called you here for a reason."
Castiel kept his gaze on Him, waiting for an answer.
"I wanted to thank you for stepping up during my absence. You were the only one who remained true to what you believed was right," He said with soft eyes.
"Thank you, Father," Castiel said, still feeling nervous in His presence.
"Do not thank me while I'm thanking you," He said with a chuckle.
"My apologies," Castiel said, feeling tongue tied.
He laughed again before the sound became silent "Though you did release the Leviathan…that was quite a mess."
"I prayed to you, Father," Castiel said, wondering if He had heard them.
"I answered your prayers, Castiel. I gave you a clear sign…you were just too focused on your task to realize it," He said, his voice turning firm.
Castiel knit his eyebrows as he tried to think of the sign.
"The one you were working with betrayed you shortly after…that was a sign," He said "By the way, working with demons is not something I would have imagined from you."
Castiel flushed and was about to bow his head in shame but remembered his order to keep eye contact.
"Lighten up," He said "I believe that is what the humans say."
A smile tugged at the corner of Castiel's lips as much as he tried to stop it.
"In honor of saving humanity, I wanted to offer you a position," He said, changing the subject.
Castiel stared in wonder "Anything, Father."
"I would like it very much if you would take the name Archangel Castiel, Protector of Humanity," He said and Castiel literally felt his grace curl inside of him in shock. He felt a lump in his throat at what he was being offered. He could barely speak.
"I-I would like that very much, Father," he said, feeling something turn inside of him. He thought he was dreaming…he had to be dreaming.
He smiled widely and gave a nod "Very well. Gabriel, if you may. Please take Castiel to the Throne Room to the West of Heaven. He will be gaining his new wings."
Castiel hadn't noticed another presence in the room but he now felt Gabriel behind him. Castiel stood and bowed down "Thank you Father," he said, his grace swelling nervously inside of him as he realized that he was going to be an Archangel. He honestly had no idea what to think of it.
Gabriel pressed his lips together to hold back a smirk until they left the room. Once outside the doors, Gabriel grabbed onto Castiel's shoulders and turned him so they were facing.
That was when he let the full blown grin spread across his face "Cassie is going to be an Arch!" he said in a happy-go-lucky tone.
Castiel couldn't do anything but stare blankly in front of him. He didn't know what to do and he tried to focus but his mind was racing as he followed Gabriel, who was chatting away.
They made it to the other Throne Room not long after and Gabriel threw an arm around Castiel's shoulders as they walked in. Michael was standing in the back and Castiel gasped when he noticed the other angel beside him; Lucifer.
"What is going on?" Michael questioned, wondering why a low-ranking angel like Castiel was in this Throne Room which was meant for Archangels only.
Gabriel released Castiel, who was staring at Lucifer with wide eyes. Lucifer gave him a smirk before winking and blowing a kiss "Long time no see."
"What is he doing here?" Castiel asked, finding his voice for the first time since he left the other room.
Lucifer pouted, in the vessel of Nick "I feel so unloved up here. I almost want to go back to Hell."
"Gabriel, why did you bring Castiel here? Father will not allow such a thing," Michael said, not bothering to hide his tone. He was irritated…no, scratch that, he was livid at the moment. With the return of Lucifer, who seemed to be all in their Father's good grace. He couldn't even get a straight answer from his brother and now seeing the little angel who ruined his chance to defeat Lucifer standing in their presence again had him on the edge.
Gabriel could sense the anger in Michael and knew for a fact that this new information would send a whole new wave of it. He let out a long breath and placed a hand on Castiel's shoulder. Castiel was still staring at Lucifer with darkened eyes.
"He's creeping me out," Lucifer said loudly "I might have to blow him up again."
"In two hours time, we will have the new Archangel Castiel joining us," Gabriel said. He honestly was thrilled about it. It was about time he was able to be around another powerful angel besides Michael and Raphael…or Lucifer, from what he knew.
Michael's expression turned to cold fury "What do you mean?" he asked.
Lucifer smiled "Aww a new Archbrother!" he crooned, running over. He threw his arms around Castiel, who didn't have time to think about it before he was enclosed in the tight grip.
"Father has asked Castiel to become an archangel," Gabriel said to Michael and he let go of Castiel. Of course he was irritated to see Lucifer, considering last time he did, Lucifer was shoving that blade into his heart. He got over things, though, and he could tell that something was very different about Lucifer since he returned to Heaven earlier that evening.
Castiel tried to shove Lucifer off but the archangel held him tightly and Castiel gasped as six large, arched wings unfurled and closed around him like an ebony colored straightjacket.
"Did you seriously just let all of your wings out?" Gabriel asked when he noticed the sulfuric scent protrude the air in the room.
"I don't understand why you two only keep out one of your three sets," Lucifer said, noticing how Michael and Gabriel each only had one set out. The other two sets they kept retracted.
Gabriel shrugged "Carrying all six out gets tiring," he said "Now give me Castiel."
Lucifer shook his head and closed his wings tighter against the thrashing angel.
Castiel was so mad…so very, very mad. He wanted to burn those wings off of Lucifer. He hated being wrapped up in them. They smelled like Hell, literally. He had only been wrapped in wings like this once before when he was very young and that was by Gabriel…not stupid Lucifer. His wings were nasty and cold.
"I cannot believe Father is making Castiel an Arch," Michael said, trying to ignore Lucifer but his patience was hanging by a thread. He could not do a thing, though. He was ordered not to attack Lucifer…he was ordered to tolerate him and if he so much as tried to fry his brother once, he would have his Father's wrath and that was not something Michael was willing to deal with.
"Let. Him. Go," Michael growled each word slowly as he tried to hold back from lashing out.
Gabriel sighed and grabbed onto one of Lucifer's wings. He tugged on some of the feathers and Lucifer sighed, removing them completely and stepping a good distance away from Castiel, who was filled with so much rage that he was literally glowing.
"Come on Cassie," Gabriel said, placing a hand on Castiel's shoulder and directing him towards the side of the room where a table sat. Castiel would have to lay on the table for two hours while he went into a sleep-like state. When he would wake, he would be an archangel. It seemed simple but they had honestly never used the table before.
Castiel lay on it, feeling a warm sensation pass through his body "Why is Lucifer here?" Castiel asked as Gabriel took a seat beside him.
Gabriel shrugged "I really don't know. He said he had a talk with Father and was allowed out but I'm just confused to why Father would do that."
Castiel stared at him "Where is Raphael…he hurt Balthazar very badly," he said, still wanting to kill the archangel. Though now he was second guessing…even if he was going to be just as powerful, he realized that God might not like it.
Gabriel sighed and placed a hand onto Castiel's shoulder. Castiel was laying on his stomach with his head turned to the side at Gabriel.
"Raphael has been taken care of," Gabriel said.
Castiel knit his eyebrows "What do you mean?"
Gabriel grinned "Father demoted him," he said "He is a cupid now."
Castiel just stared "I-I beg your pardon?"
"Yup…Cupid. Quite funny, actually," Gabriel said with a laugh "I honestly thought I was going to get in trouble because I left for so long but…no, Father said he was proud of me for standing up to Luci."
Castiel smiled and let out a cry of pain when he felt something latch onto his wings. His grace coiled and he tried to grab at them but Gabriel held his hand down "No Castiel. You have to let allow this to work."
Castiel was panicking when he felt the searing pain of something in the arches of his wings "W-what is happening?"
Gabriel pressed his lips together, knowing Castiel must have been in a lot of pain "It's going to clip off your old wings."
Castiel's eyes widened and he began to thrash and try to get up. He didn't like the sound of having his wings clipped.
"Relax," Gabriel said as he pressed Castiel down. He tried to tune out the sounds of Castiel crying out in front of him but it was hard. Gabriel glanced at the table, trying to figure out why it wasn't putting Castiel to sleep.
"Please Gabriel…make it stop," Castiel cried out, a tear spilling from his eye.
Gabriel tried to think of what to do. He darted his eyes up when he noticed Michael place a hand on Castiel's head. A moment later, the cries stopped and Castiel fell into a deep sleep. Gabriel sighed as he didn't even think of that. He had been on the verge of panic.
Michael just stared at Castiel some more and though he wasn't happy to see him become and archangel, he was at least pleased that it was not some other angel who never did anything in the world.
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"So you really think you saw the Almighty, himself?" Bobby asked Dean as the three of them sat by the desk littered in dusty books and paper.
Dean sighed as he stared at the amulet "I have no idea, honestly. But this man just gave me the necklace then disappeared.
"But didn't Joshua say that it didn't do anything," Sam argued.
"Yeah he did but that doesn't explain how this old man gave it to me and how it had become hot in my hand," Dean said, trying to figure this out. He had called for Castiel a few more times since returning to Bobby's but he still heard nothing from his angel.
"Maybe I should call for Gabriel," Sam said with a shrug.
Dean and Bobby both stared at him pointedly but Sam rolled his eyes and began "Gabriel…it's Sam…um…we kind of need to talk to you about something…it would be nice to get your opinion," he said. They all waited for a sound of wings or a breeze but nothing came.
"I think it has to do with God," Sam added…still nothing; he sighed and sat down on a chair.
"It was probably just your imagination, Dean. Maybe it just felt hot," Bobby suggested as he searched through some old books.
Dean groaned and sat down on the floor with his back against the wall. He was really worried about Castiel. He knew that his angel would have shown up at the slightest mention of God but he didn't…and now Dean was panicking.
"I need a drink," Sam said, walking out of the room.
He froze once he was in the kitchen. Lucifer was leaning against the fridge with a smirk on his face and arms crossed over his chest "Hello Sammy," he said "Did you miss me too?"
Sam ground his teeth and ignored the hallucination. He seriously didn't understand why it was back and he wanted to tell Bobby and Dean about it but they already had too much in their hands.
"You can't ignore me," Lucifer said "I know I'm driving you insane."
Sam ground his teeth as he pulled a beer from the fridge. He took a deep breath before popping the top off and chugging the cold liquid, enjoying the tingling sensation in his throat and warmth in his stomach.
He gasped when Lucifer suddenly yanked the beer from his hand and downed the rest of the bottle. He let it pop from his lips before hissing and wiping a sleeve over his mouth "So refreshing…been too long since my last beer."
Sam felt rage shaking through him and he wanted to scream at the hallucination but he bit back his words. He hissed angrily when he suddenly felt two fingers press on his head.
The ground swept beneath his feet and he felt a dizzying sensation before he hit solid ground. He whirled around to see that he was no longer at Bobby's house but in what appeared to be a motel room; it looked just like all of the other ones he had been in…musky scent, dark walls and carpet; one window near the door and a tube TV on a dresser in front. The only difference was that this room had one large bed instead of two small.
"Oh Sammy," Lucifer said "I have grown more powerful in your grapefruit…I can teleport you now."
Sam felt panic rise in him and he instantly fumbled through his pockets to find no phone or weapon. He took a deep breath before walking towards the door.
He cursed when Lucifer suddenly appeared in front of him. His eyes were glowing playfully and Sam froze when his own eyes locked with them. Before he could react, he was shoved with a force that sent him barreling across the room. He gasped when the back of his knees bumped into the bed, causing him to lose balance and fall onto his back upon it.
He tried to get up but Lucifer was suddenly on top of him, holding him down completely. Sam was panicking with the new knowledge that the hallucinations did indeed become greatly more powerful. Lucifer had never been able to pin him down before.
"Get the hell off of me!" Sam shouted, losing himself now. He didn't care anymore; he just wanted to get away.
"There we go!" Lucifer exclaimed with bright, happy eyes "I missed the time I spent inside of your body."
Sam bit his tongue so hard he was beginning to taste blood. He shoved at Lucifer but he didn't move an inch. Instead he leaned his face towards Sam, who thrashed again only to get angrier when it had no effect. He was shaking with rage when he felt Lucifer's nose in the skin of his neck.
"Mm, you smell better than I remember…what do you say I get inside that body again?" Lucifer asked, grinning with a suggestive wiggle of eyebrows.
"Go to Hell," Sam said, spitting blood in Lucifer's face.
"Just came back from there," Lucifer said, licking the blood from his mouth and tilting his head in a way a predator would inspect its prey.
Sam let out a cry when he felt a mouth press onto his neck. Before he could stop himself, he sent a very loud mental prayer to Gabriel.
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Gabriel was pacing around the Throne Room, glancing at Castiel occasionally and sucking on a grape lollipop. He froze when he felt the familiar tingling in his body of someone praying for him. He was confused for a moment, knowing he turned off the link earlier that night. The only way for something to pierce through the block would have to be a fierce prayer. He could hear a whisper but couldn't hear the words. He loosened the block just a little to hear. His heart leapt when he noticed it was Sam…and from his tone, something was very, very wrong.
'Gabriel…please Gabriel, the hallucinations are back. Lucifer is back in my head…they are a lot stronger now. He has me locked up somewhere and I can't move…I can't do a damn thing,' Sam's voice was strong and fearful.
"Michael!" Gabriel shouted, causing the other archangel to leap up to his feet and stare wildly over to Castiel only to notice he was still peaceful. He turned back to Gabriel "What is it, brother?"
"Where is Lucifer?" Gabriel asked, dread seeping into him.
Michael stared blankly for a moment "I have no clue. He just said he had some people to see."
Gabriel felt fire in his veins "Keep an eye on Cas…I need to leave right now."
Michael nodded, sensing the pure rage in his brother "Gabriel…please don't do anything stupid. Father is back and I cannot protect you."
For a moment, Gabriel was taken aback at those words…he stared at Michael for a moment before nodding and disappearing to where he heard Sam's prayers.
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Sam didn't have the ability to push anymore. Instead, he just lay there as Lucifer lay over him, singing loudly and dancing his fingers over the hunter's chest.
Lucifer jumped up when he suddenly felt a wrathful presence closing in. Without a moment of hesitation, he vanished.
Sam sucked in a breath of relief as he sat up, feeling free. A moment later, Gabriel was standing in the room. Sam was startled when he noticed the fiery rage in those eyes and a darkness filling the atmosphere "G-Gabriel?"
Gabriel turned to Sam and didn't say a word as he placed two fingers on the hunter's forehead. He figured it would be best to explain the situation to all of the hunters at the same time.
Sam sighed when they landed and his stomach turned uncomfortably with being in two flights that close together. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding when he noticed they were in Bobby's living room.
"Sammy!" Dean exclaimed when he noticed his brother. He had been frantic when he disappeared…he literally had no idea where to look. He glared at Gabriel, who was standing there, his face blank.
"Hey dick, at least give me a warning or something before you whisk my brother away!" Dean snarled angrily.
"You better speak to me with respect, Winchester," Gabriel bit out, the darkness in his voice pouring out, causing a temperature drop in the room "You have no right to speak to me in such a way and if you do it once more, I will hurt you."
Dean's jaw dropped as he felt the fury shoot inside of him from those flaming amber eyes. He didn't know what to say so instead he turned his attention to Sam, who appeared disoriented and paranoid.
"Now maybe if you were paying attention to your little brother and not thinking about yourself, you would have realized that something was going on," Gabriel said, his voice flat but menacing.
"Excuse me?" Dean asked, his own anger fueling "Don't you dare talk to me like that. Maybe if you weren't too busy prancing around in Heaven with your puffy little wings, you would have noticed that he has been praying to you all night."
Gabriel took a step towards the hunter but Dean didn't back down. That only made Gabriel more angry "You have no idea what is happening up there right now," he snapped.
Dean took a step forward this time "I have an idea it has to do with your long lost daddy."
That was when Gabriel felt the thread snap; no mere human speaks about his Father like that. He clenched his fist and ground his teeth before throwing a punch at the hunter.
Dean hissed in pain when it felt like a bowling ball slammed into his jaw. He felt a bone snap and then his body crashing into a wall before falling on the floor.
"Gabriel!" Sam gasped, snapping out of his trance and running over to his brother.
Dean ignored the agonizing pain that shot through him as he climbed up to his feet, pushing Sam away in the process. He got to his feet and spit a mouthful of blood on the floor; he turned his eyes to the archangel, who was glaring at him and Dean swore he could feel fire building inside of him. He clutched at his chest where his heart was starting to pound against his ribcage with brute force. He instantly fell as his knees buckled from the amount of pain searing through him.
"Dean? Dean, what is wrong?" Sam asked his voice rising as he tried to get his brother's attention. Dean's eyes were closed as he growled in pain, clutching his hand over his chest.
Gabriel didn't even realize what he was doing. All he knew was that he wanted to do some smiting and the older Winchester happened to be in his crossfire. All he could think about was Lucifer touching Sam when Dean was just sitting around doing nothing. He should have been looking out for his little brother. Dean needed to be punished for that mistake. He let some of his wrath out in waves into the hunter.
"Gabriel, what are you doing?" Castiel's voice suddenly shouted.
Castiel stared in confusion at Gabriel, whose eyes were literally glowing as he stared down. Castiel didn't realize who he was staring at until that moment. Anger surged through him instantly and he almost yelped when he felt the rage burst out of him without his control. He wasn't used to these new powers yet. He almost fell backwards with the power that shot out at Gabriel.
That snapped Gabriel out of his trance. He grunted when he was suddenly thrown across the entire room and through the wall. He winced when he felt his body smash into something steel. He jumped up to his feet and realized that he was no longer in Bobby Singer's house but outside, on top of the Impala across the street.
The moment Castiel appeared, Dean had been able to look up. That was when he saw the sight that had him shocked beyond belief. Castiel had thrown a hand forward and sent the archangel through a wall and all the way across the street.
Sam and Dean just stared at Castiel, both rendered speechless. Neither of them could comprehend how Castiel was able to take down Gabriel while the archangel was in that wrathful state of mind.
In an instant, Castiel was across the street, standing in front of Gabriel, who was just staring blankly ahead "Wow," he said "Michael didn't teach you any control before letting you go, did he?"
Castiel stared down for a moment, knowing that he had vanished without Michael even knowing. He had just woken up when he could feel that Dean was in danger. He hadn't given a second thought before flying down.
"You just left, didn't you?" Gabriel asked, still trying to soothe the fire that was burning through his veins.
Castiel nodded "Good thing I did or you would have killed Dean," he said bitterly, glaring at the archangel in front of him.
Gabriel glowered again "You need to keep that human in line before I do kill him," he growled.
For a moment, they just glared.
Dean sighed as he began to feel better. His back still ached and his jaw was throbbing but he stood up beside Sam.
"What the hell is going on…" Bobby stared and his voice trailed off as he noticed the whole through the wall.
He was about to shout when Castiel and Gabriel appeared inside of the room. Gabriel snapped his fingers and the wall reformed as though nothing had happened.
"Dean do not say a word," Castiel said to the hunter when he noticed the look shooting at Gabriel.
Dean ground his teeth but knew not to argue at this point. He really didn't care…Sammy was okay and alive and that was all that mattered.
"So what is going on, Sam?" Dean asked as he leaned against the wall he have previously been thrown into.
"I'm seeing Lucifer hallucinations again," Sam said with a sigh as he remembered how he couldn't move. He really hoped Gabriel could get rid of them this time around.
Dean was about to say something when Gabriel cut him off "They aren't hallucinations, Sammy" he said with a low voice. Sam stared at him in confusion from the un-trickster-like tone and the words that were spoken. Dean was having the same reaction but instead he was staring at Castiel, who seemed to be sending off an energy that was stronger than before. His wings were not out, though.
"What are they then?" Sam questioned.
"It is Lucifer, himself," Gabriel said with a dark tone. He was so mad that he touched Sam.
"What?" Dean asked, feeling really confused now.
"Lucifer has returned," Castiel said "God brought him back."
"Why the hell would God bring Lucifer back?" Sam stammered, unable to believe it.
Dean sighed and pulled out the amulet…so he really did 'save' God from a mugging. That was too strange to comprehend at the moment so instead he listened on.
"We have no idea…none of the archangels have a clue," Gabriel said with emphasis on one word as he took a sideglance at Castiel, as though insinuating something.
Dean turned to his angel in confusion but Sam didn't seem to pick up on anything. Instead, he was staring at Gabriel with an intense mix of feelings. He was angry that Gabriel hurt Dean…but he was also just relieved to see the angel standing there since he hadn't seen him since two weeks before when they kissed. He had thought that Gabriel kissed him just so he could say he did. He wouldn't admit it out loud but that hurt him more than he could handle. Now seeing Gabriel standing right in front of him had his hands twitching to smother the angel.
He felt his heart in his throat when those golden-amber eyes landed on him. His stomach turned and for a moment, he thought Gabriel was reading his mind…but luckily Sam had been blocking his thoughts. That didn't stop the blush from creeping onto his face.
Gabriel just stared at the hunter, trying to calm the fire inside of him that wanted to tear Lucifer a new one. He just wanted to jump into the arms of the very tall hunter and he wanted to wrap all six of his wings over that body into an intense embrace and never let go. Without another word, he grabbed Sam's arms and they vanished.
"What the hell!" Dean shouted angrily when he heard the fluttering of wings and noticed Gabriel and Sam had disappeared.
"I believe they are in a physical relationship," Castiel said, staring into the empty space where Gabriel had been. He turned blue eyes back to Dean "Gabriel simply just wants to be alone with Sam."
Dean felt his jaw drop at the blunt way Castiel just put that. Dean of course had his suspicions that Sam and Gabriel were physical but hearing it from Cas just made it hit harder and a mental image seared into his brain. He wanted to throw up and soak his head in brain bleach. Instead, he changed the subject and held the amulet up.
Castiel tilted his head at it "I thought you lost this," he said as he held it in his hand.
Dean shrugged, hating when he remembered that he once threw it in the trash can. He took a deep breath "I did," he said "Then this guy put it in my hand…it was really hot when I held it."
Castiel looked up from the amulet to Dean curiously "Was it an older man in a fisherman's hat?"
Dean nodded, finding the way Castiel's face lit excitedly so adorable.
"So you did meet God," he said "I assumed so…"
"Where the hell were you, anyways?" Dean asked "I thought Raphael iced you."
Castiel let a small smiled creep over his face "Raphael is a cupid now…Father 'demoted him'."
Dean let out a laugh at the idea of Raphael walking around in underwear, making people fall in love or lust with each other "So how is Michael dealing with Lucifer being back? Is the apocalypse going to happen again?" he felt dread seep inside of him.
Castiel shook his head "They are not allowed to harm one another," he said "and yes, Michael is very upset."
Dean smirked but anger took over "So Lucifer has been screwing around with Sammy?"
Castiel just stared at him "You are very attractive when your angry, Dean," he said with a slight squinting of eyes.
Dean instantly forgot his anger and felt his cheeks flush. He quickly stared down at his feet, not knowing what to say. He sighed when he felt arms wrap around his body and he swore he could feel a warmer energy coming from his angel. He closed his arms around Castiel and brushed a soft kiss over those chapped but smooth lips. The kiss was slow but passionate and it made Dean's blood stir and heart flutter in his chest.
Castiel took a deep breath as he enveloped in Dean's arms. It was taking everything in his power not to let all of his wings unfurl so he could feel Dean in them. He wanted to embrace his entire body with all six. He knew that they would be intensely sensitive if Dean decided to run fingers through them and he really hadn't cultured any control over them yet. He debated flying back up to Michael to learn but he just did not like the idea of leaving Dean.
"Where have you been, anyways? I've been so worried about you," Dean said as he pulled his head back to stare into those azure eyes. He lowered his hands onto Castiel's hips and just held him. Castiel remained with his arms over Dean's waist.
"I had to speak with God," he said slowly.
Dean's eyes widened at those words and all he could think about was Castiel's god-complex he went through after swallowing Purgatory. For a moment, ice shot through his veins until he realized that Cas was standing in front of him, looking perfectly fine. He took a deep breath "Well, what happened?"
Castiel licked his lips "He thanked me for standing up for the humans," he said. He wanted to tell Dean about being an archangel but he was afraid of the outcome. He would rather learn to control what he was before bringing Dean into it. All those thoughts vanished though the moment he felt Dean start to slide his hands up Castiel's back.
Castiel winced and heat shot through him when he felt those fingers brush up his back. He hissed out, feeling every fiber of his being start to vibrate and without being able his say, he let out a loud moan as all fix of his wings unfurled and spread out widely, touching the walls and almost to the ceiling of the room.
Dean gasped and stumbled as he stepped back, eyes set on not two…but six large, arched wings. The feathers were puffed out in deep, dark midnight blue and ebony with streaks of every other color glowing in the creases. He felt a lump in his throat and just gawked in amazement and confusion.
Castiel felt blush creep on his cheeks when he noticed Dean's gaze on his wings. He bit down on his lip as he tried to hold them back but they were slowly inching towards the hunter, wanting to wrap around his body.
Dean swallowed the lump in his throat and found his voice "W…wha…Cas," was all that he could say.
"I have been promoted to an archangel," Castiel said slowly, waiting for a reaction.
Dean felt his entire body light…that explained how Cas was able to throw Gabriel back like that. He honestly didn't know what to say or what to even think. He didn't even know angels could have six wings. He had only ever seen two on Michael and Gabriel. When he couldn't find words, he rushed forward and pulled Castiel into his arms. He took a long, deep breath and felt his eyes water at the euphoria and healing powers that were vibrating into him as he caressed the top two wings before moving his hands slowly down to feel each one.
Castiel shivered into the touch and his wings flailed and twitched as he tried to hold them back but that didn't last. He lost control over them and within a blink of an eye, he had Dean pressed onto his back on the couch as he lay on top of him, wings curled around them both in a tight embrace. His crushed his lips with Dean's and began to kiss him hungrily and passionately. He let out broken moans as the hunter's fingers brushed through his extremely sensitive feathers.
Bobby, who had left the room a few minutes before, walked back in to grab his bottle of whiskey. He froze when he heard a loud moan forming the name 'Dean'. He turned his eyes to see Castiel on top of Dean, who was running fingers through the air around Castiel, who was arching his back and moaning loudly.
"Dammit you idjits better move that somewhere else before I vomit," Bobby snapped.
Neither of them moved, either not hearing him or just ignoring him. He then heard Dean let out a moan and that was the last straw. He ground his teeth as he grabbed the lamp from the table beside him. He hurled it at the couple on the couch and didn't even feel bad when it shattered on the angel's back.
Castiel jumped up as hissed out in pain when he felt something cut his wings. He jumped up and whirled around, wings pointed in defense; he then noticed Bobby standing there, arms crossed over his chest and a glower on his face. Castiel had to take a few deep breaths to calm himself down as archangel rage shot through him. Once he was able to, he heard a voice in his head. It was powerful and demanding and even though he wanted to stay with Dean, he had no control over his body as it automatically obeyed. He left in a flurry of feathers, leaving papers to float across the entire room.
Dean was laying on the couch, panting as his body tingled from the leftover feeling of those wings. He gave Bobby an apologetic glance as he sat up. He frowned when he realized Castiel wasn't coming back anytime soon. Of course he was glad that his angel was now an archangel but that just meant he would probably be busy more and his stomach turned as the realization hit him that Castiel might never come back. With all of the apocalypse stuff over with and God being 'home', the angels might all have to return to Heaven and leave Earth for another few centuries.
"Boy you better think twice before doin' that in my house on my couch ever again," Bobby said gruffly. He began to walk back out of the room "Next time, I won't be so nice."
Dean sighed and ran a hand over his face. He realized then how tired he was and how much he didn't want to think about not seeing Cas. So he let his body fall back onto the couch and he closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
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So….yeah wow that was LONG. I'm so sorry.
And don't you worry…the angels are not gone. Dean is just thinking too much. So now the story is going to start getting back to random fluff and crack! Done being weird…muse is turning normal again. Please, please please leave reviews and/or comments. Plz?
Oh and I will also explain about Lucifer in another chapter. ;P