WÏNGS
Chapter Two
Castiel carried you out to the the Impala, his trench coat placed over your almost bare body. Your cuts were bleeding badly and your skin was looking paler by the second. He would heal you when you got into the car. Dean rushed into the drivers seat and Sam clambered in the passenger seat. Dean hollered at Castiel for him to hurry up and get in. Opening the car door, he sat in the leather seat and found himself staring at your wounds. He placed his pointer and middle fingers to your forehead and watched as the deep cuts slowly healed as Dean sped off, the demon hollering behind them in a spitting rage.
" Everyone okay? " Dean asked over the seat, his eyes still focused on the road. Sam nodded in response and Castiel adjusted the coat on your body.
" I healed all of the ladys wounds, and I am alright. " He frowned in confusion as he looked at your face. You had bags under your eyes and frown lines on your creamy colored skin. Your hair was messy and had many tangles while your face had a thin coating of dirt resting on you cheeks. Pitty washed over him as he realized how frail you seemed... like you could brake and crumble to a powerdy dust right before his eyes. He held you closer.
" Is she breathing back there? " Sam asked, twisting around in his seat. Castiel frowned in confusion.
" Yes she is breathing, I healed her. " Sam nodded quickly and turned back around.
" Yeah, right, I forgot... sorry. "
" Apologies acepted. "
Your eyes slowly opened, and you were confused. A man was carrying you in his arms, a thick fabric layed atop of your body, the feeling nice against your bare skin... your eyes shot open as you were completly aware of your surroundings. This strange man was carrying you into some sort of bunker! Was it the scarry man who had hurt you!? You flailed your arms and beat against the strange mans chest, only to find that it only hurt your own weren't taking any chances with this stranger. You had to leave. You screamed and flailed and kicked, and the man holding you seemed to be strugling. You screamed again and the man quickly carried you inside. Petrafied, you tumbled out of the mans arms onto the floor with a thud. The thick fabric was still wrapped around you, twisted slightly so only your bra strap and most of your legs were showing.
" I am not here to hurt you mam, " The man said, his voice deep and husky. You looked up at your captor and you were startled to see two more men behinde the couch. The man that was holding you was sitting on the sofa, and you had tumbled of his arms as he was sitting down.
" Where am I!? Who are you!? " You hollered, your arms shaking. The strange man leaned down to see you to eye level, and you got a clear look at him. He had blue eyes, like, BLUE, eyes, and high cheekbones with full lips. His black hair was somewhat messy and he had a stuble growing on his jawline. His lips were partly open and he was frowning, just a bit. His shoulders were wide and he seemed to be nicely built. But his look didn't change anything. You didn't know him. You didn't know if he would hurt you.
" I am Castiel, I was an angle of the Lord. " Castiel said, and a man behinde him groaned. The two men behinde Castiel both looked somewhat the same. The taller one had brown hair that reached to his shoulders and big hands that rested on the back of the couch. He wore a white button up shirt and had a concered look on his face. He had deep chocolate brown eyes that made your heart wrench... like... a puppy dog look. Thats it. The other was just a little shorter and had more of a dirty blonde hair color that was a little messy and pushed up off his foread, giving you a clear look at his eyes. He had high cheekbones, along with the man he stood next to, and full lips. His green eyes shone and he had a hand resting on his forehead.
" Cass, she's not going to believe you. " He muttered, his hand resting at his side after he had dragged it across his face. You were shaking so much you were surprised that you left arm was holding your upper half up off the ground.
" Were the fuck am I!? " You shouted, tears in your eyes. " Why am I here!? I should be at home, making dinner and watching my favorite t.v show! Not locked in my own basement and tortured, then to wake up here! " Tje man named Castiel put two fingers on your forehead, and you fell asleep.