AN: Due to the very quick reviews, which I love, keep them coming, I was very happy to continue this story so soon. I started this last night but I had morning classes and had to sleep... anyways...Ages lets go with... Castiel he's an angel! Dean 26, Sam 22, Adam 18, and Taylor 17!
"Be useful and go get the lighter fluid from the trunk," Dean ordered handing Taylor the keys. She nodded quickly in no mood to argue with her oldest brother, as she took the keys and walked quickly back to the impala.
She grabbed the lighter fluid and stopped to look at all the weapons, there had to be some stuff in here that her brothers wouldn't miss. She grabbed her boots and slid them on before returning to the car and digging around. She found a case of knives with one much bigger than the little one she carried. It would be way easier to behead a vampire, and maybe she could actually succeed with a new knife.
She knew that vampires weren't the only monsters she'd be running in to, but most of the other stuff was used for special cases, a knife was always useful. Besides she already had holy water, her brothers made her carry it everywhere just in case.
She carefully took the blade and its sheath for protection, and slid it down into her boot, happy that her knee-high boots were tall enough to conceal it.
She jumped when she looked up afterwards and saw Dean coming out from the tree line, "What in hell is taking you so long?"
"Um… sorry, I couldn't find it, I have it now though," She said waving the bottle above her head.
He shook his head, "It was right on top, whatever let's go stop wasting time."
After putting things back where they belonged and hiding the container of knives at the bottom she smiled, satisfied, and made her way back towards the clearing behind Dean.
They had already dragged all of the bodies into a pile and Dean quickly soaked it before throwing a burning match on top. The bodies went up in flames and Taylor watched shivering once she realized how cold she had been, probably from having her shoes off. She took in the heat of the flame for another moment before Castiel announced it was time to go. She shivered again for a different reason as she turned away.
Taylor and Adam walked ahead of their older siblings and Castiel murmuring to each other, and looking back every now and then.
"Castiel is pissed, we are so screwed," Adam whispered.
"We? You can at least use the excuse that you were worried about me, and you also weren't the one who back talked him either." She hissed.
"And how is any of that my fault? I tried to get you to stay, and I don't control what your mouth does." He retorted.
"Whatever the point is I'm screwed not you, so you shouldn't worry so much." Taylor said looking up at his face, which didn't seem to be relieved one bit by her words.
"But Castiel always is such an asshole when it comes to punishing us… so I'm still in a lot of trouble." Adam said.
"You're in even more now, since you can't seem to watch that mouth of yours and for directing your cursing at me." Castiel said.
Adam cringed, "I… How did you…"
"My hearing is way stronger than any human's," Castiel explained.
"I… sorry," Adam said feeling guilty about calling Castiel an asshole.
We walked in silence the rest of the way neither of us caring to talk, especially if it would be heard. Dean drove and Sam sat in shotgun like always. Castiel took the side behind Dean, and since Taylor was the smallest, she always got the middle Seat. Adam shut the door behind him and sighed.
He tried to lay his head against the window but Taylor pushed him, "Move over."
"Make me girl." He said smiling.
"You're going to wish you hadn't said that if you don't move in the next second," Taylor growled.
"Knock it off you two, or I'll punish you myself when Cas is done." Dean reprimanded, and Taylor crossed her arms across her chest.
"One second," Adam said slowly.
Taylor tried to smack him but Castiel caught her arm in a death grip and pulled her around to face him, "Ouch!"
"Do not hit your brother, and stop whining right now, understand?" Castiel asked.
"Yes sir," Taylor muttered and he let her arm go.
Adam smirked until Castiel spoke, "Adam wipe that smirk off your face, sit up and stop antagonizing your sister."
Adam's smile quickly faded. How the hell did Castiel always do that? He hadn't even turned towards him once? They seriously had pissed him off tonight.
Adam and Taylor sulked as they followed the others upstairs to their hotel room. Dean and Taylor shared the first bed, and Sam and Adam slept in the other one. Taylor and Adam wished that they would just be sent to bed. It had been a very long and exhausting day.
"I want to talk to you both in the living room," Castiel instructed.
"You mean the couch by the window?" Taylor asked sarcastically since it was just one room.
"Ouch!" She whined turning, after feeling someone smack her in the back of the head, to see Dean's stern glare.
"Watch it," He warned.
She scrunched her face up at him but wisely kept her mouth shut. She looked at Castiel and Adam who were waiting for her to join. Castiel looked impatient and Adam looked like he'd give anything to her if she stalled a little longer.
Then she remembered the knife in her boot, it was possible that it could fall out thinking quickly she paused, "One second," With that she removed her jacket, and got as close to the bed and wall as she could before sliding off her boots and shoving her jacket on top of them. Then she slid the pile under the bed and hid her triumphant smile as she turned around.
"Are you ready now?" Castiel asked.
"Well I'd like a shower to be honest," she began but was cut off by another smack which landed on her thigh this time causing her to jump forward. When she turned around this time it was Sam.
"Knock it off, and I'm showering first tonight, I beat Dean in rock, paper, scissors, for it," Sam said.
"Bitch," Dean muttered.
"Jerk," Sam smiled as he grabbed a towel and made his way to the shower. 'That bitch doesn't even understand how lucky he is, and if I was Dean I would have fought to the death for a hot shower,' Taylor thought.
Castiel growled making Adam cringe, and Taylor quickly snapped back into reality, "Sorry sir."
When Taylor stood next to Adam Castiel began, "What are you supposed to when I give you an order?" He asked them, but they both remained silent.
"I want an answer," Castiel demanded.
"Follow it sir," Adam answered meekly.
"Should you argue with an order first, before you follow through?" He asked, directing that question towards Taylor, "No sir."
"What's even worse than arguing with an order?" He asked them.
"Disobeying one sir," They both answered in unison this time, as they stared at the ground.
"Taylor I've heard about all you have to say on the subject, so I am asking you to be quiet. But Adam is there anything you'd like to say?" Castiel asked.
"Well, I was just worried about her, I tried to stop her from leaving honestly, and it worked once, but then…," He paused and looked up at Castiel who motioned for him to continue, "I was worried, and I didn't want her to get hurt, so I ran after her, and when I saw she was in trouble, I had to help."
"Is that true Taylor?" Castiel asked.
Taylor walked back in forth on between feet wearily, "Yes sir."
"Is there any other reason that you disobeyed my order?" Castiel asked, his dark eyes boring deep into Adam's.
Adam fidgeted, "Well I was kind of excited to prove myself too."
"If Taylor hadn't taken off, would you have disobeyed me?" Castiel asked.
Dean watched intently and was glad he wasn't in his younger sibling's position. He hates when Castiel does his eye tricks.
Adam shook his head, "No sir, I swear to god, I wouldn't have."
'He's done for now,' Dean thought, and Taylor froze and turned away as Castiel glared at Adam.
Adam took a step back confused before remembering what he had said, "Oh, sorry, I didn't even realize I said it honestly, it won't happen again."
"Let's get this over with, come here." Castiel said tightly. Adam nodded and obeyed. Castiel bent him over his lap and gave him ten hard swats with his hand. Taylor cringed but Adam didn't move, he just took the punishment silently and was surprised when Castiel let him up. He wiped his eyes which had become damp with tears that threatened to fall.
"You were honest with me, and you would have obeyed if you weren't worried about your sister, get some sleep," Castiel said. Adam nodded and wiped his eyes once more as he turned and lay on the bed.
Hurry up Sam, you really are a bitch, you take forever in the damn shower!" Dean called.
"I'm almost done!" Sam yelled.
"You better be!" Dean threatened.
"Taylor," Castiel called, waking her up from her daydreaming again, "Sorry, what?"
"Come here," He said.
She hoped to god that Castiel would go as easy on her as he did Adam, but she had a feeling that wasn't going to happen. She sighed and looked longingly at the bathroom before approaching the angel. At least he had time to calm down, not that that would make this any better.
He folded her over his lap and didn't waste any time with words. Smack after smack came and Taylor couldn't help the tears that fell or the involuntary squirming away, "Ouch please stop, I'm sorry, I won't disobey an order again, I swear." Castiel continued and even though he had only reached seventeen smacks she felt like it had been a thousand, "Ouch, god damn it Cas!"
He grabbed her by the arm and brought her to her feet, "Are you trying to test me?"
"N…no it just h…hurts." She replied.
He led her to the arm of the couch, "Bend over," He instructed shoving her arm in that direction.
"Cas please, I didn't mean it, I mean sir, I didn't mean it please. I won't disobey and order and I won't swear or take the lord's name in vain again." She promised, and she was proud of herself when she was able to say the last part without rolling her eyes.
He pointed to the couch and she unwilling laid over the arm. The smacks came harder than before and she couldn't help the whimpers that escaped her lips with each one. After twenty more smacks he finally stopped and she was crying. She wiped her eyes and looked up at him guiltily. She felt horrible for how she had treated him today and all she wanted now was his forgiveness.
He nodded and opened his arms, "I know, and I forgive you."
She wiped her eyes quickly and the corners of her lips turned into a smile as she stepped into his embrace. He ran his fingers through her hair as she spoke, "I'm so sorry Cassie."
If anyone else ever called him that he'd throw them across the room, and he sent that message to Dean, seeing him smirk as he dried his hair. He stopped smiling and nodded in confirmation, "Goodnight."
She was reluctant when he pulled away from her, "You should get some sleep too."
She nodded glanced once at the bathroom again and decided she would shower in the morning, it had been a great alternative to being punished but now, realizing how tired she was, she didn't even want to stand. She looked at Adam who didn't get his chance to shower either, he was out cold.
She sighed and crawled into bed with her oldest brother who flipped the blankets over her, and when she looked back Castiel was gone, "Goodnight Adam, Sam, and Dean," She said, receiving a "Goodnight" from Sam, and Dean who kissed her forehead before turning the other way.
"Goodnight Cas," Taylor whispered before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.