Team Free Will » spn imagines

Brother: Castiel #1

Your eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the bright light of the sun.

You sat up, looking around the field you landed in. It was leveled in a perfect circle surrounding you, no one else in sight. You looked down at your new vessel, covered in dirt and very different than what you were used too.

You crossed your legs and closed your eyes.
He would find you.

It took 2 days of waiting. You sat there patiently and waited, your eyes closed as you tried to tune back into your brothers and sisters. It was useless. They'd shut you out.

You heard a car engine, and after 2 days of silence it seemed deafening. You opened your eyes to find two young men walking towards you.

You stood up and stared at them, gaze unwavering. He wasn't with them.

"Where is he?"

"Who?" Dean asked.

"Dean, don't play dumb," you chided.

"How do you know his name?" Sam asked.

You rolled my eyes. "Angels know who you are, Sam and Dean Winchester."

"Since when do Angels roll their eyes? I thought they were all emotionless freaks."

"Watch your tone, boy." You snarled at Dean.

They both took a slight step back at the anger in you voice.

"Some are not as emotionless as others. Now where is Castiel?" You asked.

"Like hell we're gonna tell you."

"You do not understand. I need to speak with him!" You said, a hint of desperation creeping into your voice.

"How do we know you won't try to kill him?" Sam asked.

Your eyes darkened with frustration and anger. "Kill him? They only reason I jumped from heaven was to save him you idiots!"

"Sorry, but we just can't take that chance," Dean said as the two came closer. You could see angel blades in their hands, glinting in the sun.

"I did not risk everything to be killed by you two idiots." You said, raising your hand in defense.

"Back off. Now." You warned.

They didn't listen, and you forced them both back a couple feet. But as you did so, you felt something run down your chin. You swayed on your feet. You weren't nearly as strong as you thought.

The boys stopped and looked at you curiously. You reached a hand up to your face, and found you were bleeding from your nose .

Your stumbled, and the boys rushed over as you fell on your back.

"I just need to talk to Castiel," you explained, raspy breaths escaping your lips.

"We can't risk it," Dean said as he raised his angel blade.

You shuddered, preparing for the pain, but before he could plunge it into your stomach-you felt it.

"He's here," you whispered.

"What?"

"Castiel," you whimpered, reaching out.

"Move," said a gravely voice, pushing Sam and Dean out of the way.

"Cas it could-"

Castiel held a hand up to interrupt Dean.
He picked you up bridal style, and looked into your dimming eyes.

"You jumped down," he stated, not breaking eye contact.

"More like forcefully shoved. I would've jumped soon, though."

"Why?" He asked, furrowing his brow.

You coughed, spitting up blood everything before answering.

"You."

He stared at you, not saying anything back.

"They did not take kindly to me saying I thought we should follow your path." You said. "Called me an abomination."

He smiled sadly at you. "You always were a rebel at heart. Even in heaven, sibling."

A smile danced across your face.

"If I wasn't hurting everywhere, I'd hug you right now." You said, wincing in pain.

"There'll be plenty of time for that later." Castiel said as he brushed some hair out of your face. "For now, sleep." 

And he gently touched your forehead, sending you into a sweet sleep with only one thought running through your head.

You found him.