Chapter Three: The Reddest Rose
Rhys’s POV: After I got home I peeked into Cat’s bedroom and almost screamed.
Oh my God she is such an idiot.
There she lay, Naked. In bed. With Agent Collins.
Fine. You wanna play that way? Okay.
So I texted Jefferson…
Rhys: Hey. You wanna come over?
I set my phone down and waited for a reply.
Jefferson: Yeah. What’s your address?
Rhys: 35186 W. Elk LN.
Jefferson: Ok. Be there in 5. :)
I set my phone down on my bedstand table and decided I should get ready
I chose a short strapless black dress with pink leggings my black combat boots and a cropped white cardigan. For my make up I did a small layer of black eyeliner and mascara.
“RHYS GET YOUR ASS IN HERE” Cat yelled from down the hall.
Dear God in heaven let her not be preggo.
I walked down the hall and into her bedroom.
“Oh! God! EW!”
There I stood, in front of agent Collins while he was half-way naked.
“You see them too, right?”
What? His abs?
So I just nodded and left. Right as I walked out the door the doorbell rang.
Oh. Shit.
“Coming!” I yelled.
“Hey Jefferson.” I smiled. “Can I get you a drink? Maybe a cup of tea?”
He laughed. “No, thank you.”
He just smiled and kissed my forehead.
“Okay. Do you want to watch a movie or something?” I asked
Is he okay? Is something wrong?
“Yeah. Ok.” He grinned.
I grabbed my favorite blanket made some microwave popcorn and picked up my favorite movie, The Princess Bride.
We cuddled and laughed together, and then he held my hand when Wesley was being attacked.
Maybe this wasn’t the dumbest choice I’ve ever made…
Cat’s POV: Once I woke up again, I felt an arm around my waist. I rolled over to find Castiel laying down next to me. He smiled at me.
Holy fuck. His smile was freaking beautiful.
"Morning Cat!" He mumbled with a smile.
"Good morning, Castiel!" I giggled, "How did you sleep?" He cocked his head.
"I don't sleep. I'm an Angel."
Right. He was an "Angel."
"You don't believe me, do you?" He asked in a disappointed tone, "I could show you my wings?"
He is definitely insane. Or high. Or really really drunk. There's no such thing.I stared at him blankly.
"Or you could look through my halo?"
Yeah! Crazy! He had his white button-up shirt on. Suddenly, the back of his shirt started to swell up. What the fuck. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, mainly so his shirt wouldn't rip. Giant black wings appeared on his back. They looked so soft and silky. This can't be real. I'm high. He drugged me. Yeah. He drugged me. Obviously.
"Um. Rhys! Get your ass in here!" I awkward yelled. When she got in here I pointed at Castiel's wings. "You see them too, right?" She nodded.
"Oh. God. Ew!" She made a disturbed face, nodded, and left.
"I didn't drug you, Cat. You are actually seeing this. You can feel them if you would like, just please be careful. No human has ever touched my wings," he explained.
I slid my fingers through the silky black feathers. They were so warm. I wanted to hug them. I looked up and saw a silver halo float above his head. He reached up and grabbed it. He handed me the halo.
"You can look at my true form if you would like," he smiled, "It shouldn't hurt you." He showed me how to use the halo. You just have to look at his "vessel" through the center of the halo. Dang. I never would've thought an Angel would be attractive, especially because I didn't think they existed.
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FanfictionWhen Cat and Rhys's parents fly out to meet each other, they go missing presumably dead. Rhys and Cat are forced to move in with each other to stay on their feet. The day after the news is heard, Sam and Dean Winchester, along with their companion C...
