Blue Eyed Angel (A Castiel Love Story)

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A/N Warning there is some graphic stuff in here... possible forced scene. In no way am I saying that the actions of some characters in this story are okay, I am not promoting rape, nor do I condone arousal due to these secenes. Carry on
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 Help Me. Castiel Help me

                “Have you heard from Dean in a while?” I asked Bobby. He was sitting at his desk, reading, and trying to find anything that could help either of the boys in saving the world. He glanced up from his book and shook his head

                “Not a damn thing, but that boys probably off doing something important.” I nodded my head and tried to latch onto some of the earth’s grace. My new powers were simply channelling the grace of god to do my will. Lucky for me, the entire planet is his holy creation- which makes it full of his grace- the most powerful grace. Siphoning a small amount from the air around us, I pressed my palm to my head and focused on Deans location. I found his signal to be warded, but with a little bit of force, I found him

“I’m going to see him” I said. Bobby looked up

“Take a knife or two” He told me. I reached across his desk, and slipped a few knifes into my belt

“I’ll be back” and then with a moment of thought, I disappeared.

It was another white room, much like the white room I was given by the angels.

“Dean?” Dean was sitting at the table, staring at a huge platter of double bacon cheeseburgers

“Destiny? How did you get in here?” His face was bewildered

“I just got here. Are you-?”

“Destiny, you have to get me out of here” He stood up and loomed over me slightly “The angels aren’t trying to stop the apocalypse! They want to start it!”

“What?” I looked up at his furious Winchester eyes. “But Castiel-”

“Castiel is a soldier” Dean spat “He only follows orders” I shook my head

“I don’t-”

“Destiny! Do tell me love, how you found yourself here?”

“Zach?” I turned to look at Zachariah who had just appeared in the room with us

“I was looking for Dean”

“Dean is warded” Zach had a fake friendly look plastered on his face. I paused

“Nothing is warded from me, Zachariah, you should know that” I paused “what’s that on your neck?” Zachariah looked extremely uncomfortable and pulled his collar up over the red marks I was pointing out.

“Very nice. Well I’m sure Dean has told you of our true intentions?” I stared at him

“Dean never had to tell me” Dean turned sharply to me

“What?!” His voice was fierce. Zachariah also seemed surprised

“Is that so?” He raised an eyebrow at me.

“What do you know about me Zach? Ever since I took your essence for a trial, I learned everything that was in that head of yours. Everything.” Dean seemed now suitably confused, though I knew he would soon be catching on.

“You mean-” I stepped forward and laid my hand on his chest

“Everything.” Zachariah paled and looked at my hand on his chest. He turned back to Dean for a second “You aren’t leaving until you say yes to Michael, Dean” and then Zachariah grabbed my free wrist, and we disappeared.

“Zachariah, let me go” I growled, attempting to break my wrist free. He held tightly and his beady eyes glared down at me.

“Don’t you know where we are? My Heaven- the one I like to borrow” He gestured around at the dull grey space that was some form of office “You knew that didn’t you” He leaned closely to me as I struggled to break free “You also know then, how long I have wanted to do this” He leaned in and pressed his lips to my neck. I shrieked in fear

“Zachariah, let me go! Don’t do this” Zachariah continued his pursuit, ignoring my fear. His disgusting lips were wet and cold as he moved up to my jaw. One of his hands wrapped around my waist and held me to him. I tried kneeing him but my body was too close to his to do any damage. He pushed me down on the ground and climbed on top of me. I brought my hands into a fist and hit him across the face with all the strength I could muster. His head snapped back and then he looked at me, a completely different look in his eye. I froze in fear and stared into his eyes

“No… No please don’t” I whispered. Zach’s dark eyes grew darker and he leaned down, crushing our lips together. His hands gripped my body in places I would have never given permission to be touched, and I cried loudly.

“Don’t cry” Zachariah whispered. He kept doing what he was doing and I laid there, unable to move

“Sir, Dean Winchester is-“Castiels voice broke the silence in the room and I nearly bawled in relief

“Castiel” I whispered. Zachariah’s head snapped up

“Leave, soldier” He ordered. Castiel was frozen, his eyes bright blue and confused meeting mine

“Help” I whispered.

“Leave” Zachariah’s face was twisted with rage at being interrupted

“Zachariah, there is no time for this” Castiels voice was monotone, his eyes no longer meeting mine “The Winchester boys are both nearing the time. Sam Winchester is about to let Lucifer out of the pit." Zachariah swore and stood up, leaving me on the floor. I curled into a ball and hid my face.

“Very well” His foot connected with my side and I cried out in pain, whimpering slightly

“I’ll be back for you” He whispered, to me. His voice soft and menacing. There was a moment of silence, and then he was gone. Castiel rushed over to me

“Destiny!” He touched my face, where new bruises were forming. I flinched at his touch and he hesitated, before lifting me up into his arms and cradling me against his chest. His eyes looked down into mine and I tried to hide my face in his chest. His eyes moved away and stayed straight forward, a moment was taken for him to breathe in, and then he took us away.

Castiel laid my down on my bed in my trailer, the same one we have shared many times. He healed my wounds and then gently placed one of my blankets over me. I shivered and he sat next to my bed on a chair

“Destiny, I…” Castiel trailed off and I turned away from him. I could feel his confusion and pain rolling off him. “Do you need-”

“No, Castiel” I said. He was silent “Thank you”

“I do not understand what happened” Castiel whispered to me, and I shook my head, staring at the window in front of me

“Yes you do, Castiel” more silence. His hand reached out and stroked my hair for a few moments

“Please don’t leave me” I whispered. The hair stroking stopped

“I have to save Dean”

“Please” I turned over to look at Castiel. There was a battle behind his eyes and then he rested himself on the bed next to me. I curled into him and wrapped my arms around his neck

“I love you Castiel” I whispered

“I love you too” He said. He kissed my forehead gently and I closed my eyes. One of his hands came up to stroke my hair again and the last thing I heard him whisper was

“I am sorry” and then there was darkness.