My Guardian Angel (Destiel AU)

Chapter 12

//Cas POV

"Holy fuck!" I said and backed up into the salt circle again. "Dean, go! I'll stay in the circle!"

"Are you sure?" He asked, grabbing my arm.

"Yes! Go!"

He disappeared in a flurry of feathers. "Okay you little bitch, try and get me now." I said, pointing the gun at her head and firing. She disappeared and I threw salt out in the hallway and around the whole elevator.

I backed into the corner again and took a few deep breaths. "It's okay Castiel. Dean will burn the bones and all will be well." I said to myself. "As long as the salt is here, she can't get in. Yeah..."

Of course, something went wrong. I felt a breeze come out of the vent on the elevator ceiling. At first I was like, yay a nice cool wind to help me calm down. But I realized that it was blowing the fucking salt away. I screeched as the salt circle blew away and I was left in the corner, cowering in fear. The little girl appeared again and she slowly walked up to me with a horrid smile on her face.

"My daddy is gonna-"

"NO YOUR MOTHERFUCKING DADDY IS NOT GOING TO TOUCH ONE HAIR ON MY SEXY BODY!" I screamed and shot her again.

The elevator wasn't safe with the breeze blowing so i started running, down the long hallway and straight into the darkness. I threw salt wildly, practically blind in the dark. "HERES SOME FAIRY DUST MOTHERFUCKER!" I yelled and sprinkled it at my feet and on my head.

Dammit Dean, hurry your ass up would you!?

I spread salt around me in a small circle that I could barely stand in and with one hand searched through my bag, trying to find my flashlight. I giggled like a madman when I found it and turned it on. I shined it all around me but all that was there were walls, a floor and a ceiling. But the girl would be back soon. My hand was shaking as I spun around and around, pointing the gun at the height level the girls head would be. Whipping around, I screamed in surprise when I saw the girl standing behind me. She had a scary ass wide grin on her face and her head was cocked as if she was deranged, which she practically was. "Why do you want to kill me!?" I asked randomly.

But of course, she was like 10 and a ghost and didn't have an answer for me, just kept staring at me with a creepy smile. She held up the knife and pointed it at me. A breeze came and the salt blew away, unfortunately the opposite way of the ghost. "Since my daddy's not here, I'm going to kill you!" She said all happy like, like she was thanking me for a piece of candy or something.

"Oh hell no!" I yelled and threw salt at her. As she disappeared I heard her giggle. It was the creepiest sound I had ever heard. It carried out all around me, down the hallway, echoing off the walls. "I'm going to kill you!" Her voice drifted past me and I took off running again, still into the darkness. My flashlight was flickering, all the lights were flickering, even the lightbulbs that had blown out and died long ago. It made eerie shadows on the walls and they seemed to blink. A couple seconds they were on, then off, then on, then off until they blinked back on and I was at a deadend. A door stood in front of me but when I tried the handle it wouldn't budge. "Fuck!" I spun around and there she was again, smiling with the knife in her hand only 5 feet away. "I'm." She took a step forward. "Going to." Another step. "Kill." She stopped a foot away. "You!" She brought the knife down and I cringed, ready for the inevitable death, she stopped half way and seemed to be choking. Her eyes widened and as she burned away, she screamed shrilly and then WHOOSH... She was gone.

No wind, no flickering lights, no ghost.

I scooted to the floor and took several deep breaths. "Holy shit."

I trembled and then the sound of feathers appeared and Dean was wrapping his arms around me. "Oh baby, I'm sorry I had to look up the girls name because you never told me and it took a while to find the grave and shit, I'm so sorry baby." Dean cradled me and rubbed my back. "It's alright now, she's gone."

"That was scary." I said.

"I know baby... I know."

I pulled away and we were in his bedroom, on his bed. "She was about to slice me to fucking death!" I said. Then I started laughing hysterically, tears rolling down my cheeks. Dean chuckled next to me but he looked a bit concerned. "Cas?"

I collapsed in his lap and closed my eyes. "I just need sleep I think." I whispered.

"Yeah of course." Dean picked me up and pulled the covers back. Then he settled me in the bed and climbed in next to me.

"I can't believe we did that." I whispered before falling asleep.