My French Angel •a Balthazar story• {{ON HOLD}}

Chapter 5

"Awww, would you look at them!"

"This is perfect blackmail."

"Dean, don't."

"I don't understand, why is he sleeping?"

I heard several hushed voices as my eyes were kept close from being asleep but I knew I would be waking up shortly. When did I fall asleep? The last thing I remember was just listening to Balthazar tell stories of things he has done, seen, or remembered.

Oh shit! I fell asleep when Balthazar was telling his stories! I hope he- My thoughts got cut off when I felt a pair of arms squeeze my body slightly, as if telling me to stop worring.

It's okay Pumpkin, don't worry about it. Balthazar's voice entered my mind and I couldn't help but blush in my sleep. Was it normal for a guardian angel to tap into their charges mind?

"You know, I've never seen her look this peaceful in her sleep." I heard Mimi tell the two brothers. "Before Balthazar came and got us she would always be screaming in her sleep but no matter what I did I could never get her to wake up."

"You mean she has bad nightmares?" I heard Sam ask her with so much concern in his voice. I could perfectly imagine his jaw clenching and unclenching the way it does when he worries about something. I only know this because I noticed it whenever he talked about finding a cure for the Mark of Cain on Dean's arm.

"More like terrors. C'mon let's leave them alone for now." I heard pairs of feet shuffling out of my room and that's when I decided it was safe to wake up.

"How come you never mentioned anything about your night terrors Pumpkin?" Balthazar's arm squeezed me close to him, his muscles flexing slightly.

I shifted around so I was now sitting up and no longer cuddled close to Balthazar. I instantly missed the warmth and safety he gave me. "I don't know," I shrugged my shoulders as I looked at him. "We only really met a week ago Bal and last night was the first time we actually just... Talked." I looked into his soft blue eyes momentairly. "It's nothing okay?"

"Are you sure?" There was a look of concern in his eyes.

"Positive." I smiled at him quickly. Little did Balthazar know is that I just blatantly lied to him. My night terrors was a every night thing and because of them I never got much sleep. Last night was my first full nights if rest for a long time. "How come you slept? I thought angels don't need sleep?" I wanted to get the topic of myself away from me and towards a different direction, any direction that wasn't the topic of my terrors.

"I don't know really. In the middle of me telling you a story of Cas being fledgling I felt your arms wrap around me and I just let you sleep. I didn't want to move or poof out, so I just stayed here with you. And honestly it was quite nice." He shrugged his shoulders much like how I did earlier.

"Alright, well I'm human and I'm hungry." I made my way off of my bed and onto the ground that was below my feet. "You still going to be here Bal?" Great, I was becoming attached to him. Me getting attached to someone never works out well.

"Maybe. Maybe not. It all depends Pumpkin." Balthazar just gave me a quick smile that caused me to blush slightly and him to chuckle. Turning back around, I walked out of my room and into the kitchen where I heard the others talking.

Upon entering the kitchen i smacked Dean upside the head. "Phone, now."

"Ow!" Dean rubbed the back of his head. "And what are you talking about? Why do you need my phone?"

"Don't play stupid Squirrel. I know you took a picture of me and Bal. Phone. Now." Sam and Mimi were both snickering to themselves as they watched this scene unfold.

Dean begrudgingly brought his phone from his pants and handed it to me. "Bitch." He muttered quietly to himself, assuming I didn't hear him.

"Asshole." I smiled at him while I looked for the picture. When I found it, my thumb hovered over the delete button. The cause of my hesitation had to do with the fact that Balthazar and I actually looked like we fit together. Like we were the missing puzzle pieces to each others lives. In the picture Balthazar had his arm wrapped around me in a protective manner with his face buried into my hair while I looked at ease and comfortable, a ghost of a smile on my lips as I slept.

Before anyone could notice my hesitation I sent the picture to myself and then deleted the picture and the message I sent to myself.

"There you go." I handed Dean his phone with a smug smile on my face. "Now what do we have for breakfast?" (A/N: I am now craving french toast.)

Several hours later and the boys were getting ready for a case that was out in Vegas and Mimi and I were trying to convince them to let us go. Besides, if we didn't what would we do here in the bunker with nothing to do?

"No way in hell! You two aren't going! Wasn't it just before Balthazar came to you that you got attacked by a demon?! There's no way you're going." Dean said sternly to our faces.

"Oh c'mon Dean! Have you not seen me the past week reading the shit out of these books! When I read something I'm really invested in, the information gets stuck into my brain. Sam's been there several times when I was reading and when I was done he would ask me about what I read. I would know what to do Dean and so would Mimi! She likes to read too! We're going and that's that!" I crossed my arms in front of myself while I kept my gaze locked with Dean's.

"Sam! Back me up will you? Do you really want them going and getting hurt?"

"Dean you and I both know there's no changing Caroline's mind about this. She's just as stubborn as you, if not more, if it comes down to it." Heh, Sam was with me.

"Ugh! Fine! Pack light. We leave in an hour." Mimi and I smiled wide smiles that almost looked identical before we both ran off to our rooms. When I reached my room I was sad to see that Balthazar wasn't there anymore but then I remembered my phone and the picture I sent to myself.

Smiling at the picture, I started packing lightly for the trip.

AN: Still have no clue where I'm going with this story but there will be a few plot twists! I love you guys :3

~Carol