Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

World Domination (au!michael)

Pairing: Apocalypse World!Michael x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: angst, hating humanity

Summary: Michael impregnates a woman so he can have a Nephilim by his side while he rules over humanity. She won't let that happen, but she doesn't know how persistent you will become once you're born.

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Keep running, Maeve. Keep running and don't stop. The woman's chest starts to close the more she runs without a break, her heart is hammering so fast that she thinks it's gonna burst out of her chest, and her legs feel like jelly but she has one thought in her mind that keeps her running.

Don't stop or he's gonna catch you.

Trees whiz by her, her feet step on every branch in her way, and nothing can be heard for miles but her ragged breathing and heaving panting. She is three months pregnant, she shouldn't be running like this. She should be at home in bed eating her favorite foods. She should be shopping for baby items to decorate the nursery with. She should be doing this with anyone but him.

She looks back to see if he's chasing her and almost falls on her face. She can't put her baby at risk, not after she's come so far. She doesn't know where she's going, who she's gonna encounter, or what she's gonna do, but she knows she needs to get away from him.

Just a few more minutes.

Something is bound to come up in these woods. This entire place has been overtaken by angels who love to hide things in plain sight, and they love manipulating the Earth to fit their needs. Something magical is likely to show up, she just doesn't know what.

After what seems like hours, she comes to a clearing where there is a strip of gold hovering in mid-air. She doesn't know what this is or what it'll do to her, but anything is better than being his captive. Even if it kills her and the baby, they'll both be free from his pain.

She closes her eyes and runs right into the gold stripe. Gone are the trees and dead land only to be replaced by bright lights, bookshelves, and wooden tables. She gasps and stumbles into what looks like a library and right into the arms of a tall and muscular man.

"Whoa, what is going on?" the man gasps and catches her.

"Close it," she gasps and points to the gold stripe. "Close it before he comes!"

"Whoa, calm down. What is going on?"

"Whatever that is, close it before he comes and kills us all," she cries.

"Cas, close it," another tall man orders a man in a trench coat.

"Jack! Close the portal!"

A younger blonde man walks into view and closes the "portal" with his mind. Maeve doesn't care who these guys are or what they're capable of. Anyone is better than Michael.

"You're safe. Take a deep breath," the man who caught you says.

Maeve collapses to the ground and just cries. In relief? In fear? Because she can finally stop running? She has been going through nothing but stress these last three months because of Michael; She's not worried about herself, she's worried about her baby.

"Please..." She pants. "My baby..." She coughs. "Is my baby alright?"

"You're pregnant?" the tall man asks. She nods and places a hand on her growing stomach. "Cas, do you mind checking?"

The man in the trench coat, Cas, walks over to her and kneels so that he's on her level. He reaches his hand out to her just as his eyes glow a familiar blue.