Wings of Desire -Dean Winchester x Fem Reader-

Chaper 2

Dean:

Now that we have his attention, its time to get this show going on...

"You have two seconds to speak," my voice gruff and my gaze full of fury, I turned to the bastard in front of me. I saw how the color of his skin came out of his body. He is clearly very scared, he has to be a rookie, new to action.

I still think what is happening that makes him have the guts to come and ask for help. I continue studying his behavior, I managed to see that he was scared to death and also came alone. "one" I said chanting angrily at him.

"wait! They are killing us, and I need you to help us or at least me and my family..." Sam and I were stunned by the confession he just gave us. What did I just hear, what is happening?

Why a demon needs help from the Winchesters. If we dedicate ourselves to kill these damned bastards, why this one in particular needs our help.

Wait, he said family? How does he have a family? that thing? don't get me wrong, but since when do demons mate and have families, what the hell. First vampires who no longer die easily with dead man's blood, and now demons with family? What I am missing here, what's next werewolves being lawyers and CEOs? oh come on, don't fuck with me.

"How do you need help?" Why do you say "your family", what or who is killing them? Why are they killing them?" Sam began to question him, now full of curiosity and confusion. bombarding him with questions one after another non stop.

The poor demon began to sweat, probably from nervousness, neither of us lowered our guns at any time. We can never be so sure.

"Please, put down the guns, I'm not coming to hurt you, tie me to the chair, do what you need, but please, listen," said the demon with a broken voice, on the verge of crying. Sam did not hesitate to take him at his word and quickly put the anti-demon handcuffs on him.

Sam and I each grabbed him by the arm and literally carried him in the air, dragging him to the dungeon, where we placed him in the center of an anti-demonic symbol and tied him to the chair.

"You have our attention, start talking" I said, already annoyed with this whole situation. my eyes never left his. "There is a person, a being, something, we don't know what it really is. And that thing is killing demons to feed himself, and not only demons, it also kills every supernatural creature that gets in its way," he said, stammering and with a broken voice.

Every time he speaks it makes me more and more confused, I can't find logic or reason in what he says. But, if what he's saying is true, why hasn't Crowley brought his ass to us. Is he behind all this? How come there is nothing on the hunters' radar.

"You say every supernatural creature? so its not harming humans?" Sam ask wanting to know more about this whole situation.

As I was about to ask more questions, we heard another noise coming from above. Who the hell is here now! Why we can't have peace, fuck!. "Sam, keep an eye on him, I'm going to see who's here now," I ordered, and without thinking twice, I ran out the door.

I'm running in the direction of the noise while preparing my gun in front of me, to shoot whoever is here now. We clearly have a demon running from someone or something, and if it track it to us, it's only a matter of time before it attacks, so I don't have the time of taking out the cups and having a tea party.

I am reaching the place of the sound, but I am stopped by another sound, a flutter of wings. I stop dead in the hallway and look in both directions to make sure there is no one behind me. That sound is familiar to me, it's obvious is an angel. Castiel? Probably, he is the only one who always comes making a fuss with his magical wings.

"Dean" hears him say my name in a firm voice. I turn in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, there is Cas, who conveniently also has a worried face. curse. "Dean, we have a problem," he tells me directly and with a poker face, as always.

I pinch the bridge of my nose with my fingers. "Let's guess, something is killing the angels and you needs our help?" I say in an annoyed way. At this point nothing surprises me anymore.

I start walking towards Cas who looks at me in disbelief, searching for the answer to why I know the reason why he is here.

​I put a hand on his shoulder and motion for him to follow me to the kitchen. When I get there, I go to the fridge and grab a beer, sitting in front of him at the table, I stare at him, indicating that he can start talking. "We are not alone..." he tells me in all warning.

I know he refers to the demon we have tied up. I don't say anything and just stare at him. "Dean, why is there is a demon here," he says, drawing his angel blade immediately, "we have a demon in the dungeon, he came for help, and judging by your behavior, you came for the same thing as him..."

Judging by his silence, I knew he was coming for the same issue. A demon and an angel under the same roof, with the same problem.

Great!

I finished drinking my beer calmly, staring at the angel in front of me. It was clearly making him uncomfortable, but it was the two of them who interrupted our peace and quiet. He's not going to die from waiting a few more minutes.

"We have a demon tied up in the dungeon, you coming with me, but I warn you, don't you dare lay a hand on him, we have everything under control" I warned him before heading to the basement.

When we were about to get there, I shouted to Sam and warned him that we have company, so that he can prepare for what he is about to see and what we are going to hear.

"what are you doing here!?" Castiel yells at him angrily and his eyes immediately turn bright blue. They clearly know each other from somewhere because the demon did not hesitate to show those eyes that seemed like a great black abyss.

Sam immediately threw holy water on him to calm him down. I yell at Cas to calm down, the least we need is a supernatural war in our bunker. My intrigue is even bigger, an angel and a demon meet before, what the hell is happening?

I need to get to the bottom of this and that's it.