Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Different Kind Of Test (castiel)

Pairing: Castiel x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: After you were found by the angels, Castiel took care of you as if you were his own daughter. He wants you to be prepared for anything that might come your way, and he has a funny way of teaching you how to.

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The words on the pages are starting to blend together, but you promised yourself to get through this chapter. You're almost done studying so you can eat and relax afterwards. College is a lot harder than you thought it was going to be, but you're going to prove to yourself that you can do it. You started your Freshman year a little later than everyone else, and now you're twenty-nine years old and about to end it.

If only you can retain this information and pass your fucking final.

You turn the page to read the last page of the chapter when your phone lights up. Your dad, Castiel, is calling. He's not biologically your dad but he counts for one in every other sense of the word. He put his blood, sweat, and tears into raising you to be the best version of yourself as you can be. You owe everything you have to him.

"What's up, Dad?" you answer the phone.

"I need your help. This is urgent."

"Are you okay?"

You cap your highlighter and close your textbook in concern.

"I really need your help, Y/N. Code Black." Your entire body goes rigid and fear creeps down your spine. "I need you to hurry."

"Where are you?"

"Twenty minutes from you. The bar that got shut down on the edge of the city?"

"I'm on my way."

You hang up and immediately prepare yourself for the fight you know is coming. The thing you know you'll need is your holy water, angel blade, silver knives, and iron bullets. Code Black means demons and if your dad is asking you for help, then you know he's in big trouble. You change out of your loungewear and into something more suitable for fighting. Something you wouldn't mind getting blood on.

Once you're done, you leave your apartment and get into your car. He says he's twenty minutes away, but with your speeding, it's twelve minutes. The parking lot is empty but you have no doubt there are a bunch of demons inside. You check the bullets in your gun once more before heading to the front door that's suspiciously open. You kick the door open and train your gun in front of you, making sure to scan the entire area before advancing.

The place is eerily quiet and empty. Where is your dad? Where are the demons? The place looks as if it still runs but you know it's been abandoned for a while now. The booths are covered with dust as well as the tabletops and bar counter. Still, you don't lower your guard. Just because you don't see anything doesn't mean there isn't anyone here.

Something moves to the right of you and you turn swiftly hoping to see someone standing there. However, there isn't anyone there. You could have sworn you saw a flash of clothes run by you. There are no curtains on this side of the bar, so the only explanation would have to be if it's a person. You walk closer to the area to inspect it when you see someone step forward. Your iron bullets won't do as much damage to a demon than an angel blade, so you unsheathe it and throw it at the person.

The person ducks so the blade goes into the wall behind them. The man (you can see him clearly once he steps into the light) runs at you and tackles you to the ground. You kick him away as fast as you can and scramble to your feet. You jump on his back before he has a chance to get up, and you grab his right leg tightly. You pull it toward you and grab the opposite arm to pull to you so that he's trapped in your grip. You're not sure why this demon isn't fighting back like how you're used to, but you don't question how easy it is.

Another but taller man comes running from the shadows at you, and you let go of the man below you to focus on him. You step on the first man's back to get over him and he groans in pain from the pressure. You're much smaller than both of these men so you use your height against them. The taller man goes to grab you but you ram your whole body into hs lower half, sending him crashing to the bar counter. You grab his legs and lift him over, watching as he crumbles to the ground behind it.

You grab the holy water attached to your hip and toss some at the man behind the counter to the first man who is just now getting up. You expect them to scream out in pain but they stand there looking wet and annoyed. The man behind the bar jumps over the counter and both of the advance toward you. You take out one of your sharp daggers and hold it out to them a s precautionary.

Before any more damage can be done, your dad comes rushing into the light.

"Wait, stop!"

"Dad!"

"Dad?" both men ask with confused faces.

"Y/N, they're not demons. I just made that up. I'm not in any actual danger."

"God, is this just another one of your tests? I thought we were done with this," you groan and put away your knife.

"I have to make sure you're prepared."

"Yeah, and the seven years you spent training me was all for nothing?"

You walk over to the angel blade still stuck in the wall and yank it out. There is no way you're giving up one of these bad boys.

"Wait, hold on. Did she say dad?" the shorter man asks.

"Sam, Dean, this is Y/N. She's not biologically mine but I did help raise her. She's human and was found as a baby in the middle of a battle ground. Demon and angels were fighting all around her without knowing she was there. When she was found, the angels decided to take over for her. I became the main parent. She calls me Dad because that's all she knows." Castiel turns to you with a worried look. "These are my friends, Sam and Dean Winchester. They're human like you. I worry about you and want you to be able to protect yourself."

"I appreciate that, I really do, but I have a major test to study for. Don't get me wrong, I love it when you call me for help. Next time, make sure you're actually in danger or I might not come," you chuckle.

"Deal," Castiel chuckles.

"They're lucky or I would have knocked their heads clean off."

"Let's get one thing straight. You caught me off guard. You wouldn't have one," Dean shakes his head.

"Yeah, okay, old man."

"Old man?" Dean turns to his brother. "Did she just call me an old man?"

"I took you two down without getting my nails dirty. I think you're the ones who need to be tested. I gotta get back to studying. See ya."

You leave the bar and Dean is flabbergasted at your sass. Castiel sees the look on his face and immediately shuts it down.

"No, Dean. Leave her alone."

"What, I wasn't gonna do anything," Dean shrugs but smiles at the thought of you.