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Chapter 14 Lucifer Rising Season Finale !

Cas's POV

Orders, obedience, and being a faithful soldier never mattered to me to go against until I met the Winchesters until I met her in particular. My orders to save Dean Winchester I did without thinking twice I did everything asked of me. My whole existence had never been that important until my garrison got the order to save the Winchester from Hell. But before I saved him I saved his sister.

About two months before we got the order I heard one of the biggest cries of help I've ever felt from a human. Angels aren't supposed to answer prayers. That was God's job but no Angel had seen him in so long all we had was orders from some higher power that I had never seen. So I did something I never thought I would, I answered her prayer. I flew down and I didn't have a vessel but I did have a presence.

"I don't know what I'm doing out here I- I'm just so tired so whatever is out there I'm begging you." She was sobbing on her knees now. "Bring him back! Bring him Back!" I didn't know what to do. I had never seen human emotions like this before. So I did the only thing I could do.

I lifted my wing and put it on her shoulder as I did something happened, I felt her pain, happiness, and joy. I have never felt really before. It was an overwhelming experience but wonderful at the same time. She began to stop and looked around for what had helped her but couldn't see me so she got up and whispered "Thank you." That was the first time Y/n Winchester made me feel something but it wouldn't be the last.

Y/N's POV

After we arrived back at Bobby's I went straight to sleep pretty sure I had a concussion but I didn't have time to worry about that. We had to find Sam. I woke up to the sounds of Bobby and Dean talking well more like arguing. "Yeah, I heard you. I'm not calling him." That's when I walked into the conversation. "What do you mean Dean of course we are calling him." Dean ignored my sentence. "How's the head kid." "I'll live now why won't you call Sam!?" "We are damn near kickoff for Armageddon, don't you think we got bigger fish at the moment?" "Really! Our brother is not important right now. Dean this is when he needs us now more than ever!" "I know you're pissed. And I'm not making apologies for what he's done, but he's your–" Bobby added in. "Blood? He's my blood, is that what you were gonna say?" Dean snapped back.

"He's your brother. And he's drowning." "Thank you, Bobby!" "Bobby, we tried to help him, we did. Look what happened." "So we try again Damnit!" "It's too late." I scoffed at him. "There's no such thing." Bobby is trying so hard to convince him because my words aren't doing much. "No, damnit! No. I gotta face the facts. Sam never wanted part of this family. He hated this life growing up. Ran away to Stanford first chance he got. Now it's like déjà vu all over again. Well, I am sick and tired of chasing him. Screw him, he can do what he wants." "How could you say that Dean! Just because he wanted his own life he's what, no longer our brother!?" "You don't mean that." "Yes I do, Bobby. Sam's gone. He's gone. I'm not even sure if he's still my brother anymore. If he ever was." I gasped and started to tear up.

Bobby looked pissed off to all seven layers of Hell. Knocking things over. Getting in Dean's face. "You stupid, stupid son of a bitch! Well, boo hoo, I am so sorry your feelings are hurt, princess! Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good?! Bake you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family!" "I told him, "You walk out that door, don't come back" and he walked out anyway! That was his choice!" "You sound like a whiny brat. No, you sound like your dad. Well, let me tell you something. Your dad was a coward."

I had never heard Bobby talk about Dad like that. It felt good. "My dad was a lot of things, Bobby, but a coward?" "He'd rather push Sam away than reach out to him. And blame N/n for your Mom's passing. Well, that don't strike me as brave. You are a better man than your daddy ever was. So you do both of us a favor. Don't be him." "Dean he's right you have always been better than Dad." Dean was facing the window he turned back to respond and I blinked and when I opened my eyes again I was in a room that I'd never been in before.