Blood, Guts, and Transformers (Sam Witwicky X Reader)

Recovery

The area was unfamiliar to me. Luscious green grass, a beautiful garden, and a bench with something familiar to me. My uncle Castiel sat with his back to me, but as I stepped to him, he turned his head to look to me. My breathing hitched. His blue eyes were still that striking blue, and his hair was still blacker than the night. Clad in his signature suit and trench coat, his eyebrow lifted.

"Uncle Cas?"

His deep voice greeted me.

"Hello, (Y/n)."

"Cas!"

I wrapped him up into a tight hug, my sniffling loud as he wrapped his own arms around me. I whispered to him.

"I missed you so much."

"As I missed you as well."

I looked up to him, asking him with wide and fearful eyes.

"Castiel, am I dead? Where am I? Is this a dream?"

Everything was fuzzy...but I remembered the sounds of metal being bent, gunfire, voices. That's right. I was ambushed by a trio of decepticons and the impala was flipped when the third decepticon came out of nowhere and punched the ground, creating that blast of air that stopped the car. Castiel sighed as he gazed at me, his eyes saddening.

"You are drifting. You are not completely dead, but you are still here."

"Where is 'here'?"

"...Heaven."

I was shocked. I was in Heaven? But...why was Castiel here?

"If I am in Heaven...then why are you here? Are you dead as well?"

"I can't explain it to you right now, but I promise I will soon."

I bit my lip before whispering.

"Mom and Dad...are they here too?"

"Fortunately, no. They are not dead."

I widened my eyes.

"What?! They're not dead? Where are they? Cas, you have to-"

A painful shock had me gasping and clutching my chest. Castiel held onto me tightly, his eyes caring and soft, but holding a hint of pain. I gripped his arms as another shock tremored through my body. I was confused. What was that? Why did it hurt so much?

"Cassie, w-what's going on? What's happening to me?"

Castiel answered with a dreading tone.

"You are being operated on in the operation room. You did not survive the crash, but the EMT's were able to get your heart started after five rounds of CPR, courtesy of William Lennox demanding they keep trying to bring you back. They have fixed whatever injuries you obtained from the crash. At least, the ones they could actually fix. You obtained a severe concussion, a broken arm and leg, three broken ribs, a fractured skull, a punctured lung, and internal bleeding from a contusion on your stomach. Your spine has been fractured, but is not paralyzing. I was able to heal your skull, the concussion, the punctured lung, internal damage, your leg, and your spine. I did not have the strength nor enough grace to heal your arm, as it drained me to heal everything else."