Intentions: Sam x Reader x Dean x Castiel

Chapter 5

Castiel Pov

"Looking for this?" I hear a man ask as he emerges from the shadows holding her duffle bag. I tense up as I allow the angel blade to slide down my sleeve, ready to strike. But this man is no angel or demon, I would've sensed it.

I look at y/n whose body also tenses up as she steps forward towards him and I follow suit. "Give it back." She demands coldly, her eyes narrowing on him.

The man smiles as he holds it up. "Or what? Your lap dog will make me?" He asks in a mocking voice as his angry gaze shifts from her to me.

I take another step forward until I'm at her side. "I take it you're Castiel?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at me. "I've heard all about you. And Dean, and Sam." He spits angrily.

"Funny, because I've never heard about you." I retort with a calm demeanor, but inside I'm boiling.

His eyes widen and his nostrils flare ever so slightly as he moves his eyes back to y/n. "So not only did you choose them over me, you didn't even tell them about me?!" His voice rising. I feel my heart skip a beat as I fight the smile that wants to appear on my face.

She chose us over someone?

Y/n straightens her back and lifts her chin, not backing down. "They know a little about how we dated." She fires back as her breathing picks up.

Oh, so I take it this was the guy she was so secretive about.

"We still are." He says in a low and angry voice as I watch him puff out his chest and his face turn red as he grips her bag with white knuckles.

Y/n scoffs and laughs. "In what way does me choosing somebody else over you, me telling you to fuck off, me blocking your number, me telling you to leave me alone" She counts off on her fingers, "does that make you think we're still together Andrew?" She spits back. "Just give me my fucking bag, we're done here." She says with a huff as she holds out her hand.

Andrew shoots daggers at her with his glare and I step forward. "You heard her." I say bluntly, drawing his attention back to me. "Give her the bag. Now." I demand him.

"Or else what?" He says through narrowed eyes.

Before he can even finish his question I'm behind him, ripping the bag from his weak, human grip and forcing him forward. He flies to the ground with a grunt as he lands on his chest. "There was no second option." I speak bluntly as I walk back over to y/n with a smirk on her face. "Let's go darling." I say offering my hand to her as I hold her bag with my other.

She walks into my chest, her heart pounding in her chest against mine. I wrap my arm around her waist. I turn back to Andrew still trying to catch his breath as he looks up at me with fear. "Come near her again and it won't just be the wind getting knocked out of you." I say curtly before we fly back to Bobby's, her hands gripping onto my trench coat for the few moments we fly.

Dean Pov

"What's taking them so long?" I ask neither Sam or Bobby in particular as I look out of the kitchen window.

I hear Bobby laugh behind me. "Boy, get your nose out of the window. Jesus, you're like a dog waiting for its owner to come home." Bobby quips as he drinks his beer.

Sam snickers behind his bottle as I turn around, my hand still holding the curtain on the kitchen window. "What are you laughing at?" I ask Sam, annoyed.

"Nothing, nothing." He says with a stupid smile still on his face as he takes another drink. "I'm sure everything is fine Dean, they'll be back any minute." Sam continues.