Supernatural Imagines

Last Breath destiel one-shot

Destiel Imagine:

"Any last words Castiel?" Dean said after pinning Castiel against the wall and holding the tip of an angel blade against his ribcage. Castiel looked straight into Deans black eyes.
"Dean, I know-I know your in there," Castiel stuttered. He tasted the saltiness of his own blood start pooling in his mouth.
"Sorry kid, Dean-o is loooong gone. Plus who names their kid Dean? You can call me Ezra, oh wait. No you can't. Your gonna die!" Ezra chuckles to himself and pushes the blade further into Castiel's stomach, drawing blood. Castiel flinches at the feeling of the sting.
"Last chance Castiel," Ezra teases.
"Let me talk to Dean," Castiel says weakly. Ezra blinks and Deans candy green eyes return. His face went from stone cold to horrified as Dean sees what he's done to Castiel.
"Cas," Dean says, barely keeping hold of his body.
"Dean, I want you to know, whatever this demon does to me, it's not your fault! You can fight him! Dean you can fight him! I believe in you!" Castiel yells, not breaking eye contact with Dean. He blinks and Ezra's cold black eyes return.
"Awe, chick-flick moment. See ya on the other side Cassie." Ezra smiles at Castiel. He thrusts the blade into Castiel's stomach but then let's Dean take over his body again. It was too late though, now Dean was just holding the handle of the blade, the rest of it plunged into Castiel's stomach. Castiel felt the sting of the blade enter his body, he felt it rip through the layers of skin and the fire that erupted behind the blade.
"Cas!" Dean yells, voice breaking. Castiel felt blood pour out of him, he felt nauseous and his knees buckled beneath him. Dean caught him before he hit the ground. Dean pulled Castiel up onto his knees and kept him upright. Castiel felt a string pulling him. Almost like when he got really tired when he was human, right before he fell asleep he would feel a string pulling at him. Although now it wasn't a light tugging from a string, it was a yanking from a rope. He could feel it.
Dean grabbed both sides of his neck, keeping his head straight. He looked down and saw a light brightening from Castiel's wound,
"No! Cas! Castiel Novak you stay with me! Cas!" Dean shouts frantically. Castiel smiles lightly at Dean,
"I-I love you Dean Winchester. Never forget that, never for-forget me," Castiel says, using all his strength to push out his final sentence. Castiel then gave into the rope pulling at him.
"Cas, no!" Dean yells. The light at Castiel's wound then explodes, enveloping his entire body. Dean was forced to close his eyes. When he opened them he was faced with something he hoped he'd never have to see. Castiel's lifeless, limp body in front of him. Dean laid him down on the ground and put Castiel's head in Deans lap. He sobbed and ran his fingers through Castiel's soft hair.
"I love you too Cas."
His eyes then turned black.