She's Broken (Castiel X Reader{Self-harm})

Chapter 2

   -2nd Person P.O.V.-

The four had made it safely to the motel. (Y/N) had decided to keep what she had over heard to herself, hoping she'd get to talk to Castiel about the topic alone eventually.

  "So any idea where the nest is?" (Y/N) asked. The four were all huddled around the table that held Sam's laptop.

  "Well the last place the people were seen is here." Sam pointed to a building displayed onto the screen. "It's uh, souvenir shop."

  "Why would vamps be hanging out at a souvenir shop?" Castiel asked as he narrowed his eyes.

  "Yeah, well I don't care as long as we get in there and smoke those son of a bitches." Dean grumbled and sat down on the bed. He began to clean his pistol in silence.

  "Okay, well are we going to investigate now or tomorrow?" (Y/N) asked, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

  "Now, if we wait someone else could die." Sam sighed.

  "FBI outfits then?" She asked before standing and walking towards the door.

"Yeah. Oh, and uh Cas, could you sit out on this one? I know you're still not used to this human thing." Sam said before (Y/N) had walked out of the boy's room and into her own room, leaving them to argue. She began to make her way to her bag that sat on the opposite side of the bed. Though she had hit her hip on the frame of the bed, pain shooting through her side as the cuts that were marked there began to burn.

(Y/N) sighed loudly as she grabbed the cheap suit Dean had bought her and began slipping out of her current clothing. She slid into the suit with ease before grabbing a red tie and setting it around her neck, tightening it to a comfortable spot. Once she was fully dressed (Y/N) made her way to the bathroom to do her hair.

(Y/N) quickly brushed out her hair and threw it into a pony-tail, eventually transforming it into a tight bun.

"(Y/N)!" Sam's voice echoed through the shut door as several knocks followed.

"Coming!" She shouted her reply before running out of the room, seeing that Dean was already in the car.

"Jeez, the hair and everything?" Sam asked as the two walked to the car.

"Yep." She mumbled before jumping into the back seat, Sam sitting in the front. Only a few minutes had passed before the impala pulled up at a baby blue colored house. The house had several windows and had two floors, though there was a little girl in one of the top floor windows. But just as fast as she appeared, she disappeared. (Y/N) narrowed her eyes at the window but noticed that Sam and Dean had began walking towards the house. She quickly opened the door and stepped out of the Impala.

  She quickly caught up to them, hitting both of the bothers on the shoulder, earning a chuckle from the two. They finally arrived at the door, Sam knocked a softly yet sternly so he'd be heard. An older man with a comb over and wrinkles dancing down his check opened the door.

  "Sorry, we're closed." The man's voice was shaky and he only would show half of his face, hiding behind the door.

   He sure is shy for a store owner, (Y/N) thought to herself. The trio proceeded to pull out your badges and hold them up to him.

  "I'm agent Sander, this is agent Smith and Jones." Dean stated as he motioned towards you and Sam.

  "Oh, he-hello agents." The man finally moved the door from his face, motioning for the three to enter. As (Y/N) walked into the house there was a strong smell of vanilla coming from several different candles. There were shelves and desks full of many different items such as snow-globes, key chains, ect. He brought the trio over to a small dining area for a seat. The three sat across from the man, silence growing for a short time period.

  "So we know that all of the recent victims were last seen here?" Sam asked.

   "Yes, I haven't noticed anything weird though." The man stated, leaning back.

"Anything like the smell of sulfur?" Sam asked, (Y/N) knew he had to consider any other options.

"No, why would there be sulfur?" The man asked, his brow narrowed.

"No reason. Were there cold spots?" Dean quickly spoke up. The man turned his attention towards Dean.

"How'd you..." The man mumbled.

"Lucky guess." Dean sarcastically stated with a smirk. "Is it alright with you if we take a look around?"

"Go ahead." The man sat still, staring up at the trio. (Y/N) flashed a quick smile his way before (Y/N), Sam, and Dean all spread out amongst the house. (Y/N) checked upstairs, curious of what she saw earlier. Sam went to the basement, and Dean examined the ground level floor.

  Upstairs, there was a normal old bedroom with a private bathroom. The living room was the only other room, but (Y/N) practically ignored the details of the room and ran to the window where she saw that little girl.

She kept her hand on her pistol, ready to whip it out at any given moment. The temperature felt normal so she figured that it wouldn't be a spirit. But her mind kept drifting to Castiel and the conversation she had over-heard. Right now would be a good time to talk about that, she thought to herself.

The temperature began to drop, every breath she took was now visible. A young blond girl was now standing in front of (Y/N), a wide grin on her face. (Y/N) reached for her pistol, grabbing it and pulling the trigger, shooting at the figure. The girl dispersed and not long after the shot was fired Dean and Sam were up the stairs.

"It's not a vamp, It's a spirit." (Y/N) informed, the gun held tight in her grip.

   "Yeah, we see that. Sammy, you gotta start researching tonight." Dean said before marching back downstairs. (Y/N) put her pistol away and followed him, Sam not far behind.

***A/N*** (EDITED BUT I MIGHT HAVE MISSED SOMETHING)

  I know it's not as good as you want it to be but in this chapter I was trying to get the case involved and stuff, next chapter will most likely be solving the case and maybe the talk between the four.

  And I know the reader person doesn't talk a lot but that is because I'm trying to make it like they really are depressed. News flash for those that don't know: Depressed people aren't always talkative and sociable.

  But thanks for reading even though I have a feeling no one is going to read this lol

  Thanks for reading! 💩