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The Ordeal

Part One: CasxReader The Ordeal. Cas and Sam and Dean High-School age but everything else the same. (I know Cas never was a "High schooler" but just deal.) What's scarier than an angel with cosmic powers? An angel with those same powers in a hormonal teenage boy.

Part Two: The Aftermath. Cas Love

Part Three: Fluff, Years later, flashbacks, panic attacks, Cas Love, Fluff

"Bye Dad!" You shouted as you headed out the door for school.

"Bye Y/N," a gruff voice called back. "I won't be home tonight, I've got a job this weekend so I want you to stay with a friend okay?"

"Sure!" You said before quickly shutting the door and hopping on your bike to head to school. You were fifteen years old and freshman year was almost over. One month left! You had straight A's and three of the best friends any girl could ask for. When you arrived you locked up your bike and headed for your first period to meet up with your friends.

"Hey guys! What's up?" You called as you jogged over to them, "Any plans for tonight?"

"Hey Y/N!" Sam said as you hugged all three boys.

"Bobby has a job this weekend, so I need to crash with you guys." You smiled. "We should have a netflix marathon!"

"Sure Y/N. You can stay with us." Dean said. He was a senior this year so he could drive all of you anywhere you wanted to go.

"Sweet thanks!" You grinned. "Cas? Can we use your netflix password?" You asked, batting your eyelashes.

"You've never asked before," Laughed the blue-eyed angel. "But of course my dear." He said imitating a British accent and bowing, making you giggle.

You had the hugest crush on Cas, ever since you had met him in fifth grade. Sam and Dean were always trying to get you two together but you were afraid of rejection, and besides, if he didn't like you back confessing would just make the friendship awkward. You were about to ask Cas if he wanted to help you with math after school but the bell rang before you could open your mouth. The day passed by uneventfully, but you were quite happy by the time the final bell rang. The guys were waiting for you by the bike racks and you snuck up behind Cas pressing a finger to your lips, just before you could scare him however, he turned around and tickled you. You squealed loudly and thrashed before collapsing slightly in his arms.

"Okay you two lovebirds, let's get going, Y/N you want a ride or do you want to meet us at the house?" Dean asked, smirking.

"I have to get my weekend bag together so I'll just meet you guys there." You faked a grin, trying to laugh off the 'lovebirds' comment.

"Alright," Sam said. We'll see you in a bit.

"If i'm not there in two hours you can assume something horrible has happened to me." You joked.

"I certainly hope nothing horrible happens to you, but if you are in trouble you can call my name and I will come to you." Cas said, a worried expression taking over his face.

"Caaaaassssss," You groaned, "It's an expression." His face shifted into a confused frown, "--but that's very sweet of you." You finished quickly. "I've gotta head home to pack. I'll see you guys soon!" You waved as they left and you unlocked your bike.

"Hey Y/N," a deep voice muttered, catching your attention.

"Hey Alexander! What's up?" You smiled at your friend from choir. He was a Junior, almost eighteen years old, and he was usually pretty quiet.

"You heading home? I could ride with you, your house is on the way to mine."

"That'd be great! We haven't talked in AGES." You hopped on your bike and he followed you down the street to the all too empty dirt road that led to your house. When you arrived at your house you set your bike against the chainlink fence. "If you want you can come in for a glass of water. I just need to pack a weekend bag. I'm staying at a friend's house."

"That'd be great." Alexander replied. "Is your dad home?" He asked as he looked around the house.

"Nah." You didn't see his eyes raking over your body as you got him a glass of water. "He has a job out of town this weekend."

"Huh..." He replied, "So he just trusts you to not throw parties or anything...?"

You hadn't noticed that he'd moved to stand directly behind you so when you heard his voice so close you jumped and turned around, leaving the water on the counter.

"I'm a good student and a good kid. He trusts me... what are you doing?" You asked as his arms came to rest on the counter on either side of you. "Move. I need to go pack."

"I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you." His voice had changed, it was huskier. With a darker tone. And it terrified you.

Before you could do anything, you were flung against a wall and your arms were pinned above your head. And your full lips were being attacked by his thinner pair. This was your first kiss and you had never wished your father was home more that you did at this moment. You struggled and fought against him, but a fifteen year old girl is no match for a nearly full-grown man. You were shaking as he pulled off your shirt. The minute your hands were free you shoved him away and threw a hard punch aimed at his jaw. He calmly grabbed your arm and spun you around, his fingers exploring your chest as he kissed your neck. You screamed and fought, panic washing over you as you realized what was happening.

"NOOO!!!" You screeched as he dragged you down the hall to your bedroom.

"I like a girl who fights back..." He murmured into your ear, "now... go stand near the bed and take your pants off."

"n-n-no..." You were sobbing at this point "Please Alex..."

"Stop crying and obey me." he growled, closing and locking your door before stalking back to you and snatching off your bra. You clawed at his face, leaving large scratches down his cheek.

"Leave ME ALONE!" You screamed, trying to find something to defend yourself with. A large hand slapped you hard and you fell to the floor. He kicked you in the ribs, effectively knocking the wind out of you before he managed to get your pants and underwear off. You ran out of tears as one arm pinned your arms down again and another wandered over your chest and down your stomach. His fingers dipped lower and explored your folds causing you to jerk around violently attempting to escape.

"You're not going to try to get away." He commanded as he stood to remove his pants. You were paralyzed with fear but when his head was covered by his shirt you punched him as hard as you could in the stomach. He keeled over and you ran for the door, you had just unlocked it when you when you were flung to the bed. You didn't have time to move before his fist connected with your eye. "I told you. Not to move." He snarled as he pinned you down again. You suddenly remembered what Cas had said, 'Call my name if you are in need'

"CASTIEL!" You screamed before a sweaty palm covered your mouth.

"You think he's going to save you Y/N? Nobody is ever going to love you like I do. You're ugly and fat and worthless. I can see past all that. No one else can. You're going to lie there and let me take whatever I want because you are a weak little--" His voice was cut off when he was thrown against the dresser and knocked unconscious. Cas stood over him, pummeling him and your heart was racing. You quickly covered yourself with a blanket as he turned around and rushed to you.

"Y/N are you okay?" his blue eyes searched yours. "Hey, hey... calm down. You need to breathe slowly. Let me take you back to Sam and Dean's house. Can I help you pack?"

You couldn't speak, and continued to hyperventilate. Trembling and hurting all over, dark bruises forming on your eye and ribs. When Cas reached out to comfort you, you screamed and backed away. You knew he was your friend but you brain wouldn't let you think clearly. The room was spinning and in an instant it went dark.

"Y/N!? Y/N wake up!!!" Cas shouted, panicking. He threw some clothes and whatever else he thought you might need in a large bag and wrapped you up in a blanket, poofing you back to the Winchester's house.