Hunted [Supernatural Fanfic]

Chapter 11- "We are always here for you"

My POV

I was falling. 

Darkness was the only thing that was with me at the moment. I tried to breath in but it was hard. All I felt was emptiness. Numb. I cannot even feel my own heart that was fading.

My wings spreaded out but I noticed that they were bleeding. My eyes shot open then I realized that I was surrounded by flames. My skin was sizzling and I didn't even notice it.

"H-How did it...*cough*...dang it." It's getting harder to breath. I tried again but this time blood spurted out of my mouth, staining the floors that cannot be seen. How can that be possible. I kept on gacking up blood until my lungs needed air. It was burning...

Then a light.

It blinded me at first but when I opened my eyes, I was in an endless blue sky with no land to land on. So....without much thought, I fell. 

"Why not just give in...? Everybody wants me so, what's the point in living?" I thought to myself.

"...Jonas!"

I know that voice. I tried to focus on it but it ended up in a great headache.

"Jonas, wake up!"

Wait....Dean? That's my brother's voice. Dean. 

"Please Jonas! Wake up!"

Sam. Sam's voice.

"Jonas....wake up. Please."

Wait a minute....CAS? What the heck?! I need to get out of here! ASAP.

The sky around me faded and it was soon replaced with a blurry vision of three figures. I forced my mind unto that and before I knew it, a bright light blinded my vision.

I slowly opened my eyes. There was light at first but my eyes soon adjusted towards it. I saw the all-so familiar lamp............Bobby. I was in Uncle Bobby's house.

I tried to move but I froze as I realize that I was being embraced by three people.

I turned my head to the side. My eyes widened as I saw Cas, Sam and Dean, their faces buried into my neck. How did they even manage to fit their faces on me? Anyways...........I could feel their shaky breaths on my skin.

Wait a minute...shaky? Are they crying? Great, now I've got three babies in tow.

I then turned to Dean. I muttered with a raspy voice, "D-Dean..." 

All three of them snapped their heads up towards my rough voice. Their eyes were pouring out with tears, almost like a waterfall. "J-Jonas! Thank goodness..." said Cas. "We thought you were gone..."

I blinked at them for a second. "Wh---" I stopped as I suddenly buried my face into Sam's shoulder to cough a couple of times. Castiel and Dean backed away so that they would give me some air. As for Sam, he slowly rubbed my back until I stopped to gasp for air. Who knew that breathing could be so difficult?

Sam moved so that he could hold my face with his hands. "Y-You okay, Jonsie?" Then he started to wipe my mouth. Curious, I looked down at his hand that held a cloth. There was blood stained onto it.

I gasped at the sight. "H-How did----" I stopped all of a sudden to get into a coughing fit into Sam's shoulder. It was getting harder to breath since that my throat is dry. I raised my head to clear my throat but it didn't do anything good.

Dean saw this and went up to get a glass of water. He then returned to give it to me. I slowly brought the edge of the glass to my lips and took small sips of cool water. Once the fluid hit my throat, I sort of choked and coughed. Sam and Dean immediately went over to my side.