Not My Fault

6

Castiel is by far the best angel there is. He's given more than he has to offer, killed to protect when in all honesty he didn't want to live himself, and above all disobeyed god himself because he had something worth fighting for. And he's saved me many times. As far as my dad and I know, I can't die. But if I were human Castiel would've saved me many times. He tends to shield me with his dark wings. Most of the time I don't notice because I can't see other angels wings and haloes unless they let me but every now and again I can feel them brush against my own. He's a really good older brother. Comparatively I'm a baby in need of caring and Cas is the grandad who's ready to kill for me.

So when he gets hurt on a hunt I'm quick to be there. We were hunting werewolves and doing fairly well when Cas got attacked from behind. He was thrown into and through a wall into another room before Sam could kill the beast. I was next to him in seconds. His back is all torn to shreds and he's bleeding.

"Hey. You're okay I got you." I say quietly

"Am I dying?" He asks. He hasn't been doing well lately. He's running on borrowed grace and it's burning fast.

"No. No I wouldn't let that happen. You've saved my ass too often." I lay his head on my lap.

"You're lying to make me feel better." He coughs

Sam and Dean watch us. The other monsters are all dead but they can't do anything and know it.

"No I'm not. You are going to be fine. I promise." I say quietly

"Wait... Rose no. No you can't!" he starts

"I can do whatever the hell I want thank you. I'm not going to let you die. I can't." I open my hand palm down over his chest.

"Please don't. You don't know what will happen." He argues

"I do know. I know that you're going to live no matter what you say."

Dean steps forward to pull me back, knowing if Cas says no it's probably not good.

"Don't touch me" I growl

He backs off. My hand starts glowing a bright blue. Cas gasps as his breath comes back. He grabs my wrist to try and get me to stop but I shake my head and smile. My palm grows brighter until the boys have to look away. A few moments after the light dies down Cas is sitting straight up and holding an unconscious me in his arms.

"Rose. Rose?" He calls

My eyes flutter open and I sit up on my own.

"Don't do that again." He says sternly

"Don't almost die again and we have a deal."

He shakes his head and chuckles. That was exhausting. It's not easy bringing people back to life. Luckily Castiel's soul was only a few feet into the journey to heaven so it didn't take long to get it back. But I pass out in the Impala's backseat and sleep for a solid 7 hours untill we get back to the bunker.

A/n And because I love you guys I've added a little fanart at the top. I hope you liked the chapter.

Carry on my Wayward readers.