My name....my name is Charlotte Maryland Winchester. I'm the product of a drunk night between Dean Winchester and Sarah Marks. I saved the world once or twice. I've killed Lucifer, and I'm dying.
My name is Charlotte Maryland Winchester. I'm the...
The car ride to bunker was mainly filled with silence until Dean spoke. "You're really good with kids." I grin for a second but it falls. " I practically raised my brother." I look out the window immediately regretting that I had mentioned him. I think of the drunken nights and I try to not think too hard about it. " Well at least we know you're gonna make a great mom." He chuckles trying to make conversation. I nod but the tear slips down my face anyway. I'll never have that.
We pull up to the bunker and the impala sits hidden. I have a tiny bag of clothes that Sam forgot to grab. We walk up to the bunker door and open it. Dean goes in. " here." He tries to grab my bag. " No I got-" I look up from my bag to be greeted by the face of Castiel. I take a deep breath. " Cassie?" I can't help but let the word escape my lips.
*FLASHBACK*
It had been a long night. Dad had been drunk and in one of his moods. Usually it didn't matter but tonight he was especially pissed, it was mom's birthday. I had come home from work at the diner and dad was throwing things. "Dad. Dad! Stop." I tried to get his attention but all it did was make him madder. " You fucking did this. You did this, it's all your fault you stupid bitch. I'm so sick of you and him, all you do is whine and complain. I've given you every thing! Everything!" He screamed in my face. " Ben, ben." I get his attention has dad is still yelling. "Go. Go upstairs!" He runs up the steps, dad wouldn't hurt him. Never has and probably never will.
I just don't want him to see. " You fucking think that you can come home whenever. You are a slob and I know you are out fucking with your whore friends. You're such a fucking bitch!" None of this was true. I was on time, I clean the house, and I have no friends but yet he had pinned me against the wall,still screaming drunken slurs. I close my eyes fearing for the worst. " Get off of her Dean!" I open my eyes and see Cas pinning dad against the wall. "Keep your opinions to yourself." He growls at dad who then marches his way upstairs and locks himself in his room.
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Cas lightly guided my arm to the couch. " Are you okay, Charles?" I nod and hug him with all I've got. " Thanks Cassie." he laughs at the life long nickname and kisses my forehead as I fall asleep on him."
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"Castiel, Or Cas...what's a Cassie?" I've forgotten how clueless he used to be. We walk down the steps and I go straight to hug Cas. "Oh, we're hugging, okay." I pull away, I've missed him so much. " Cassie is what you shall be called." I grin and Dean had taken my bags to the guest room. I sit with Cas and ask him about his week.
" What are you?" He whispers quite aggressively. " Human and a pinch of Angel. I'm not here to do harm Cassie." I whisper back. He looks at me confused. " A pinch of Angel?" He mocks. " My mum- she was conned into being used as a vessel when she was pregnant with me. We got rid of it before I was born but I was born with grace. So yeah, a pinch of Angel." He looks amazed and in awe.
