Life as the Angel and the Demon (Supernatural Fanfiction)

What do you want?

*Skylar POV*

I was working my shift at the club as I heard my friend Cassidy call me over. I walked over to her as she was going on with this guy who was clearly harassing her. I walked up next to her and look the guy in the eyes. He looked to be just about over 19 maybe 20. He looked at me and I could immediately see the unsettling look on his face. Demon. I grabbed him by his collar and walked him to the back. He whimpered as I threw him against the wall outside. "Leave." I told him. "I'm sorry Mistress Skylar. I never.." "Shut up and leave. Don't make me say it a third time." He nodded and ran off. I nodded silently to myself. This is just awful. I hate being mean. Demon or angel. To me they are all the same and being rude is not something I like being to people. Even though, my whole life people have been rude to me.

*Castiel's POV*

We walked up to the club doors where Skylar worked and I was greeted by Rufus. Ever since I knew Skylar was on earth I made it my mission to know where she was. Rufus was the one who informed me of her whereabouts. Rufus smiled as he saw me. Fellow rebellious angel. He opened up the doors and let us in. Sam and Dean were looking around the club, searching for someone they have never seen. I walked straight up to the bar table and sat down on the bar stool. Soon after Sam and Dean followed suit and sat down next to me. "Well hello there sweethearts!" Said a girl in a pair of small revealing shorts and a top that covered just about nothing. "Go put on some decent clothes. We looking for Skylar. Oh and your mother needs your help and she's sorry." She looked at me shocked and ran out the back door. "What is wrong with you?" Dean asked as Sam just sat there laughing. I shrugged as I saw the back door open again.

*Skylar's POV*

I saw Cassidy run past me to her car with tears running down her face. "Okay then" I walked back into the bar when I heard someone tell me that a guy in a brown trench coat was looking for me. I nodded and made my way over to where I saw this man seated. I quickly grabbed a bottle of vodka off the shelf as I saw that bar area had none. As I put the bottle down I looked up and was met with his eyes. Castiel had found me.

"What do you want?" I sneered as he looked at me. "You have changed." He stated while looking me over. "No shit Sherlock." I rolled my eyes and then I saw them. The Winchesters. "I see you brought some friends. *i nodded my head towards them* Again, what do you want?" "We need your help in killing Lucifer." Sam stated. I looked over at him. "Funny. I thought you were supposed to be his vessel." He looked ashamed for a moment but that disappeared quickly. "He is supposed to be. But he isn't going to say yes. Ever. So stop your cocky attitude and help us ice the devil." Dean spoke up this time and I nodded and looked over at Castiel. "I will only help if you dance with me. I need a break after this long shift." "You know I don't dance." He stated. "Fine. I can't help either then." I walked around the bar and walked to where I was standing right infront of him. My bare knees touching his legs. I could feel the burn but I ignored it.

Let me just take this time to explain what the burn is. When I feel strong feelings for a person I can allow them to touch me. Like with Castiel. I loved him. But after he betrayed me I made sure to put the burn in place. Whenever he wanted to touch me or hold my hand he would burn and so would I. Causing us to separate cause of the pain.

I could see in his face he could feel it as well. The burn got stronger as I pushed myself closer to him. "Fine I will join you on the dance floor." I smiled and stepped away from him and made my way to the dance floor. I heard him get up and walk behind me. I didn't bother turning around, I was always used to his presence no matter where I was, even if it has been years since I had last seen him.

Seeing him now made buried feelings resurface. Feelings I thought had been forgotten. Stupid stupid heart. Just cause he looks handsome still doesn't mean you must love him again.

I started moving to the music slowly and then when I knew he was behind me I pushed myself on him and then moved against his body. Ignoring the burn I used to separate us. I knew he didn't know what to do so I just left him to figure it out on his own. He loosened up a bit and we were dancing for a while.

I grabbed his hand (which burned my flesh and I'm sure burned his too) and I ran to Dean and Sam who were drinking and having their own chit chat. I let go of Castiel's hand and told them to follow me to the back. Once at the back I looked over at them. "Okay grab hands we are going to my place." I told them. "Okay no! When Cas did that I didn't poop for a week!" Dean stated. He made his way to his car and we followed. Once we were in his car I gave him directions and we were off to my place.