Caught in the Crossfire~~Supernatural Fanfiction

Chapter 37: The French Mistake

The grace hears me eventually, not everything is timely perfect, but Cas isn't letting me lift a finger either. He turns off the car at a motel and I don't even hear the driver side door open, making me wonder confusingly and looking towards the driver side. Only to hear my side open and I look at him. He immediately scoops me up into his arms, making me squeal loudly.

"Cas, this mildly unnecessary. I am completely fine." I try to assure him.

He didn't respond, but opens the motel door. I groan and roll my eyes, as he gently put me on the bed. "Castiel....?"

He stops and looks at me and I cross my arms over each other like a toddler having a pouting fit. He sighs heavily walking in front me and the bed. "Now, I think that you are over exaggerating and assumingely forgot that I am a complete Angel of the Lord."

His eyes still gaze at me with fear. "I'm fine."

"You could have died." He counters my argument. "You almost died because of me."

"I'm not going to believe that either, Cas. They were demons going after the same thing they been going after."

He still didn't change his facial expression nor feeling. "Come here." I sigh.

He look down like a lost puppy and kneel in front of me, looking at my eyes. "Stop acting you are a hindrance to me, because you're not."

"I have a feeling that every time I'm with you, I feel like I'm putting you in danger. I thinks it's best if I'm not around as much." He tries to push himself away.

I grab his trench coat, making him look at me. "I have lost everything along this way, so don't make me lose you too." My voice cracks. "You can't just leave and pop back into my life whenever you feel like it."

I inhale deeply, looking around the room consciously and return my gaze back to him. "There is nothing I wouldn't do for you."

A little smile tugged on his lips almost making me want to laugh. He looks down and back up with a smile. I grab his jawline and pull him up to me, placing a kiss upon his lips.

I begin to feel my phone vibrate and Cas pulls back. I grab it and read the caller ID. I don't hesitate and immediately answer it. "Hey, Dean. What's up?"

"You tell me. I just found out Sam is alive and kicking from hell."

I stop and almost stutter. "You mean-You found Sammy?"

"Yeah, Well-He found me, but meet me at Bobby's and we'll talk about it over a beer."

"Uh-Yeah-Yeah. See you in a bit-" I quickly hang up and look at Cas.

"Dean found Sam."
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Cas leaves for Heaven business and we are all sitting in he living room, silencing the air. The tension made my heart bump. Dean kept staring at Sam as he scrolls through his laptop about an Angel killing across the country.

"Okay, does anyone find this weird!" Dean finally snap. "Who knew about this!"

I quickly stand up and try to walk out of the living room. "Ashlyn? What are you doing?"

I stiffen up and turn around. "Did you knew about this?"

"For how long." Dean ask Sammy.

"A year at the most."

Dean slowly rises with anger pulsing through his blood. "How he got out is unknown to me."

Dean looks at me with an overrated expression. "Nobody can escapes hell. Ashlyn, do you want something to add."