She Has Wings. | Castiel

Return from Hell

Chapter One

Alcohol had become a dependency to keep me sane, one brother was dead, and the other buried me with him, tossing me aside like trash. When it all became too much and it all piled up one night, drunk and upset I showed up at, the man I saw as a father, Bobby's home. With him, we became stable enough to continue living on for my brother who couldn't... Now for the first time, I just helped, cooked, cleaned and didn't hunt unlike I did before Bobby after my brother died and the other left like a deadbeat dad.

Little did I know Today was a day I would never forget, and as I daydreamed of the odd dream I had the night prior, Bobby had gotten a very peculiar call. "Yeah... who's me?" He spoke simply and hung up immediately after the unknown person's response, without a word.

"Who was that?" I asked curiously but then another call happened and he didn't respond before picking up, it must've been the person from the previous call and whoever it was was saying something that was enough to piss Bobby off.

"Who is it?..." Silence before he responded angrily. "This ain't funny! Cl again and I'll kill ya," He growled with anger. He looked at me and told me to let it go because he already had so I did and decided to start on lunch, Maybe a half-hour later a knock on the door so Bobby grumbled, got up and answered it as I came down the stairs.

"Surprise." Whoever it was, it was a man and wow did he ever sound like my brother, Dean- my very dead, not coming back brother... I closed my eyes.

"Wh- I don't-" Bobby mumbled almost dumbfounded sounding.

"Yeah me either," Mystery Man said. "But, here I am." this proceeded with the sounds of struggle like Bobby and Mystery Man were fighting "BOBBY! Bobby, it's me." Mystery Man yelled as he came falling into my view.

"Dean," I whispered covering my mouth with my hand. No, it couldn't be! It was a trick, a sick sick trick!

"My ass," Said Bobby also coming into my view wielding a knife.

"Woah, woah! Stop! Your name is Robert Steven Singer, you became a hunter after your wife got possessed, and you're about the closest thing I have to a father," Dean the fake said. "Bobby it's me.." Bobby moved the chair, Dean the fake had put in front of him to protect himself, Bobby placed his hand on fake Dean's shoulder and Bobby went for me, but the fake grabbed his arm and put it behind him. 'go upstairs' he mouthed when he saw me, probably knowing seeing him kill a dean look-alike would set me off... and I obeyed knowing this fact as well... then I didn't hear anything for a long while and assumed it was safe so I started to walk downstairs, freezing when I see him talking to Bobby.

"You should've seen the grave sight it was like a nuke went off! Then there was this... this force, this presence, I don't know but it blew past me at a fill-up joint and then this," Dean said taking off his plaid shirt and lifting his sleeve there was a big handprint on his arm. He was real wasn't he? Dean was alive? He crawled from the grave and back to me! My big brother always came back.

"What in the hell?" Bobby mumbled standing.

"Yeah, it was like a demon just yanked me out or rode me out," He said I was mesmerized, it was him.

"Dean?" I said teary-eyed stepping forward. It was him, it was genuinely him.

Int his  moment I remembered the night before Dean's Return, I had this weird dream of a man. It was a very meaningful dream that I prayed would come true. The man... I couldn't see him well, but I believed he was wearing a trench coat, It was raining and we were both soaked. "Who Are You?!" I yelled looking at him, trying to yell over the thunder, we were quite a distance apart until he moved closer, and within a blink of an eye, this man was face to face with me. I gasped and he grabbed me, and suddenly we were in a building, no rain, and we weren't wet anymore either. I looked at him.

"You're brother is saved. He is safe." The male spoke gruffly and I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. "Now you can be of use to us, your destiny awaits you Y/N," He whispered as he touched my four head and suddenly I shot up from my bed, in Bobby's house. My eyes burned to all hell and despite the burning, I thought of who he was, and what he meant by My Brother being safe, and saved.

Today there he was, My older Brother by almost 5 years. Dean Winchester, Before my eyes. "Dean?" I mumbled again and he turned to look at me.

"There's my baby sister." He smiled and I ran, jumping into his arms, and he hugged me. I was still in shock, I couldn't move. He felt like my brother, he hugged me like my brother and all I could remember was That man's words repeating in my head. 'Your Brother Is Saved, He Is Safe.' He had spoken the truth.

"He told me you'd be safe," I whispered and Dean looked at me.

"What do you mean Y/N?" He asked and I looked at him.

"The man with Blue Eyes." The blue eyes rang so familiar deep in my memory, I have seen a family set of them in my past but I couldn't quite remember. "In my dream said you're safe. That you were saved." I said gripping his shirt by the shoulders, and he hissed. "What? Are you okay?" I asked and he sighed, pulling away from me and taking off his flannel, and rolling his short-sleeve to his shoulder, and there were handprints again, burned into his skin. I gasped now seeing how bad it was up close... I walked closer to him, and he started to speak to Bobby but I couldn't hear, I slowly raised my hand and placed it on the mark, and instantly heard ringing in my ears, so loud it hurt. I cursed and pulled my hand away holding my ears, and the two males next to me looked confused.

"Y/N you okay?" Dean held me up, and the ringing wouldn't stop, I could barely hear Dean, but suddenly, the rings, turned into voices, more of a singular voice overpowering them all.

"You can hear me? Good." And then, nothing again. It was that voice, the gruffness that caused me to recognize it, it was the Blue-Eyed Man. I teared up, that's never happened before, it hurt, so much, but the man's voice calmed me, even for a second... it did. It was weird, his eyes stared back at me every time I closed mine. Who was he? What is he? Why was he so familiar? Why was I drawn to it all?

"I-I'm fine.." I mumbled looking at Dean, he looked worried.

"Does this happen often?" Dean asked and I and Bobby shake our heads.

"Don't tell them about me Y/N. Not yet." The voice spoke, and I nodded at it.

"It's okay." I stood and looked at them. They looked at me surprised, and shocked, they looked confused.

"I don't think you are, your eyes kinda flashed blue there, that hasn't happened in years." He said and I shook my head.

"I said I'm fine," I said consoling Dean with a hint of anger, and with a flutter of wings I was gone, papers flew everywhere. My family has always known about my powers, so it wasn't new, but flying was new, I just got angry and disappeared, I got a little scared at the new trick.

I was now somewhere different, I didn't mean or want to go here, it was a barn, with sigils everywhere. I looked around and saw pricing blue glowing eyes in the corner, in the dark.

"Are you, that man the keeps talking to me?" I said and he walked forward into the light, his eyes no longer glowing.

"Yes Y/N." He said, his voice gruff as usual. "I just wanted to show you who you are." He held his hand out and I stood, looking at it, and put my hand in his, and I felt a tingling feeling rumble through me more importantly in my back.

"Oh jeez... What is that?" I mumbled and he smiled.

"Your wings." He pulled me to him.

"Wings... I don't.." I looked at him and his wings were like a shadow, and when I gulped nodded, seeing the shadow when I moved... It wasn't visible but there.

"I want to meet here from now on.. so you can learn your powers, more you can imagine." He touched my cheek and I smiled. "Now go they'll get worried.. I'll see you tonight." He said smiling and I nodded. "Focus on the place you want to be, and just go." He said and I did, suddenly I was back, they looked at me shocked.

"What the hell?!" Dean yelled.