Supernatural- a fanfiction

Ambulances sang

A/N

So guys, this chapter is named after lyrics in a song by Pierce The Veil.

Just so you know.

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Ambulances sang

Castiels POV:

Sirens were screaming in the background. Ambulances sang.

Sam still hadn't gotten out of the car, which worried me. as an angel, this is really stressful- a situation when humans you love get hurt.

Dean was still unconscious. he hasn't moved, yet he was still breathing. I was happy to see him in the living conditions, yet his current state was pretty bad and he was very cut up.

Tears began to fall down my face, Rapidly picking up speed. I was very, very sad. you know, for an angel this isn't very easy. We angels don't normally feel emotion... But I was starting to. the grammar mistakes, my emotion (angels have no emotion except- in my case- confusion as to why humans do the things they do), my eating; I was slowly becoming less angelic.

Sam hadn't moved a muscle. I flew, or as dean would say,

"zapped"

over to the impala to check on him. I approached the car and peered inside. Sam was in a horrible condition as well. his face was all cut up. the air bag must have blown in his face, for his nose was bruised. His hair was wet with blood, red at the tips.

We never Even hit the other car! By now the convertible was gone. Soon, my anger boiled over. Why would somebody leave us to deal with such a huge issue! Even still, our car didn't hit theirs. it wasn't a hit and run case. This made no sense, even to an... Angel. Or an angel-that-is-becoming-a-rebel-slash-human. How can such an incidence leave us in this wreck?

Somebody reached to tap me on the shoulder. I clutched their wrist, harder than i should have, stopping them before they could actually come in contact with me. Seeing that dean was taken care of, I grabbed Sam And carried him out of the car in my arm.

"Sam, Sam, Sam! are you okay?"

he was unconscious as well. The tears continued to flood down my face and collect all over my trench coat. I attempted to begin treating him immediately, but a paramedic took him away.

I followed after them and sat in the back of the ambulance until a tow truck came (A/N: he called for it). I ordered him to take it to Bobby's; we were in his town, anyway. He drove away as soon as i gave him a tip. I grabbed the handle That assists you on your way up to the back of the ambulance.

Sam and Dean were both in horrible conditions. I looked at them with a horrible expression on my face. I was disgusted at how bloody they were, but right after then my heart filled with fear and despair. The paramedics weren't doing anything.

"Hello?" I shouted.

I was so confused. I waved my hands in front of their faces. By now we were half a mile from the scene.

"Why won't you help my friends? they're about to die here," I explained in a harsh tone.

Then a paramedic turned to face me. She smiled a crooked grin before her eyes flitted black.

"Hello."

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Poor Cas!

•Jesus, the feels!

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•SO DO I

•And Dean

•And Sam

•And their forgotten brother, Adam!

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