Supernatural Imagines

"Go To Hell Feathers!" (Dean)

"Tell us where the Winchesters are!" The Angel yelled at you and you winced. "I-I... I don't know," You stuttered as the tears flowed down your cheeks.

You were tied to a chair, being interrogated and tortured by some psycho Angels. These ones wanted revenge for what your boys did to one of their siblings. They had killed one of them a while back mistakingly and these Angels right now were as cruel as any heartless demon, boiling with revenge.

You took a deep breath, "Even if i knew, w-why would I tell you?" The Angel slapped you with the back of his blade. You cried in pain.

Blood seeped down your forehead and your wrists. They were hurting you a lot. They thought that the fact you were pregnant would make you give up the information they wanted, to protect your baby.

They barely gave you something to eat, three glasses of water a day. They locked you up with chains in a cold room. You had grown visible, being 4 months, but that didn't stop them from the torturing.

Another Angel walked into the room and whispered something in the torturer's ear. "You're lucky, we think we've got a hint at where they might be," He grinned and walked out, bolting the door shut.

You sat in the chair, hands tied to the arm rests, and cried. You were in pain and you were sure your baby couldn't survive all this. They've held you for 2 weeks, you have no idea where Sam and Dean, or even Castiel is.

*****

"I'm sorry Dean, I can't get anything," Castiel said and looked to the floor. "DAMN IT!" Dean slammed his fist on the table, making Sam and Cas flinch. "Dean maybe you should just accept that-"

"Don't you dare say that Sammy! DON'T!" Dean exclaimed, a finger pointed to his brother, "I will not accept that she's dead." Cas looked at Sam and stepped forward.

"[y/n] Is strong but... maybe you have to accept that your baby is gone," Castiel said and Dean looked at him with disbelief. "No... please," Dean lost all feeling in his body, "SON OF A BITCH! We need to find her NOW!"

Dean grabbed Castiel by his shirt collar, "You better find something! Anything, please!" Castiel nodded quickly, pausing abruptly as he listened to the voices in his head.

"I think I know where she is," Castiel said, "In her voicemail she said the name Aladreel. I just got something about him on Angel radio."

Dean looked at Sam for a second then grabbed his jacket and hastened to the exit. "We're leaving now!" He said as he opened the door.

*****

You started to feel weird. You could barely feel the sensation in your stomach. You began to cry quietly, Dean would be furious.

Aladreel entered the room and you looked up to him. "Please, You have to check if my baby is okay. PLEASE!" You pleaded but all he did was chuckle.

"Well, you tell us what we want to know and we'll check you immediately," He said and you looked at him suspiciously, "Where. Are. Sam and Dean?!" He bent down and placed his hands on top of yours, his face just a few centimetres away.

You gave him a disgusted expression and spat in his face. "Go to hell Feathers," You clenched your jaw. He wiped his face, clearly furious, and swiped the blade across your neck.

You yelled in pain, you were close to passing out. "Next time you refuse, It's not going to be you who's getting hurt," He pointed his blade to your stomach. You burst into tears as you yelled at him as he left the room.