I'll Protect You, Always (Supernatural AU/ Castiel love story )

Chapter 4

I fell asleep knowing that there was no use in staying awake. It probably was going to be hours before we got to Sam and Dean's home. I fell asleep and relived the same dream that I'd been having for the past 16 years. The only dream I'd ever had. I dreamed about the night my parents died. But, now that I knew the truth about who I was, I was starting to question things. If I'm not human, and I'm supposedly "the most powerful creature in the universe",  how were my parents human? Unless, they weren't. But, that wouldn't make any sense. If they were my parents and they were as powerful as I am, how did a house fire kill them?

We were still driving when I woke up and looked over at Castiel.

"Hey Castiel, if my parents were as powerful as me, how did a simple house fire kill them?" I asked groggily as I  rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Castiel seems surprised that I asked something like that. Dean watched us through the rear view mirror, anxiously waiting for a response.

Castiel cleared his throat and stared calmly at me.

"Well, The Toomler may be all powerful, but they're not indestructible. Fire is their only weakness," Castiel sighed sadly and leaned his head against the window of the car.

"Dude, that totally sucks for me," my whole posture slumped and I groaned inwardly. Castiel never truly learned how to comfort so, he awkwardly patted me on the back while staring intently at my face. I didn't want him to feel weird about it so, I gave him a fake reassuring smile. He removed his hand from my back and continued to stare out the window.

I didn't ask him any more questions for the rest of the ride. I didn't talk to him at all. In fact, I hardly looked at him. Before Dean and Sam got here, Castiel had been acting sort of, strange. I couldn't really describe it. Whenever he was around me, he would tense up. It was like he didn't want to say the wrong thing, or I would blow up. He treated me like a ticking time bomb. Plus, it might not even be possible but, he became more awkward around me. I didn't understand it, just like how most of the time I didn't understand him. I hoped he was alright.

When we finally stopped, Dean woke Sam up and everyone climbed out of the car. Sam was about to get my bag from the back but, Castiel pushed him out of the way and quickly grabbed it for me. My eyes went wide a little as I sheepishly grabbed my bag from his hand. Like I said, he had been acting strange lately.

He handed it to me and gave me a small sideways smile. I always did like that smile. It was very sincere and cute on him. I returned the smile and put the bag on my shoulder.

I walked to the front of the car and stopped. I looked down to see steps leading down to a metal door. But, what was strange about this is that it was in the side of a hill. There was a large beaten down old building above us. It sort of looked like an old factory.

"Uh guys, are you sure this is the right place?" I glanced over to the two boys who were taking all of their gear out of the Impala.

Dean looked at me like I was crazy.

"Well of course we are! We live here! It may look small but believe me it's not," Dean explained and then gave me a smug smile and walked down the stairs. He took out a large old fashioned key and unlocked the door. We all walked inside and Dean flipped the lights on.

As I looked around the room for the first time, I dropped my bag and gasped. We were standing on a railing that wrapped around about a quarter of the room. The railing was all a dark metal that looked cold to the touch. I walked over to the side of the railing and saw a table below us. It had what looked like maps inside of the table. It looked like a table where you would make battle strategies. I saw blinking control panels all over the room. It looked sort of outdated but still amazing. I practically ran down the metal stairs into a room across from the room with the map table. This room had two long brown tables with small lamps on them. But, what really caught my attention about the room, was the books. The room was filled with walls and walls of books. I loved reading, so this was like Disneyland for me. I also saw what looked like machetes and long swords on display around the room.