Under His Wing: The Goddess War (Book Three)

Chapter 13- There Are Steps

After a short night's rest, you wake early in the morning. Sam and Dean were passed out in the guest bedroom of your house, and you head straight to your office to continue your work on how to get Cas and Callie home. As you sit down in your pajamas with a cup of coffee, your finger hovers over Cas's number on your phone.
"You okay kid?" Dean stands at the doorway, startling you in the process. You scratch you head.
  "I'm fine right now... Just- conflicted." You look up at him.
  "Take a break shorty, you need one." He sits down. You glare at him before standing up.
  "Taking a break is the last thing I'm doing right now." You walk towards the door, but Dean gets up and grabs your arm, spinning you in his direction.
  "Listen- Dean, I know you want to play the big brother role and protect me here, but I need to save my family..." You tell him sternly. He sighs.
"I'm going to help you." He says.  You nod, patting his chest before reaching for the doorknob.
  "You can help by staying out of the way."

***

  Later that afternoon, while Sam and Dean were stubbornly researching ways to help your cause, you take a drive over to your lake.
  Siting by the water, you pull out one of your books full of spells and sigils, anything that would lead you to a way of conjure up a certain someone that you had to make that supposed deal with. You stare over the water, the sunrise glimmering slightly. You looked at it's reflection.
  "Cas... Love, I know you can hear me. I hope your okay... I love you." Your raspy voice leaks out before you open the book.
  About an hour passed before the buzzing of your phone interrupts the serene reading. It was Sam.
  "Y-ello?"
"Y/n, we got something." He says, you smile with  little gleam of hope.
  "I'll be home in ten."

***

  Racing home, you walk in with anticipation. Sam was on the couch with his laptop, while Dean was at the dining room table.
"Well..?" You plop your purse on the table and sit next to Sam.
  "Well, we think we found a summoning spell..." Sam tells you.
"No, I found a summoning spell."  A lady's voice chimes in, you turn around to see Maria from before.
  "Maria, how'd you get here?" You ask her, she walks over and leans on the back of the couch.
  "I could hear you praying, so I tracked you down and here I am. Sam and Dean informed me of the whole fiasco, and I think I know just how to get them home." She says, you stand up anxiously.
  "Really?!" You ask her. Sam hands you a paper, there were different ingredients written in a list, directions at the bottom.
"You need to do it alone, though. We can help you gather the ingredients and such, but the summoning must only take place between the caller and receiver." She speaks. You nod.
"Seems simple enough, let's go get these ingredients-" You say, about to head for the door. Maria stops you.
"We will get the ingredients. You need to prepare yourself..." She advises. You give her a questionable look, as do your brothers.
"We can't just be indolent with such a spell like this. The sigil we must make, cannot be drawn or painted, like most." She begins. Dean raises an eyebrow at her.
"Well?" He asks. "Well, it must be carved. If you want whom ever your trying to contact to take time away from themselves to speak with you, the sigil must be carved somewhere onto the callers body as a form of sacrafice, and they must be released of their sins-"
"Released of their sins? What does that mean." You query.
"Confession." Sam says. You turn to him. "You've got to be kidding me." You slouch back.

***

Somewhere in between Heaven and Hell:

He runs swiftly down the hallway. Castiel. He was covered in cuts. Bruises and bumps, blood trickling down little scrapes across his face. He had found the facility in with Callie was being held, and since, he had fought through ever guard that's attacked him. He had heard your prayers, he had listen to your voice, remembered the tears that dripped down your cheeks before he had left. This all fueled him- his motivation to get Callie home. He was going to bring her back to you, even if that meant his life.
His shoes clacked quietly on the stone cold floor as he ran. Callie was nearby, he could feel her.

***

  As your car rollers up to a church recommended by Maria, you hesitantly open the door. Sam, Dean, and  Maria we're out collecting all of the ingredients.
  You slowly walk into the church. There were a few people there, praying in different benches within the church. You keep your head down as you walk to the booth. Quickly, you open the door.
  "...Hello Father..."

***

"Daddy!" Callie whispers with excitement after noticing that Cas had entered, taking out the two guards in the room in the process. He runs over to her and grabs her, hugging her tightly.
  "Princess- Are you okay?" He examines her in his arms, sliding stranded pieces of her frosted brown hair off of her face.
"Castiel~". He turns around quickly, holding Callie tighter in his arms. It was the four angels, the ones you needed to contact.
Before Cas could say anything, he was quickly restrained by two angels from behind, which took Callie out of his arms. She begins to scream and kick.
  "Why~ Why do you have to stoop to this?" Cas asks, as the two men start to cuff him in a chair.
  "Wasn't it you who once told those pathetic Winchester boys that we do not ask stupid questions?"
Cas yelled and grunted as they placed a metal device over his head.
"Stop!" Callie shrieked. They didn't.
  "Caelestra will not over run heaven, Castiel. Your daughter is destine to be the Queen of Hell." One says to him. Callie began to cry. "And there is nothing you, those Winchesters, or your human wife, can do to change her fate." He smiles devilishly .
  "I- Said- STOP!" She screams. Her yell is followed by her continuous screams. The room began to shake and the angels, including Cas, all squinted and attempted to cover their ears. Callie's eyes began to glow a bright blue, and Cas stared at her as she cried.
"Keep going baby!" He yelled to her as she balled. Within this time Cas had managed to slip his hands out of the cuffs and began to untie himself from the chair. The noses, eyes, and ears of the two men from behind began to bleed as they collapsed onto the floor, while the other four had ran out of the room in distress. Cas freed himself and grabbed Callie, running quickly for the opposite door as she calmed down.
  Silently she sobbed on his shoulder, he comforted her as he ran to a safe spot to take a rest.
"Daddy, did I do something wrong..?" She sniffles as he catches his breath, laying against a wall. He sighs and holds her head onto his chest.
"You just saved us." he says, thinking in astonishment as to what had just happened. He pulls out his phone and turns it on, going directly to your contact.

***

It had taken a few hours for the three to get the ingredients, but at around 9 p.m., you were all in the field. You had the bowl of ingredients laying out in front of you, your angel bade in your hand.
  "So... I have to carve this symbol... Into my chest...?" You examine a drawing and look up at Maria, she nods.
  "Ok... I think I'm ready." Your voice was low and raspy. Sam and Dean give eachother that brotherly look of uncertainty.
"We'll be waiting at the edge of the field if something goes wrong." Maria tells you.  Just as they are about to leave, you phone begins to ring in your pocket. You pull it out and get ready to decline, instinctively thinking that it was a teller marketer, but stare in amazement as you read the caller ID.
  "I-It's Cas!"