He walked over to me, I covered myself from Dean harming me. I had a single tear, roll down my cheek. My wings still numb, I couldn't feel my face, and even if I wanted to move, I couldn't.
"Angel, I won't hurt you," Dean said as he touched my chin, guiding me to look up at him. His eyes, the beautiful green I missed so much. He was kneeling beside me. He looked up at my wings, and scanned his eyes over my bruised and bloody body. He spoke again, "this might hurt."
He then pulled out the blades in my wings, the blades holding my body up. I collapsed, into Dean's lap. He caught me, then looked over at my wings, lying limp, many punctured holes.
"Will you be able to heal yourself?" Dean asked. I pushed myself up to look at him.
"I am sure," I said, and Dean looked questionly at me.
"Well, do it then!" He said harshly. I slightly jumped back.
I looked at the ground, then back up at Dean. My eyes once blue, were surrounded by my gold grace. I stood up, when I rose, Dean did as well. The gold expelled from my body, went around my body, easily healing my wings. It barely hurt and it was worse than the Nick incident. Dean was just staring at me in awe.
"Exorcizamus te omnis..." Sam had gotten out of the ropes, and was attempting to banish the demon in Dean. Dean was thrown to the wall, pinned, and couldn't move. A evil grin formed across his face.
"Oh, Sammy, you always did want to fix me."
"Immundus spiritus..." Sam continued.
"Sam I don't think that is working," I said, as Dean was on the wall, his whole body spasmed.
"Usually the Demon is expelled by now!" Sam yelled. "Omnis Satanica potestas, Omnis incursio infernlis..." Dean was flung to the opposite wall, nearly knocking Sam down. Dean's eyes a complete black, was growling, and yelling at us.
"Sam stop! You're killing him!" I screamed at Sam, he still didn't listen, tears fell from my eyes.
"Adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congretio..." Sam said louder, so I screamed again, this time my grace shot out, pinning both Dean and Sam to the wall. "What the hell, Cas!" Sam yelled at me.
"Sorry, Sam, but I will not let you hurt Dean any longer," I said, as a single tear rolled off my cheek.
"Et secta diabolica..." Sam continued, and with a flick of my finger Sam was unconscious. Dean was dropped to the floor, he let out a heavy sigh, then peered up at me.
"Well, thanks, but I got to go," he gave me a smug grin, then began to exit the room. I transported in front of the door, blocking him from leaving, he looked down to my eyes. His eyes a pitch black, no life, no heaven garden in them, just darkness.
"No, Dean, I was preventing Sam from hurting you, but I will not let you leave," I said calmly. He looked angry, but just grinned at me.
"What are you going to do about it?" he paused waiting for an answer, I didn't have one, "huh, what was that Cas? Oh right you don't have an answer, or a clue, again!" I looked away from the stranger standing in front of me. I stayed silent.
"Did you say something?" he paused again, "oh yeah you have nothing actually useful to say." He smiled, and then laughed, but I, however, let out several tears.
"Dean this isn't you," I said shyly.
"Oh but it is," he said as he grinned at me. Then with a snap of my fingers Dean and I were both in the "dungeon" part of the bunker. Dean was handcuffed to a chair, in the middle of a devil's trap.
"Oh wow, now someone's powerful," he said bluntly.
"Dean...."
"What it's true, you have always been quite weak," he grinned at me. I began to walk out, but before I did I turned around to face Dean.
"Dean I am and always have been more powerful than you." I said, with a grin, then I locked the door behind me.
I telaported to where I had left Sam, he was still unconscious. With my hand I made him conscious. He rose, to his full height, the whole time glaring at me.
"What did you do!" He snapped at me.
"I stopped you from killing the man I now have locked up in the bunker."
"I was killing the demon inside of him, not Dean," he stated.
"No..." I started, Sam looked at me confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Dean isn't possessed by a demon, he is a demon, actually a knight of hell," I said to be faced with a terrified Sam.
"Well, how do we save him?" He said determined.
"Sam...." I started, my voice depressing. I could see on Sam's face, that he went from determined to save his brother, to defeat of loosing his brother.
"No. I will save my brother," he said, as he walked out and left me alone. I was always in the same position, standing alone, with everyone mad at me.
An hour later, I went to check on Dean, I didn't enter, I just slumped against the door. Dean was humming a tune but I couldn't tell what song it was, that was until he began to let a couple verses out.
"BACK IN BLACK!" He began singing, "I HIT THE SACK!" He sang at the top of his lungs.
Of coarse this was his song choice, it was so ironic.
"He can be quite annoying can't he?" said a Scottish accented man. Crowley.
"Well, at this moment he is what you say annoying," I said as I peered up at the strange man.
He glanced through the peek hole at Dean, who was still singing.
"I NEVER DIE, I GOT NINE LIVES....CAT'S EYE...." he sang louder, until he noticed Crowley stalking him.
"Oh, are you here just to admire my singing along with Cas?" Dean said with a smug grin, his head tilted. I got up from the floor, behind Crowley, Dean gave me a crooked grin. Then a wink.
"Was that meant for her or me?" Crowley said sarcastically, as he looked back at me, and then faced Dean again. Dean gave us another smirk.
"Oh, you know it was meant for you Crowley," he began, "she means nothing to me." He peered over at me a crooked grin and he was biting his lip.
It was like I was stabbed with a dagger in my heart, even though I knew he wasn't himself. It still hurt. I began to let a few tears fall.
"Oh, look at the time I still have to feed Growley," and with a puff of smoke Crowley was gone. Leaving me standing on the opposite side of Dean. An angel and a demon, in the same premises.
I looked up in hope to find Dean's green eyes, but I only found the black, demon eyes he now owned.
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My wings
FanficCas, is an angel, but she is bad at being one. She is a basically a loner. Can her roommate, dean, change her? Will she allow it? Credit: in the beginning of the story, some ideas are based off of the story "Why are you hiding your wings?"