Arranged Marriage || destiel (alpha!dean &a omega!cas)

Chapter Forty - The Ferryman

Castiel had gone back to Dean after putting his son to bed. He felt better now that he knew he had forgiven his son and his son was back to his normal self without the king of Hell controlling him.

He woke up in the cold cell and looks sober at his husband who lay curled up on the blanket on the stone cold floor. Castiel shivered and when he looked down on himself he looked as white as a ghost but he was never going to leave his husband.

Castiel didn't know the exact time he knew he was in love with Dean but he knew that tapping into his wolf made him really realise it. He could talk to Fire now and they both lived as one in his mind now, he was so content and yet he could not shake the feeling that something was still wrong.

He sighed and sat down next to Dean who was fast asleep and looked around the cell that his husband had lived in for months. Something in the corner of the cell caught his eyes and he had to squint to see what it was. But it was nothing. As soon as his eyes focused on it, it had vanished. He shook his head and then once again when he looked away, the corner of the cell caught his eyes once again.

He was about to get up and go over to it until an excruciating pain filled his mind.

NO!

Castiel jumped, his heart jumping up to his throat in fear.

He is watching.

"Fire?" Castiel whispered, surprised to hear the voice of the wolf once again being apart from him.

Ignore the blur in the corner. Pretend like you don't see it. He is watching.

Just like that Fire was gone again, supressed down into Castiels soul and once again a part of him. Castiels heart was beating rapidly and he tried so hard to not look at the blur that was growing in the corner. Who was watching him? What did he want? Suddenly the cells temperature dropped as if that was even possible and Castiel could see his breath so clear it was like he was huffing smoke. There was a shake that started off small, barley shaking the going beneath him but it grew bigger and bigger just like the mist in the corner.

It was as if the ground was going to split beneath him as the shaking got stronger and almost flew Castiel across the room. The ringing in castiels ears made the whole experience heightened and made his so dizzy he could have been sick right there and then.

Suddenly it stopped. Everything stopped.

It seemed as if it was going in slow motion as Castiel looked down at his husbands whose mouth was open and eyes open even wider. His eyes looked as if they were bulging out of their sockets and it looked as of he was finding it hard to breath, as if a pair of invisible hands were clamped around the man's throat.

Castiel let out a slow sob and once again in slow motion, as if some force was trying to pull him back he leaped toward his husband and pulled him up. Every ounce of energy was going into trying to get Dean to sit up as he was choking to death right there on the cell floors and Castiel fought off with all of his might the unseen force that was trying to stop him from saving his husband.

It was too hard, the everything moving in slow motion made the energy that Castiel was using run out faster than normal and the sound in his head were making his ears drop blood from the pressure of the cell.

"What do I do?" Castiel asked to anyone who would be listening. "Someone help?"

His voice seemed muffled in his mind and the lump in his throat certainly wasn't helping the situation at all.

No one asnwered. No one came. He was alone trying with all of his energy he had left to save his husband from the invisible hands that were wrapped around his neck.