The one friend who stayed

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I don't own Supernatural. This is not a slash it's just a friendship that's sweet.

Meg's POV:

Demon's aren't supposed to have sympathy or anything involving kindness or weakness, but lately these emotions seem to burn in my chest weighing me down. Dean had told me to stay behind to keep an eye on Castiel while they were gone, claiming that I was needed here to protect him. His excuse for me to stay was seething with false caring, I knew the real reason fro him wanting for me to stay. He just didn't want to have to visit Castle if he didn't have to, I was here to keep Castiel here and not go after them. His anger the main conflict in him not wanting to see Castiel after what he had done to his brother, even though the angel should've been forgiven for driving himself literally mad trying to fix his mistake of what he did to Sam. He sacrificed himself to repay the brothers for the sin he had done. As I said it's weird that I'm even thinking about this, but whenever I see the effect of what Castiel did to save Sam I always feel my chest tighten in pity and sorrow. They had just left him, they don't even see what he's having to suffer through it by himself.

I may be here, but how am I a demon supposed to help him an angel? I sigh pulling up the blankets on his bed, seeing that he had fallen asleep. He hasn't spoken or showed any sign of comprehension since the brothers dropped him off, it was sad really to see the once great angel reduced to this. He was like an empty vessel, he was alive physically but mentally is a different story. The onlooker I stay here, the longer this human like emotions develop. I really need to get out of here, but I made a deal I would stay until the brothers come and pick him up. I am pulled out of my thoughts when I hear a rustle of movement coming from the bed. The darkness blocking my view of the origin of the noise. I look at the bed with wide eyes, seeing Castiel staring back at me with his famous head tilt. He smiles happily, earning a chocking sound from me as I had never seen a smile on his face before. The famous head tilt comes back in full force when he says confused, "Hello Meh, is there something the matter?"

I quickly hide my shocked expression saying to him sharply, "Nothing Clarence, just surprised to see you awake so soon." Castiel nods his head solely, "Yes I am as well, I was awakened by a loud ping." I cock an eyebrow, "What I didn't hear anything." Castiel smiles saying, "Ah that is because you would've had to have been an angel at the time to hear it." I drop the subject, knowing I probably wouldn't understand even if he explained it like I was a two year old. I sigh twisting the end of my hair in habit, "Alright whatever. So you back to your old self?" Castiel looks lost in thought saying, "I wonder if I could see the bees from this place...". I stare at him blankly, "What.." Castiel smiles happily, "The bees! The beautiful insect of this earth, in heaven we never had such breathtaking creatures." I just say confused, "We are talking about the same bees here right?" He nods his head excitedly continuing telling me about insects, as I feel my brain go dead. I stare at him smiling brightly, making me feel a mixture of emotions. One being disbelief that he had completely lost his noodles, and two being a small warmth of happiness. This is the happiest I've ever seen him be, so maybe him losing his noodles isn't so bad after all. Even though others think I'm staying here just to take advantage of him, I know the truth. The real reason is that a true happy smile on his face is what he deserves, and I want to be here to see it.

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