Nephilim By the--blackdahila Castiel X Reader

Chapter 12



Title: Nephilim Chapter 12

Summary:  A one-night stand brings big changes for (Y/n).

Warnings: Language

“It’s…it’s impossible.” Cas said, staring at the man ahead of him. “You…”

“Were left to rot in jail?” He asked. “Come one Castiel, say my name for old time sake.”

“Azrael…” Cas said softly. “And we didn’t leave you to rot in jail…”

“What do you call stripping my power to give to that horseman and his reapers and locking me in a cage just like he did with Lucifer?” Azrael asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“You killed a whole city! We had to cover it up with a volcanic eruption!” Cas said. Azrael laughed.

“God does it and it’s okay and you look the other way. I do it, and I’m ruining family dinner and making little Anna and Hannah cry.” Azrael rolled his eyes. “But, now that I think of it, you’re the only one left of the group that locked me away, aren’t you?”

“So are you going to kill me then?” Cas asked. Azrael laughed. “What’s so funny?”

“No Castiel, I’m not going to kill you. I’m just going to hurt you in the same way you hurt me.” He explained. Cas just shrugged.

“Go ahead and take my grace. I’ve lived without it before.” Cas shot back. Azrael just shook his head.

“I loved my powers. The power of death. But it was taken from me and given to others. It broke my heart.” Azrael explained. “You love dear (Y/n) and my daughter. Wouldn’t it be ashamed if someone took them away from you?” Cas raised the knife he was holding.

“You won’t get anywhere near them.” He said. Azrael just smiled.

“They can’t stay inside forever. You know that.” Azrael laughed. “Eventually, she’ll have to go out. And I’ll be there.”

“I won’t ever let you get them.” Cas growled. Azrael just laughed.

“I’m the true Angel of Death. I can do whatever I want.” Azrael said. “Or at least, I will be again.” He turned to leave. “I’ll see you again very soon Castiel.” With that, he was gone. Cas turned and quickly went back to the bunker, locking the door behind him. Sam looked up from the table he was reading at. Dean was laying on a pile of books, asleep.

“Cas?” Sam asked. “Everything okay?”

“I just met Layla’s father.” Cas explained. Sam’s eyes widened.

“What? Who is it?” Sam asked. “Maybe we can do some research or something.”

“There’s no need.” Cas said. “I know exactly what he wants.”

“And what’s that?” Sam asked. Cas sighed.

“He wants revenge on me. Because I let our brothers strip him of his powers, let them seperate it up between the reapers, let them throw him in jail.” Cas set in the chair by Sam and watched as Dean stretched, found a comfy spot, and went back to sleep.

“So what, he’s mad because he got grounded?” Sam asked. Cas sighed.

“You know the story of Pompeii?” Cas asked. SAm nodded. “Well, that’s not exactly how it happened. The people were all dead before the volcano. We propped them up to make them look like they were alive when it happened. Azrael killed them all because he was bored. Went for a walk through town and touched every person. Man, woman, child, even animals. And the Romans, well, they weren’t exactly into believing that a whole city could drop dead for no reason. So we covered it up.”

“I….I don’t know what to say.” Sam said. “But I thought Death was older than God.”

“Death is. But there weren’t always reapers. Azrael was his apprentice. He was supposed to act like the reapers and do most of the scouting for souls. But he got power hungry. Since Death is neutral, he couldn’t do anything about it. But Michael did.” Sam nodded.

“The only thing I can say is your family drama makes ours look like something you’d see on Full House.” Sam said. He looked over at Dean. “So we’ve got a former Angel of Death after us and Dean’s still a cat.”

“Have you attempted to get Layla to change him back?” Cas asked.

“She’s barely a year old. I don’t think she even understands that she made him a cat.” Sam said. “She just knows that he’s not yelling anymore.” Dean sneezed in his sleep. “Now, instead, we have a death machine with claws that is allergic to himself.” Footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway then. Cas looked to see (Y/n).

“Sweetheart, what are you doing?” Cas asked, going to her. “You should be resting.”

“I need to help.” She said. “I heard you talking to Sam. I don’t want him to get Layla. She brought me back. He might try to take the power that she has inside her. I don’t want him to hurt her.”

“And I won’t let that happen, but I literally just held your dead body less than twelve hours ago. I need you to get your strength back.” He held her close to him.

“Would putting the hiding sigil on them work?” Sam suggested.

“For (Y/n), yes. But Layla is half angel. And she doesn’t have the skills to block out angel radio. He knows where she is.” Sam nodded. (Y/n) watched Dean on the pile of books.

“I’m assuming that he’ll probably want her and me gone once this is all done and over with.” (Y/n) said softly.

“I’ll talk to him.” Sam said. “But I doubt he will. Especially since you married Cas. And didn’t bother to tell us.” (Y/n) sighed. But Sam dropped it because he saw how tired she looked. And he was sure that once they got Dean back to normal, they would discuss it. “Get her back to bed. I’ll make you some food.”

“I’m fine.” (Y/n) said, holding back a yawn.

“Love, you’re sleeping on your feet.” Cas said. He scooped her up and carried her back to her room. Jack was watching Layla as she slept. He had taken the role of big brother to heart. If Layla so much as whimpered, he was right there to help. Cas helpd (Y/n) to bed and went over to check on Jack and Layla.

“YOu’re a good brother Jack.” CAs said, patting his shoulder. Jack just smiled at him. “Call for me if anything happens, okay? I need to go talk to Sam.”

“Okay.” Jack said, turning back to Layla. Cas left and went back out to Sam, trying to plan how to keep (Y/n) and Layla safe from Azrael.

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(Y/n) was deep asleep when it started. The dream. She was forced to watch as angels came after Layla to kill her. They were trapped in the bunker with no way to get out, since the Winchester’s and Cas had locked them in. She held Layla close to her as the angels came closer.

“You can escape this.” A voice said in her head. “Just leave the bunker. It’ll be safer for you if you do. When you wake up, take Layla and run.”

“But…” (Y/n) said to herself as the angels got near.

“If you stay, the Winchester’s will lock both of you in. They’ll let the angels kill the half breed. Escape while you still can. Or they will come for you.”

(Y/n) closed her eyes in the dream and made up her mind.

Her and Layla had to run.

(My note: I know, I hate cliffhangers too!! I'll update it as soon as she post it to tumblr!!!)