Only You

Chains

As the party tiptoed down the stairs to the basement, Lucifer kept shooting Dean sly glances, smirking madly. Dean couldn't look at him, knowing what would happen next. He was thinking about his goodbye. He didn't know what he would say, or if he could say anything. John held up his hand, signalling for everyone to stop. He peered around the corner, as a piercing scream echoed through the house. Then, a British voice yelled,

"Just tell me, and all this pain will go away!" Then, a voice Dean recognised spoke, but in a language he also recognised but didn't understand. Enochian. Cas was yelling in Enochian and it was hot.

"What is your plaything saying now?" said a third voice. Dean felt rage bubble in his chest, but when the Brit answered with,

"It's telling me to shove my question up my ass." Dean felt proudness spike through him. It didn't last long, however, because the Brit whispered a few words so quietly Dean couldn't tell if it was in English or Enochian, but it had all the Novak's with them doubling over in pain, and Cas coughing and spluttering, Dean could hear him spitting out blood. It probably looked a lot worse than it sounded. The Novak's recovered quickly, but Cas was not so lucky, he kept spluttering. Thankfully, Dean had brought some earplugs just in case. Now, they were all immune to the Brit's words, well, all except Cas. They were there for about an hour, just listening to the words that were causing Castiel so much pain. This went on until something heavy was picked up. Probably a hammer of some sort. Then, there was the sound of bones being crushed and more screaming.

Cas was begging in Enochian. Pleading, by the sounds of it. Dean had to be held back by Michael and Gabriel, then the third voice spoke.

"What is it saying?!" It snarled. The British voice replied,

"It's begging." The voice spat the words, as if Cas had no right to even look in their direction. It made Dean sick when there was the sound of something being stabbed with force, and another round of screaming in Enochian.

"Break the other wing." The Brit said casually. Cas kept pleading with the same words over and over again.

"Barinu okada. Barinu okada." The Brit, Dean could only assume was Crowley, just laughed maniacally and the third person broke Castiel's other wing. The noise Cas made was heart-breaking.

"String it up. We need to be ready for our guests, don't we?" The British voice said sweetly. John quickly ushered everyone into a closet full of funny looking instruments, Dean did not want to know what they were used for. It took a little while to 'string Cas up', with a lot of yelps of pain, ragged breathing, cursing both in English and Enochian but two figures walked past, while John, Dean, Chuck, Michael, Gabriel, Lucifer and Raphael were all smooshed into the relatively small closet. When John was sure they were gone, he secured his Holy Fire-ed glasses onto his face, and opened the door very slowly. They stepped out into the room, and the sight that met Dean's eyes almost made his heart stop.

Hanging from the ceiling were two, thick chains, and on the end of these chains, there were sharp spikes on the front and at the back there was a little socket for it to slide into, almost like an earing, if you wanted to think about it in that way. But instead of going through someone's ear, these were stabbed right through the broken bones in Castiel's wings, leaving him suspended. His arms and legs were bound, and there was a gag in his mouth.

 But Dean couldn't look away from his wings. They were beyond beautiful, even though Crowley had practically destroyed them. His jet black feathers slowly faded into indigo, and they looked so soft. Dean would've given anything to run his fingers through the feathers and smooth them out. His wings were massive, but not quite as big as the Novak's they were with, but Dean liked Castiel's the best.

Cas was unconscious by the time they had gotten him down. Dean knew by the look on Lucifer's face that he needed to wake Cas up and say goodbye, so he walked to John, who was keeping Cas upright.

"Hey, um, dad. Can I have a minute with him? Alone?" John looked a little suspicious, before he carefully passed Castiel over to Dean. While the rest of the party decided what to do about Crowley, Dean gently shook Cas awake, trying his hardest to keep his severely broken wings as comfortable as he could.

"Cas? Come on, Cas. You need to wake up." Dean pleaded quietly, "Cas?!" Castiel opened his eyes and they locked onto Dean.

"D-Dean? What the Hell are you do-" Dean shushed him.

"I have to say goodbye now, so don't you dare judge me," He managed a broken smile, "You see, Cas. I've done something I really shouldn't have, but it was to keep you and Sammy safe, understand? So now, I don't know if I'm ever gonna see you again. So, I'm gonna lay it all out for you. Firstly, I'm sorry for watching you from my bedroom, because now I'm starting to realise that it was totally creepy." Castiel laughed. Despite all his pain, he laughed. Dean had never heard him laugh before, and he quickly decided that it was his favourite sound ever. "And thank you. For everything. I'm gonna miss you, Cas. Castiel Novak I-" Dean never got to finish his sentence.

"Sorry, Dean-o. Time's up." smirked Lucifer as black smoke surrounded Dean. Someone was shouting his name, but all he felt was the demon entering his body through his mouth.

Then it spoke.

((Barinu okada means have mercy in Enochian))