Supernatural One Shots {requests open}

Don't I know you? (Rowena x reader)

* Spoiler Alert if you haven't seen Season 13!*
Pronouns used (she/her)

(Idea: you're an angel who saved Rowena from the grand coven but never knew her name.)

You fly from the bunker in anger, going to a small, quiet stream to calm down.

You agreed to help the winchesters find a way into some other universe but they somehow forgot to mention they were recruiting a witch to help as well.

You sit on the grass next to the water, watching it glimmer in the afternoon sun. The images of what happened flash through your head as you close your eyes.

Trapped. In a dark dusty stone cell, tied to a chair. Blood staining your torn white blouse, and your angel blade in the hand of Olivette. The same witch who'd been torturing you for weeks. Mostly they wanted information, but they know you're powerful but can't tell what you are.

"Ready to chat this time?" The witch smiles, walking close around you.

You're terrified but put on your angriest expression, glaring at the witch.

"Hmm, how about we see what this is again shall we?" She whispers, placing the cool blade up to your neck. You shut your eyes tight, feeling her grab your hair with her free hand tensing your neck.

You let out a cry of pain as she slices the front of your neck.

Another scene flashes to the front of your mind,

Excruciating pain fills your head as the witch twists the needle further into your temple.

There's a deep slice in your neck causing your head to forward and your grace to drip out as it tried to replenish.

Hour and hours of torture until you were finally able to get a message out to your brothers and sisters.

You shudder, trying to push memories our of your mind. Since then you've been able to feel more human emotions than angels normally can.

Cas was the one who found you and help you through the healing process, though it still took half a century to fully recover.

You hear someone land behind you, "(y/n)...." the gruff voice begins as the figure walks up standing beside you.

"Castiel," you say softly "I-I refuse to work with those-I can't-" You manage softly, still shaken by the flashback. "You know how I feel about witches.."

"Trust me (y/n), I understand. But it is necessary to prevent Michael from getting to this world. Please..." He looks to you, his eyes pleading you to go back to the bunker.

You stay silent for a while before responding "Who is it? Who's the witch?" You ask staring at the gentle movement of the water.

"Her name is Rowena, I've come into contact with her before, she is on our side, mostly." He states plainly.

You stay silent, trying to sort it out in your head.

I don't recognize the name, but that doesn't mean much. It won't be for long and it's for the safety of our world. If Michael gets into our universe, he'll easily overtake heaven because there aren't many of us left. I mean they left Naomi in charge.

You look to your brother, nodding slightly "Okay, I will help. I apologize for my weakness brother."

Castiel forces you to look at him, "Do not be sorry, what the Grand Coven did was inexcusable and scarring for you. Rowena has her faults but she has proven herself to be very unlike anyone in the Grand Coven." He answers, watching you carefully.