Angelica Marries an Angel

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I sat alone in the lake house, my knees pulled up to my chin, tears rolling down my face. No one was there. I was alone. I sniffled a bit and felt a familiar presence. I stood up and my wings expanded. A black form was hovering by my door. They were indistinct and seemed unable to take form.

“Get out Lucifer.” I growled and my voice echoed around the room just as Castiel’s had all those months ago. The form began to take a more human shape, huge black wings spreading out behind it. The black began to melt away to show a man. He had shoulder length, curly, black hair and fair skin, his eyes a strong gold. He wore black and silver armor and had a huge two handed broadsword strapped between his wings. He walked towards me slowly, his steps silent on the wooden floorboards. He smiled at me and my heart skipped a beat. Why? He reached out a hand and took mine. My traitorous heart jumped again. He smiled and placed a kiss on my hand. The perfect gentlemen. I pulled away. “What do you want?” I growled at him. He sighed and looked at me sadly, but his eyes soon began running along my wings.

“They are beautiful. It’s been so long since I have seen anything so beautiful.” He said stepping around me. I was tense and wary, wishing I had a weapon. “Of course I’m not surprised. You would be beautiful. I only accept the best.” He said kindly. The words rang through my head. Someone had once told me the same thing, and I had spent the night practicing walking down the aisle. I snarled at him and spun around, but my wings clipped a side table and I fell. He caught me in his arms, strong arms, and smiled at me sweetly. “Careful my love. I wouldn’t want to see you hurt.” I pulled back and straightened my shirt.

“Hands off, Satan. No touch, Tuca nada! I’m spoken for. Though he’s not the first option I would have picked.” I mumbled. He smiled and walked back behind me. I waited for him to do something, but I suddenly felt a wave of tingles and pleasure shoot through my whole body. I gasped and fell to the floor, holding myself up on my hands and knees. Lucifer was suddenly beside me, helping me up. He looked a bit upset.

“So sorry. I didn’t know you hadn’t felt it yet.” He said softly. I looked at him in confusion. “The touch. Wings are very sensitive and connected to the very heart of an angel. You and I are affected by a touch of the wings. I would have thought you would have experienced this already. I was obviously wrong.” He said in a regretful tone. Was he saying we just had wing sex? I pulled back, my legs shaking. He looked a bit hurt, the same face Cas would get when I pulled back from him. I placed a hand over my mouth and turned away.

“No! No please, my dear. Don’t cry! It’s alright. I’m so sorry love. Look, no shh, shh, shh, shh. Look.” He said taking me in his arms in a hug. He pulled back a bit and held out a hand a black rose appeared in it. He placed it in my hair, making my black locks sweep behind my ear. He smiled at me and my heart and wings fluttered a bit. He laughed, and it was warm and rich. He looked at me and I was snapped back into reality. His eyes were dead, empty, except for a dark fire burning inside. He was evil. And hateful. And lustful. I pulled back and held out my hands. He was blown out through the door and it locked and sealed behind him.

“Stay the fuck out of my head you God damned angel!” I shouted at him and felt a roar growing in my head. I forced myself awake.

Dad groaned a bit and I sat up. He looked at me. I had fallen asleep in the chair by his bed, my hand in his and my head on the bed. I looked up at him blurrily and he grinned at me.

“Hey angel. The hell happened?” he asked. I grinned and began to explain.

DEAN

We walked in on Angela talking animatedly to Bobby. She smiled at us and ran to Sam, hugging him, then me. Why did every girl prefer him now a days? Bobby grunted and nodded his head at us, which is the Bobby equivalent of jumping up and down hugging us like a crazy school girl. I sat down in the corner while Sam and Angela moved to his bedside. Sam looked like he was about to cry and started blubbering to Bobby about how sorry he was, how it was all his fault, how he regretted it all and how he wished Bobby would forgive him.