Angelica Marries an Angel

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I dropped my bag on the floor of my motel room and slumped to the floor. 25 werewolves. I was just lucky it wasn’t the full moon. How did I know they were werewolves? They told me. They had been purposefully breeding. I walked into the bathroom and showered off, washing my hair thoroughly. There was so much blood. I brushed it out and stared in disgust at the blonde locks. I regretted this choice. Then I remembered. Once upon a time Zachariah had zapped Sam, Dean and I into a case without our memories. He had cut and bleached my hair. To make up for not helping us, Castiel gave me this angelic comb that returned my hair to normal. I still had it. I combed out my hair and trimmed the edges off. I grinned at my reflection.

I looked down at the pure white comb and realized I could read the golden symbols on the side. “Fair as snow, grim as death” Lovely. I placed it carefully back in my bag and put on my leather jacket, making my wings disappear inside it. I sat down and watched the TV, until I got a call. I looked at the clock. 5 in the morning. How long was I hunting last night? I sighed and answered the phone.

“Go for Angela.”

“We have a lead on the Colt. Meet us.” Dean said. I paid the manager and hopped in the Jag, taking off to dad’s. I listened to music the whole time, trying to stay awake. I arrived that evening and stepped out of the car. I walked into the house we were all meeting at and saw Jo, Ellen, Castiel and the boys. I grinned and dropped my back pack by the door.

“Party don’t start ‘till I walk in. Where’s dad?” I said drawing their attention. Ellen, Jo and Sam smiled at me and Dean just sort of grunted. Castiel looked at me and his previously serious eyes softened.

“Doing a thing. He’ll be out soon.” Sam said. I smiled at him and walked over to stand by Cas. Dean tensed up and the room got very quiet. When a hunter is on edge it’s not usually for domestic reason. Ellen began playing with her knife and Jo was fiddling with her anti-possession charm. Dean glared at me. I glared right back. Cas seemed oblivious as ever and Sam just face palmed.

“Will you guys just hash it out already?” Sam said. I sighed and sat down as Dean exploded on me.

“What the hell is wrong with you? After everything that’s happened you think we have time for you two to start bumping uglies every day? This is a war dammit. We need to stick together but not at the lips!” He roared. I sighed and listened to half an hour more of this then I stood up and just walked straight past him to Sam. He yelled at me for ignoring him but I continued to do so. He actually grabbed my shoulder, which pulled off my jacket and made my wings bust out.

They sent Dean flying and over turned the table. I spun around and gasped as Dean grabbed my wing. I fell to the floor shivering, and honestly, it was the most intense orgasm ever. He finally let go but my ears were ringing. Cas was suddenly at my side, helping me get my jacket back on. I grabbed for his hand and he helped me up and to the couch. I couldn’t see and I couldn’t even support my own weight. I sat breathing heavily and shuddering from shock and relief. It was painful and wonderful and hurt like hell afterwards. Cas was next to me, muttering something in my ear, but I couldn’t hear him. He gripped my shoulder and shook me a bit and I looked at him, the ringing stopping.

“I said, are you alright?” He asked again, his eyes full of worry. I nodded and he sighed running a hand through his hair. I leaned over and placed my head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around my back and hugged me for a second before Dean made a loud ‘hem-hem’ sound. I sat up straight.

“Oh grow up!” I shouted. Jo and Ellen were staring at me in surprise and Sam just looked exhausted. “I flew cross country for a lead on the colt and a way to kill Lucifer. Not so that Dean could yell at me about my social engagements.” I growled. Ellen nodded and righted the table with Sam’s help. Jo sent me a ‘we need to talk’ look and returned to the plans. I was still shaken and felt violated to no end. Cas kept his hand around my shoulder and walked me over to the table. I looked at the map of the house and bit my lip.