Angelica Marries an Angel

18

Dad and I went back home we found Dean and Castiel in the front room looking at the floor. I smiled at them and Cas was at my side in an instant, enveloping me into a hug. I had missed him so much. The feeling of his arms around me, his Promised Land smell. I looked up into his blue eyes and he smiled at me. Not one of those small secret ones he usually gave. It was big and warm, like he was uncontrollably happy.

“Are you alright?” he whispered. My heart jumped at the sound of his voice. I nodded and stood on my toes. I was only about a foot shorter than him, but I didn’t care. I placed a small kiss in the tip of his nose and dashed around him, gripping Dean in a hug. He squeezed me and laughed. We all sat down together to talk, me and Cas on the couch, Dean in the armchair, dad between, when the screaming started. I jumped up and looked around. What? Cas and Dean grew pale and I looked between them.

“Oh God no. Sam?” I said in a whisper. Dean covered his face and held very still. Cas sighed.

“The horseman Famine made him hunger for demon blood. He’s detoxing downstairs.” Cas said. He looked at me, his face full of guilt, and I knew why. The last time Sam had been demon detoxing, Cas had let him out on the orders of heaven. Ana had been arrested, and Lucifer set free. Cas never said it, but I could tell he felt responsible. I sat down again, looking at my hands, which were shaking. They started changing colors and I blinked. The madness was coming in waves and it was intense now a days. More so than ever before. I looked at Dean

“Tell me what you’ve been up to. Spare no details. I want to know everything.” I hissed. He looked up surprised, but something about my expression must have gave me away. He started talking about how they gone back in time to save his mom and dad, how Michael had killed Ana and Uriel was apparently fond of black guys who don’t wear ties. He told me about the bloody Valentine’s Day last week, how lovers devoured each other, and Famine had made people kill themselves and then devoured their souls. I shuddered until he told me about Cas. He had saved the best for last and told me in impeccable detail about how Cas had gone coo coo for White Castle Burgers.

“He ate like a thousand of them, and a pan of raw ground beef.” Dean said laughing. Dad was shaking his head and Cas looked distinctly uncomfortable.

“I’m in a human vessel. Jimmy wanted ground beef. I was still in control of my senses. I could have stopped any time.” He sounded like a drug addict. I shook my head.

“Then why did you lose it when you went in to get Famine?” Dean teased. I rolled my eyes.

“Being in someone’s presence has a lot more behind it than just picking up traces of them. It’s like if you get hit with spray from a waterfall, you get a bit wet, and you getter wetter the longer you’re around, but you stand under the fall itself, and it will soak you to the bone and bring you to your knees.” I said with a shrug. Dean thought for a moment, then looked at me.

“Raw hamburger meat.” Then he burst out laughing. I giggled a bit and tried to hide it as Cas pouted at us. I looped my arm through his elbow and he stopped. Dean kept laughing and dad rolled out to get some drinks from the kitchen. Dean went to help and that left Cas and I alone on the couch. He looked at me sideways and I brushed a few stray hairs behind my ear and looked over at him. We hadn’t been alone together since Gabriel screwed us over. I was blocking out the pain and guilt and sorrow about everything that happened before I passed out, but I couldn’t hold it back forever. Blood was rolling down the walls of the house, and Cas had tiny purple stars dancing around his head

“Cas. I think I need to go through with it.” I said in a soft voice. He blanked for a minute, then understood. He looked at his hands.

“In my condition I am of no use to you to heal your madness. You would have to marry another angel.” He said softly. I swallowed and looked away.