Sad Supernatural Imagines :'(

Life is funny. (Winchesters X Sister!Joey)

Name: Joey
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Life is funny like that sometimes.
Dad always told me that.
He told me "Jo, you may think something is right for you, but you'll be headed in the complete wrong direction. Life is funny like that sometimes."
Right after that wonderful chat he taught me how to sew together cuts properly.
I was seven.
Nevertheless, he was right most of the time.
Life is funny, because I never thought I'd be in this position.
Falling for my brothers bestie angel friend wasn't supposed to happen.
It wasn't like I was looking for this.
After all, being too close to angels has only ever brought us heartbreak.
Love is nothing but trouble, trust me.
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(Before the mess)
"Heya Castiel. What's the lowdown?"
I greet, happily walking into the study.
Castiel looks up at me from where he studies an old leather book.
Not actually reading it, but looking at it.
"Lowdown?"
He questions, confused.
Placing my notes down next to him, I smile.
"Lowdown. Like 'what's happening?' or 'what ya doing?'."
He nods and looks away from me, shyly.
Completely ignoring my previous question.
"...Cas?"
"Mm?"
"What have you found on the case we've been working all weekend?"
I notice that he becomes flustered.
Maybe I'm pushing him too hard.
"I uh haven't found anything quite yet."
I put my hand on his shoulder and squeeze lightly, trying to comfort him.
"Don't stress out. The boys will call us if they need more information. The only reason we're researching at all is because we have about thirty jobs lined up for them, and right now, they're gonna need as much behind the scenes help as they can get."
Cas puts his hand over mine, holding gently.
It feels like electricity in between our hands.
"Yeah, I know. You're right. It's just...I've been at this for hours trying to find the answer, but I can't. Really, it's so-"
"Hey, hey, hey, you need to chill...I'm going to watch a few episodes of The Office before bed. You should join me..."
"Oh...I'm not opposed."
Confusing. He really is.
Like a child yet mature enough to understand every aspect of our world.
He's amazing, and I'm stupid in love with him.
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"I don't understand why Jim and Dwight fight. They are obviously friends, but they treat each other like enemies. Their so called pranks are merciless, but they'd never hurt each other."
He explains to me quietly.
Not actually looking at me.
I sit up on my knees and pause the TV.
"You're so...extraordinary."
"What-"
I kiss him softly, but he doesn't kiss back.
Sighing in disappointment, I pull away.
"Joey...I don't think that-"
"No...it's cool Cas...I thought you liked me, but I was wrong, and I'm sorry."
I say this trying to hold on to the two drops of dignity I have left.
"Joey-"
"Seriously, Cas, drop it."
I play the show and suddenly the TV shuts off.
"What the hell?!"
"Sorry, I just had to get your attention."
Groaning, I make a motion for him to begin speaking.
"Joey, it's not that I don't like you...I actually find you very attractive and interesting. I find that I'm always thinking about you, and that I care about you. I just....I don't think that Sam and Dean would approve of these feelings."
A weight lifted off of my shoulders.
"Castiel...I'm gonna say this once. Okay?"
He nods.
"I don't care about what they think. I know that being with you is dangerous, I know that my brothers won't understand, but Cas, I can't get you out of my head. And, believe me, I was trying to. But, what the hell, I want to be with you. I...I think I love you."
This time he kisses me.
He kisses me hard, as if this was the last time he'd ever get the chance.
He pulls away for a moment.
"Jo. I fell for you the moment that I saw you."
I search his eyes, and I see something that wasn't there before.
He kisses me again and this time we only broke apart when I needed to breathe.
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(1 month later)
We tended to take full advantage of the empty bunker, if you know what I mean.
Sparing the details, me and Cas have been spending a lot of wonderful time together.
My brothers wouldn't be home for months, so what's the harm, right?
"Hey baby."
I whisper sleepily as I hug him from behind.
My face cradled in his neck.
He was making me coffee.
My hair is a wreck because of him, and I barely sleep, because he doesn't sleep.
Not that I mind.
Being with Castiel is like breathing.
It just happens.
It's natural and keeps me alive.
He turns around, but I keep my arms tightly around his mid section.
My face now buried in his chest.
"I love you."
I say lovingly.
"I love you too, Jo."
I look up, and he kisses me.
Holding my sides, gripping passionately.
"Right here, right now."
I whisper into his mouth.
Cas picks me up and puts me on the counter without a second thought.
Our lips don't separate once.
He starts to unbutton my giant flannel, but he's suddenly pulled away from me.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!"
Shocked, I get off of the counter with a yelp.
"Dean...Sam...I can explain-"
"What the hell is there to explain, Joey?!"
Sam screams at me.
They're both fuming.
Dean has Castiel by the collar, angel blade to his neck, and I panic.
"Dean...we can all talk about this...but I need you to let him go."
Dean doesn't even acknowledge me.
He shakes Castiel, who is refusing to make eye contact with him.
"You think it's fucking okay to touch my little sister...HUH?! I should fucking kill you-"
"OKAY THAT'S ENOUGH!"
I yell as loud as I can.
Dean looks at me and then looks at Sam.
"Sam...take Jo outside...NOW!"
Sam grabs me, wrapping his arms around my entire torso, so that I have no way of escaping.
He starts to take me outside, and I scream.
"PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN!"
Fat, hot, angry tears start to stream down my face.
"Joey hold still..."
Sam hisses, struggling to keep hold of my writhing body.
"JOEY STOP."
He yells, and I do, I stop.
I didn't even realize where he had taken me.
"Sam...put. me. down."
He puts me down, but keeps my wrist held.
"How in the hell did you think that was a good idea? Messing around with Cas? Joey that's just plain stupid."
I rip my hand away from him and sit on his bed.
"I know that you don't like it, but frankly, I don't give a shit."
"Why? Why do you have to leach on-"
"Shut the hell up, Sam. Don't speak on shit that you know nothing about...I love him, okay? I wish I didn't, but I do."
Sam quiets.
He rubs his chin, coming to sit down beside me.
"You love him?"
I nod softly and put my head in my hands.
He puts his hand on my back.
"Well. If he makes you happy. Then it's fine with me, but Dean-"
"Dean will never let this happen. He doesn't understand. He's so-"
I'm interrupted by a loud crash coming from outside of the room.
Getting up with no hesitation, we both run into the kitchen.
Dean pushes Castiel to the ground and leans over him, hitting him with the back of an angel blade.
Castiel is covered in blood, and Dean doesn't have a scratch on him.
Angry as hell, I yank Dean off of him, and punch him hard in the face.
I look at Sam for help, but he's too shocked to move.
Tossing him to the side, I bend down in front of Castiel.
"Hey baby...you okay?"
He nods weakly and I take his hand and pull him to stand.
He wobbles, but leans on me for balance.
"Come on."
I whisper sweetly, leading him out of the room.
I turn back, and Dean is sitting on the ground hand on his temple, in pain.
He looks up at me, regret in his eyes.
"Jo wait..."
I clench my teeth hard.
Shaking my head with tears in my eyes.
"I'm done...I-I'm done."
Love is a terrible, stupid, troublesome thing, isn't it just hilarious?
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