"Move Winchesters!" Lucifer yelled as he appeared in the bunkers library with you in his arms, covered in blood.
"What the hell? What did you do to her?!" Dean was the first one to react.
"I didn't do anything to her! You were the dick heads who let her go on a hunt without checking how bad it actually was. Do you understand the danger you put her into?" The archangel barked as he gently sets you down on the couch.
You were aware of what was going on, even though you were in pretty bad shape. There was a claw about three inches away from your heart, followed by the bruises and cuts that were on every inch of your body.
"Okay, I have to take this claw out of your stomach first because it won't let you get healed. Okay? Y/N, be strong for about five minutes while the poison passes away, then you can let it all lose, alright?" Lucifer asked you for permission, your brothers and Castiel reacted positively to the subject, making eye contact with you.
"I won't be able to heal her, my grace is running too low." Lucifer tells your brothers and Castiel.
"Cas, can you do it?" Dean asked in a shaky tone.
"I'm not sure, but I'll try." Cas breathed heavily.
You scanned the figure that was in front of you, not knowing that it was Lucifer. You hesitated, trying to get away from Lucifer's appearance. You squirmed your whole body, but a familiar hand touched your arm, making you stay calm. You looked up and it was Cas.
"You're going to be alright, Y/N." You vaguely hear Cas soft voice. You look to your right, seeing Sam and Dean teary eyed, hurt enough to be careless about the worried attitude of the devil towards you. You wimp out of pity.
In a single movement without your consent, Cas extracted the claw from your stomach, making you sit up from your place, silently crying because of the pain.
As soon as the object was out of your body, Cas placed one of his hands on your injury, and the other hand behind your back, while at the same time he buried his face on the side of your neck, whispering sweet nothings and comforting words to you. He tells you how strong you are and that the pain was going to go away soon.
Even when the wound was still closed, you couldn't stop crying, for you still felt the pain from the claws poison; so in a single and gentle move, Cas took you into his arms and then after setting your body on the couch, he placed your body on his lap, rocking you with his arms wrapped around you.
"Why is she still in pain?" A worried sick Sam says while a flash of hurt went through his face.
"The venom of the claw is still in her body system, but she is strong." Cas looks down on you and continues, "She'll be okay, I'll make sure of it." He strokes your hair while having the other hand behind your neck.
You awakened fully, looking at all the boys who are staring at you.
"What happened?" You curiously asked.
"Lucifer found you injured really badly on a hunt, but Cas healed you." Dean walked slowly up to you, still having the teary eyes from earlier.
"Lucifer?" You asked, confused.
Sam steps out of the way to let you see the vision of Lucifer.
"Hiya, Y/N. How ya feelin?" He asks in a perky tone, which didn't make you feel energized.
"Okay, I guess." You rubbed your head, looking at Cas, who had a sigh of relief, knowing that you are okay.
"You healed me?" You asked Cas, with a weakened smile.
"Yes." Cas simply answered.
Your smile got less weakened and you rested your head on Cas chest.
"Thank you." You whispered to him.
"Uh, what about me?" Lucifer popped in.
"Oh yeah, thanks." You rolled your eyes, lifting your head off of Cas chest. You did appreciate what Lucifer did for you, but you were confused why he did it. You thought he hated you and the boys.
You stand up, a little light headed from what you just recovered from, almost falling but Sam and Dean catch you from your fall. They give you a hug and a kiss on your head, making you feel at ease again.
***
While Sam and Dean talked to Lucifer, you and Cas were alone in the library bunker. You rubbed your head, having a little bump on the side. You close your eyes, letting out a big sign.
"What is it?" Cas curiously asked you, walking towards your injured body.
"I have a bump on my head and it hur-."
You were interrupted by Cas putting his gentle hand on your head, healing the bump you were just complaining about. You look up while he does it, seeing how powerful and kind the angel standing right in front of you is. You loved him.
"Thanks, Cas." You sigh.
"Anytime." Cas spoke, giving you a hug, followed by a soft kiss on your forehead. He has never kissed you like that before, you were surprised. You looked up at the innocent angel.
"Was that to much?" He asked, worryingly.
"No, of course not." You giggle, letting go of Cas from the hug.
"Oh okay, I thought I was, uh you know, overstepping." Cas stumbles.
"Oh no, you're not." You assured him.
"I see Dean do that with girls and they react by slapping his face. I didn't want my face slapped." Cas says innocently.
"Oh well that's Dean. You're-" You stopped, thinking about the word you wanted to use. Cas looks at you, confused.
"You're you." You finished.
You seek into Cas blue, ocean eyes making you blush just a little. You look away, hearing footsteps coming out of the kitchen.
"Okay, guys. Saddle up. We have another case in Alabama." Sam tells Cas and you, followed by Dean coming up behind him.
"Where's Lucifer?" You asked them.
"He's going to help us, but he's going to be on a very tight leash." Sam looks in the doorway, pointing out Lucifer with handcuffs on him.
You guys caught a case of where innocent people are dying in their households and the police reports reported that they died of natural causes, but what you guys have seen before, it's not natural causes.
You get in the impala, with you in the middle of Lucifer and Cas, listening to Metallica for the fifth time this week, and it was only Monday.
