The Broken Angel

Vistor

You were washing dishes, to take your mind off of last night, and the other night, when you heard a knock at your door.

'Shit..'

You weren't expecting anyone, that's why you only had a tank-top and your underwear on. Another knock. "FBI." A gruff voice from the other side of the door said. "H-hold on!" You yelled, quickly grabbing a long hoodie since you didn't have time.

Opening the door, you were met by two handsome agents. "Hello miss, I'm Agent Perry, and this is my partner Agent Smith. We would like to ask you a few questions."

'Shit. This must be about what happened two nights ago..' You thought.

"Um..this isn't really a good time, agents." The shorter one, Smith, was the first to take a notice that your not wearing pants, making you blush.

"U-um, this won't be long. We promise." The taller one, Perry, smiled. 'Damn FBI..' You thought, but of course, you faked a smile and let them in.

As soon as they came in you closed the door, only to noticed a male in a trench coat walking towards your door. "Is um..he with you?" You asked, turning to the agents.

Smith sighed and nodded. "Yes. Is that ok?" He asked, you only gave a small, "Yea.." And as you opened the door again, his eyes widened for a short moment, then he had pain in his eyes. "Hello, agent?" You waited for him to show you badge, but he just walked past you.

"D- Smith, we need to g-go." Now you were getting nervous. Three fucking FBI agents!? At your door??! Like come one! You just wanted to get some rest after doing at least some cleaning.

"Ok um, I'm sorry but, Perry? You can stay right?" He nodded. You huffed, pushing past the men to your couch. You plopped down, wating for Agent P. to sit as well.

After the other two left, but not before earning a weird-sad look from the trench coat dude. Perry sat down and gave you a soft smile. "Would you like coffee? Water?" You asked, earning a nod from him.

After you gave him his coffee, you sat next to him. Then he asked you what happened..

~Flashback~

You were walking home from your job, at the animal shelter, when you heard muffled scream. You froze, then becoming hesitant, you grabbed your pistol from your bag, cocking it.

Walking towards the scream, you hear a crunching noise. Like..bones crunching.

You gulp as you see it...

A man..was eating your best friend that was like little a sister to you...

~End of Flashback~

You sniffled, grabbing a tissue and wiping your tears. "I'm sorry..its just..I knew her! She was m-my best friend.." He gave you a comforting side hug.

"I'm very sorry for your loss, miss Y/n." He gave a sad smile, as did you. You talked about what the male looked like, tall and skinny. A lab coat and black converse. He then asked if you saw anyone else. You, at first, thought you didn't but, he then told you that there was another body found, next to your dead best friends. That made you feel even worse.

He stayed longer to comfort you, at least until he got a call from his partners. But, unfortunately, there was a knock, not a call. And it was the agents. He explained everything to them in the kitchen. Then started whispering.

"I think one of us should at least keep an eye on her. She said that the person might have seen her." You were eavesdropping, of course.

I mean, you were curious. "I'll stay." The late agent, as you called him, spoke up. This made you shift.

Him? He's giving you those vibes. Like, sexu- no, no, no. WEIRD VIBES. Yea..

"Castiel, are you sure? You seemed to be giving her..looks. Like you knew her." Agent P. said. Wait, Castiel?

Castiel

Castiel

Castiel

Castiel

Cas..tiel