The Bodyguard (is the Omega)

28.

Michael spat out the the gag as soon as the knot was released. Castiel had him tied to a dining chair and set right in front of the house in the snow. The sky was turning a pallid grey. They had spent the night inside by the fire, the broken window nailed up. Ruby was stitched up, the bullet had hit her in the back leg. She would need proper surgery to reset the bones Gabriel said but her life was not in danger. All night, Castiel and Ketch took turns keeping watch but there were no more intruders. Michael moaned and whined till he fell asleep with his mouth gagged. Castiel had made no attempt to question him, instructing everyone to stay quiet and let the sounds Michael was making fill up the night. It was an unendurable six hours, their nerves were rubbed raw and on an almost hourly basis Castiel questioned his own tactics. When it was bright enough, he left Michael outdoors, the gag taken off, whispering one single sentence in his ear: "He's never coming for you, you're nothing."

That set Michael wailing and crying. Cursing heaven and hell. His speech was barely understandable, he never gave a name. Just incessant begging and threats, the noisy refrain "I'm the real Dean, you want me."

Dean found it difficult to listen to Michael and after about an hour, Castiel gagged him again. Cuffed and moping, Michael dragged his feet as the group began their walk to town. It took a few rough shoves from Ketch to get his feet moving at an acceptable speed, Castiel followed close by eyes scanning the forests. He kept Michael and Dean close to each other, almost side by side, shielding Dean on both sides. Sam carried Ruby in a sling. She was heavy and Gabriel rotated with Sam so they wouldn't be slowed down.

After about six hours of walking through the snow they were almost in town. There were roads up ahead and the trees were thinning out. Everyone gave a sigh of relief at the sight of the far off church steeple.

"Just a couple miles and we can get help," Gabriel said brightly.

Michael stumbled, falling to his knees.

"Get up!" Ketch ordered.

Michael didn't respond. Dean knelt down beside him, putting up his hand to stop Ketch from kicking him with his foot.

"I think he passed out, thank fuck," Dean said, he leant down to nudge Michael only to find his sleeve clenched between Michael's teeth. Dean yelped, scrambling back but Michael hung on like he was rabid. Castiel seized Michael by the jaw, applying pressure with his thumb until Michael unclenched with a clack of his teeth. Castiel used Michael's swaying momentum to throw him backwards, landing him ass first in the snow.

"That's it, I'm done with him!" Dean threw his hands up in the air. "You're a maniac and you ain't even good looking!"

Castiel tried to stop Dean but the alpha was furious. He leapt forward, stomping down on Michael's face. An ugly pink smear spread out on the pristine snow, Dean jumped up and down, his eyes golden and his face twisted.

"Fake fuck!" Dean went stomp, stomp, stomp. "You want my fucking life? You want my mate? You're dead meat!"

Castiel stood dumbfounded at the display of violence, Ketch looked like he was about to vomit. Charlie and Jack were still a few meters away, they were stopped dead in their tracks. Michael writhed one last time on the ground and stopped moving.

"Dean!" Castiel pulled the alpha away from the body. "What the fuck!"

Dean turned pleading eyes to Castiel. "It was self defence! He was gonna come after me again, I just know it. I had to Cas!"