Supernatural Fanfiction pt 2

Chapter 22

Danyel's POV

          We pulled up to the gate and the Jeep jerked to a stop. We jumped out and headed inside. They were escorting me to quarantine when I glanced and saw Cas and Dean, they were scruffy looking and war torn. There was a woman there too, but she had on a face cover and short hair. Then I saw her eyes, only one person besides Cas had those blue eyes, it was Stirling. She was here. I went along to quarantine and waited for what came next.

Stirling's POV
          "Hey, Red Head, I need some help over here!" I heard a short guy holler in a NY accent, I whipped around and glared at him, I took off my face cover "That wasn't very nice" "Sorry bout that sweetheart, most of us don't know your name." He shrugged "Well, for starters my name's Stirling" he stopped what he was doing and slowly turned to me with widened eyes "Like THE Stirling, as in the War hero?" I tilted my head in confusion "Wait, what? War hero? I'm no hero." I said, confused. Dean strode over "Alright, I think it's time you see Cas, you've been avoiding him long enough and you have an arm injury" he grabbed my arm and dragged me to what looked like Cas' cabin. "Get behind me," Dean said to me, I did so and waited as he knocked on the door.
          " Hey Cas, we have someone who needs stitches." Dean said, which was surprisingly true, I had a gash on my arm. "Coming." His gruff voice sounded through the door. He opened the door and looked to Dean, " Ok, where is this person?" I stepped out from behind Dean. Cas looked as though he were about to faint, I smirked, my eyebrows raised is amusement, trying my hardest not to laugh at his motions. "Uh ,Come in, come in!" Cas said hurriedly.
              My jacket sleeve was cut and there was a gash on my arm. I took off the jacket and tactical gear. I was in tactical cargo pants, mid calf, black combat boots and a turtleneck. I sat in the chair, grabbing the whiskey off the table and poured it over the wound, cleansing it, I also took a small sip, just in case if there was a lot of pain. Cas came over with a needle and med thread. I sat backward in the chair my left shoulder facing him and perched on the back of the chair, my left fist on my right shoulder.
          I looked to Cas. "What did that guy mean by 'War hero'?" I asked. He huffed, still stitching at the long gash. "You saved the entire camp, with your Angel mojo and everything. A-and you saved me as well. If it weren't for you, all of the United stated, maybe even the world would be totally overrun with Croats." I gulped. "What else?" I asked "W-Well I kinda have a thing for you." He said sheepishly "And if I don't make a move over in your world, you better make the move. Because I don't know what would happen." He said. I stayed silent, blushing like mad. "Thanks Cas" I Gabe his cheek a quick kiss before sitting back in the chair.
           As Cas stitched away, Dean brought in another person, she had blonde hair with blue highlights. It was Danyel. "Wait, I thought she went missing a few months ago?" I said, surprised "Castiel from 2009 sent me to fetch you."Danyel stated. "Well, during that time period, I was weak and my energy was drained" Cas said as he stitched my gash closed. I looked at him, my eyes showing kindness, " Whatever happens here, right now, is not your fault" I said, kindness flowing with my words. "Thank you." Cas said as he looked at me, I saw something in his eyes, I couldn't quite place.
"Alright, enough with the chick-flick moments, we have a raid on a warehouse, we hear that Lucifer might be there. We can get Sammy back." Dean said. "Are you stoned?" I asked Cas. "Generally, yeah" he said as he chuckled, my mouth curved into a half smile, whatever happens here, Cas was gonna get us out.

Later
          We were assigned our groups. Dean was to confront Lucifer, while Cas, Danyel and I were to hold back the Croats. We got to the designated place. I loaded my AR-15 and cocked my pistol. Holding my AR-15 at my side I followed Cas into the warehouse, Croats were everywhere, the other team was on the other side of the room. The shooting began. Me and Danyel stuck together and took down every Croat, of course with the help of Cas and the other teams. I looked to see Cas on the ground.
          "No!" I ran over to Cas there was a wound in his midsection, I put pressure on it. I flipped my hair out of my face and breathed out. I felt a hand on my face, I looked to see Cas, his hand covering the side of my face " This is my time" no this can't be happening "Hey! Hey, look at me Cas, you're not gonna die, not today!" I yelled. He grabbed the base of my neck and pulled me to him, but before he could do anything his hand dropped, his eyes loosing their bright shine, blue turned grey. My head lowered in loss. I slowly got up and ran to Dean's location, I ran and ran. I got to Dean just as Lucifer snapped his neck. "No!" I yelled again. I ran to Lucifer, I tried to tackle him, but as I was about to drop kick him, he grabbed my ankle and brought me down on the ground, he held me down by my neck. "Now sweetheart, is that anyway to treat your brother" Sam's face looked at me with an evil smirk. "We aren't related." I snarled. I so hoped I'd never live to see that.
          He touched my forehead, and white noise rang in my ears and pain flashed behind my eyelids. I screamed. The pain slowly ebbed, but it felt as if something was on my arm. "That's the Mark of Cain, I saw you were worthy, so I gave it to you." I gave a battle cry and grabbed my AR-15 and shot at Lucifer, but he just walked away unharmed. I fell to my knees, tears clouding me vision.
          I then felt a pull on my soul, it was Cas, from our time. I quickly ran to Danyel, who also felt the pull. I felt a rush and we were back in the motel, I had to lean on Danyel for support, legs weak . I looked at Cas, I let go of Danyel and hugged Cas tightly, fingers clutching his shoulders, not letting go. He already knew what had happened. He lightly brushed his hand on my arm where the Mark was, it stung slightly. It burned red, surprisingly I was able to calm myself. Why, why did I have to bear the Mark of Cain?