Bobby Singer's Daughter - A Supernatural Fan Fiction

Chapter One hundred and Three - Leverage

He takes us to dad's after Crowley departs, the house is quiet everyone asleep, Dean's sprawled on the couch when he rises from his sleep after I touch his shoulder.

"Hello, Dean," Castiel says.

"How'd you get in here?" he asks getting to his feet and I clutch at his arm trying to calm myself down, "the angel-proofing Bobby put up on the house – he got a few things wrong."

"Well it's too bad we got to angel proof in the first place, isn't it? Why are you here? Besides bringing Melanie back after putting her in danger again."

He takes my arm looping it through his to hold me against his side.

"I want you to understand."

'Oh believe me; I get it," Dean snaps, "blah, blah, Raphael, right?"

"I'm doing this for you, Dean. I'm doing this because of you!" Dean scoffs, "because of me. yeah. You got to be kidding me."

"You're the one who taught me that freedom and free will..." Dean stops him right there though, "you're a freakin' child, you know that? Just because you can do what you want with who you want doesn't mean that you get to do whatever you want!"

"You're not helping," I mutter but they ignore me, "I know what I'm doing Dean."

"I'm not gonna logic you, okay? I'm saying don't...just cause. I'm asking you not to. That's it."

"I don't understand,' he says.

Dean rubs his face before speaking, "look, next to Sam and Bobby along with Melanie, who is my wife, you are like family– that you are like a brother to me. So, if I'm asking you not to do something...you got to trust me man."

"Or what?" He takes a step getting into Dean's personal space; I grip his arm tightly partially afraid that he'll use me against Dean to prove a point. "Or I'll have to do what I have to do to stop you."

"You can't Dean," he snaps his fingers and now I'm in his grip, "you're just a man, I'm an angel." His fingers dig into my arm, "and with a warrior I'm sure to win."

"I've taken some pretty big fish," he challenges, "you better let go of my wife; I can deal with a lot Castiel but not when you threaten my family with stupidity."

"I'm sorry Dean."

"Well I'm sorry too, then."

Castiel keeps me in an abandoned house but it's still slightly livable, he uses the collar once again forcing me to stay in this place; what he doesn't know is that I snuck Dean's cell from his pocket that night I've kept in touch but neither him nor Sam could get a solid track on my location. A few days have passed and I think Cass has forgotten that I need to eat and drink when there's a knock at the front door which concerns me, Cass usually pops in keeping the door locked at all times; he's also the only one that knows where I am. With panic setting in I head upstairs, I know I could probably take on whoever it is but if there's more than a few of them then I'm no use so as I climb the stairs, I dial Dean's number and listen to the phone ring and he picks up after a while.

"Lennie? What's going on?"

"Dean...there's," just then I hear the front door fall to the ground, "there's someone here...after me...please!"

"What are they Lennie?" He asks.

"I'm going to assume demons, but I didn't stick around to find out," I get myself jammed into a bedroom and lock the door, "go to the nearest window and jump, Melanie," he commands, "it'll hurt way less than what they might do to you. I'll do what I can to get to you somehow."