Categories > TV > Supernatural > Gotta Be Somebody

Cry

by saramichellehardy

Dean Winchester and Castiel have a surprise on their hands, and Sam is in no posistion to help!

Category: Supernatural - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Drama,Romance - Published: 2009-06-11 - Updated: 2009-06-12 - 1172 words - Complete

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Castiel was laying asleep on the couch when his stomach felt like it was twisting in a know. Agony filled him, and he sat up quickly, reaching under his stomach to touch his belly. No. No, not now!

"Anna!" he yelled.

"What?" the redhead angel asked. Her brown eyes grew as wide as saucers. "Oh my God."

Castiel saw it, too. A beautiful young woman had stepped into the room, her eyes the unmistakable bloody scarlet of a Crossroads Demon. Cas stood up and stepped away from the woman, knowing that the tile to collect the price it had bargained was now. But the angel had no intention of giving up either his son or his daughter. They were each a part of him, a part of Dean.

"I think you know what time it is, Castiel," the demon said, grinning wickedly. It extended its hand. "Come here."

"No," Cas said, knowing he had to stall until Dean got back. "There's no way. You can't have either one of my children."

"I can't have them, huh? And here I was under the impression that I was simply going to take the child away. But here's the question." The demon started toward him. "Do I take the son or the daughter?"

Anna stepped in front of the demon. "I may not necessarily like Castiel all that much, but when I'm given a mission, I complete it, and my mission is to protect Castiel and the children growing inside of him. So sorry there, Blondie, but you're going to have to go."

"Since when does a demon let an angel boss them around?"

The demon punched Anna squarely in the jaw, but the angel didn't even stumble. Instead, she turned and puched back, her knuckles snapping the demon's nose with ease. Blood rolled down the woman's face, soaking the neck of her white button-up blouse. She smiled and tackled Anna, taking them both to the floor.

Please Dean, Castiel thought, as he began to melt to the ground. Please hurry.

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Gazardiel showed up just as Dean revealed the Colt.

"Dean, don't!" Bobby yelled, but Dean's fury was over-powering. He leveled the gun straight with Sam's head and watched as Asher's smile widened. This was what the demon wanted.

The shot rang in Dean's ears, and he watched as Sam's body jerked, the bullet entering point blank between his eyes. Blood sprayed out, and Sam's tall, lean form collapsed to the ground. Gazardiel sprinted to Sam's side and exorcised Asher before there was time for him to escape. The angel lifted Sam in his arms and met Dean's eyes with his pained blue ones.

"What have you done?" Gazardiel asked. Then, in a brilliant flash of light, both angel and human were gone.

Dean ignored Bobby's face and headed for the door. "Come on, I have an angel waiting at home."

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Dean took in the situation at Bobby's house. The Crossroads Demon was standing over Cas's unconscious body with a knife in its human hand, unbuttoning his shirt. Anna was unsconscious as well, her long red hair covering her face. Sighing, Dean raised the Colt and fired.

The demon screamed as half of its face exploded in a gush of blood, brain, and skull. Dean took the chance and shouldered it aside, scooping Castiel into his arms. Then he raised the Colt again and pulled the trigger again, blowing the other side of the demon's face away. The entire mess became a pile of ash which was blown away and disappeared in seconds.

"Anna, are you okay?" Bobby asked, helping the angel to her feet.

Anna wavered a moment before nodding. "Yeah. What about Cas?"

Dean sat down on the couch and cradled Castiel in his arms, stroking the angel's pale face with his fingertips. Tears started to slowly trek down his cheeks as he rocked back and forth, willing Cas to wake up and look at him. That was all Dean needed to be assure the angel was okay.

"Why won't he wake up?" Dean whined, his entire body beginning to shiver with every sob. "Cas, wake up."

Anna pressed her fist to her mouth and knelt in front of Dean, reaching out to touch Castiel's chest. Dean watched as she moved her hand from his chest to his throat to his stomach.

"Everything's fine," she whispered as a single tear slipped down her face. "He should be awake."

Dean moaned and clutched Cas tight to himself, his heart breaking in his chest. He'd been too late. Maybe the demon hadn't taken one of his children, but what had it done to Castiel? It was dead! Cas should be okay!

"Dean," Bobby said gruffly, squeezing the hunter's shoulder. "I don't know what the demon did to Castiel, but Anna can fix it, right?" He looked at the redhead. "Right?"

"That's just it," Anna said. "I don't know what it is. How can I fix it?"

Then, a soft light began to glow from the middle of the room. Dean watched in disbelief as Sam stepped from it, a pair of silver blue wings stretching from his back. He was so beautiful it took everything in Dean not to cry harder.

"Sammy?" he whispered.

"Yes." Sam stood before Dean and stroked Castiel's forehead. "Dean, Cas needs to come back to heaven with me."

"What?" Dean asked, his hazel eyes widening. "No! Sammy, I love him! He has to stay with me. We have a family to raise, children coming!"

"I know," Sam said, his brown eyes warm and gentle as they took in Dean's face. "But he has to come back with me."

"Then promise you'll bring him back," Dean begged.

Sam shook his head. "Dean, I have to take him back."

Dean's entire body went limp as Sam removed Castiel from his arms and disappeared in another soft glow of light. Everything in him felt dead, ruined and destroyed. He had loved Cas, and Cas was gone. Forever. Dean had followed Castiel's orders and done what he thought, no, what he knew was right. He had helped the angels of heaven with their missions, but the God that had allowed him to love Castiel had taken him away.

"Dean," Anna said quietly, "Sam might bring him back."

"What kind of cruel God would give me one of His angels and then take him away?" Dean demanded, pushing himself to his feet, dragging his forearm against his face. "I did what I was told, I followed orders. I've been saving the world, and this is how I get repayed? I lose everything?"

Bobby shook his head. "Dean-"

Dean ignored him and ran outside to the car. He couldn't take it anymore. He jumped behind the wheel and turned the radio up. The words spilling from the speakers matched his mood almost perfectly.

Give it up baby. I hear your goodbye. Nothin's gonna save me. I see it in your eyes.

Cas, he thought, as he drove the Metallicar into the Suburban just ahead.
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