My Guardian Angel (Castiel X Reader Epilogue)Castiel regained his strength quickly, healing himself the next day. He also healed the gashes on Dean’s chest and your side.
After driving most of the night and into the late morning, Dean had parked the impala on the side of the road and the four of you got out to stretch your legs. Castiel retrieved his trench coat from the trunk and surprisingly it was completely dry. Sam’s phone rang and he answered it. It was Garth. The call was brief but you understood from Sam’s side of the conversation that Garth had another job for them. After hanging up, Sam filled the rest of you in.
“Looks like Garth is having some trouble in Colorado and wants us to help him out. Just a shapeshifter,” Sam said, “nothing we can’t handle.”
“Then you won’t mind if we sit this one out?” Castiel asked, taking your hand in his.
“Not at all,” he said, and the two brothers walked back to the impala. “Just have he
My Guardian Angel (Castiel X Reader Part 4)When the impala finally rolled to a stop in the parking lot of a small rundown hotel, the sun was down and the moon high in the sky. Castiel softly spoke in your ear.
“We are here. Its time to wake up.”
You sat up, rubbing your eyes groggily and brushed the hair out of your face with your hand.
“What time is it?” you asked.
“A little past 11:00,” Dean said, “I’ll get a room, you guys can get the bags.”
The vacancy sign flickered and buzzed as you stepped out of the car. Castiel carried your pack for you and you noticed how he never brought anything with him. You wondered if he even owned any possessions. And furthermore, where did he go when he wasn’t with Sam and Dean? Did he have other friends? Or a family perhaps. Or was he just alone in this world as you felt?
The three of you met up with Dean and he unlocked the door to the small room.
Dean turned and spoke to you.
“Sorry there won’t be much privacy, but sinc
My Guardian Angel (Castiel X Reader Part 5)The drive back to the hotel was hard. You, Sam, and Dean had searched the library for clues, but nothing explained where the chains came from or where Castiel had gone. Without clues, the three of you hoped some research. There wasn’t really anything else you could do. You sat in the backseat by yourself and you were avoiding looking at the empty spot where Castiel should have been sitting, for fear the tears would break through the wall holding back your flood of emotions.
Taking several deep breaths so your voice wouldn’t break, you asked Sam and Dean, “What did she mean she was supposed to have my soul? I don’t understand how I am a part of this.”
“I’ve been going through that in my mind too,” Dean said, “Cas said he rescued you. From what? Can you give us details on what attacked you. I know you probably don’t want to relive those memories right now, but we need you to, for Cas.”
You nodded. They were right, and you