When I wake up || Destiel || AU || Ch.1

Castiel’s pov


I was standing in the middle of the deserted barn, the ground was covered in a thick layer of sand, hay, thatch and dust. Old rusty machinery scattered around the building, the wind softly howling around them.

I knew he was close, I could feel his energy. Energy that once felt fraternal and close. Now it felt more like a threat, which it obviously was.

Suddenly a chill ripped its way through my spine. He was standing behind me.

‘’Hello, little brother. I can see that time hasn’t done any good for you. My sincere condolences, I didn’t know you had lost your grace. Good for me that it makes things even easier to finish. Let’s dance, shall we?’’

Rage was building inside of me, tensing me up, creeping over the back of my head, clenching my teeth.

I turned around to face my fallen brother, the brother that had been by my side for milions of years.

His bright green eyes were literally shining behind the dark locks of hair that were falling in front of his pinched face. His black suit finished off the look. It was very appropriate for his rank as grand Duke of Hell.

He tilted his head, a crooked sneer wrinkled the skin around his mouth, exposing his toothpaste-commercial-white teeth.

‘’Come on, Castiel. Talk to me. I always loved drama, you know that!’’ He roared with laughter.

I felt my anger filling my chest, tightening every single muscle in my body.

‘’Forcas.’’ I hissed. Fury started to slowly drip down my distorted face.

He knit his brow and pursed his lips ‘’Oh my gosh, he knows my name!’’ he mocked me and laughed again.

I grabbed my blade and lifted my foot to start walking to him, only to be thrown against a rusty agrimotor with only one snap of Forcas’ fingers. I hit the vehicle with my back and faceplanted the dirty floor.

With firm footsteps he walked to me and crouched in front of me, ripped the blade from my hand and lifted it over his head.

‘’Did you really think you could overpower me? You are a pathetic piece of shit. You are no better than the cockroaches you hang out with! I mean, just look at yourself!’’ he whispered and pulled me up by my tie until I was sitting up against.

‘’Leave him alone, Forcas!’’ a familiar voice blared through the barn.

Forcas looked over his shoulder, the blade still clutched in his skinny hand. He laughed again.

‘’Ah, the cockroaches have arived. Look, Castiel. The Winchesters are about to witness your death.’’ He yelled, he than looked back at me, his eyes filled with rapture.

I looked around the fallen angel that was still crouched in front of me, Sam and Dean were standing in the doorway of the barn. They looked furious, Sam was holding a holy-oil molotov and Dean was clutching an angel blade.

Forcas smiled ‘’Yeah, that’s right. Take a good look at them, it will be the last you will ever see of them. You know why?’’ he chuckled and leaned in until his lips were almost touching my ear ‘’Because you, baby brother, are going to die.’’ he breathed and giggled ‘’I made a rhyme!’’

He looked around at the Winchester brothers one more time ‘’Say bye bye to your feathered friend, boys.’’ he hissed as he flipped the blade in his hand and pushed it in my abdomen. I heard a scream.

From that point everything seemed to be one big blur.

I saw a flash of light, a sharp pain started to spread over my body, boiling under my skin, burning in my bones.
Another flash followed by two arms picking me up and pulling me in an embrace.

‘’Cas, no!’’ I heard Dean’s voice cry out. He held me pushed against his chest, I could feel his heartbeat, his sobbing chest. ‘’I’m sorry, Cas. I’m so sorry.’’ he cried and kissed my hair.

‘’He’s dead, Dean. Forcas is gone.’’ Sam said, his voice trembling.

The pain started to become unbearable, the blade was still stuck in my stomach. I looked down to examine the damage, but I knew I wasn’t gonna make it this time. I hoped this was the last time.

I looked at Dean’s face, tears were streaming down his flushed cheeks as he held me close. Trying to say goodbye, but he couldn’t.

With the strength that was still left in my arms I pulled him even closer, locking my lips with his for a while.
When I pulled back Dean smiled a little.

‘’It’s okay, Dean. You can let me go.’’ I wheezed ‘’Just let go.’’

Dean shook his head violently ‘’No, no no no. I’m not gonna let you die. We will fiure it out. We will find a way. We will patch you up!’’ he sobbed ‘’Right, Sammy?’’ he said and looked at his younger brother who was now sitting next to us on the floor.

But Sam kept silent, he knew this was a lost cause, he knew I was dying.

He looked back at me ‘’Cas, please say something. Say something!’’ he rocked me a bit.

I was holding my last breath, I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to leave Sam and Dean, especially Dean.

As I kept my gaze locked on Dean’s I parted my lips ‘’I love you.’’ I said and exhaled for the last time. The pain started to fade, and so did the world around me.

In the distance I heard Dean cry out my name, softly echoing, his voice dying as the darkness took over his embrace and pulled me out of his arms into the depth of nothingness.