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From Rob Insta

Castiel and you were created out of the same energy. Father was trying something new. You are born of the same essence. The bond cannot be described.

When you were young, you remember doing everything together. Most importantly when Gabriel took both of you to learn about the new world Father had created. 

Castiel and you realized your purpose. For the rest of your existence you stubbornly protect this world and its creatures. 

Now…

You are staring at your brother’s lifeless vessel. Dean had brought him inside and put him on the table. You feel something akin to suffocating. Castiel has been put back together time and again. This time feels different.

Father is not around.

Here lays your brother (...first Lo--), your best friend. (no do not let that in..) The other half of you has died. (..it is...too much)

All because you both chose to protect this world. You both chose to be stubborn. You both chose to fight. You both chose these flannel-wearing boys. Was this worth it?

Author : ThatPleasantNightmare 

Word Count : 1847

Characters involved : Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Chuck!God , Castiel, Claire Novak, invented characters.

Summary : There she was. God's most perfect creation.

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They though it was going to be an easy case. A hunter going rogue and saving angels. Even if they weren't that evil, Sam and Dean had a past and spend most of their time fighting with them since they heard of their existence. Dean was humming to the rhythm of the Metallica song playing in his car, tapping his hand on the wheel, while Sam was going through her file. " - So, get this, he started, she is registered in the French branche of the Men of Letter, was born in France and was hunting with her father around Europe until he was killed by a pack of werewolves. - Learn the job on the field ? Asked Dean, eyes focused on the road. - Yeah, pretty much like us. She was... thirteen when her father died. She moved a few months later to Ireland, where she was hunting ever since. - Ireland? The Brits didn't say they had no monsters anymore? - Dude, Ireland is independent, answered Sam, rolling his eyes. He continued ; Apparently, Ireland got a lot of monsters and all the sigils protecting the country were removed when they won their independence. Guess they're not "friends" with the British Men of Letters. - Yeah, I bet, Dean snorted. " He parked the car in front of a motel where they decided to stay for the night. " - So what the Irish French girl is doing here and why she's attacking people trying to hurt angels? - No idea, that's what we need to understand, retorded Sam, getting off the passenger's seat. There she was, standing over the vampire's body she just killed. Trying to catch her breath, she swiped her face full of blood with the hem of her shirt. He's been watching over her for a long time now, and couldn't stop admiring her courage. Even with all the crap she'd been through, she still believed in God, she was still praying, asking for forginess, when frankly God should have been the one apologising to her. She took her phone off her pocket and seemed to text someone, probably telling her team that she eliminated the nest. She sighed quite loudly and before he knew it, he heard her prayers. She was asking God to forgive her for killing thoses vampires and hoping they would find peace wherever they were going. This is what drawn him to her; she had the purest soul he had ever seen. She concluded her prayers and walked slowly to her car, her leg pretty hurt. She checked her pockets and furrowed her eyebrows; where the hell were her car keys? Thinking she dropped them while fighting, she was going to head back to the empty building but before she could make a step, he appeared before her. She took a step back but didn't touch the machete fixed to her belt; curiously, she felt at ease, but still suspicious. Before she could talk, he snapped his fingers and all her body pain seemed to vanish. She checked herself, still not sure of what was happening and took a look at the man in front of her ; casual t-shirt & jeans, scruffed beard and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He smiled shyly to her, scratching his beard before clearing his throat. And honestly, she never felt more at peace. " - I heard your prayers, and I'm here to help, he stated, placing his hands on her forehead. " Dean was waiting by the car, enjoying the sun before taking the road again. Closing his eyes, he leaned on his Impala, sighing calmly. " - Ok, thank you for the intel, he heard Sam and opened one eye, looking at his brother hanging up. That was hmm... Rory McLead, a fellow hunter from Ireland. He is one of the last person to see her. Apparently, they left her takes an entire vampire nest on her own, which she did but she came back different. - Different? How? The older brother wondered. - Took her belongings, and bought an airplane to the States. - Tired of the job maybe. - It's more than that. Apparently, she was a very devoted person and she was acting ... oddly. - Oddly ? Cas-like oddly ? You think she could have say yes to an angel? - That's what we need to find out. This is the last place she had been seen. Cas will meet us there, the youngest concluded. " Dean nodded, and opened his car door, ready to hit the road. Two hours later, they were taking their gears in the truck, taking slowly the path to the abandonned factory. Holding their guns down, they opened doors after doors, taking turns on who was protecting who. " - I'm starting to think that this place is empty, mumbled Dean but Sam made a movement to shush him. " The older finally heard voices, coming from the next room. With his hand, Sam showed Dean a door on the left, slightly opened while he took the direction of the door on the right. Slowly making their way, they finally saw what was happening; A group of demons were talking around a person tied up to a chair, Sam, from his point of view, couldn't see the girl being beaten by the demons right now, but Dean could, and it wasn't what he was expecting. " What the hell, he growled. "

The two girls were sitting on their hotel beds, facing each other. The oldest smiled gently at the other, putting her hands on her knees, pressing carefully. " - It's gonna be alright, I promise, she assured, trying to catch the other's blue eyes. The youngest chucked; passing a hand in her messy blond hair. - Yeah, I guess you're right, just gonna be a bait for a bunch of demons, no big deal, she retorted sarcastically. - I told you, the other one said, passing her hand on her face, I know what's going to happen. I don't like the idea either but I saw it happened like that. You know I wouldn't put you at risk if I could. - I know, always trying to protect me in each hunt. - I don't want you to get hurt, the oldest murmured, letting her head down. " The youngest looked up at the brunette in front of her. They had know each other just for a few months now but have been hunting together since they met. She believed her story, and wanted to help her in her crazy quest. She knew she had to be careful with strangers after all that happened to her but she was differend, she could tell. And all that mattered by now. " - I believe you. If you say that's gonna be okay, then I'm in, she annonced, kneeling in front of her so that she could see her face. The words made her look up, smiling. - Thank you, she articulated, her eyes planted in the blond's one " After a while, they started making plans and get ready for action. " Jody is gonna kill me if she found out " the youngest thought.

Sam saw his brother mouthing the name "Claire" and understood that she was the one tied up. And before one of the demon could hit her again, Castiel appeared, grabbing his hand with one of his own and stabbing him with his angel blade with the other. " Son of a bitch " utted Dean, attacking the demons without any plans, Sam following behind. They killed the seven demons there pretty easily but gulped when they saw more than twenty demons coming after. Before the first demon could get the youngest Winchester, they saw a woman storming out from the door at the first floor, jumping in the air and landing on the demon's body, angel blade planted in his throat. Before anyone could react, she took a second angel blade in her other hand, going into fight. The three men looked at each other, a bit shocked. " - Guys, go help her! " They heard Claire shouting, making them react and helping the mysterious woman who had already took down half of the demons. Killing her last demon in sight, she saw Dean struggling with one while another one was coming after him. He stabbed the first one in the abdomen and faced the second, a bit surprised, mostly, by the angel blade going through his skull, killing him instantly. Dean standed there, dumbfounded. " You're welcome " he heard the brunette snickered while taking her angel blade out of the demon face. She snapped her fingers and Claire was out of her chair, coming right at her. Putting two fingers on her forehead, she healed the bruises and cuts she had. " - You're okay? She asked her, Claire nodding and smiling. - Ok, now, what the hell? Who are you? Claire, get away from her, Dean whisper-yelled. Castiel was silent, observing the scene. Claire didn't moved and stayed side to side with the brunette, taking her hand in hers. " - No Dean, she objected, eyes planted in his. You need to hear her. " Dean was going to object but Sam put his hand on his shoulder, silently telling him to calm down. " - Okay, I'll hear you out. Are you an angel ? Asked Dean, crossing his arms. - Bad pickup line, even from you. And no, I am not, she answered calmly. - You have grace in you but no vessel's mind, I don't understand, murmured Cas. - I could say the same about you, Castiel, she smiled. - I've been rebuild by God himself, I don't think it's...oh. He finished abruptly, starting to understand. - What "oh" Cas, what's going on in here ? The older brother yelled, this all thing starting to get to his nerves. " She looked at Claire, who gave her a reassuring nod and a squeeze to the hand. She cleared her throat and started. " - My name is Céleste. I'm a hunter. Less than a year ago, God found me. He... I've been touched by God. - That sounds sexual, she heard Dean whisper to his brother, smirking fading when he saw her eyes. - I am human like you – except Castiel – but I also have angelic powers. I'm a living weapon created for God's war.I have his knowledge and I can predict things that are going to happen. And let me tell you that a war is coming from Hell. You'll need me and I'll need you by my side. So what do you say ? "

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Hi guys! It’s been a while ahah. Coming back with a Supernatural imagine this time, wanted to try to get my idea on paper and decided to publish it for you ! Any ideas? Feedbacks? Part 2? Let me know xx

Me: Good.

Mom: You like it?

Me: Yeah. *pauses* Given the way season 14 ended, it makes sense that this is the final season. There can't be a bigger bad than this final one.

Mom: Who is it?

Me: *hesitates* God.