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Post by Anna on Apr 16, 2009 1:45:03 GMT -4
"What's wrong with him? What's happened? What's wrong?"
Dean's words had been ignored for the moment. Truth be told she did not know what was wrong with Castiel; that scared her, if an angel could truly feel scared. She thought she could at least feel a resemblance to what she knew it felt like.
When Cas's eyes locked with Anna's, she held his gaze until the prayer was finished. She had hoped that hearing the pray all the way through would help him in some way. The fact that he had looked up when she spoke let her at least know he had heard her.
“I…I could not…I didn’t…he’s forsaken me.”
Anna's posture visibly stiffened as she listened to Castiel's broken speech. She watched as he curled up again and more blood was revealed. Her human form would surely have grimaced before she'd remembered who she was.
“She has taken it…she used me…I was…distracted…I was…it was broken because of me…I will be damned,” Castiel’s words came out rushed and feverish as his body shuddered.
"No, Cas..." she started before Dean spoke up again.
"What is going on?" Dean demanded. "Cas, who are you talking about? And who is "she"? What did she take? You need to talk to us so that we can help you."
Dean's words stole her attention again and she moved her gaze to the mortal then his hands that were still holding Cas. Lifting her hands from her legs where they had been resting in her crouched position, she grasped Dean's hands. "Dean you are scaring him even more," she said before gently tugging at his hands to release the angel.
Once his grasp released Castiel she intertwined a hand with his for a moment, giving a small squeeze before letting go. Her gaze moved to his face and she offered him a small smile before once again returning her attention to Castiel.
She raised her hand once more and hesitated before placing it lightly on one of his knees.
"Cas." His crazed state caused her to be cautious, her voice soft as if trying not to frighten a kitten. "Try and calm yourself. Focus on my voice." For a moment Anna thought she sounded like a psychiatrist but quickly shook it off. Now was no time for making fun of oneself.
She drew in a deep breathe before releasing it. "Who hurt you. What did they take," she said. "Dean is right. We need to know Cas....Who did this to you. What happened."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 16, 2009 4:24:21 GMT -4
Castiel’s struggles to pull his hands from Dean’s grasp grew weaker as the trembling which ripped through his battered body grew more severe. The grip burned into his flesh eliciting the memory of his brother’s holding him still…rendering him helpless as he was torn away from his Father just as Lilith had done. He had been forced to fall and he had never felt as empty and alone in his entire existence. It would be the silence which tore through him and killed him he could feel it…he could feel everything.
“She took it…” Castiel groaned attempting to find the proper words in his mind as Dean’s questions reached him…all of the questions yet Castiel knew that with each question the fault lay with him. His grace had been torn from him; used to aid in the rise of Lucifer and his Father would smite him down for it and he would deserve it.
“Dagger…she used it to…to tear it from me…” Castiel groaned his shuddering form jerking in response to another sudden jolt of pain. His breathing was hitching in his chest as every moment began more of a struggle to breath.
"No, Cas..." Anna’s voice sliced through Castiel’s panic and his wide eyes found hers once more as he pulled his head from his knees and stared back at her the feeling of helplessness overwhelming. She did not believe he would be damned…she was falling she would not understand. Castiel would be damned his grace lie in the hands of demons…he had aided Lucifer he would be…he had been cast down from heaven and it would only be a matter of time before his wings were torn from him as well and he was left to suffer for eternity upon the racks of hell.
Castiel stared past the two in front of him his eyes latching upon the demon and the boy which had demon blood running through him and his eyes darkened. For a moment his eyes are blank blue orbs staring at nothing, and then they focus angrily upon the two by the door.
“Demons…”
Castiel’s voice was harsh and panicked; his cold eyes never leaving the two who stood just inside of the door of the room. The demons had taken it; they had used the feelings he had dared to allow himself to develop against him; it had been as Uriel charged him with and now he would pay for his weakness.
The moment Dean’s hands released their hold upon Castiel he pulled his arms against his chests his body shuddering against itself as he once again attempted to pull himself into a ball as pain flared through his nerves.
“Father do not forsake me…please…” Castiel’s desperate plea was repeated time after time as his hands gripped into his own flesh holding himself into the tight ball. He jerked in panic as he felt Anna lay her hand upon him and his wide blue eyes locked with hers his breath shuddering and gasping from his lips as a fit of coughs tore their way from his lungs causing his body to convulse as it heaved desperately to pull in oxygen. He coughed violently as blood fell from his lips and stained the once pristine white shirt of his vessel. But it was no longer a vessel it was his own body he no longer felt the presence of the man he had possessed within him and Castiel knew his own actions had taken the man’s life.
Castiel’s eyes swam within Anna’s as he fought to grasp upon the questions she asked him. He sued what little strength he could muster and grabbed for her yet fell short and crumpled on to the ground his back hitting the motel floor and forcing a cry of anguish from him as his eyes slammed shut in resignation and tears burned down his face leaving streaks through the blood upon his cheeks.
“Grace of…13…she needed the grace…I served…she said…I served her Lord…Father will…he will forsake me…I cannot…cannot hear him…” Castiel forced the words from his parted lips his breaths burning as he forced the lungs which were failing him to inhale air into his shattered body.
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Post by Almighty Admin on Apr 16, 2009 4:34:51 GMT -4
Sam had no idea what was happening but it seemed with every second the situation grew more and more confusing and more and more severe. In a moment it was Anna who had joined them in the room and she was immediately by his brother’s side looking down upon Castiel who only seemed to worsen by the moment. He had never seen an angel in that condition and he prayed to whoever might be listening that he would never see it again. The desperation and anguish that rolled from Castiel was enough to break anyone and Sam didn’t know how long he could listen to the angel suffer before taking it upon himself to force help upon him whether he wanted it or not.
The words which fell from him desperately made no sense and neither did his condition…none of it made any sense and Sam casted a look at Ruby to see if she had any idea what the hell had occurred or what was even capable of doing such a thing to an angel.
“Anna…what could do…”
“Demons…
Sam’s words froze on his lips as he stared back into the cold eyes of the angel as he hurled the simple label at him. He wasn’t a demon…wasn’t evil but the hatred that the angels eyes held spoke a different story and Sam took a step back not wanting to agitate him any further then he already was.
As Castiel’s panic and pain grew so did Sam’s own anguish; he wanted to help but Castiel had made it more than clear that apparently the help of himself and Ruby were not welcomed…they were “demons.”
As Castiel fell into a fit of coughs and blood fell from his lips Sam knew that they had to get his bleeding under control or the angel would die upon the floor within moments.
“He’s going to die Anna…he’s going to bleed to death...,” Sam explained trying to keep his voice even as he stepped away from Ruby and knelt down to collect some of the towels which lay discarded upon the floor and brought them closer over to where Castiel now was huddled.
“He will die Anna…he will drown in his own blood if he doesn't let us help,” Sam explained sternly willing the angel to some how get through to Castiel as that would be the only way they would be able to save the injured angel.
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Post by Ruby on Apr 16, 2009 17:37:06 GMT -4
As soon as Ruby walked through the door she knew something was up. One could never have a quiet life around the Winchesters but then again a quiet life was not what Ruby wished for. A quick sweep round the room as she stepped in and she suddenly saw the reason for Sam's phone call.
"What the Hell is going on here?!" She exclaimed outloud with a frown. There was something about that guy in the corner, covered in blood and it was when he moved Ruby recognised him for who he was. And then when Dean mentioned his name it was clear to Ruby what was going on. There was a faint angelic presence she felt in the room, not enough to make her feel uncomfortable though, which she figured meant something had happened to the angel to make him an ex-angel.
She was about to say something when another Angel all of a sudden appeared and Ruby moved a step back out of reaction until she recognised Anna, although she was still wary about her as she was with all angels.
"She has taken it..." Ruby muttered with a frown after Castiel said it. Well what ever she hd taken certainly seemed important, and it must be if she herself wasn't automatically afraid of him. Ruby glanced at Dean and then to Sam, before back at Castiel. When he decided to look at her and Sam.
"Demons..."
Like that didn't need pointing out in her case but Sam, perhaps a little because of the blood and such but the way he said it, he hated them at that point, she could almost feel it.
"He's not an Angel anymore..." Ruby said to the room, not caring if she was really stating the obvious for them or pointing something obvious to her out. "And seriously, he's not gonna let me anywhere near him at the moment, but someone will have to do something soon..." Ruby broke off what she was saying and opened the room door and disappeared outside. She reappeared a minute or so later, quickly opening the door, holding in her hand a pile of new towels and some bandages and such from a first aid kit, which weren't much but they would help. "You can't use those blood soaked ones." She stated, handing them to Sam, and being careful not to go too near to Cas and Anna. Ruby moved across to the other side of the room, "You need to get him calm quick and then get him on the bed and patch him up the best you can here." Ruby said, almost as if she were ordering them round without getting to close herself.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Apr 16, 2009 21:41:14 GMT -4
Dean was so intent on Castiel that he nearly forgot the others were in the room. He felt that he owed Cas for everything he had done for him. Now, Dean wanted to find someway-anyway to help him. But Cas wasn't answering him. He wouldn't talk, he wouldn't look up, all the angel would do was tremble and attempt to mutter the prayer.
It wasn't until Anna's hands fell on his that he realized how tightly he'd been gripping onto the angel. Feeling dejected, he slipped backwards, moving to sit down on the floor a few feet behind Anna. Dean wasn't good on feeling helpless. And right now, he felt beyond helpless if that was possible.
Glumly, he watched Anna attempt to calm and soothe Castiel. He hung onto the angel's words as best he could, trying to sort out their delirious meanings. Dean couldn't deny how worried he was about Castiel. Angels could be killed, after all.............
"Demons, of course." Dean muttered as he got to his feet, finally taking the moment to pick up a towel and wipe away the blood which was staining his own face.
"So Cas was used to break a seal?"
He tossed the idea out there, glancing from Sam to Ruby. Frankly, it seemed the only reasonable answer right now-at least from what Dean could take in.
Unfortunately, it didn't seem like they really had the time to sort out the whats and wheres of the entire situation. Castiel was still bleeding-and still badly hurt. Sam was right, he was going to drown in his own blood if someone didn't do something.
Dean watched Ruby disappear, and suddenly return with more medical supplies. At her words, Dean's first instinct was to move Anna out of the way, grab Castiel and drag him onto the bed for medical treatment. Somehow, he suspected Anna would frown on that act. If he had managed to frighten Castiel once, that wouldn't really do much to solve the problem.
"Anna, talk to him. Tell him he needs help. Tell him no one's forsaking him. But he'd got to let us help him. See if you can talk him into laying down so we can get him cleaned up."
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Post by Anna on Apr 17, 2009 12:41:30 GMT -4
Anna felt Dean move back to sit a little away from her and the still shaking Cas. He jerked slightly at her touch as she knew he probably would have; she had hoped he would be a bit more trusting of her currently. as he began coughing she saw the blood and her hand on his knee retracted quickly. She grabbed a handkerchief from her pocket, an old habit she'd picked up from her human father when she had been born on earth, and quickly lift it instinctively to his face. She wiped some of the blood away gently but quickly and looked over his shoulder at his back.
She did this all in the blink of an eye hoping the faster it was done the less he would react badly. Pulling back she gave him space again and held the now bloodied rag. Anna looked at the rag with a grim face. The wound was very bad.
Behind her she heard Sam speak:
“He’s going to die Anna…he’s going to bleed to death..."
There was movement and she glanced over to see him picking up some towels from the floor and moving closer. The younger Winchester began talking again and Anna frowned looking at Castiel again. She caught the words "die" and "drown in his own blood" and "help".
From looking at the wound she knew that the damage would be fatal if it was not taken care of quickly....it might even be too late. Shaking her head she saw the demon, Ruby, out of the corner of her eye.
"He's not an Angel anymore..."
The words seemed to ring out in the room to Anna and she straightened in her spot on the floor. She watched as Ruby went into the other room, probably a bathroom, before returning with new towels and bandages. The demon exchanged some words with Sam that Anna didn't catch; she was too busy thinking.
Dean's voice was the one to break into her reverie and she looked over at him. Calm Cas down. Her gaze wondered around the room, focusing on each before she lowered her head.
"Ruby you may want to stay back," she said, looking at the broken angel again. Raising her eyes she looked at Ruby then Dean. "I am calling my superior. He needs more than bandages. It is the only way."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 17, 2009 13:35:12 GMT -4
Twelve angels had come before him. Twelve. Lilith had attacked each and every one of them tearing their graces from their vessels body and leaving them to die alone in their own blood the pain and the emotional anguish overwhelming them. But the twelve who had come before him were not at fault it had been Castiel who had supplied the demon with the final grace she needed in order to break the seal; and now the seal was broken, Lucifer was one step closer to rising, the man he had sought to protect by using his body as a vessel was dead and Castiel found blame on only himself.
Forcing his eyes open Castiel attempted to keep his eyes locked on those around him and the words they were saying. He knew they were saying something he could hear the words and feel the fear which clouded the room yet he could make nothing out. The world around him had been plunged into such a state of chaos Castiel couldn’t help but think that perhaps perishing alone in the house might have been a more deserving end to the destruction he had set into motion.
Castiel flinched away from Anna’s touch as she reached for him. He could not escape the feelings of the angels destroying him for his transgressions and as much as he wanted to believe that Anna wanted nothing more than to help he knew she could end him without so much of a second thought on the matter. She was aiding him though and it was only because she didn’t know…none of them understood what had occurred. He didn’t deserve their help…their pity…he deserved their disdain and their malice.
Another fit of coughs tore their way through Castiel’s shattered body as his lungs struggled to take in air the simple action becoming more and more strenuous by the moment. Every breath he took had soon turned into a sickeningly wet gasp as his body fought for air to sustain it.
“Lilith…she attacked them…she knew…knew I would go…it was the lasts he needed…she…she needed…the grace of…13…to break the seal…I-I…I was her last…” Castiel’s words dropped off as a anguished moan feel from his lips his body curling into itself desperately trying to find an escape from the pain.
“She took it…tore it from…” Castiel’s words faded off as the trembling which ripped through his body became worse and his eyes struggled for focus in the world which was falling around him. His hands clutched desperately into the motel carpet as he attempted to fight off the waves of anguish which plagued him.
Castiel’s eyes locked with Dean’s for a moment as he struggled to find the words he wanted but came up with none. They could not help him; by doing so Castiel would bring his own disgrace upon them as well.
“They will…I will be…please…do not…Anna don’t let them…cast me out,” Castiel whispered the echoing pains ripping through his back. He knew he could never survive the pain he had felt in his dream in reality; that pain had been bad enough to sear through his shattered mind as it was. Castiel could feel the darkness closing in upon him and he felt fear…something he had never truly felt before overtake him as he fought to stay conscious his blood drenching his tattered clothes and drenching the motel carpet beneath him.
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Post by Almighty Admin on Apr 17, 2009 13:55:06 GMT -4
"He's not an Angel anymore..."
Sam stared at Ruby for a moment in stunned silence as he tried to process her words. How could Cas not be an angel anymore? Sam stared down at Castiel for a moment though and took in the extreme amount of pain the angel appeared to be in coupled with the immense amount of blood and for all purposes Castiel would have appeared human.
Sam took the towels from Ruby still in silence as he casted a look at the worried expression which covered Dean’s face. Sam could tell just by the look in his brother’s eyes that it was taking all of him not to just hold Cas down till they had been able to help him as they needed to. Hell at this point Sam would have to agree that would be a better option than watching the angel bleed out in front of them.
Sam made a motion towards Castiel with the towels and stopped his movements as he watched the angel flinch backwards. Sam knew Cas wasn’t going to let him anywhere near him.
Lilith
Sam should have known it would have been her doing everything else was her doing in this whole damn affair why would he not think she didn’t have everything to do with ripping an angel’s grace out of him and leaving it to bleed to death. Sam made a few motions towards Ruby for a moment his eyes dark as he stared at her.
“No more waiting…we kill her the next time she is anywhere near us,” Sam whispered to her his voice all but groweled at Ruby. He was done waiting he was done pushing it off until he was strong enough he was going to end Lilith and it would be sooner rather than later.
Turning away from Ruby for a moment Sam stared back down at the angel…or well ex-angel as he only seemed to be getting worse and Sam decided they had waited long enough and ti was either help Castiel or let him die.
“Dean we need to hold…” Sam stopped his words mid sentence as he heard Anna explain that she was calling for another angel…a more powerful one.
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Post by Anna on Apr 17, 2009 17:53:05 GMT -4
The sight of blood had always made Anna unhappy. Harm was such an ugly thing to behold. When she was human she had been afraid of getting her blood drawn; whether it was because of the needles or the blood she was not sure however.
“Lilith…she attacked them…she knew…knew I would go…it was the lasts he needed…she…she needed…the grace of…13…to break the seal…I-I…I was her last…" She listend as Castiel let out a moan and watched him continue to curl up in his 'safe' little corner.
“She took it…tore it from…........They will…I will be…please…do not…Anna don’t let them…cast me out."
Anna watched his hand clench at the carpet and let out a small sigh, making up her mind before slowly moving closer. She didn't care if he flinched back; she was going to give him whatever comfort she could.
Her hand moved over one of his that clutched at the carpet and she lifted it, holding it. She had always found it comforting when she had been human to hold someone's hand.
"I will not let them cast you out Castiel. Should they even think about it they would have to go through me."
She gave his hand a small squeeze before looking at the ceiling. "Zachariah."
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Post by Dean Winchester on Apr 17, 2009 22:42:52 GMT -4
Dean had not really gotten any further than the word Lilith. He was wondering how he had managed to not make that connection. He'd gotten as far as a broken seal, but he hadn't connected Lilith.
Of course, it could have been Alastair. The torturer had apparently survived what Sam had done to him, and Dean couldn't imagine that Alastair wasn't dying to retaliate against the angel which had ripped away his "student."
He was getting himself side tracked. Dean was slipping into hell, torture, and demon reminiscing rather than helping Castiel. Holding Castiel's eyes for a moment, Dean took a deep breath.
"No one's casting anyone out." He said firmly. "It's not your fault, Cas. They won't hold it against you."
Not that Dean knew how angels-or God for that matter-worked on forgiveness of matters of this caliber. He was hoping Anna would agree with him, nod that that was not going to happen. Castiel was a good angel. The higher ups had to know that.
"Zachariah?" Dean recognized the name. It was the high tiered angel who had given him the vision of what his life would have been like if he and Sam were not hunters. That made Dean breath a slight sight of relief. If a high tiered angel couldn't aid in straightening out this mess, than surely no one could.
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Post by Castiel on Apr 18, 2009 2:19:56 GMT -4
“They won't hold it against you."
Castiel’s pain laced eyes sought out Dean as he attempted to latch on to the words of the eldest Winchester. He wanted to believe the words he spoke, wanted to believe he was not beyond forgiveness; but he could not. It was because of him the seal now lay broken. His orders the orders he had had to protect the seals had been shattered with his grace and he knew it was not a transgression which would be easily forgiven.
“They…will…a seal…a seal was broken…because of…me,” Castiel replied to Dean his eyes filled with anguish as he forced himself to speak his voice growing hoarse by the moment and the struggle to speak only making his struggle to breath that much worse.
Castiel’s hand desperately grasped into the motel carpet the action serving as a sort of release for the anguish which tore through him. His body flinched back as he felt a hand grasp his and his mind immediately fell back to the memory of his brother’s holding him down. His eyes flew open in a panic but his struggles calmed slightly as he realized it was Anna’s hand which grasped his. His entire form was held in a tense panic but he did not struggle but merely allowed his eyes to stare at his hand held within hers. The sensation was foreign to him; it was a human show of emotion and for the first time in his entire existence Castiel was entirely human.
"I will not let them cast you out Castiel. Should they even think about it they would have to go through me."
Castiel’s eyes locked upon Anna’s and through the pain and emotional turmoil Castiel had to allow himself to believe her. He knew that the fallen angel was his only chance against those who would cast him into hell.
“Zachariah”
Castiel’s eyes widened as he heard the name which fell from Anna’s lips. Castiel’s entire body tensed as he struggled to push away from Anna the panic growing in him tenfold.
“You are now an outcast, Castiel. We will say your name no more in Heaven, and you will never return here or see any of us again. God wants nothing more to do with you.”
Castiel could hear the anger which had ripped through Zachariah’s voice in his mind, the gleam of the sword which had been held in the high tiered angel’s hand. Castiel’s body began to tremble much more violently as his mind replayed the agony which had torn through his unconscious mind as the sword had been brought down upon his wings…shattering the bone and ripping the wings from his back blood pooling from the gaping wounds where his wings had once been.
“You betrayed us."
“No…Anna…no he’ll…he…he’ll damn…me…don’t...,” Castiel groaned desperately his eyes wild as he struggled to push himself into an upright position but failed and collapsed back with a gasp of pain as his back slammed against the motel wall his face growing ashen with pain as his breathing all but froze in his chest as he attempted to comprehend the agony which had come with the jarred action against his injury. His hand sought out Anna’s abandoned hand as he gripped on to her tightly his face burying into the carpet as he bit the inside of his mouth to stop himself from screaming in anguish. His teeth dug into the soft flesh of his cheek so fiercely it was not long until the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth as he resigned himself to the knowledge that upon Zachariah’s arrival he would suffer the fires of hell. His eyes stared blindly at the doorway to the motel room his hand still clutched harshly on to Anna’s hand his breathing ragged and the hands of death not far off from him.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Apr 18, 2009 12:01:33 GMT -4
Dean heard Castiel's words. He knew it was probably some sort of sin to disagree with an angel-but he did. And he'd committed enough major sins in his life, what was wrong with one more? What was going to happen? He was going to go to Hell?
Been there. Done that.
Dean didn't want to scare Castiel, but he did need to try and talk to him. Slowly moving forward, he moved to kneel down next to Anna. What he was going to say Castiel already knew in some state, but the others didn't. Well, at least he didn't think they did.
"I wasn't damned, Cas." He said softly as he laid a hand on the angel's arm. "You brought me back-and a seal was broken because of me too."
It was the first time he'd said it since the night with Alastair. He didn't want to look at Sam. He had no interest in seeing his brother's face when the words registered.
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Post by Anna on Apr 18, 2009 23:45:58 GMT -4
The intense stare Castiel gave their hands made Anna almost rethink her motion of performing a human show of emotion. When he looked up at her however, she relaxed. His eyes widened at the name of their superior and she watched as he suddenly tried to pull away; she easily let go, leaning back on her legs that were folded under her.
“No…Anna…no he’ll…he…he’ll damn…me…don’t...”
Anna leaned forward as Castiel started to move. What was he trying to do? Loose blood faster? His back seemed to slam against the wall and she leaned back again hoping his flailing would not accidentally strike out at her. It would not hurt her but the idea of it happening did not bring happy pictures to mind.
Her gaze snapped up as Dean approached and she tensed slightly before relaxing. She felt almost like a lioness protecting her cub.
"I wasn't damned, Cas."
Anna tilted her head slightly and watched him, as he continued to speak and lay his hand on Cas's arm. "You brought me back-and a seal was broken because of me too."
The need to comfort the men working to fight off the apocalypse seemed to be a new trend as of late and she hoped that Sam would not need any in the next few minutes as well. Reaching over she rested her hand on his arm and gave it a small squeeze along with a small smile for him, her eyes looking sad, before letting go.
"That was not your fault Dean," she said. "If it had not been you it would have happened with someone else. The seal would still have been broken."
Her attention wavered back to Castiel's pale face and nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt something touch her hand. Looking down she saw it was Cas's hand and she looked at him confused. He hated to be touched, especially by her, and now he was seeking her out?
She didn't have a problem with it; don't get her wrong, she was secretly elated inside that one of her brethren made physical contact with her. Too bad it wasn't the best of circumstances. Anna watched him as he leaned down and buried his face in the carpet. His grip was tight. Leaning forward, her free hand sought out his hair and she paused before giving it the smallest of strokes. When she had been human she had been told that playing with peoples hair was comforting. She was not sure if it was for the male population as well but she figured it would do no harm.
Carefully she pulled her hand away from his and started to shift. Anna stood up and carefully moved to kneel next to Cas' head. She lifted his head up gently before settling down and resting it on her lap. Anna disliked seeing him lying on the carpet and wanted to provide as much human comfort as she could remember. She did not want to move him off of the floor however before Zachariah came and healed him.
A faint flash of doubt passed through her mind. Would Zachariah heal his human body.....would he leave him to die? She could see no reason for him not to save Castiel but the world was turning into a strange place and there was no telling what their Father would have in store.
Inside she started to contemplate something as her hand picked up his again and she began to stoke his hair once more. Anna locked eyes with Dean, a flash of doubt disappearing as quickly as it had surfaced before she took a deep breath. She then looked up.
"Zachariah," she called.
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Post by Ruby on Apr 19, 2009 17:22:39 GMT -4
Ruby gave Sam a hard look when Sam all but growled he was gonna go after Lilith. She didn't say anything though, after all he was already a little riled up and she had no interest in making that rise yet, there was no need with all of them in that room, with everyone in close quarters. She then stayed standing where she was for the moment, at the back of the room letting Anna and Dean take the fore front of this, she was already a little uncomfortable being close to the angels, even if she knew Anna.
Ruby shifted on the spot crossing her arms when Anna warned her that she was going to call her superior. Great, she thought, just what she needed, another one. She kept a straight face that made her look a little moody, but at least that was better than the slight scowl she felt like pulling but didn't.
She listened to Castiel's mutterings carefully, trying to pick things out that might be important in what he was saying. Lilith seemed to be a part of it, then again, why wouldn't she?! She seemed to have a demonic presence in everything they came across these days. It seemed she was almost close to the Winchesters some of the time and Ruby didn't like that one little bit.
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Post by Almighty Admin on Apr 19, 2009 23:31:12 GMT -4
Sam kept his distance as Dean and Anna both seemed to tend to Castiel even though it made him antsy that nobody seemed to be willing to stop the blood that was pouring from teh angel...or wel ex-angel's back. He understood that Castiel was more then terrified at the moment but he was going to die before whatever other angel arrived if they didn;t do something soon.
"You brought me back-and a seal was broken because of me too."
Sam's face clouded with confusion as he heard his brother's words. He had no idea what it was Den was talking about but Sam was willing tobet it was soemthing else his brother had manged to forget to tell him. It seemed like they had both been doing things and had not seem to find it important to tell the other.
"Dean..." Sam said keeping his vocie low so not to startle Castiel or Anna who seemed to have taken a very protective role over her fallen brother.
"We need to get him some help...if this other angel doesn't show he's gonna die," Sam whispered to his brother attempting to gloss over the statement Dean had mentioned to Castiel about breaking a seal; that would have to be another conversation for a later time.
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