Castiel x Angel!Reader

He had to be here! Somewhere! You felt his grace nearby, but where? You flew into a nearby abandoned house.  When you landed you immediately tucked your very large wings behind you to fit into the cramped room. You quickly spun around when you heard the cocking of a shotgun. There, a few feet away, under the arch of the doorway were the Winchester brothers. They didn’t seem too happy to see you; which was only a natural reaction since they didn’t know who and what you were.
“Who are you?” The eldest Winchester warily asked you, his shotgun aimed straight at your chest.
“Please, I am only looking for Castiel.” Your voice was tired but held authority, which seemed to come easy to angels. The younger but taller one furrowed his brow further.
“What do you need with Castiel? Who are you?” His tone was less harsh than his brother’s and held more curiosity.
“I am trying to save him. My name is (Y/N). I am an angel. I used to be in the same garrison as him we are what you call, mates. Now please, where is he?” desperation leaked into your voice as you became anxious.

You grew anxious as every moment passed by, the brothers where only gaping at you, reminding you of the fish your father created.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You and Cas are-” -You believed Castiel had called him “Dean”- practically yelled.
“-Mates, yes. But I recently lost touch with his grace. The last place he was at -where I could sense his grace- is here.” Both of them lowered their shotguns and moved to a shabby looking table; the younger one, Sam, sat in one of the chairs while Dean leaned against the table.
“We haven’t seen him since yesterday, (Y/N). Sorry.” Sam spoke. His voice held sympathy and you could tell he wasn’t lying. You knew they wouldn’t lie to you. Not now.

You furrowed you face in worry and anger. You were worried for Castiel’s –your mate’s- life. You were angry at heaven and their stupidity ever since God left. Castiel was they only one besides you and a few of your siblings who cared for god’s creation, humans.
“(Y/N)? You’re uh- you’re wings are showing.” Dean said awkwardly. When you turned your head to look behind you, sure enough your large wings were ruffled in agitation and were flapping slightly. Sam and Dean couldn’t help but look at them. They were large, only an inch or two smaller than Castiel’s. They were a beautiful (F/C) and grew a lighter shade of (f/C) the closer you got to the feather tip. You took pride in your wings and groomed them as often as you could. Castiel would often help you with grooming. It was a bonding method angels used in order to further bond with their mates. You groomed his in return but lately you hadn’t had the time to help him with his.

“Are- Are those what Castiel’s look like? We’ve only ever seen shadows of his wings.” Dean asked. You looked over at him and smiled a little as you thought of your handsome Castiel.
“No. His are larger as are most male angels’ are. The shadows do them no justice. They are actually a lot larger than what their shadows show you. They are a beautiful raven black color and they shimmer when he flies. They are truly beautiful.” You spoke with such love in your voice that Sam and Dean couldn’t help but smile.

“Dean.” You whipped your head around when you heard the familiar deep gravely voice to see Castiel standing there. He looked at you in slight surprise, not expecting to see standing there in the room.
“(Y/N)? Why are you here?” You quickly moved to embrace him. He was still get used to human ways to show affection, not that you cared. He tentatively wrapped you in his arms placing his head on top of yours. In heaven when angels are in their true forms to show affection they nuzzle their main head’s forehead together or rubbed their cheeks on one another’s. It was weird, almost animalistic but that’s the way things were.
“I am here to save you. Heaven released an entire garrison after you. You three are too easy to find… Castiel your grace is too strong. You need to hide it better.” He frowned, nodding.
“Cas, I didn’t know you had a wife.” Castiel further furrowed his brows, looking at Dean.
“You never inquired to if I had a ‘wife’… (Y/N), may I speak to you alone?” You nodded and followed him. The two of you flew into a nearby park, making sure to avoid the light from a nearby lap post.

As soon as Castiel made sure you were alone he quickly captured you lips with his. It had been over a month since he had last seen you. Being a fugitive of heaven made it hard for you two to see each other often. You fervently returned the kiss, missing your gorgeous mate. He pulled away from you after a few minutes of kissing. One of the perks of being an angel was not needing to breathe, which meant longer kisses!
“(Y/N), I have missed you greatly, but you should not have come. By being here you are going to be guilty by association in heaven’s eyes.” You scoffed and shook your head.
“Well I am mate to you, so I guess that I am already guilty by association... I don’t care Castiel. I need to be with you. Each day I am away from you, my grace weakens. Now that I am with you, I feel strong again, whole again… I NEED to be with you Castiel.” He was so torn. He didn’t want to see you hurt, but it hurt him to send you away. You gently reached up and rested your hand on his cheek. He pushed his face into your hand as his hand came up and covered yours holding it in place. His eyes shut as he relished in your touch,

“Castiel. (Y/N).” Both of you quickly turned around to see about 6 angels standing before you. It was a small scouting party. You had been fools to come out into the open like that!
“Adina.” You hissed quietly in a warning when she took a step closer.
“For the murder of your brothers and sisters a long with countless other crimes such as rebelling you have been sentenced to death… Both you.” Your eyes widened in realization that, as soon as you left heaven to warn Castiel, you had rebelled against them. Each angel pulled out an angel blade from somewhere in their pristine suit jackets. Castiel slid his from his trench coats sleeve gripping it tightly before gently pushing you behind him as he held it up in defense. His wings were fully extended in an intimidating fashion warning the others. You pulled a blade from you ankle and held it in a firm grip covering his back. Knowing the angels wouldn’t make it easy for him.

The angels had spread out in a large circle, each barring their blades and puffed up, extended wings. One got to close to Castiel for comfort causing him to immediately strike out cutting the angel’s arm. Two of them launched themselves at you, and in return you kicked one in the stomach and blocking the others blade. It was a small struggle to get the upper hand from the male angel before you. When you did though you grabbed his wrist that held the blade before jamming yours into his chest. He yelled in pain as his grace poured through his eyes and mouth blinding an mortal soul that saw it, before he dropped lifeless to the ground. Castiel had already eradicated three of the other angels. He had more battle experience than you letting him easily glide through some of the novice angels.

The angel you had earlier kicked grabbed hold of one of your wings while you watched the other angel die. You yelled in pain and violently thrashed your wings trying to knock him off. Angel wings were sensitive and having someone violently grip onto them normally caused a shooting pain. Castiel whirled around and the sound of your distressed cry. When he saw what was happening he quickly flew forward and stabbed the angel in the back growling viciously at him. The angel yelled before dropping to the ground. The last angel, Adina who hadn’t engaged in the fighting fled when she saw her comrades fall before you two.
“Are you okay, (Y/n)?” He whispered caressing your face. You smiled, nodding
“Yes, I’m fine, Castiel. Are you okay?” He simply nodded as he caressed your face blessing you with his rare smiles.

The two of you stowed your angel blades back where they belonged before gently gripping each other’s arms and standing in front of one another. The moment was peaceful your graces flowing and mingling around you two in an intricate dance. The closer the two of you got to each other the brighter the grace around became. When you two finally rubbed against each other’s cheek he grace became blinding. Yours and Castiel’s wings were extended as far as they could behind the respective angels before closing in around each other in a warm feathery embrace.

The two of you stood like that for a long time contentment washing over you two. Neither wanted to break the silent bonding but you had to voice your thoughts.
“Castiel? I think we should probably get out of this park. It’s not safe.” He hummed in agreement before the bother of you quickly vanished leaving only two large feathers where you both stood.