The Winchester brothers sat in the front seat of the impala. Dean was chowing down on a bacon cheeseburger as Sam typed away on his computer. The older brother looked up in the mirror to check to see if he had anything on his face but jumped when he saw a pair of icy blue eyes watching him âGOD Damnit Cas! I swear one of these days Iâm going to get you a bell!â
The angel just blinked at Dean âWhat good would a bell do?â He said in his monotone voice. Sam looked up as Cas continued âAnyway. Something has happened in heaven. Michael is angry. Really angry....you need to keep your eyes open. We donât know how long we have until he comes searching for a release of anger.â
Dean laughed âwell if he does then we could take him to the club! He could blow off lots of steam there couldnât he Samm-â the Winchester was cut off by a loud thud above their heads.
Sam, Cas, and Dean scramble to open their doors, climbing out of the car they look at the body that had landed on top of them. Sams eyes fell instantly to the blood pooling down the windshield of the loved car as he checked for a pulse.
Castiel nearly shoved Sams hands off of the girl, instantly recognizing her. Dean looked at Cas âyou know her Cas?â He pointed to the girl who his brother was easing into his arms.
Cas nods and helped Sam lay her in the back seat. The younger Winchester sat with his flannel under her back where she was bleeding and her head on his lap. âCas who is she?â
The angel climbed into the front seat with Dean who starts the car. âHer name is Belladonna....she is an angel but....I canât feel her grace.â The car sped to the hotel the Winchesterâs were staying at and they walk into their room. Sam laying the beautiful girl on his bed after Dean cleared his stuff.
Castiel rolled his sister onto her stomach and Sam gently held her head. Feeling strange about this new angel that was now in his life, almost drawn to her. Cas lifted the back of her shirt and shuddered. âOh dear Bella......who did this to you.....â
Dean got curious and looked at her back. Gagging softly at the torn flesh and muscle where her wings used to be. âCas. What happened?â He paced the room as cas healed the wounds. Leaving behind two scars Castiel sighed.
âSomeone has cut off her wings. I can only imagine how painful this was for her. And she had a beautiful pair of wings....â Castiel pulled the shirt back over her spine and helped Sam lay her down. Sitting on the bed next to his sister he protectively wrapped an invisible wing around her. Sam moves to sit on the couch. His eyes on the resting face of the beautiful angel.
Dean ran his hands over his face. âIâm gonna go wash the blood from my car.â He said in a grim voice. âI promise Cas. We will find who did this to your friend here and I will personally give them the same treatment that they gave herâ he grabbed the keys to the motel room and walked out.
Sam washed his hands free of Belladonnas blood but he couldnât help but feel strange. âHey.....Cas you said she was the angel of dreams......what did you mean by that?....â he turned to his angelic friend who looked up at the tall Winchester.
âYou know the dream you had of going to college, getting out of this life. And Deans dream of having a family who would be safe from the Supernatural. That was her. She sees your deepest desire, what your heart yearns for, and she brings them to your mind. She also protects the fledglings of the garrison....almost like a teacher. But someone took that from herâ Castielâs anger caused the power in the room to start flickering. Sam could see the shadow of his wings surrounding the injured angel and Sam lay a hand on his shoulder.
âWe can keep her safe Cas. She will be alright....â Sam spoke in a soft voice, his words calmed the mighty angel down and the room returned to normal. Sam noticed that Bella had started to sweat so he went and got a cool washcloth. Wiping the cold cloth against her forehead he looked at Cas. âCan you go to Dean, make sure he doesnât try and hunt that Shifter alone. Iâll stay here. Make sure she is safe and comfortable.â
Cas looked warily at Sam. His arms slowly moved from around Bella and he nods. Standing from the bed he walked out to Dean. Trusting the tall Winchester with his sisters vulnerable state.
Sam sat on deans bed. Turning on the TV he turned the volume down, not wanting to disturb her. It was about two episodes of Dr.Sexy M.D. later when Sam heard a soft whimper from the other bed. Turning off the tv he moved to the other beds side. He held his breath as a pair of beautiful dark chocolate colored eyes. He waited until Bella blinked a few times to speak up. âAre you alright? Do you know where you are?â
The girl looked at Sam. Her eyes analyzing him. âSam Winchester....the boy who wished to be free.....â she said softly. Bella tried to sit up but yelped softly. Â
Sam immediately reached to help her sit up. âYeah. Thatâs me I guess. How did you know?â He handed the angel a glass of water and she eagerly drank.
Belladonna downed the glass quickly and took a deep breath âI remember them all.....Dean Winchester, the boy who hoped. And Sam Winchester, the boy who wanted to leave....â she studied Sams face. âYou are also quite the talk in heav......â her voice fell quiet. She stood and went to the nearest mirror.
Stripping off the shirt she was wearing she turned. The wall above the beds was also mirrors so she was able to see the scars on her back. Sams face went red when she took off the shirt he looked away, feeling like he shouldnât look at her even though all her important parts were still covered. Belladonna's hands ran over the tops of the scars she started to shake.
Sam went over to her and looked into her eyes through the mirror. âDonât worry. We will protect you. Youâre safeâ he stiffened when Bella turned around and hugged him. Crying into his shirt she was trembling. The door to the motel room opened again as Dean and Cas walked in. They fell silent when they saw the weeping angel. Cas walked forward and lay a hand on Bellaâs shoulder. âSister...â
Bella turned around and her eyes fell on Cas. Her eyes widened softly and she practically collapsed into his arms. âCastiel......â she whispered softly. He set her down and put his hand on her cheek. âSister....who did this to you.....â he took his trench coat off and wrapped her small frame in the jacket as Dean was starting to stare at her body in an unholy way.
Bella looked at Dean who looked up and smiled at her. âHey there sweetheart.â He winked and lay on his bed. Bella looked back to Cas and closed her eyes. âH-he cut them off. He made Michael watch as he threw me from heaven....Michael tried to save me but I was falling too fast......â a silvery tear slipped from her eyes and Sam led her to the bed. Getting her some more water
Cas clenched his fists and the lights flickered and popped. âWho did Belladonna.....who took your wings?â The girl looked up at her brother whoâs own wings were filling up the room, the shadows of his dark limbs reaching to the far walls. Her next words brought dread to all three men in the room.
âAmenadiel....Angel of Visionsâ
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