Author’s Note: This starts before the Apocalypse, and ends after Cas releases the Leviathan. It’s like snippets of your life. This is my submission for @whispersandwhiskerburn ‘s request2write challenge. I chose the song One Call Away by Charlie Puth and the dialogue prompt I chose was “You can’t scare me away.” The lyrics are in bold, and the prompt is italicized and bolded.
I’m only one call away
I’ll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I’m only one call away
“Cas you never answer anymore, why not?” you complain into the void, blood trickling from your various cuts from the last hunt you were on. You sit in your car struggling to stay conscious. Thinking of the blue eyes and sweet smile
“I always come when you call,” he says, cocking his head curiously.
“I prayed four times last week, you didn’t even pop in to tell me you couldn’t help,” you say.
“How did I miss your prayer?” he asks himself.
“I don’t know, I was worried,” you mumble.
“Let me heal you,” he says and touches your forehead.
“Thanks,”
“I’m just a prayer away,” he says, popping back out.
Call me, baby, if you need a friend
I just wanna give you love
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Reaching out to you, so take a chance
You step out of your car with tears running down your cheeks, wishing for nothing more than a friend. You can’t call Dean or Sam with this problem; they told you he was no good for you. Choking back sobs as you open the door to the dingy hotel room, so no one will bother you. You get inside and let them out.
“Y/n?” Cas asks from the bed.
“Cas, what are you doing here?” you ask, wiping the tears away, holding back the sobs for a moment. You tug your sleeves down to hide the bruises.
“I was concerned; you would not answer your phone,”
“I was on a date Cas, it’s no big deal,” you whisper.
“A date?” he asks.
“Yes Cas, a date,” you state.
“With who?”
“You don’t want to know,” you say and avoid his gaze.
“What happened?” he demands.
“Nothing Cas,” you whisper and walk past him. He grabs your wrist gently and you flinch.
“What did he do?” Cas demands.
“Nothing,” you lie.
“Do I need to pay him a visit?”
“Cas don’t bother him,” you whisper.
“Tell me,”
“He got a little rough when I told him no is all,” you whisper.
“Did he touch you?” Cas demands, anger overtaking his usually stoic features.
“No,” you whisper, reassuring him. He relaxes and holds you as you fall asleep.
No matter where you go
You know you’re not alone
I’m only one call away
I’ll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I’m only one call away
“They’re gone Cas,” you sob quietly into the seat of your car. Sam was lost to the Cage, Dean went to Lisa, and Cas, you don’t know where Cas went.
“They left me, you can’t leave me too,” you cry.
“I wouldn’t,” Cas says and pulls you to him. You curl into him and cry.
“I’m sorry,” you sniffle.
“Why?” he asks.
“I shouldn’t cry on you, it’ll make you leave. I’ll just scare you away like I have everyone else,” you whisper.
“It’s all right. You can’t scare me away,” he whispers and you cry yourself to sleep on the sweet angel.
Come along with me and don’t be scared
I just wanna set you free
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
You and me can make it anywhere
For now, we can stay here for a while
‘Cause you know, I just wanna see you smile
You avoid Cas’ glance as you look out across the water.
“Why don’t you smile?” he asks.
“I do smile Cas, it’s just not often,” you whisper.
“Why do you hunt?”
“It’s what I’ve been doing forever, I was raised into it, you know that,” you look at Cas curiously.
“I know you were raised into it, but you could get out you’re smart,” he says.
“But if I got out I’d have to cut all my ties, that would mean you,” you explain.
“Then I’m glad you chose hunting,” he smiles.
“Me too,” you say with a smile.
No matter where you go
You know you’re not alone
I’m only one call away
I’ll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I’m only one call away
“Cas,” you breathe, praying with what little strength you have. Blood coming out of the hole in your stomach, the angel hasn’t been as responsive lately. He was once your friend, now you aren’t sure, he won’t answer prayers, and when he does he isn’t acting normal.
“Please Cas,” you plead, hunters’ deaths have been bloody since the beginning. You just don’t want to die alone.
“I can fix it,” Cas whispers.
“Where the hell have you been?” you demand, struggling to sit up to yell at him.
“Lay back,” he says and reaches towards your forehead. You grab his wrist.
“Stop, tell me where you’ve been,” you plead.
“After I heal you,” his blue eyes searching yours. You notice some wear on him that wasn’t there before and an exhausted look in his eyes.
“Fine,” you breathe and he touches your forehead. Your abdomen stops bleeding and you sit up grabbing his tie.
“Where the hell have you been?” you demand. Fear takes over his features and he backs as far away as his tie will allow.
“I cannot tell you,” he whispers.
“Why not?” you ask.
“It would endanger you,” he says.
“Cas, you don’t get to pop in when you feel like it, I miss you, you’re all I have. Do you think Sam and Dean are talking to me?” you ask.
“I am sorry they are upset with you,” he says.
“It’s not your fault, I should have been more careful last time I hunted with them,” you say shaking your head. He helps you up and walks you to your car.
“Thanks Cas. See you soon?” you ask.
“I will see you soon,”
And when you’re weak I’ll be strong
I’m gonna keep holding on
Now don’t you worry, it won’t be long
Darling, and when you feel like hope is gone
Just run into my arms
“I am your New God,” Cas says.
“What?” you ask, looking at Cas. He came to you in a dingy motel room, after weeks of silence. He is looking worse, similar to what Lucifer’s first vessel looked like.
“I am God now, that is what I could not tell you,” he whispers.
“Cas, we can fix this,” you say.
“Fix it? I am God, there is nothing to fix,” he roars. You flinch away from him and he reaches for you.
“Do not fear me, I am still Castiel,” he whispers.
“Cas nothing good can come from this, whatever is giving you all this power we have to get rid of it,” you plead.
“I am sorry, I am God you must understand that,” he says and is gone again.
I’m only one call away
I’ll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I’m only one, I’m only one call away
I’ll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I’m only one call away
I’m only one call away
“Cas,” you pray between sobs. Cas released the Leviathan into the world, and walked himself into the water supply of Sioux Falls. You’ll probably never see those bright blue eyes or his messy dark hair. He’ll never hold you again, you’ll never feel safe like that again.
“Cas please you have to be alive,” you plead.
“You told me you were only a prayer away,” you whisper, and start your car again. You start hunting again. Hoping that he isn’t dead, praying to him.
