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[samanthawinch]

(Continued from hereComing back to consciousness felt a little like rising slowly through deep water, until the shocking moment when your head breaks into free air to draw much-needed breath. Sam woke up in a pair of strong arms with a dull pain (that may have been purely mental) spread evenly throughout but receding rapidly. Her first instinct was

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[featherylilass]

Cas had taken her to a small hotel off the coast of California, uncertain why he'd taken her there outside of the need to get as far away from there as he could.

"She must have been in limbo," he still hadn't let her go. He'd occupied the bed beside her and held her until she woke. "I healed you... and brought you here."

[samanthawinch]

It was still a little hard to think, and harder to speak over the gross copper tang in her throat from choking on her own blood, so she eased into it by stirring a little, drawing her legs up to curl up a bit in his arms. One hand moved over herself and his own torso, seeking something to ground her, until her fingers found and wound into his trench coat. Sam could still see Ruby's cruel face and feel the demon's hand inside her, a horrible, agonizing violation more painful than anything she thought possible, and her other hand rubbed at her stomach vaguely.

Something strobed in her mind briefly: Ruby's face, still so horrific and burnt into her brain, changing expression then vanishing and in that few seconds of true consciousness after the memory of hitting the floor painfully she could see someone- a form, something familiar. She blinks, trying to clear the cobwebs from her mind. "You saved me. I was- I was gone, wasn't I?"

[featherylilass]

"You were almost," Cas corrected. He wasn't one for much human contact but when she curled inward his instinct was to draw her closer by the arm around her back, to let her know that it was okay.

[samanthawinch]

Almost, yes. Now she could remember the taste of demon blood in a last moment of desperation, and a strange kind of strength drawn from it. Though Sam had been too far gone and senseless to register anything when Castiel showed up, she definitely felt ashamed now at the little whisper of Hellfire chasing through her veins, and wished vaguely that she had actually died because then maybe she could have been etch-a-sketched clean.

When he drew her closer she adjusted herself, trying to support some of her own weight so she could sit up just a little and get that much closer to him. There was something fundamentally comforting in the basic human contact, something enormously important about simple touch. "Thanks," she said quietly.

[featherylilass]

"I was not going to let you die," not when Sam was his. He knew that the idea of a relationship was the farthest thing from either of their minds but that didn't stave away the possessive inklings that he had when it came to her and her safety.

[samanthawinch]

The R-word and all its baggage may have been far distant and alien to Samantha's thoughts, but that didn't stop her from quietly appreciating what he did or wondering at the effort involved. It didn't escape her notice that healing her from anything, especially of that magnitude, must have been incredibly difficult; the sacrifice made her smile inwardly, to know that he'd do that for her and not just Dean.

She sat up a little more- minutely, slowly, so as not to make Cas want to let go of her. Her fingers toyed with the fabric of his coat a little, one fingertip working into a button hole idly. "How'd you even find me? With that mojo on my ribs."

[featherylilass]

Cas wouldn't admit it but the only reason he was even in bed with her was because he was exhausted, bordering on falling asleep himself and he would need to recharge the energy that he'd wasted.

He didn't move when she started to and just sighed against the pillow before answering. "I sensed Ruby, suspicions arose. I had no idea you'd be there or what you were facing."

[samanthawinch]

"I had no idea she'd do that," Sam confessed, moving in his arms so she was a little more comfortable- which, somehow, translated to her head being kind of right next to him with a closeness that made it harder to look him in the eyes but was somehow better. "She's more predatory than that. It's not her style, she's always-"

Sam cut herself off. Yeah, they all knew exactly how Ruby usually preferred to make Sam do what she wanted, and none of them needed reminding. Which raised the question- "What kind of suspicions? I mean... you had no idea, right?"

[featherylilass]

"Ruby isn't supposed to be here," he replied short. His tone was weighted down with just how tired he was. "Naturally when I sensed it I went to go see. I wasn't expecting to find you... That changed everything."

[samanthawinch]

Her hand idly wandered up to his collar. At some point she should probably stop, but she was both relaxed and exhausted. "I thought I recognized her work, I knew it was her. It was so stupid to go in alone, but- I didn't think she'd hurt me. I figured she'd just taunt me about demon blood, sexually harass me, and leave."

...She kicked herself almost instantly for saying that. Sheesh. Apparently brain filters were the last to come back after a brush with death.

[featherylilass]

The gentle pads of fingers hitting the place just below his neck roused his eyes open again and he looked back at her. "You figured wrong," was his only reply before he sidled his torso and hips closer so that he could loom over her.

For a brief moment he considered kissing her again, but settled for just pressing a ghost of lips over her brow before resting his cheek down over the same place.

[samanthawinch]

Her eyes slipped closed at the light touch of his lips to her skin, and quite suddenly she forgot what she was going to say. Sam, so much more experienced in this than Castiel was, looked up at him and wondered at how many years it had been since the last time a moment like this was nearly as quiet and as thickly-laden with the strange something in the air. No, she could remember, but it was five years ago and her brain just didn't go there. Not now. Not when his cheek was against her and she wanted to kiss him, but wanted to just enjoy him.

She slid a little closer, a little bit under him, and gave a soft "I'm glad you didn't," before craning her neck up to kiss him.

[featherylilass]

She was more experienced, and Castiel was still powerful enough that he could hurt her if he lost control but he leaned into her lips when they met his and arched his body in such a way that his chest was resting over hers.

[samanthawinch]

The kiss was still simple, still easy, but when he leaned over her, covered her body like that she arched against him, to no avail against his immovable strength. Sam ran her hands up his chest and rested them on the back of his neck before deepening the kiss, opening her lips and brushing her tongue against his- carefully, almost cautiously. She was acutely aware that this was probably his first real kiss.

[featherylilass]

Cas wasn't sure why Sam was opening here mouth and he was even less sure why her tongue was going into his, past his teeth. His breath hitched around it, he was rigid for a moment trying to figure out what to do but not wanting to pull away.

[samanthawinch]

Some part of her wanted to smile, but she opted instead to speak against his lips. "Trust me," she said, one thumb stroking his cheek lightly. "I know what I'm doing."

As if that was ever true a second in her life.