Chapter 13

Castiel was jolted awake the next morning by the sound of pained screaming. He froze, half sitting up in his bed, and listened for any sign that it had been more than some remnant nightmare. A moment later though it sounded again, a cry of torment that curled up on the end into a whimper before it died. Castiel’s heart made much the ( Read more... )

Chapter 12

Author's Note: Yes, you finally get some porn this chapter. I know it's a LOOOOOONG chapter but I didn't want to break up the hotness so enjoy.

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Castiel sat on the edge of his bed and stared at his sword where it rested against a nearby wall. The adrenaline of battle had fled his system ( Read more... )

Chapter 11

When Sam found Dean a short while later he was picking a fight with one of the other soldiers, his finger jabbing into the man’s chest like a punctuation to the clipped off words coming out of his mouth. “Don’t. You. EVER. Talk. About. Him. Again,” Dean growled. Sam wasn’t sure what had spurred the argument but the other soldier looked ( Read more... )

Chapter 10

It seemed that Castiel's two companions had become more comfortable around him after the events of the previous night and as the afternoon wore into evening, he found himself caught in the middle of a conversation between both men as they rode. He chimed in occasionally when his opinion was asked for but otherwise sat quiet and simply ( Read more... )

Chapter 9

By the time Sam spotted a cave for them to rest in he was utterly exhausted. He’d pulled all night rides before but they were never something he looked forward to and his concern over Dean’s health had him checking every nook and cranny he thought they might have been able to hole up in. The small outcropping of rocks he’d finally chosen ( Read more... )

Chapter 8

Dean had always been an adept fighter, ever since he was little more than a boy. Years on the streets of Rome had taught him how to hold his own, to survive against the odds or risk starvation for himself and Sam. Rough skills were learned in the seedy taverns that lined the dark corners of the city but they were truly honed once Dean ( Read more... )

Chapter 7

He was pinned against the door to Azazel’s home, the hot breath of the senator ghosting over his ear, and Castiel couldn’t seem to get his heart to stop pounding. He tried to free up some space between their bodies but no matter how hard he pushed, the other man simply wouldn’t budge. He got nothing but laughter for his efforts as Azazel ( Read more... )

Chapter 6

The past three days had been the longest of Castiel’s life despite the fact that Michael had been kind enough to leave him to his own devices. He had no doubts however that his movements throughout the house had been watched carefully to make sure he didn’t try to leave, an unnecessary precaution in his mind since he wasn’t about to do ( Read more... )

Chapter 5

The mood of the encampment was one of general frivolity. The recent victory over the Gauls had solidified their hold on this section of the region and news had just reached them that another garrison 30 miles to their west had also won a decisive battle. The Gauls would have no choice now but to give ground and regroup farther north to ( Read more... )

Chapter 4

This was it. Castiel was utterly doomed. He sat curled in a corner of the kitchen near the stoves and wracked his brain for a way to get in touch with Gabriel but he already knew his brother wouldn’t even get the letter in time to spare him Michael’s wrath when he got home. As he looked up into the worried face of Anya, guilt tugged at ( Read more... )