Sastiel Love Week Day IV Angst (Fallen Angel!Sam/Hunter!Castiel)

Castiel had been scanning the local papers. His brain turned to mush as the black ink began to mush together into a ineligible scribbles. He wiped his eyes.

He was exhausted.

His phone was beeping and chirping with alerts from various news sites. Discussing the strange phenomena he’d been following for days.

The other hunters called him foolish, even the ones who usually had his back. Castiel sighed.

He had narrowed it down, checked every book he knew and crossed every list for every creature.

He was certain this was a fallen angel, or an angel being cast out of Heaven. He knew the angels were trying to keep themselves hidden, he’d heard their transmissions and all the biblical signs made everything almost crystal clear. The transmissions were even more convincing, whatever creature was trying to contact him was certainly desperate.

All the signs had pointed to an abandoned property just outside of town, Castiel was certain that all signs lead here, it seemed like a genuine dead end but after all this work he wasn’t going to be so easily shaken.

Castiel drives down the dusty road, arriving at the lake at the edge of the abandoned property. The transmitter he fashioned to pick up angelic communications is ringing and chirping non-stop and he quickly grabs the device and shoves it in his pocket as he exits the car.

He pulls the flashlight from his glove box, along with his bag of hunting supplies. Castiel takes a deep breath and he heads inside the house.

The house is pitch black, save a soft glow emanating from the remains of what used to be a living room. Castiel tightens the grip on the flashlight and his right hand grazing the flashlight.

In the wreckage of the kitchen stands a winged figure, who slowly turns to the nervous hunter. He’s covered in blood and his face is contorted in pain.

Castiel almost doesn’t notice the giant wings until they twitch and protectively curl around the large man. The dusty brown feather are soaking in a glowing liquid that Castiel cannot identify.

Castiel pulls his gaze away and he lowers his gun and stares at the sad hazel eyes staring back at him. The voice sounding ancient and tired, the words sound alien in his mouth.

“Help me, please..” He says desperately.

Castiel stares, eyes wide, his hands shake as he struggles with what to do. He places his bag on the floor and reaches out to steady the angel by the shoulder. His eyes go half lidded and he begins to sway.

Castiel reaches out quickly and guides the poor angel to a crumpled sitting position on the dusty floor. He passes out then, leaning on the broken kitchen cabinets. His long hair falls in front of him as his head droops.

The hunter just gawks. There are cuts and scrapes all over his face. No one has yet to take notice of this hurt angel yet so Castiel quickly gets into his truck and heads to the nearest drug store at breakneck speed.

In a blur , Castiel raids the first aid aisle of the drug store, the clerk raises his eyebrow but doesn’t say much of anything went Castiel slams down five dollar bill and tells him to keep the change before dashing back to his car.

Please don’t be dead, Castiel thinks as he breaks several speeding laws to get back to the abandoned house.

Castiel opens the door quietly and he’s shocked to find the angel now awake and staring at him from the floor with soft glowing eyes. 

“I thought you… left,” He says simply, his tone verging on heart breaking. Tear tracts are visible in the layers of blood and dirt. The words are strained.

“No, I didn’t, ” Castiel says simply. He takes out his supplies from the bag, the angel stares at him quizzically, his wings twitch.

Castiel stares at angel for several moments, “Do you have a name?” He says softly, the angel looks at him with tired eyes, “Samael,” He says.

“It’s just first aid supplies,” Castiel says as he begins to get the supplies together. The angel’s eyes go wide, Castiel pinches his face, “This will sting,”

Castiel quietly cleaned Samael’s wounds, they both said nothing. Samael winced occasionally, his wings shifted in pain.

Very soon Castiel manages to get Sam to follow him to his truck, the angel climbs inside and soon Castiel is on the road, headed back to his house in the woods to help the poor angel in need.

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