🎶: 'Heathens' by Twenty One Pilots

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You ran a hand through your hair as you packed weapons into your duffel bag. You felt scared, angry but confident. You were ready to face whatever would come ahead, mentally and physically... or so you thought.

"Come on boys! Let's go," You said, your face minus emotion. You walked ahead, slinging the bag over your shoulder.

Ever since your boyfriend Castiel had said yes to Lucifer using him as a vessel, you had only one mission: getting him back. He had disappeared as soon as he said yes. You had got an indication of where Lucifer!Cas might be and you and the Winchesters planned to go there.

Dean and Sam looked at you then looked at each other. They've been concerned about the lack of emotion you've been showing for the past three weeks. You're known as a very expressive person normally.

"What are you waiting for? The sky to fall?!" You questioned, raising your eyebrows, "Let's go!" The boys followed with no questions asked. Dean started the Impala and Sam sat next to him, acting as the navigator. You sat in the back, drowned in thought of your imprisoned boyfriend.

*****

You entered an old dusty warehouse, gun pointed ahead. Dean was infront of you and Sam behind, both having guns. Dean would warn you both if he heard anything.

You entered an empty room and the moment you let go of your alert stance, you were attacked by a guy.

"[y/n]!" Sam shouted. You sharply turned around, barely missing the guy's blade. It was an Angel blade.

"Well guys, an Angel means we're in the right-"

THUD!

You fell to the ground, your vision blurry. Your head oozed with blood and you winced in pain before being sucked into a black hole of unconsciousness.

*****

You gasped. You lifted your head to look ahead, only to find you couldn't see anything. If you couldn't feel the blindfold on your face, you'd think you were blind.

You shook vigorously, panicking. You tried to rip yourself away from the wooden pillar but your hands and legs were tied at the back. You huffed at being unsuccessful.

"Sam? Sam!"

You heard Dean's voice. "Dean?" You said, a bit hoarse. "Hey, [y/n]!" Dean sighed with relief. You heard him shift a bit, you could tell he was towards your left. The entrance door was on your right.

Sam coughed and you smiled with happiness. "Oh Sam, you're okay!" You said.

Just then, the door swing open, the sound echoing through the room. You felt a gush of wind on your legs, making your shiver.

"Look who we've got tied up! Sam and Dean Winchester," The guy walked in said.

At first it was hard to tell because of the tone but then you realised... It was Castiel. His vessel's voice at least.

Someone whispered something and then you heard footsteps approach you. "Oh and a bonus. [y/n] [y/l/n]," Castiel but not Castiel said. It had to be Lucifer.

"Don't you dare touch a finger on her!" Dean growled. "And what are you going to do if I do, huh?" Lucifer said, "You're all tied up, snug and cozy." He snapped his fingers and in an instant, Dean had duct tape on his mouth.

"That's better," Lucifer said and you heard him walk up to you. The brothers weren't blindfolded, making Sam pull on his ropes furiously.

"Hmmm," Lucifer moaned slowly, moving towards you, lips close to your neck. You stood as still as you could, daring to breathe.

"It's obvious why my brother loves you," He grinned and planted kisses on your neck, "You're... Beautiful." His hand slid a bit too far down your back and you tried to get out of his grip but he held onto you tightly.

He moved closer to your lips, you could feel the warmth from him. He held your head and pulled you into a kiss. You kissed back at first but stopped. He was the only one involved.

He was your Cas but he wasn't. It was his lips but you didn't get that same spark from him like you would everytime you kissed Castiel.

A tear fell from your eye. "Aw, what's wrong? Lacking the enthusiam?" Lucifer said, with a grin, "I can see some very 'intense' moments with you from my brother Castiel. He really knows how to... Get on top of you."

"Get back Lucifer!" Sam yelled and Lucifer stuck his hand to him. Sam was pushed back to the wall, stiff and having trouble breathing.

"We don't need your input, Sammy. Thanks though," Lucifer said. He looked around and after seeing you frightened, he sighed.

He traced you cheek with his finger, "Alright, I'll come back to you later. We'll have a better time together."

He walked away and you relaxed your tense muscles. You wanted your boyfriend back immediately.

Again, you heard whispering. You perked your ears trying to hear the conversation between Lucifer and one of his servants.

"Well it seems that I need to leave you all," He said and did the same thing to you and Dean as he was doing to Sam. This made Dean's knife drop, he was using it to cut the ropes. Lucifer twisted his hand a bit, making the insides of all three of you hurt.

"Because I'm so nice, I'll let you go. You can have fun finding me again," He announced and smirked. He snapped his fingers, causing his powers on you three to stop. He walked out of the door and slammed it shut.

You all waited in silence, for any sound or sign telling you that he was coming back.

Nothing.

Dean ripped his arms apart, breaking the close-to-cut ropes. He removed the duct tape from his mouth then moved over to Sam and helped him with he ropes. Both the brothers came to you and and helped you get free. Dean slowly removed your blind fold, your moist eyes that caused tear stained cheeks were finally uncovered.

You all rushed to the car, in case if anything unexpected happened. You sat in the back again. The whole drive was silent and it was better that way. Till now, you had felt mostly angry at the fact that Lucifer got into your boyfriend but after seeing him face to face, you felt sadness, wanting your Castiel back in your arms.

The whole drive involved you rested your head on the window, sobbing quietly. Castiel had just been infront of you but it hurt even more to think you didn't and couldn't do anything to save him.

*****

No one spoke. When you reached the Bunker, you walked to your bedroom. The boys didn't dare to speak to you, they could see the grief on your face.

You didn't tell them anything. You just went to your room and stripped off your jacket. You threw your duffel bag on the bed and kicked it. You screamed with frustration. You buried your face in your hands, crying loudly.

THUMP!

You looked up to find a beige lump by your bed, getting up. You ran to it.

"Cas? CAS!" You helped him up. He was tired and breathless.

"[y/n]! I don't have much time," He said and pulled you towards him. He planted his lips on yours and kissed you hard and rough. You knew it was him, you could feel him.

He held your face in his hands, wiping your tears as he talked. "I m-managed to push L-Lucifer away for a little bit," He stammered, shutting his eyes as if in pain, "I don't have much time. I can feel him... coming back."

You listened to every word he said, watched his movement. "I-I switched on the G-GPS of my phone," He slumped a bit, "You can find me. I also sent you... the D-Documents you n-need."

He yelled in pain and you held him tight. "Please... Please help me," He pleaded. Castiel kissed you again, softer this time, and then placed his forehead on yours.

"I l-love you," He said and you squeezed the hand that was on your face. "I love you Castiel," You trembled.

You were going to kiss him again but... He was gone. You stood in the same position, the air hugging your body.

You cried out, collapsing onto your bed. You wrapped yourself in the duvet, not bothering to change your clothes. You sobbed yourself to sleep, hoping that everything would go back to normal tomorrow.