My Guardian Angel (Castiel X Reader Epilogue)

Castiel regained his strength quickly, healing himself the next day. He also healed the gashes on Dean’s chest and your side.

After driving most of the night and into the late morning, Dean had parked the impala on the side of the road and the four of you got out to stretch your legs. Castiel retrieved his trench coat from the trunk and surprisingly it was completely dry. Sam’s phone rang and he answered it.  It was Garth. The call was brief but you understood from Sam’s side of the conversation that Garth had another job for them. After hanging up, Sam filled the rest of you in.

“Looks like Garth is having some trouble in Colorado and wants us to help him out. Just a shapeshifter,” Sam said, “nothing we can’t handle.”

“Then you won’t mind if we sit this one out?” Castiel asked, taking your hand in his.

Dean understood.

“Not at all,” he said, and the two brothers walked back to the impala. “Just have her back by 10:00,” he joked over his shoulder and then shut the door.  

You and Castiel stood on the roadside and watched as the black ‘67 chevy impala pulled away and drove down the stretch of highway, leaving the two of you alone.

When it was out of sight Castiel turned to face you.

“Remember when I told you that I heard your prayers?” he asked and you nodded in response. “Did you think I had forgotten the last thing you said the night I was taken? Because I didn’t... I couldn’t. It was the only thing that kept me fighting.”

The angel stepped closer to you and took both your hands in his. You looked up into his blue eyes. He paused for a moment and then softly spoke your name.

“I love you too,” he said.

Then he placed a hand on your cheek and slowly lowered his chin until his lips met yours. You closed your eyes as his skin brushed against you. His touch was tender and his kiss intimate, slow, and soft.  It was everything you had ever hoped for in a kiss. After a long moment he pulled away. You smiled shyly, blushing. He looked at you the way you had always wished someone would. With gentle compassion and concern, but mostly love. You felt overwhelmed with emotions and threw your arms around his neck. He hugged you back, squeezing you tightly as if he would never let go. You buried your face in his trench coat, inhaling his familiar scent and forever connecting it to this perfect moment. Castiel relaxed his grip and whispered in your ear.

“Where would you like to go,” he asked, resting his hands on your hips, “Anywhere in the world. I can take you right now.”

“You’ve seen it all,” you said, looking up at him, “You probably know all the good spots. Surprise me.”

He smiled.

“I had hoped you’d say that,” he said before holding his hand out to you.

You felt the warmth of his fingers as you put your hand in his, and together you disappeared from the roadside.