So Fell the Angels - Supernatural Fanfic/Fanfiction (Castiel Fan Fiction)

Chapter 19: I Am Become Death

Chapter 19: I Am Become Death

 

Tabitha rolled her head back and forth on her shoulders and reached over her head with her arms as she stretched the muscles of her back. Her muscles were achy and felt unsteady like Jell-O, but the sensation was a pleasant reminder of her long run. She considered stopping by their motel room du jour to take a quick shower, but instead walked past the rows of rooms towards the family-style diner just down the street.

Sam and Dean were sure to complain about the fact that she hadn't stopped to shower before meeting them, but the growl in her stomach was louder than their growls were sure to be, and the need to slake her hunger superseded her desire to wash away a little sweat just for their benefit.

Wiping a few beads of sweat from her forehead with the sleeve of her zip-up sweatshirt, Tabitha prepared to enter the restaurant where Sam had texted her that he and Dean would be waiting for her to join them.

"Tabitha."

Jumping at the unexpected voice, Tabitha turned and reached for the small of her back where she normally kept either her Glock 22 or her Smith and Wesson 9mm, but her hand touched only her back. She rarely carried a handgun when she jogged as it was hard to conceal in her running pants and the weight annoyed her, although Dean was always arguing that she should.

"Cas?" she huffed in relief, letting her hands fall against her thighs as she braced herself and leaned down towards the ground. "You about scared the life out of me," she continued as she straightened up.

His face drew up in his normal confused manner as he stiffly told her, "Forgive me."

But she waved it off. "What are you doing here?" she asked instead. Not that she was complaining, but she hadn't seen him in a few days and they were trying to be discreet about their meetings.

"Heaven requires you and your brothers to handle a…situation for us," Castiel almost formally explained.

"So why are you here asking just me? Why aren't you asking Dean? Seems to me that he's the one more important to Heaven. After all, you did pull him outta Hell." She'd given the matter a lot of consideration and although Castiel was protecting her as well, Dean still seemed to be the more important one. He was the one yanked out of Hell, and he was the one that the angel had taken back in time to learn more about their family's history.

"I'm asking you."

Some locals stumbled out of the little diner, prompting Tabitha to move towards the alley next to it to be less conspicuous, motioning the angel to follow her.

"I'm not sure I like the sound of 'Heaven' 'requiring' us to do something. Last time, it was you guys wanting to kill some girl," she told him as she crossed her arms over her chest. She trusted Castiel, but that didn't necessarily extend to the rest of his Feathered Band of Brothers. And she didn't miss that Heaven was behind this request. Not Castiel.

The angel became very still as he stared at her, only his hands flexing ever so slightly at his sides. "She was no 'girl,'" he answered with a quiet intensity.

"No. But you guys were still trying to kill her."

"I follow orders."

She ignored his usual warning, leaning slightly forward as she reminded him, "I don't have to."

 "You'll not help?"

She gave a tired sigh. "Can't you even trust me a little bit now? After everything. I just want to know if what 'Heaven' wants us to do is gonna be like the Anna situation all over again."