Supernatural Imagines

"I'm Allergic To Cas!" (TFW)

You were completely alert, gun pointed straight ahead of you. It was dark and you were in some sort of dusty old warehouse with various rooms on every side.

"Cas, you go with [y/n] and I'll go with Dean," Sam instructed and you nodded. Castiel walked ahead of you, a flash light in his hand, into a large room at the back end of the warehouse.

There was no light except the eerie beam a few meters ahead. You pointed your gun down, observing the beam.

Suddenly, the whole room became bright. The lights switched on and you had to cover your face because of the sudden brightness piercing your eyes.

You looked to Cas who was confused. You heard weird giggling coming from behind a wooden wall.

"Big mistake you made coming here," A high pitched voice said. You raised an eyebrow, slowly pointing your gun up. You had anti-witch bullets because you are on a case hunting a witch.

"Oh yeah? I could argue with that," You said while signaling Cas to walk ahead and search the room.

"Do you even know who you're talking to?" She said, her heels tapped on the floor as she walked out of the darkness. You were surprised with her appearance. Her voice didn't reflect  how she looked. She was thin and tall, wearing full black with dark red lipstick and eyeliner.

"You're Ivana Stevenson, a witch as I'd like to say," You said and she laughed, once again in the same creepy way. "Oh you make me sound bad!" She smirked.

You stared at her in disbelief, "What you did to those people, that wasn't bad?!" She thought on the point for a moment and looked back at you, "Well... I'd call it a makeover. A chance to be successful by being someone else."

She looked at Cas and started walking towards him. She looked as if she was going to eat him, and knowing how psychotic and creepy she is, Ivana seemed very capable.

"Don't," You glared at her, blocking Cas, who had his fists clenched. "Ah, I see," Ivana said as she walked back, "You... Like him." You swallowed hard. Panicking a bit.

"W-What?" You tried to keep your chill. "Love. I've always found it confusing, but very useful for getting what I want," She grinned and pointed her hands ahead.

Just then, Sam and Dean entered the room, looking exhausted and worked up.

"Oh, you boys can watch!" She said and Sam and Dean looked at each other.

"No! Don't-"

There was a ray of light, emitting from Ivana's hand to Castiel. He twitched and shook as if he was being electrocuted. You were going to shoot the witch but you stopped, thinking that it may kill Castiel.

There was an explosion. You, Sam and Dean covered yourselves. Smoke appeared from Castiel's trench coat that was placed in a pile on the floor.

"Cas..." You trembled.

He was gone. The Angel in the trench coat was finished, the only thing left was his signature clothing. You grew sad, teary but then full of rage.

"Bring him back!" Dean shouted and the witch laughed. "BRING HIM BACK GODDAMMIT!" You yelled, making the room shake. The witch raised her eyebrows, "Figure it out yourselves. I've given him a new life, maybe he can do something useful with it."

With another blink and a puff of black smoke, the witch had disappeared.

You shot your gun in the air. "THAT BITCH!" You exclaimed, fumes coming out of your head, metaphorically.

Dean ran to the trench coat while Sam went over to the witch's table for any clues. "Cas..." Dean mumbled, sounding as if he was going to cry.

Unexpectedly, he sneezed. "Bless you," You said and Dean nodded. He sneezed again, making you jump.