esoteric ↯ dean winchester x reader

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   "Are we going to talk about what happened back there?" Metatron spoke up after maybe 2 minutes of silence.

"No." You and Castiel said, exchanging knowing glances. You couldn't talk about it in front of Metatron.

"So.. you're an angel? But I've never seen you before." Metatron had the conversation anways, you didn't respond, "No.. Wait... I know what you are-"

"Shut up." You tried interrupting him.

"-You're an abomination, aren't you?" Metatron understood.

"There was a nicer way to say that." You gritted through your teeth. Before he could say another thing, you turned around and punched him in the neck. He gagged and held his neck. Thats when you remembered, Cass removed his grace. He's human.

You touched his forehead and healed his neck, then removed the last 20 minutes from his mind.

"You shouldn't do that so often. It's dangerous." Cass told you, but didn't stop you.

"I need to practice someway." You said removing your fingers from his head.

"What happened?" Metatron asked, feeling groggy.

"Looks like your lactose intolerant." You said, settling back into your seat.

"Really? I had no idea.." Metatron said. No one. Responded again. And you continued to pretend as though nothing had changed.

~

You pulled up to some odd corner a few blocks after that. Castiel demanded Metatron stay in the car and for you to come with him.

"What was that?" You asked Castiel who stood just out of a street light. The light and shadows fought for dominance on his face.

"I don't know." Cass admitted, "That cupid claimed that you were an archangel baby. This isn't good."

"What does that mean?" You asked, not understanding.

"The spawn of an Angel itself is a radioactive concoction. But Archangels are the big brothers. They were the first angels: Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, and Gabriel. They possess immense power far surpassing that of demons, lesser angels, and most other supernatural beings." Cass said, "And just the sheer idea that you posses that much power and the power of a human soul you have as much power as an Anti-Christ."

"Well, that doesn't sound good." You swallow, trying to use humor as a cop out, "So one of those 4 men are the father? Should I call Maury?"

"I don't know who this Maury person is, but if they can help-" Cass started but you back tracked,

"Basically, how can we find out who my father is? Are any of these guys still alive?" You asked.

"Michael and Lucifer, but they're in the cage down in hell, there's no way we're popping that open." Cass said.

"Wait.." you thought of another idea, "You said that there was someone that was stripping me of my powers when I was young. Do you know of anyone or anything that can do that?"

"There are several Enochian spells that have the power of doing that." Cass said, "That's what we use in Heaven's prison to avoid prisoners fighting back."

"So the only reason for my powers to have returned or slowly been restored would be if someone stopped using the spell?" You continued your point, "And if the powers are as dangerous as you say, they'd have to be dead to be dumb enough to stop using something on me."

"That doesn't mean anything. It could've been your mother using that spell for all you know." Castiel argued.

"Even as strong a spell to keep down an archangel hyped up kid? I don't think so. I don't remember my mom ever being into anything hoodoo." You said, "Say it was my father. If my strength was the first power I got, as much as I'd like to believe it was because of the self-defense classes, I'd say I started getting these powers in maybe 2010?"