Supernatural imagines

Castiel

I set beside Castiel as I listened to him tell about the plan to stop Raphael.

"Cas are you sure this is the way to defeat him?" I asked softly.

"Yes I am. Are you with me?" He asked softly.

"You know I am. Why do you keep questioning me?" I asked standing up.

"Because I know there is a traitor." He said softly.

"It isn't me. Why would I betray you? I'm your wife." I said glaring at him.

"I don't know who I can trust anymore (y/n). Just cause your my wife doesn't mean you won't betray me." He said calmly.

"No if does mean I won't betray you. Till death do us part. I'm sickness and I'm health. I did not take those words lightly my love. I meant them. I will stand beside you until one of us dies. My loyalty is to you and you alone." I said walking up to him.

"I'm sorry for doubting you.... will you ever forgive me?" He asked taking my hand.

"I'll always forgive you. Now let's go stop Rachael." I said leaning up and kissing him.

We made it to the warehouse and I smiled as I saw Balthazar. Castiel has me go see how everything was while he talked to his brother. I let out a sigh as I looked around.

"Ah if it isn't the angel's wife." A voice said from behind me.

"Crowley aren't you suppose to be doing your work?" I asked annoyed.

"I am." He said as a blade pierced my shoulder.

I fell to the ground clutching my shoulder. I looked behind me to see Raphael smiling at me.

"I'm actually surprised Castiel picked such a weak human to be his mate and wife." He said with a smile.

"You will lose! Castiel will destroy you!" I yelled as I held my stomach.

"He might win and if he does he shall still lose.... because you will be dead." He said with a smirk as he stabbed me once more.

I felt a my life end as darkness engulfed me.

....

Castiel has just killed Balthazar and was wanting to talk to (y/n). He made his way through the hallway and stopped as he spotted her on the ground.

"No...." He said rushing to her side.

"(Y/n).... darling please come back to me." He begged holding her in his arms.

Tears streamed down his face as he cradled (y/n) in his arms.