Supernatural Imagines

Almost Easy - Castiel Imagine

You had been hunting with the Winchesters since 2005 after they helped you out with a wendigo case. It had been four years and Dean just got off the phone with Castiel. You smiled softly at Dean, he was your best friend and you were his. "I'm gonna get some sleep, okay?" You said to him, your voice layered with exhaustion.

"Yeah sure." He answered and with that you went to sleep. A few hours later you woke up on springs of the hotel bed. The mattress was gone and the alarm clock was broken.

"Dean?" You asked. He turned around and looked at you in confusion.

"(Y/n), what happened?" He asked you. 

"I dunno." You replied. You both left only to see that the city is devastated, everything broken or graffitied on or both. You spent hours walking around wondering what happened. You even bumped into people who had that demonic virus croatoan. When you finally found out that the both of you had been sent forward in time to 2014. After finding a picture with the name Camp Chitaqua, we went there assuming there would be civilization. And that's where you both were now.

We had just broke out of the basement place 2014!Dean had locked us up in and now Dean was talking to Chuck. "Is that (y/n)? I thought she was dead." Chuck said confused.

"Er no?" Dean replied.

"Uh-oh." Chuck said as a women came up behind Dean and tried to slug him. You laughed silently.

"Whoa! Jeez! Easy, lady!" Dean exclaimed as he went to hide behind Chuck and I.

"Risa." Chuck muttered the woman's name.

"Risa." Dean said. 

"You spent the night in Jane's cabin last night, didn't you?" Risa asked glaring at Dean. You were still laughing. This was hilarious to you.

"Uh, what? I—I don't—did I?" Dean asked confused as Chuck nodded.

"I thought we had a 'connection'." Risa said air quoting the word connection. 

"Well, I'm sure that we do." Dean said cockily.

"Yeah?" She asked rudely.

"Hi, Risa." Chuck said. 

"Screw you." She snapped before walking off. 

"Well hello to you too." You muttered sarcastically. 

"Are you sure (y/n) didn't rise from the dead or something and that's her?" Chuck asked.

"Yes!" Dean snapped. "Oh, jeez. I'm getting busted for stuff I haven't even done yet." He muttered.

"What?" Chuck asked confused.

"Uh, never mind. Hey, Chuck, is...Cas still here?" Dean asked.

"Yeah. I don't think Cas is going anywhere." Chuck told you both. You walked into another cabin that Chuck had pointed out where Cas was, you saw Cas sitting in a circle with several women around him. You raised an eyebrow. 

"So, in this way. We're each a fragment of total perception—just, uh, one compartment in that dragonfly eye of group mind. Now, the key to this total, shared perception—it's, um, it's surprisingly physical." Cas said. You stifled a laugh. You could have never pictured the angel this way. Cas seem to have spotted Dean and yourself.

"Oh. Excuse me, ladies. I think I need to confer with our fearless leader for a minute. Why not go get washed up for the orgy?" Cas said to the women they all stood up and left after Cas called them beautiful. Cas himself then stood up streching his back as he grumbled.

"What are you, a hippie?" You asked with a snicker. His head snapped to you and his eyes widened.

"(Y/n)?" He asked sounding shocked.