This wasn't his Sam.

Cas knew that the moment Sam walked into the room.

He tried not to show his fear to the...thing, but he couldn't help it.

Sam sensed his fear, and that's when he attacked.

He beat the angel until he was a bloody mess. Not once did Cas hit back. Underneath this monster, he knew his Sam was there, trying to get out.

Cas looked up at Sam from his position on the floor. He saw red, and knew there was blood in his eyes. He was still able to see Sam, who had a sinister smile on his lips, and the angels blood on his hands and face.

He watched, shakily, as Sam bent down and opened his trench coat, grabbing the angel blade from the inside of his pocket. "Sam...no...please..."

Sam held the blade in his hand and stared down at Cas, the smile not once leaving his lips. He dragged the blade down Cas' neck, not cutting into his skin, just trying to intimidate him.

The intimidation worked. Cas trembled under his touch, his blue eyes welling with with tears. "Please, Sam, please! Don't do this!"

Sam raised the blade higher, about to bring it down on Cas. He swung down and Cas closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to overcome him.

Cas felt nothing. He opened his eyes and turned his head, looking at the blade in the floor.

"From this moment, your every breath is a gift from me."

Cas looked up at Sam who had stood up again. "When I get back, I want you out of here. Or I swear, I will kill you." Sam walked off, leaving the angel alone with his thoughts.

Cas looked back at the blade, his heart broken. A single tear fell from his eyes as he stared at it.

He needed to get his Sam back.

And fast.

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Yes, yes, I know, "WHAT THE FUCK CHEY?!?!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?!?!? WAAAH!!"

I apologize.

And ye, I made the aesthetic.

AND

THIS IS CHAPTER 99

WOAH!!!!!!!!!

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