Requested by: DeepBlueeyes99

Imagine: Reader has white angels wings and she gets caught by angels who torture her and Sam and Dean save her.

Another day, another hunt. That was the life you had grown accustomed to since you started coming to Earth. Your orders were to stay in Heaven. Angels weren't supposed to interact with humans. But, once you heard the news that your favorite brother, Castiel, had gone rogue, you had to ask him why.

You came to Earth, tracked him down, and found the Winchesters. Castiel explained how corrupt Heaven was and how he couldn't follow orders like a good little soldier anymore. You couldn't believe the things he was saying about Heaven. You didn't know any of this.

"They don't care about us," the eldest of the Winchester brothers, Dean, said. You just sat there and contemplated everything. You knew they were right and that's what bothered you the most. There was only one thing you knew for sure at this point. Castiel was doing the right thing, and the Winchesters were too.

You stood up and Castiel asked, "Where are you going?" "To Heaven," you responded. "You're going back?" Sam asked, looking genuinely confused, the same look on the other two men's faces. "Yes. I'm on your side, but I have to return. If I don't, they will get suspicious and send more angels after you all. If I go back to Heaven, I can help. I can warn you if they decide to send angels after to you," you explained.

"Y/N, that's dangerous," Castiel stated. "So is going rogue, brother. I will return, I promise," you replied, before going back to Heaven. Things stayed quiet for a while. You would sneak a visit to Earth whenever you could and help the Winchesters and Castiel out whenever you could. But, it was more than that. 

You got to know the Winchesters. They taught you things about Earth. Things you never knew. Dean was the one who seemed to take a particular interest in you. He seemed fascinated by you and you were just as fascinated by him. You and he would spend more and more time together, just hearing stories of each other's pasts.

He would explain his battle wounds, and you would explain yours. He would ask you questions about Heaven and you would ask him questions about Earth. After a while, you found yourself feeling...well, you didn't know what you were feeling, but it was something you've never felt before.

~

You were coming back to Earth from Heaven, trying to find the Winchesters. Things were getting worse as the apocalypse was coming nearer and nearer. You knew that angels had been sent to Earth and you wanted to warn the Winchesters. But, before you could get to them, two of your brothers, Sariel and Micah, appeared. 

"Brothers," you stated, half-panicked, unsure of what they might do. You had a feeling some angels in Heaven knew about your secret whereabouts, and this confirmed that theory. "Sister, what are you doing here?" Micah asked.

"I think that is a better question for you. You are two of Heaven's best warriors. Aren't you supposed to be in Heaven, helping them prepare for the battle?" you asked. "Yes, but first, we were sent to Earth to eliminate a few rogue angels, including Castiel...and you," Sariel replied.

You looked between your two brothers before quickly taking out your angel blade. You began fighting your two brothers, who were just as quick and skilled as you. You had been one of the best, most well-known, fighters in Heaven, but you had never had to fight two angels at one time.

You did the best you could, made many cuts and bruises on your two brothers as you fought them, but in the end, Micah knocked you out and before you could do anything else, the world faded to black.

~

You woke up in a dark room, your wrists were chained to the ceiling above you, blood dripping down your face. Sariel and Micah entered the room. "Why are you doing this? We're family," you asked them. "Heaven is our family. You're the one who betrayed us," Micah responded. "Then, why not just kill me?" you asked.

Sariel let out a small sigh, walking close to you. "Because...you are our little sister, and we want to give you a chance. You have to make a choice. Either Castiel and the Winchesters or us," Sariel told you and you let out a small chuckle.

"Even if I did choose Heaven, you would never let me go back," you replied. "Well, you would have to go through a bit of correctional training first, of course," dragging his angel blade across each one of your white wings, making a very large gash on each, turning them a crimson red instead of the usual pure white they usually are. "But, then we would let you back in," Micah stated.

"Enough," Sariel told him, before turning his attention to you and saying, "Y/N, you need to make a choice, now." But, before you could say anything, the door busted open and in came the Winchesters and Castiel.

They started walking close to the two angels, but Micah was smarter and grabbed his angel blade placing it at your throat, standing behind you. "Let her go," Dean stated in a low voice, making your heart skip a beat.

"You have five seconds to put down your weapons before I kill her with mine," Micah replied. After a bit of hesitation, they put down their weapons and walked away from them a little bit. Micah came out from behind you as Sariel explained, "She needs to make a choice."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked. "Us or you. She either comes back to Heaven with us or dies here on Earth with you," Micah added. "Them," you said, quietly at first. "What?" Sariel asked, almost hissing it out.

"I choose them," you stated, louder. "Your mistake," Micah told you, going to stab you with the angel blade, but before he could, Dean managed to get his angel blade and stab him first. A bright light erupted into the room as Micah screamed before his body dropped to the floor.

Sam and Castiel took care of Sariel while Dean undid your chains. He tenderly wrapped his arms around you, before picking you up. Castiel transported you all to the hotel room they had been staying at in the town. Dean sat you on the bed, before getting a bowl of warm water and a washcloth.

"Sam and I will scout the area for more angels and put up sigils," Castiel stated before they both left the room. Dean sat down next to you and dipped the washcloth in the water before gently wiping the blood on your face off.

You sat there for a moment, just admiring Dean as he attempted to help you. He looked at you for a moment, making eye contact, and you couldn't help but blush and look away quickly. "You don't have to stay here and clean the blood if you don't want to. I'll heal eventually," you told him, letting him know he had no obligations to you.

"I want to," he replied, making you a smile a little bit. He cleared his throat, before asking, "Can I clean your wings?" You stared at him for a moment as confusion hit you like a brick. "You can see them?" you asked. "Yes, does that mean anything?" he questioned. You knew exactly what it meant, but you didn't want to scare him off. 

"No, it's just no human ever has before," you replied. "They're beautiful," Dean complimented making you smile. "Thank you, and yes, you can clean them," you told him. Dean ran a finger over one of your wings, making it tingle before he started to clean it.

There was a moment of silence, when Dean asked, "Earlier, you chose us. Why? You could of had your life in Heaven back. I know it's not great up there, but it's not great down here." "Dean, life in Heaven is no life at all. Besides, if I had chosen Heaven I knew I wouldn't have been able to see you again, and I couldn't handle that," you replied honestly. 

"Just me?" Dean asked, and you immediately realized what you had begun to admit and tried to cover it. "Oh, and Sam and Castiel," you stuttered out with a blush, realizing that you were horrible at trying to cover up your mistakes.

Dean chuckled, before pulling you in a kiss. You didn't know how to react at first and just tried to mimic what Dean was doing. "You're cute when you blush," Dean told you, making you chuckle and look down.

Dean continued to clean your wings, admiring them and you admired him. The whole night the two of you talked and laughed and Dean made promises of all the things he would show you on Earth. You didn't know what half the things he said were, but you were excited to find out what they were, with the most amazing man you had ever met.

Hello my little monsters,

This wasn't the best imagine I have ever written, but thank you all so much for reading it. Thanks so much for your votes and comments! I love you all and all of you are amazing!

Always Keep Fighting!

~Caela