Unholy Confessions & Profound Bounds
Chapter Nineteen
Third Person
Hannah needed answers and she needed them quickly. She was happy to hear that Jimmy was
top-side again, but devastated that Izzy hadn’t made it out with him. She wasn’t about to waste time
making phone calls to the band or upsetting Erin further, she was going to go directly to the source.
Hannah shut herself in the dungeon to do what she needed to do, and somewhere in the back of her
mind for reasons unknown to herself she knew exactly how to summon him. She didn’t think twice
about it as she gathered all of the ingredients required and then got to her knees in the middle of the
floor. She drew the correct symbol on the floor and aligned it with lit candles, she then mixed several
ingredients together in a bowl and sliced open her forearm and held it over the bowl to allow the
blood to mix with the ingredients. Lastly, she lit a match and spoke the incantation ‘Et ad
congredandum… eos coram me.’ and tossed the match into the bowl, igniting the ingredients.
“What’s that smell?”
Hannah looked up to see Crowley standing inside the demon trap in the middle of the room.
“I thought we should have a little chat, grandfather to granddaughter,” She smirked at him, a little
darker than he ever had expected.
“Simplifying the specifics, good call,” He mused “Never thought the day would come where I was
called a grandfather,”
Hannah sighed and rolled her eyes, rising from her knees to her feet. She stepped over the bowl
and the sigil and stopped just on the edge of the demon trap, looking right into his eyes.
“I have questions,” She told him “You just happen to have all of the answers to these questions,”
“I may very well have the answers to your questions, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to give them to
you, love. I have business to attend to,”
“That business wouldn’t happen to be a now top-side drummer and a good friend of mine you’re
keeping for yourself?”
“I should have guessed that you knew about that already,” He admitted, shrugging a shoulder.
“Mhm,” She narrowed her eyes at him “You did quite a number on him before you abandoned him,
but not enough to keep him from telling us everything that he could remember,”
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Hannah
By the time I was finished with Crowley I was far too exhausted to relay the information to Erin,
Dean and Castiel so I decided to save it for the morning and just go to bed and keep it to myself for
a few hours and maybe even give myself the chance to think on it alone for a while and come up
with something. That didn’t quite go to plan when I had barely just slipped into bed and found myself
quickly falling asleep.
Suddenly, the sound of fluttering wings filled the room and my eyes slowly opened again so that I
could see Castiel standing at the foot of my bed with a small smile on his face.
“Hey, Cas.” I greeted sleepily.
“Hello, Hannah.” He nodded curtly, stepping around to the side of the bed, coming closer to me and
sitting down on the edge while I sat up slightly.
“What are you-“
“What you did was very brave,” He said, cutting me off “I know that you contacted Crowley, and I
know that you have information but that can all wait until morning, I just wanted to come by and say
goodnight.”
He leaned down and pressed his lips to my forehead softer than ever and my eyes closed as I let
out a content hum and smiled a little wider.
“Goodnight, Angel.” I mumbled, beginning to drift off again.
“Goodnight, Hannah.”
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I woke up a few hours later when I could smell something burning. The clock on my bedside table
was flashing ‘3.00’ at me, and I groaned as I rolled out of bed and walked over to the door. The
burning smell was so strong I could have sworn that there was a fire, but the lack of alarm was
confusing.
I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway and took a few steps towards the main area of
the bunker but as quickly as it had come the burning smell disappeared and took my worry with it. I
shrugged and made my way back into my room, but jumped when the door slammed loudly behind
me the second that I walked into the room. I whipped around and looked at the closed door for a
moment before ignoring it and sliding back into bed.
My eyes could have only been closed for a minute when I could hear something moving around on
my desk across the room. I opened my eyes again and looked right at the source of the sound and
noticed that the little tub of pens and pencils that sat on the desk was rattling and moving closer and
closer to the edge of the desk. When it finally slipped off of the edge and crashed to the floor I sat
upright in bed and gasped, looking at the objects scattered on the floor in complete confusion.
Although, my attention was quickly drawn back to the bed when the sheets started to slide from my
body as though someone was pulling them off of my body. I sat there, shocked, in nothing but a
loose fitting tank and shorts while my sheets slid off the edge of my bed and landed on the floor. A
second later I was pinned back down onto the bed with my hands stuck by my sides and a sound of
growling filled the room as I could feel something climbing onto the bed, but I couldn’t see anything. I
was beginning to panic, but my hurried breathing was cut off when weight was applied to my whole
body and it was suddenly too hard for me to breathe at all. Pressure was then applied specifically to
my throat and I managed to bring my hands up to claw at the invisible force that was doing this, but
then my hands were being pulled away from my throat and pinned down on the pillow at either side
of my head. I couldn’t breathe. There was nothing, it was as though there was no air in the room and
my body started to shake while the mattress started to cave in underneath my body. My whole body
was shaking uncontrollably and I could only hope, pray that someone would help me.
Everything stopped. The growling stopped, the pressure released from my body and the mattress
underneath me returned to normal and I fell off of the bed and onto the floor, screaming and sobbing.
“Mother, stop!” A voice boomed, practically shaking the walls.
The light in the room flicked on and Crowley was moving towards me. I scrambled across the floor
until I reached him, still sobbing uncontrollably and he was quick to pull me to my feet and hold me
against him protectively. I didn’t fight his embrace solely because I was terrified beyond belief and
he seemed to be here to protect me.
My bedroom door opened and a red-headed woman stepped inside casually, as though he freaking
owned the place.
“Oh, come on, Fergus.” She sighed, rolling her eyes as him despite the playful smile on her face “I
was just having a bit of fun with her,”
“Well cut it out,” Crowley demanded “She’s family.”
“You think of the angel and these hunters as family now?” She scoffed “Some King you are,”
“No, Rowena.” He snapped, holding me a little tighter when she took a step toward me “She’s literal
family – sixteenth generation, actually.”
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Third Person
Castiel had been with Dean in the library when he heard Hannah praying, but he thought that she
must have been dreaming and made a mental note to check on her when Dean was done showing
him whatever it was that he was showing him. The angel hadn’t been paying much attention, his
thoughts constantly pre-occupied by a certain human.
Dean was still talking when a booming voice snapped them both to attention and Erin emerged from
down in the kitchen to give both of them a weird look. The sound of Hannah sobbing and screaming
snapped the three of them out of it and they took off running towards the room that was now
Hannah’s bedroom, bursting through the door to see Crowley holding Hannah protectively while she
clutched his blazer in her trembling hands Rowena standing across the bedroom from them with her
arms crossed.
When Hannah saw Castiel, she was about to hurry to him but he appeared at her side and pulled
her gently from Crowley and she buried her face in his chest, still sobbing uncontrollably and
grabbing at his trench coat now instead.
“Would you relax, Fergus?” Rowena rolled her eyes “It’s a new little game I’ve been coming up with
– being in Hell with you gave me the idea for it!”
“What the fuck is going on in here?” Erin demanded, moving to Hannah as well and helping Castiel
move her over to the bed.
“Rowena,” Dean growled “It’s been you this whole time?”
“Guilty as charged,” The little woman smirked, holding up her hands in mock-defence.
“You’re a sick woman, mother.” Crowley snarled “This is no game, and if you’d really been paying
so much attention to either of these girls then you would have known that she was family.”
“You really think I look that closely into every person I kill?”
“You were going to kill her?!” Erin snapped, turning her attention from Hannah’s shaking frame back
to the newcomer.
“Of course I was going to kill her!” She laughed, her Scottish accent thick and strong “Once I’d had
my fun I was coming for you, too, sweetheart.”
Hannah’s sobs had subsided and she was cowering in Castiel’s arms, watching everyone in the
room with wide, terrified eyes.
“She’s your mother?” Erin asked, glaring at Crowley, who only nodded solemnly in return “Why am I
not as surprised as I should be?”
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Crowley left with one last soft look at Hannah and he took Rowena with him so that he could
personally keep an eye on her. Once Erin was convinced that Hannah was going to be alright she
took Dean’s hand and left the room so that Castiel and Hannah could be alone.
Hannah laid back down on the bed and Castiel was quick to cover her back up to keep her warm.
“Are you alright now?” He asked, looking at her with the concerned expression he had had the
whole time.
“I’m fine,” She nodded, smiling weakly at him “Pretty shaken up, but I’ll be fine after some more
sleep,”
“Well then, I’ll let you get back to sleep – goodnight Ha-“
“Could you…” Hannah cut him off, but trailed off for a moment, slightly embarrassed about what she
was about to ask “Could you maybe spend the night with me?” She asked “Or at least stay until I fall
asleep?”
“Of course,” He nodded, smiling at her while removing his shoes and his coat.
Hannah moved over slightly in the bed and pulled back the covers so that Cas could slide in beside
her. Once he was laying down Hannah turned away from him and he quickly pulled her back
against him so that they were spooned together, their legs tangled perfectly and Castiel’s face
buried in Hannah’s hair.
“I’ll watch over you,” He promised “Goodnight, Hannah.”
“Goodnight, Angel.” She hummed, finally falling back asleep.
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Hannah
It was almost ten o’clock in the morning when I woke up again, the space in the bed next to me was
completely void of the angel who had been there when I’d fallen asleep. I sat up and ran my fingers
through my hair before running my hand down my face and yawning. I was about to get out of bed
when the door opened and Castiel stepped into the room carrying a tray so he had to kick the door
shut behind him.
“I’m sorry that I wasn’t here when you woke up,” Cas apologized “I just wanted to make you some
breakfast and bring it to you in bed.”
“You made breakfast?” I asked curiously with a smile.
“Don’t worry,” He smiled, placing the tray over my lap “Erin helped me with it and made sure that I
made it just how you like.”
I looked down at the tray and saw the glass of orange juice, toast that was slightly toasted with a
little butter and a lot of strawberry jam slathered all over it and a chopped up apple in a separate
bowl. I picked up a slice of toast and looked up at Castiel as I took a bite out of the corner.
“How is it?” He asked carefully, a little worried that she might not like it.
“It’s perfect,” I answered, swallowing down the bite of toast “Thank you for this, Cas.”
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Cas sat with me while I ate the breakfast that he brought me and once I was finished he took the
tray away and asked me to meet him, Dean and Erin in the library once I was ready.
I quickly showered and threw on an outfit for the day before realising that time was slipping away
from me so I hurried through the bunker and into the library, still tying my damp hair up when I
entered the huge room and found the three of them sitting at one of the long, wooden tables. Dean
was looking at something on his laptop, Erin was quickly flipping through pages of a thick, dusty, old
book and Castiel was fiddling around with his tie.
“Hey guys,” I spoke up, grabbing their attention as I dropped my hands down by my sides from the
back of my head.
“Hannah!” Erin beamed up at me, pushing the book away from her as she stood from her chair and
hurried over to hug me tightly “Are you alright?” She asked “How’d you sleep?”
“Hey, hey,” Dean chuckled as he made his way over to the two of us, placing a hand on Erin’s
shoulder “Don’t hound the poor woman with questions,”
“It’s alright,” I smiled, letting Dean pull me in for a hug, too. “I’m alright,” I insisted “After the whole
thing, with Cas’ help I slept like a log,”
Dean turned around and shot Castiel a teasing look with raised eyebrows and a smirk, earning
himself a smack in the chest from me and a punch in the arm from Erin while we all shared a laugh.
We all moved back to the table and sat down; Erin sat next to Dean while Castiel and I sat down
across the table from them.
“So, Cas told us that you have some information from Crowley,” Dean said, breaking the silence
that had fallen over us.
“Yeah,” I nodded slowly “I had a nice little chat with him late last night before I went to bed,”
“What did you find out from him?” Castiel asked.
“Unfortunately, not too much, but enough – maybe,” I frowned “Whatever he was doing to them
down there, Izzy was the strongest and having Jimmy around was making it even harder for them to
break her. He was a distraction, he kept getting in the way of Crowley and his minions, so they
tossed him top-side so that they could really ‘get to work’ on Izzy.”
Erin visibly tensed, clenched her hands into fists and set her jaw.
“Did he say what exactly he wanted her for?” She asked carefully, almost as though she was
scared of the answer.
“He wants to break her for fun and then, once she’s no longer the Izzy that everybody knows and
loves he’ll use her to his own advantage.”
“We need to know more,” She growled “Get that son of a bitch here right now, let me fucking at him!”
“Actually, Hannah,” Dean spoke up “Crowley wants you to call him when you have a chance, he
wants to talk to you about what happened with Rowena during the night.”
“Why would I want to do that?” I snapped.
“Because we could use him to our advantage,” Dean clarified “Crowley may be the King of Hell, and
he might be a sick, twisted bastard but trust me, it’s really easy to get on his good side, turn him
over for you so that he trusts you and he can be really eager and willing to help out,”
“You know this for sure?” I asked after a moment of silence.
“Yeah,” He chuckled “We definitely know that for sure.”
“Alright, I’ll call him.” I sighed “I’ll get him right where we want him, just give me some time to work it
out.”
“You’re his family,” Cas said “He had a soft spot for family.”
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Third Person
Hannah found it very amusing that Crowley’s phone number was ‘666’ and she was able to have a
little laugh to herself as she dialled and waited for him to answer the phone.
Crowley apologized over the phone on the behalf of his mother, Rowena, and insisted that Hannah
meet with them so that they could talk about a few things. Eventually, she had agreed to meet up
with them somewhere public and Castiel had informed Hannah quickly after the phone call ended
that he wouldn’t let her go alone. He wanted to be there to protect her, plus, he would be able to tell if
there was something wrong with the situation before they even got inside and he would be able to
get her back to safety if Crowley and Rowena were planning anything.
Hannah was sure that Crowley was being genuine over the phone, but it couldn’t hurt to take the angel with her for some protection.
When the two of them had left the bunker, Erin had confided in Dean – almost worriedly – that she
recognized the name ‘Rowena’, and found the page in one of the books that contained everything
they needed to know about her.
She was one of the most powerful witches out there, kicked out of her coven for being too risky with
her magic. So, if they weren’t careful with her then they could be in a lot of trouble.
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The meet-up was at a small coffee-house in town, just a twenty minute walk away from the bunker
so Hannah suggested that she and Cas go on foot since it was such a nice day outside and she
could really use the time to prepare herself and have a few minutes of time with Castiel to just be
with him and enjoy his company.
“Hannah?” Castiel spoke, breaking the comfortable silence that had fallen between them.
“Yeah?” She smiled, looking up at him, squinting a little from the rays of run that shone around his
head.
“I wanted to speak to you about what happened the other day,” He sighed softly “With Metatron and
what he had me do for Heaven.”
“What is there to say about it, Cas?” She asked “He needs you to help him save Heaven, and some
of the things that you have to do in order to set everything right are just pretty… morbid.”
“I just want to know that you’re alright with it,” He admitted, both of them looking ahead again as they
continued to walk “I would hate to think that you thought any less of me for killing that innocent girl,”
“Can you maybe sugar coat it for me a little?” Hannah cringed, pressing a hand to her stomach in an
attempt to soothe the nauseous feeling in her gut “I’m still pretty new to this whole thing.”
“My apologies,” He murmured.
“I don’t think any less of you for doing what you have to do to save your family, and no doubt the
rest of the world, too.” She promised him “I mean, I’m still learning what things are really out there
and if you say Nephilims are bad then I believe you.”
“They are considered to be abominations,” Castiel corrected “A child born of an angel of the lord and
a human,”
Hannah tensed. It sounded so horrible to hear that if anything were to really happen between her
and Castiel, they couldn’t have a family because their child would be considered an ‘abomination’,
hunted down and no doubt killed.
“Abominations,” She sighed “Right, well, that’s all good and well. So, you do what you have to do,
Castiel. I’m not going to think any less of you for doing what you have to. I promise.”
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When Hannah and Cas finally made it to the diner, they found Crowley and Rowena sitting in a
booth near the back. Castiel placed a large hand on the small of Hannah’s back and guided her to
the table easily.
“I should have guessed that you’d bring your feathery little friend,” Crowley smirked “It’s a rare thing
these days to see one of you without the other.”
“Problem?” Hannah asked, an eyebrow raised, taking her seat.
“Darling, I’m the King of Hell and you’re a descendant of mine – of course I have a problem with you
dating a freakin’ Angel.”
“A descendant of the King of Hell and one of the most powerful witches ever known,” Rowena
purred, taking a sip from her latte “Aren’t you a lucky little girl,”
Castiel and Hannah both shot Rowena a warning look, and she just rolled her eyes back to them.
“I didn’t ask you to meet with us so that we could talk family,” Crowley insisted, giving his mother a
swift kick to the ankle underneath the table “I asked you here so that we could all here the wicked
bitch out, and possibly even get an apology out of her.”
“That would be a miracle,” Castiel grumbled, making Hannah stifle a laugh.
“After experiencing some of her work in the dark of the night, I’m not so sure that she’s the soft,
cuddly, apologetic type.”
“Oh, calm yourself,” Rowena scoffed “You and your pretty little friend are the new hunters on the
scene, you’re a new threat to every witch and supernatural being out there, I was feeling you out
and having a little fun with a new spell I’ve been working on.”
“Yes, well, we all know how your little experiments seem to go.” Crowley muttered into his coffee “If
Hannah had ended up like the rest of your little lab rats, I’d just have to bring her back and get rid of
you.”
“You would save some girl you barely even know over your own mother?” Rowena asked, feigning
offence.
“I like her better,”
“Alright,” Hannah cleared her throat “I decided to come here today to hear what the two of you had
to say, but I’m fine, really, and I’m happy just to forget about what happened last night if you back
the fuck off and leave me alone.”
Castiel smiled, liking how strong Hannah’s accent got when she started to get mad. He found it…
attractive.
“She’s definitely one of us,” Rowena smirked “Maybe having you around won’t be so bad after all,”
The table started to shake between the four of them and Crowley looked around and groaned.
“It seems I’m being summoned,” He informed the other three “It’s a… Haner. I must take this, but I’ll
be in touch, darling.”
Just like that, he was gone.
“I’m going to take off, too.” Rowena smiled, standing up and grabbing her purse “No doubt I’ll be in
touch with you, too.”
She turned to walk away, but Cas was quick to grab onto her wrist and hold her in place.
“If you even think about hurting her ever again…” He growled “I won’t hesitate to burn the eyes out
of your skull and leave you burnt out on the ground.”
Rowena chuckled and looked down at Hannah.
“Good bodyguard,” She complimented “I hope you’re paying him handsomely for all of his hard
work.” She winked with a smirk and wiggled her eyebrows.
“Goodbye, Rowena.” Hannah grumbled, dismissing the witch.
“What did she mean by that?” Castiel asked, suddenly seeming so innocent as he sat down with
Hannah again, making her blush.
“Oh, uh, nothing, Cas.” She stammered “Forget about it, let’s go do something.”
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Hannah
Castiel and I were walking through the park, enjoying the sun, sharing a tub of ice cream and I was
laughing at one of his stories.
He was cut off when my phone started to ring in my pocket.
“Sorry,” I apologized, pulling it out of my pocket and looking at the screen “It’s Lacey,” I frowned.
“You’d better answer her call,” Castiel insisted, forcing himself to eat another scoop of ice cream. I
noticed that he didn’t cringe at the taste of molecules so much that time around.
I answered the call and pressed the phone to my ear.
“Hello? Lacey? Is everything alright?” I asked.
She was babbling, ranting and raving about something. I couldn’t make sense of a single thing that
she was saying, but I made an attempt to calm her anyway.
“Lacey, whoa, hey, take a deep breath and try to calm down, where are you?”
She gave me the name of the hotel that they were staying in at the moment and her room number.
“I’ll be right there, just hang on, I’m coming.
Hannah needed answers and she needed them quickly. She was happy to hear that Jimmy was
top-side again, but devastated that Izzy hadn’t made it out with him. She wasn’t about to waste time
making phone calls to the band or upsetting Erin further, she was going to go directly to the source.
Hannah shut herself in the dungeon to do what she needed to do, and somewhere in the back of her
mind for reasons unknown to herself she knew exactly how to summon him. She didn’t think twice
about it as she gathered all of the ingredients required and then got to her knees in the middle of the
floor. She drew the correct symbol on the floor and aligned it with lit candles, she then mixed several
ingredients together in a bowl and sliced open her forearm and held it over the bowl to allow the
blood to mix with the ingredients. Lastly, she lit a match and spoke the incantation ‘Et ad
congredandum… eos coram me.’ and tossed the match into the bowl, igniting the ingredients.
“What’s that smell?”
Hannah looked up to see Crowley standing inside the demon trap in the middle of the room.
“I thought we should have a little chat, grandfather to granddaughter,” She smirked at him, a little
darker than he ever had expected.
“Simplifying the specifics, good call,” He mused “Never thought the day would come where I was
called a grandfather,”
Hannah sighed and rolled her eyes, rising from her knees to her feet. She stepped over the bowl
and the sigil and stopped just on the edge of the demon trap, looking right into his eyes.
“I have questions,” She told him “You just happen to have all of the answers to these questions,”
“I may very well have the answers to your questions, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to give them to
you, love. I have business to attend to,”
“That business wouldn’t happen to be a now top-side drummer and a good friend of mine you’re
keeping for yourself?”
“I should have guessed that you knew about that already,” He admitted, shrugging a shoulder.
“Mhm,” She narrowed her eyes at him “You did quite a number on him before you abandoned him,
but not enough to keep him from telling us everything that he could remember,”
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Hannah
By the time I was finished with Crowley I was far too exhausted to relay the information to Erin,
Dean and Castiel so I decided to save it for the morning and just go to bed and keep it to myself for
a few hours and maybe even give myself the chance to think on it alone for a while and come up
with something. That didn’t quite go to plan when I had barely just slipped into bed and found myself
quickly falling asleep.
Suddenly, the sound of fluttering wings filled the room and my eyes slowly opened again so that I
could see Castiel standing at the foot of my bed with a small smile on his face.
“Hey, Cas.” I greeted sleepily.
“Hello, Hannah.” He nodded curtly, stepping around to the side of the bed, coming closer to me and
sitting down on the edge while I sat up slightly.
“What are you-“
“What you did was very brave,” He said, cutting me off “I know that you contacted Crowley, and I
know that you have information but that can all wait until morning, I just wanted to come by and say
goodnight.”
He leaned down and pressed his lips to my forehead softer than ever and my eyes closed as I let
out a content hum and smiled a little wider.
“Goodnight, Angel.” I mumbled, beginning to drift off again.
“Goodnight, Hannah.”
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I woke up a few hours later when I could smell something burning. The clock on my bedside table
was flashing ‘3.00’ at me, and I groaned as I rolled out of bed and walked over to the door. The
burning smell was so strong I could have sworn that there was a fire, but the lack of alarm was
confusing.
I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway and took a few steps towards the main area of
the bunker but as quickly as it had come the burning smell disappeared and took my worry with it. I
shrugged and made my way back into my room, but jumped when the door slammed loudly behind
me the second that I walked into the room. I whipped around and looked at the closed door for a
moment before ignoring it and sliding back into bed.
My eyes could have only been closed for a minute when I could hear something moving around on
my desk across the room. I opened my eyes again and looked right at the source of the sound and
noticed that the little tub of pens and pencils that sat on the desk was rattling and moving closer and
closer to the edge of the desk. When it finally slipped off of the edge and crashed to the floor I sat
upright in bed and gasped, looking at the objects scattered on the floor in complete confusion.
Although, my attention was quickly drawn back to the bed when the sheets started to slide from my
body as though someone was pulling them off of my body. I sat there, shocked, in nothing but a
loose fitting tank and shorts while my sheets slid off the edge of my bed and landed on the floor. A
second later I was pinned back down onto the bed with my hands stuck by my sides and a sound of
growling filled the room as I could feel something climbing onto the bed, but I couldn’t see anything. I
was beginning to panic, but my hurried breathing was cut off when weight was applied to my whole
body and it was suddenly too hard for me to breathe at all. Pressure was then applied specifically to
my throat and I managed to bring my hands up to claw at the invisible force that was doing this, but
then my hands were being pulled away from my throat and pinned down on the pillow at either side
of my head. I couldn’t breathe. There was nothing, it was as though there was no air in the room and
my body started to shake while the mattress started to cave in underneath my body. My whole body
was shaking uncontrollably and I could only hope, pray that someone would help me.
Everything stopped. The growling stopped, the pressure released from my body and the mattress
underneath me returned to normal and I fell off of the bed and onto the floor, screaming and sobbing.
“Mother, stop!” A voice boomed, practically shaking the walls.
The light in the room flicked on and Crowley was moving towards me. I scrambled across the floor
until I reached him, still sobbing uncontrollably and he was quick to pull me to my feet and hold me
against him protectively. I didn’t fight his embrace solely because I was terrified beyond belief and
he seemed to be here to protect me.
My bedroom door opened and a red-headed woman stepped inside casually, as though he freaking
owned the place.
“Oh, come on, Fergus.” She sighed, rolling her eyes as him despite the playful smile on her face “I
was just having a bit of fun with her,”
“Well cut it out,” Crowley demanded “She’s family.”
“You think of the angel and these hunters as family now?” She scoffed “Some King you are,”
“No, Rowena.” He snapped, holding me a little tighter when she took a step toward me “She’s literal
family – sixteenth generation, actually.”
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Third Person
Castiel had been with Dean in the library when he heard Hannah praying, but he thought that she
must have been dreaming and made a mental note to check on her when Dean was done showing
him whatever it was that he was showing him. The angel hadn’t been paying much attention, his
thoughts constantly pre-occupied by a certain human.
Dean was still talking when a booming voice snapped them both to attention and Erin emerged from
down in the kitchen to give both of them a weird look. The sound of Hannah sobbing and screaming
snapped the three of them out of it and they took off running towards the room that was now
Hannah’s bedroom, bursting through the door to see Crowley holding Hannah protectively while she
clutched his blazer in her trembling hands Rowena standing across the bedroom from them with her
arms crossed.
When Hannah saw Castiel, she was about to hurry to him but he appeared at her side and pulled
her gently from Crowley and she buried her face in his chest, still sobbing uncontrollably and
grabbing at his trench coat now instead.
“Would you relax, Fergus?” Rowena rolled her eyes “It’s a new little game I’ve been coming up with
– being in Hell with you gave me the idea for it!”
“What the fuck is going on in here?” Erin demanded, moving to Hannah as well and helping Castiel
move her over to the bed.
“Rowena,” Dean growled “It’s been you this whole time?”
“Guilty as charged,” The little woman smirked, holding up her hands in mock-defence.
“You’re a sick woman, mother.” Crowley snarled “This is no game, and if you’d really been paying
so much attention to either of these girls then you would have known that she was family.”
“You really think I look that closely into every person I kill?”
“You were going to kill her?!” Erin snapped, turning her attention from Hannah’s shaking frame back
to the newcomer.
“Of course I was going to kill her!” She laughed, her Scottish accent thick and strong “Once I’d had
my fun I was coming for you, too, sweetheart.”
Hannah’s sobs had subsided and she was cowering in Castiel’s arms, watching everyone in the
room with wide, terrified eyes.
“She’s your mother?” Erin asked, glaring at Crowley, who only nodded solemnly in return “Why am I
not as surprised as I should be?”
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Crowley left with one last soft look at Hannah and he took Rowena with him so that he could
personally keep an eye on her. Once Erin was convinced that Hannah was going to be alright she
took Dean’s hand and left the room so that Castiel and Hannah could be alone.
Hannah laid back down on the bed and Castiel was quick to cover her back up to keep her warm.
“Are you alright now?” He asked, looking at her with the concerned expression he had had the
whole time.
“I’m fine,” She nodded, smiling weakly at him “Pretty shaken up, but I’ll be fine after some more
sleep,”
“Well then, I’ll let you get back to sleep – goodnight Ha-“
“Could you…” Hannah cut him off, but trailed off for a moment, slightly embarrassed about what she
was about to ask “Could you maybe spend the night with me?” She asked “Or at least stay until I fall
asleep?”
“Of course,” He nodded, smiling at her while removing his shoes and his coat.
Hannah moved over slightly in the bed and pulled back the covers so that Cas could slide in beside
her. Once he was laying down Hannah turned away from him and he quickly pulled her back
against him so that they were spooned together, their legs tangled perfectly and Castiel’s face
buried in Hannah’s hair.
“I’ll watch over you,” He promised “Goodnight, Hannah.”
“Goodnight, Angel.” She hummed, finally falling back asleep.
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Hannah
It was almost ten o’clock in the morning when I woke up again, the space in the bed next to me was
completely void of the angel who had been there when I’d fallen asleep. I sat up and ran my fingers
through my hair before running my hand down my face and yawning. I was about to get out of bed
when the door opened and Castiel stepped into the room carrying a tray so he had to kick the door
shut behind him.
“I’m sorry that I wasn’t here when you woke up,” Cas apologized “I just wanted to make you some
breakfast and bring it to you in bed.”
“You made breakfast?” I asked curiously with a smile.
“Don’t worry,” He smiled, placing the tray over my lap “Erin helped me with it and made sure that I
made it just how you like.”
I looked down at the tray and saw the glass of orange juice, toast that was slightly toasted with a
little butter and a lot of strawberry jam slathered all over it and a chopped up apple in a separate
bowl. I picked up a slice of toast and looked up at Castiel as I took a bite out of the corner.
“How is it?” He asked carefully, a little worried that she might not like it.
“It’s perfect,” I answered, swallowing down the bite of toast “Thank you for this, Cas.”
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Cas sat with me while I ate the breakfast that he brought me and once I was finished he took the
tray away and asked me to meet him, Dean and Erin in the library once I was ready.
I quickly showered and threw on an outfit for the day before realising that time was slipping away
from me so I hurried through the bunker and into the library, still tying my damp hair up when I
entered the huge room and found the three of them sitting at one of the long, wooden tables. Dean
was looking at something on his laptop, Erin was quickly flipping through pages of a thick, dusty, old
book and Castiel was fiddling around with his tie.
“Hey guys,” I spoke up, grabbing their attention as I dropped my hands down by my sides from the
back of my head.
“Hannah!” Erin beamed up at me, pushing the book away from her as she stood from her chair and
hurried over to hug me tightly “Are you alright?” She asked “How’d you sleep?”
“Hey, hey,” Dean chuckled as he made his way over to the two of us, placing a hand on Erin’s
shoulder “Don’t hound the poor woman with questions,”
“It’s alright,” I smiled, letting Dean pull me in for a hug, too. “I’m alright,” I insisted “After the whole
thing, with Cas’ help I slept like a log,”
Dean turned around and shot Castiel a teasing look with raised eyebrows and a smirk, earning
himself a smack in the chest from me and a punch in the arm from Erin while we all shared a laugh.
We all moved back to the table and sat down; Erin sat next to Dean while Castiel and I sat down
across the table from them.
“So, Cas told us that you have some information from Crowley,” Dean said, breaking the silence
that had fallen over us.
“Yeah,” I nodded slowly “I had a nice little chat with him late last night before I went to bed,”
“What did you find out from him?” Castiel asked.
“Unfortunately, not too much, but enough – maybe,” I frowned “Whatever he was doing to them
down there, Izzy was the strongest and having Jimmy around was making it even harder for them to
break her. He was a distraction, he kept getting in the way of Crowley and his minions, so they
tossed him top-side so that they could really ‘get to work’ on Izzy.”
Erin visibly tensed, clenched her hands into fists and set her jaw.
“Did he say what exactly he wanted her for?” She asked carefully, almost as though she was
scared of the answer.
“He wants to break her for fun and then, once she’s no longer the Izzy that everybody knows and
loves he’ll use her to his own advantage.”
“We need to know more,” She growled “Get that son of a bitch here right now, let me fucking at him!”
“Actually, Hannah,” Dean spoke up “Crowley wants you to call him when you have a chance, he
wants to talk to you about what happened with Rowena during the night.”
“Why would I want to do that?” I snapped.
“Because we could use him to our advantage,” Dean clarified “Crowley may be the King of Hell, and
he might be a sick, twisted bastard but trust me, it’s really easy to get on his good side, turn him
over for you so that he trusts you and he can be really eager and willing to help out,”
“You know this for sure?” I asked after a moment of silence.
“Yeah,” He chuckled “We definitely know that for sure.”
“Alright, I’ll call him.” I sighed “I’ll get him right where we want him, just give me some time to work it
out.”
“You’re his family,” Cas said “He had a soft spot for family.”
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Third Person
Hannah found it very amusing that Crowley’s phone number was ‘666’ and she was able to have a
little laugh to herself as she dialled and waited for him to answer the phone.
Crowley apologized over the phone on the behalf of his mother, Rowena, and insisted that Hannah
meet with them so that they could talk about a few things. Eventually, she had agreed to meet up
with them somewhere public and Castiel had informed Hannah quickly after the phone call ended
that he wouldn’t let her go alone. He wanted to be there to protect her, plus, he would be able to tell if
there was something wrong with the situation before they even got inside and he would be able to
get her back to safety if Crowley and Rowena were planning anything.
Hannah was sure that Crowley was being genuine over the phone, but it couldn’t hurt to take the angel with her for some protection.
When the two of them had left the bunker, Erin had confided in Dean – almost worriedly – that she
recognized the name ‘Rowena’, and found the page in one of the books that contained everything
they needed to know about her.
She was one of the most powerful witches out there, kicked out of her coven for being too risky with
her magic. So, if they weren’t careful with her then they could be in a lot of trouble.
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The meet-up was at a small coffee-house in town, just a twenty minute walk away from the bunker
so Hannah suggested that she and Cas go on foot since it was such a nice day outside and she
could really use the time to prepare herself and have a few minutes of time with Castiel to just be
with him and enjoy his company.
“Hannah?” Castiel spoke, breaking the comfortable silence that had fallen between them.
“Yeah?” She smiled, looking up at him, squinting a little from the rays of run that shone around his
head.
“I wanted to speak to you about what happened the other day,” He sighed softly “With Metatron and
what he had me do for Heaven.”
“What is there to say about it, Cas?” She asked “He needs you to help him save Heaven, and some
of the things that you have to do in order to set everything right are just pretty… morbid.”
“I just want to know that you’re alright with it,” He admitted, both of them looking ahead again as they
continued to walk “I would hate to think that you thought any less of me for killing that innocent girl,”
“Can you maybe sugar coat it for me a little?” Hannah cringed, pressing a hand to her stomach in an
attempt to soothe the nauseous feeling in her gut “I’m still pretty new to this whole thing.”
“My apologies,” He murmured.
“I don’t think any less of you for doing what you have to do to save your family, and no doubt the
rest of the world, too.” She promised him “I mean, I’m still learning what things are really out there
and if you say Nephilims are bad then I believe you.”
“They are considered to be abominations,” Castiel corrected “A child born of an angel of the lord and
a human,”
Hannah tensed. It sounded so horrible to hear that if anything were to really happen between her
and Castiel, they couldn’t have a family because their child would be considered an ‘abomination’,
hunted down and no doubt killed.
“Abominations,” She sighed “Right, well, that’s all good and well. So, you do what you have to do,
Castiel. I’m not going to think any less of you for doing what you have to. I promise.”
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When Hannah and Cas finally made it to the diner, they found Crowley and Rowena sitting in a
booth near the back. Castiel placed a large hand on the small of Hannah’s back and guided her to
the table easily.
“I should have guessed that you’d bring your feathery little friend,” Crowley smirked “It’s a rare thing
these days to see one of you without the other.”
“Problem?” Hannah asked, an eyebrow raised, taking her seat.
“Darling, I’m the King of Hell and you’re a descendant of mine – of course I have a problem with you
dating a freakin’ Angel.”
“A descendant of the King of Hell and one of the most powerful witches ever known,” Rowena
purred, taking a sip from her latte “Aren’t you a lucky little girl,”
Castiel and Hannah both shot Rowena a warning look, and she just rolled her eyes back to them.
“I didn’t ask you to meet with us so that we could talk family,” Crowley insisted, giving his mother a
swift kick to the ankle underneath the table “I asked you here so that we could all here the wicked
bitch out, and possibly even get an apology out of her.”
“That would be a miracle,” Castiel grumbled, making Hannah stifle a laugh.
“After experiencing some of her work in the dark of the night, I’m not so sure that she’s the soft,
cuddly, apologetic type.”
“Oh, calm yourself,” Rowena scoffed “You and your pretty little friend are the new hunters on the
scene, you’re a new threat to every witch and supernatural being out there, I was feeling you out
and having a little fun with a new spell I’ve been working on.”
“Yes, well, we all know how your little experiments seem to go.” Crowley muttered into his coffee “If
Hannah had ended up like the rest of your little lab rats, I’d just have to bring her back and get rid of
you.”
“You would save some girl you barely even know over your own mother?” Rowena asked, feigning
offence.
“I like her better,”
“Alright,” Hannah cleared her throat “I decided to come here today to hear what the two of you had
to say, but I’m fine, really, and I’m happy just to forget about what happened last night if you back
the fuck off and leave me alone.”
Castiel smiled, liking how strong Hannah’s accent got when she started to get mad. He found it…
attractive.
“She’s definitely one of us,” Rowena smirked “Maybe having you around won’t be so bad after all,”
The table started to shake between the four of them and Crowley looked around and groaned.
“It seems I’m being summoned,” He informed the other three “It’s a… Haner. I must take this, but I’ll
be in touch, darling.”
Just like that, he was gone.
“I’m going to take off, too.” Rowena smiled, standing up and grabbing her purse “No doubt I’ll be in
touch with you, too.”
She turned to walk away, but Cas was quick to grab onto her wrist and hold her in place.
“If you even think about hurting her ever again…” He growled “I won’t hesitate to burn the eyes out
of your skull and leave you burnt out on the ground.”
Rowena chuckled and looked down at Hannah.
“Good bodyguard,” She complimented “I hope you’re paying him handsomely for all of his hard
work.” She winked with a smirk and wiggled her eyebrows.
“Goodbye, Rowena.” Hannah grumbled, dismissing the witch.
“What did she mean by that?” Castiel asked, suddenly seeming so innocent as he sat down with
Hannah again, making her blush.
“Oh, uh, nothing, Cas.” She stammered “Forget about it, let’s go do something.”
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Hannah
Castiel and I were walking through the park, enjoying the sun, sharing a tub of ice cream and I was
laughing at one of his stories.
He was cut off when my phone started to ring in my pocket.
“Sorry,” I apologized, pulling it out of my pocket and looking at the screen “It’s Lacey,” I frowned.
“You’d better answer her call,” Castiel insisted, forcing himself to eat another scoop of ice cream. I
noticed that he didn’t cringe at the taste of molecules so much that time around.
I answered the call and pressed the phone to my ear.
“Hello? Lacey? Is everything alright?” I asked.
She was babbling, ranting and raving about something. I couldn’t make sense of a single thing that
she was saying, but I made an attempt to calm her anyway.
“Lacey, whoa, hey, take a deep breath and try to calm down, where are you?”
She gave me the name of the hotel that they were staying in at the moment and her room number.
“I’ll be right there, just hang on, I’m coming.
Notes
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