Drabbles (SPN_30snapshots): Desire and Passage of Time

[heavenlyxbodies]

Title: Desire
Author heavenlyxbodies
Character(s)/Pairing: Castiel (claim), Dean/Cas (unacknowledged), Michael
Theme: Table 02:Less Talk, More Action
Prompt(s): #7, indurate
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: If they were mine Cas and Dean would be going at it in front of the camera and Sammy would have stayed dead, so yeah… (ppl it’s a JOKE *pets Sammy and balks at blatant ABSURDITY of statement*) They belong to Kripke/McG/et al, and a bunch of other corporate-type ppl, in other words, not me.
Summary: Michael’s an evil SOB

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“My dear brother, I know the prospect of defeating Lucifer and Heavenly bliss consuming the Earth no longer entices you; however, I can offer you something you desire,” Michael’s eyes narrowed creating an expression no ‘Angel of the Lord’ should ever have.

“You have nothing I desire.”

A sound, more of a cackle than a laugh, bubbled from the archangel. “Once Lucifer is defeated, I will.” Michael’s smile was hard and cold, “You can have the body of my vessel. His flesh will be yours to touch, his body yours to claim.”

Castiel’s eyes grew wide as he shook his head. “NO,” was all he could say; the single word expressing so much more than a simple decline.

“Come Castiel, you must know that, while you may be shunned, you are still part of the Host- you are still our brother and we can still hear you. We know how deeply you care for my vessel. We have heard the pain of your heart and all those curious thoughts and feelings you have yet to identify as love. His body is yours once the battle is over.” Michael’s smile hardened further, his eyes burning daring the lowly angel to defy him.

A single tear fell from Castiel’s eye, knowing Michael’s words were true, but as he grit his teeth he growled, “Never.”

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Title: Passage of Time
Author heavenlyxbodies
Character(s)/Pairing: Castiel (claim), Dean/Cas
Theme: Table 02:Less Talk, More Action
Prompt(s): #28, pass
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: If they were mine Cas and Dean would be going at it in front of the camera and Sammy would have stayed dead, so yeah… (ppl it’s a JOKE *pets Sammy and balks at blatant ABSURDITY of statement*) They belong to Kripke/McG/et al, and a bunch of other corporate-type ppl, in other words, not me.
Summary: A quiet moment

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Dean stretched out on the ratty couch he had virtually grown up on. Within moments he was asleep; soon thereafter, he was there again, the peir by the lake, dusk was falling, turning the sky the golden shades of wheat, barely, and hay, while the setting sun turned the lake to fire- warm and gentle. Cas was there, the one that smiled, the one that stood up for what was right, the one he loved- he could admit that here, in his non-angelic induced dream. His angel would sit in a chair next to him, a content smile softening his hard features. In this dream world, Cas would lay his head on Dean’s shoulder and they would simply watch the world go on around them, each taking comfort in the other’s company.

Comments

[debris_k.livejournal.com]

These were lovely and kinda heartbreaking in turn. You did a good job, hon.

[heavenlyxbodies.livejournal.com]

Aw, thanks, hun. :)