Supernatural Imagines

Confinement (Elena x Castiel Pt. 3)

This imagine was requested by my frequent and loyal requester WillowLaurenGCoy. Thanks for being a dedicated reader! 😍❤

(FYI, Bobby is alive in this one)

Make sure to read the previous parts of this trilogy! (It'll make sense then)
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3 months later...

"Cas please, you don't need to do this," You tried to reason with the guy but he wouldn't understand. "Elena, I have to, I need to. You are not safe and I can't believe you didn't tell me about what was happening to you before," He looked at you with hurt and you bit your lip as you sat on the bed.

You were in Bobby's panic room right now. Castiel had put you here because after he had returned to you following the whole gaining-souls-from-Purgatory-and-becoming-God phase, Angels started to harm you and follow you around to make sure that your Nephilim child wouldn't be born.

Castiel found out 3 whole months later. Sam and Dean, and Bobby knew about it but you told them to not tell Cas at all. He found out in the end and he was beyond furious. What you feared he'd do if he knew earlier eventually became your reality, as if it was inevitable no matter what you did.

He started fighting every Angel that ever lay a finger on you, torturing them and then killing them. He was still 'God', having the souls in him but he could control them, he wasn't brainwashed by anything, but he was still the Castiel you love and know... with the addition of power to destroy the whole world.

You sighed as he walked over to you and sat beside you on the bed. He wasn't warded off because he's a 'God' now. Castiel ran a hand through your hair softly and you shut your eyes, smiling slightly.

"I care about you Elena, I love you too much. I would never be able to be myself again if I lost you," He explained then held your hand, "I hope you understand." You nodded then groaned a bit. He looked at you with concern, shifting in his seat so he faced you directly.

"What's wrong?" Cas asked and you looked at him with a smile. You took his hand and placed it on the side of your stomach, pressing it lightly. He chuckled when your child kicked his hand.

"Your daughter's saying that you shouldn't let her mother stay confined in a cold and creepy room," You told and Castiel shook his head, eyebrows furrowed. "No she isn't. She isn't thinking of anything right now, just listening to our muffled voices as we talk," Castiel responded and you rolled your eyes. He still didn't get the hang of some things.

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2 days later...

"Are you sure it'll work?" You asked, looking at Sam and Dean with a serious expression. They nodded then started to mix the ingredients in the bowl on the table.

Once it was complete, Sam divided the concoction into two glasses, mixing one strand of Dean's hair into one and giving it to you while putting a strand of your hair in the other and giving it to Dean.

(Get the Harry Potter reference anyone? Hehe polyjuice potion)

You and Dean drank it at the same time, gagging at the taste. "I-I-I'm going to throw up," You ran out of the panic room, to a corner where there was a trash bin. Dean collapsed on the floor, groaning and scrambling over to the mirror that hung on the wall.