Without A Trace >> Dean Winchester

16 | Life's Labyrinth

Chapter 16 | Life's Labyrinth

CASTIEL STOOD AKWARDLY as he watched the Winchesters paced around the bunker, arms crossed with a far away look in their eyes. He could sense the  palapable tension. When they last met, Dean demanded to know where Clarissa was, except Castiel insisted that something was in the way; an energy warding him to use to his powers to find out Clarissa's location. Dean ended up shooing him away to leave him alone, in which Castiel sadly obliged to, leaving guilt to eat up Dean, as the conclusion of letting Clarissa slip away from his fingers was the only thought that clouded his mind.

Cas being Cas, he couldn't bear the tension, so he spoke up. "Is there a reason why you've called me down, Dean?"

He hummed in thought, "we're going to find out why something is warding off your angel mojo to locate where Rissa is."

Castiel cocked his head. "Rissa?"

He was confused, he never heard of this name before. Let alone, see the Winchester brothers stress over a girl so much. 

"Clarissa." Sam quietly muttered.

At the mention of her name, Castiel instantly avoided their gaze. "I told you, I don't know why I'm being warded off."

Dean noticed the look in his eyes, and stopped in his tracks, "you know something."

Castiel remained silent.

"Cas, you've been acting weird each time we'd mention her name or talk about her. Since day one." Sam declared, narrowing his eyes at the fidgeting angel.

Dean nodded. "We get it, you're not the social butterfly— but your eyes tell me something else. You're hiding something."

Seeing the angel avoiding their gaze, and staring at the floor, as if it was the most interesting object in the room, amplified their suspicions.

Dean slammed his fists on the mahogany table, making Castiel jump with fright. "Dammit, Cas! We're losing time. I just want her back!"

Castiel's bit his lip, a few moments passing before making eye contact while sighing, "Sam, Dean. There's something you need to know about Clarissa."

"Oh!" Dean exclaimed, "he speaks!"

Castiel ignored his remark and continued, "she's not human."

Dean scoffed sharing a glance with his little brother, "Sammy, I'm afraid our angel here had too much whiskey to drink up in Heaven."

Sam didn't join in, though. His widened eyes still on Castiel, waiting for him to go on.

"You want information— I'm giving it to you." Castiel thundered.

Dean's brows rose. Castiel raising his tone simply confirmed Dean's thoughts. "So there is something weird going on."

"Let him speak, Dean." Sam cut in, which Dean responded with a glare, nevertheless letting Castiel do so.

"Clarissa...she's the Guardian of Land."

Sam and Dean did a double take.