One True Love (Castiel x Reader)

Y/n P.O.V

I waited for a few moments before trying to communicate with Sam. I started to focus in on what Sam was dreaming about. He was standing outside a house leaning on the parked Impala behind him. He was simply admiring the house. I started to focus on being there beside him and it only took a second before I was.

"Whose house is this?" I asked curiously. Sam visibly jumped in his spot. I couldn't help but giggle. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." I added sincerely.

"This is mine and Dean's Childhood home. It's kind of my quiet place. But Y/n, How are you even here? We are in my head and I don't remember imagining you here." Sam asked genuinely.

"Promise you won't kill me?" I asked getting worried.

"I promise." Sam replied his hazel eyes looking curiously into my e/c ones.

"I'm, not exactly, human. Which is why I was told to stay away from you and Dean." I explained moving my gaze to my feet. "I needed to talk to you, alone. Your brother, I've read and heard about him. He's not the reasoning type. He's a 'shoot first, ask later' guy. You listen before you shoot. You listen to what someone has to say before you make a decison on what to do with them. And that's all I ask of you, just listen to what I have to say before you kill me." I explained, looking into his hazel eyes to see what he was feeling.

"Alright. But answer this first, what are you? I mean your way too terrified and kind to be a Demon, You don't walk around like you've got a stick up your ass and you can show emotion, so that pretty much rules out Angel. So what are you?" He asked trying his best to put some of the peices together himself.

"Well, I'm a Nephilim. It is the result of an Archangel and a Human." I said hanging my head. I wasn't proud to be a Nephilim. Usually any that are born, Angels are sent from Heaven to kill them. I guess I was hidden fairly well. Besides me, Jack is the only other Nephilim I know of. And from what I know a lot of people died trying to protect him. Castiel was the only one to come back. I was cut off from thinking when Sam finally spoke up.

"Wait, Y/n. Earlier you had mentioned you had a history with, well you know who. Is he, your father?" Sam asked still attempting to make sense of this.

"What? No. That Son-Of-A-Bitch is not my father. My father is Gabriel. I wasn't lying when I said Lucifer-" A sudden chill ran down my spine. "- And I have history. We do. He is the reason i'm terrified of everything, why i'm so on edge all the time." I explained sitting on the hood of the Impala.

"Y/n, If you don't mind me asking, What happened? What did Lucifer do to you that has you so on edge all the time?" Sam asked joining me on the hood.

"It's a really long story." I said shaking my head.

"Well, I have time." He said laying down with his arms behind his head with a wide smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Alright, I guess I could tell you." I said with a giggle.