《Warrior ~*~ [ C A S T I E L {1} ]》T H R E E
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based around 11.08
just my imagination
~*~
A week later, Juno and Castiel were already out on another hunt. Repeating the process of checking in, playing FBI, then taking security camera watch shifts. This time it was with werewolves, and there was only one victim. Juno sat at the the kitchen table with her legs up as she was waiting for the werewolf to pop up onto the screen.
"Never have I ever... Hm, I know something you've probably done and I haven't," Juno said glancing back at Cas. "Never have I ever died then come back to life."
"That's not fair," Castiel said narrowing his eyes at the girl.
"It's the fun of the game," Juno said holding her arms out.
"Okay. Never have I ever watched an action movie," Castiel said leaning forward. Juno spit out her beer, then turned to Cas.
"You've never what?!" she asked raising an eyebrow. "Do Sam and Dean keep you hidden under a rock or something?"
"They have never appealed to me. But Dean has made me watch many... many cowboy movies," Castiel said remembering the countless nights.
"Ha! He yippee-ki-yayed you," Juno said with a laugh. "But you have to watch an action movie. Maybe even just a Mission: Impossible movie."
"I have not seen a 'Mission Impossible' either," Castiel answered slowly. Juno rolled her eyes as she scoffed and stood from her chair.
"You know what, if this hunt is a bust we're going to the movie theater down the road. You're seeing an action movie," Juno said pointing at Cas. She grabbed another beer, then looked over at him again. "Die Hard, at least?"
"I'm an angel. I haven't seen much," Castiel told her. Juno sighed, slumping back down in the chair.
"Your turn."
"But I just went," Castiel said.
"Go," Juno demanded. Castiel nodded slightly, then thought of something.
"Never have I ever had sex with a man," Castiel said confidently.
"God dammit, Cas. That's just a straight shot at me," Juno said turning to him. "Alright, never have I ever had sex with a woman." They both drank for each of their hits, Castiel smiling lightly. "Who was the lucky woman?"
"She was an angel in disguise, it was when I lost my wings and grace. It was all so new," Castiel said furrowing his eyebrows.
"Oh, so you got your virginity taken by one of your sisters," Juno concluded. Castiel looked over at her to protest, but the wicked grin on her face made him sigh. "Ha! Wait, ew. Incest. God, Castiel."
"I didn't know," Castiel grumbled. Juno hummed in response as she turned back to the computer. "Never have I ever..."
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"Caught a werewolf on the first try?" Juno questioned. Castiel looked up, walking towards the computer. He peered over Juno's shoulder, watching as the werewolf's eyes flashes at the camera. "Let's get this son of a bitch."
*****
Juno gripped the gun in her hand as Castiel was following behind her into the warehouse. Juno peered around the corner to see the werewolf already eating another person's heart. Juno shut her eyes, momentarily then opened them as she rounded the corner. Accidentally, she had stepped on a leaf, crunching it under her foot.
The wolf looked back, Juno raising her gun to shoot. It began running away, Juno going to shoot at it. She paused when she looked at the body, flashes of something going through her mind.
"Juno?" Castiel questioned as she began lowering her gun. He began running after the wolf, grabbing the gun from Juno's hand. He ran outside, noticing it was gone by now. He sighed, walking back into the warehouse to see Juno crouching next to the person. She leaned back, Castiel being able to see the tears streaming down her face. He walked forward carefully, Juno not bothering to look over.
"Call another hunter. We need to do something," Juno told him. Castiel nodded, then pulled her off the ground. He opted to drive while Juno sat in the passenger seat. Castiel ended up calling Claire Novak, sending her on the case. She happily accepted, telling Castiel she was on her way. Every so often he would glance over at Juno, checking to see if she was fine. The whole way back to the bunker was silent. Once they got there, Juno immediately went inside. Castiel quickly got out, following her inside.
Juno was going through books, pulling several off the shelf at a time. Castiel finally broke, going to ask her a question.
"Juno, what's going on?" Castiel asked. She didn't stop and kept grabbing books.
"I told you guys that I'd seem some things that you wouldn't believe. Well, now you'll believe me because I know it's real," Juno said. Castiel grabbed one of the books, reading the front cover.
THE HISTORY OF BANSHEES.
"The History of Banshees? What do these have to do with our hunt?" Castiel asked furrowing his eyebrows. Juno grabbed the book from his hand causing Castiel to look up at her.
"I was about to shoot that werewolf, you know get the hunt over with. Then, I-I-I saw something," Juno stuttered out. "It was of... Iraq, but I don't remember it happening."
"It must be something from the year you can't remember," Castiel said with a slight shrug.
"Yes, but I lied about that year. I said I didn't remember anything. But I do remember one thing. The scream," Juno said as she began to flip through the pages of the book. "It was a high pitched scream, but it wasn't coming from anything. I didn't know what it was at first, but now... After what I just saw..."
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"Juno," Castiel said stepping towards her. "What did you see?" She took a deep breath, launching into her explanation.
"Good fight, lieutenant. Take the night off in the town, you need it," General Baker said patting Juno's shoulder. She smiled lightly, then began walking towards the tent. She walked in, beginning to clean herself up. Suddenly, the entire ground began to rumble. She walked out of the tent to see tanks and armies of people charging towards the camp.
"We're under attack!"
"Fall back!"
"Retreat!"
Juno began to back up slowly, then started running to where people were getting in position. She took stance next to her buddy Marcus, guns raised. Shots were beginning to fire, war breaking out. Juno brought her gun up, shooting at as many enemies as she could. She began to fall back again once people were falling around her left and right.
"This is the ideal Friday night!" Marcus screamed over the gun fire.
"Oh, yeah! Definitely a good way to end my week!" Juno responded. She turned, running towards an ammo tent. She stocked up, then turned and walked back out. She saw one of the enemies begin to point their gun at Marcus, her eyes widening. "Marcus!" She began running towards him, a high pitched scream escaping her lips. Marcus looked over, the bullets going right through his body. Juno rose her gun, shooting at the two men that had killed him. They both went down, Juno kneeling next to Marcus's body. "Marcus, Marcus, come on, wake up."
"J-J..." Marcus said as he began coughing up blood. "It was you."
"What? What was me?" she asked with wide eyes.
"The scream... You warned me..." He coughed again, Juno shaking her head, not even noticing the enemies retreating.
"No, I just said your name. I didn't... I..." Marcus shook his head, pointing to the sky.
"At least now I'll be with him," he said with a light smile.
"Marcus, don't you dare. Marcus, don't," Juno said shaking her head quickly. His eyes closed, tears beginning to well in Juno's. "No! Dammit, do not die!" She sobbed, footsteps beginning to approach her. She looked up to see a man in a suit standing there with his hands behind his back.
"It's you," he stated bending down to Juno. "The Wailing Woman."
"What if that man was right?" Juno asked looking at Cas. "What if I'm a banshee?"
"Juno, that is absurd. Charlie wasn't a banshee and you two were related," Castiel reassured her.
"But what if it isn't genetic," Juno said widening her eyes at Cas. "What if it just happened? The gift or curse given to me as a child and I didn't know?" Castiel sighed, realizing it made slight sense. It was possible, very possible. "So, you believe me?"
"It's... possible," Castiel told her. "But I'd need to know more in order to help you."
"Can't you do this weird thing where you can look in people's memories and see what you need?" Juno asked looking at Cas.
"Yes, but..." Castiel sighed, already hating the idea. "It takes a much greater tole on the other person."
"Yeah, but I'm me," Juno said pointing to herself. "It's just one year of my life, bits and pieces. What could possibly go wrong?"
"Usually things seem to go drastically wrong when people say that," Castiel said with a slight nod.
"Look, it's just a bit of my life. And I trust you, Castiel. If I start to feel like I'm on the brink of death, I'll just, I don't know, scream," Juno told him with a shrug. Castiel tilted his head at her in disapproval, Juno frowning. "Please, Castiel. I need to know, now more than ever." He frowned, then nodded slowly. "Hey." Castiel looked over at her. "This will work."
*****
Juno gripped the arms of the chair, taking a deep breath as she was trying to prepare herself for what she was about to see. Or not see, she wasn't sure yet. She was scared, but she was determine to finally figure out what she's been missing. Castiel, on the other hand, seemed a little uneasy about the whole situation.
"In case you begin to feel... worse, we should make a signal," Castiel said as he began taking off his trench coat.
"How about I tap my finger?" Juno suggested. Castiel nodded slowly as that could work.
"That's fine," he said as he walked behind the chair Juno was sitting in. "I have to warn you, this is going to hurt." She took a deep breath, but nodded in determination.
"Hit me with it, Cassy," she stated. Castiel placed two hands on either side of Juno's head, beginning to dig in. In seconds, she was screaming in pain.
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