Rating: PG 13
Characters: Castiel, Dean, Uriel, Alastair (no pairing)
Spoilers: everything up to 4.10
Warnings: Some violence.
Summary: In the outermost ring of Hell, he could still hear the screams of Alastair. He knew that this fight wasn’t over.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from this story except the idea behind the story. There are angels in this story that everyone should know about and if not, could easily look up. I’m using the concepts of circles in Hell, like Dante’s Inferno, but not so specific. And I did some weird math, so according to it 1 year in Hell was almost 3 days on Earth, so do what you want with that information. In this story there are flashbacks, a dream sequence, and present time.
Author’s Note: Okay, so I was going to write a story with Castiel recalling pulling Dean out of Hell and another story for the end of Heaven and Hell. But, I decided to just combine the stories. Not because I’m lazy, but because it made sense the way that they fit together in my head. Okay, in this story, Dean doesn’t remember Castiel rescuing him from Hell. That is the impression that I get from the show, and I needed to write this story.
Italic is flashback
Castiel landed in the center of Hell, all eyes of its occupants turning to stare at him. The staring didn’t last very long, because although he was injured and tired, his light was still blinding. His wings and back were still healing from being torn apart from the flogging he had to take just to enter each circle of Hell unharmed. He needed to take sixty-six lashes to the back. And he did. All nine times, each time taking longer than the previous to heal. His back still stung even though it had taken him years to reach the center. “Oh, look an angel,” a demon said. “Gracing us with some light from above,” it mocked.( “You know that I would never let any harm come to you. Not under my watch,” Castiel reassured. )