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Empty Space - Part One

Character: Castiel

Warning: None

Word Count: 899

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Summary: Castiel is comatose for three days after suffering a blow to the head on a hunt. When he wakes up, you find that he’s lost a lot of his memory, and one of the things he does remember isn’t quite true.

Story:

Taking into consideration the force and location of the blow to Castiel’s head, the doctor said to expect some amnesia. The severity of the amnesia can’t be determined until he comes out of his coma, but amnesia is the worst that could happen. There’s no reason he shouldn’t wake up, and he miraculously doesn’t have a concussion. Besides a headache and some memory loss, he’ll have come out of this hunt totally unscathed. When he finally does wake up three days later, the first thing he does is smile at you.

“Hi,” he croaks.

“Hey there,” you answer gently. “How’re you feeling?”

“My head hurts.”

“That’s understandable. Do you know your name and where you are?”

“I am Castiel, and . . .” His eyes flick around the room. “I’m in a hospital.”

“So far so good.”

Stiffly and with your help, he pushes himself up the back of the bed to better get a look at his surroundings. He rubs the back of his head and examines his hospital gown.

“Cass,” you venture, “do you . . . know who I am?”

He looks up at you, and his gaze is soft and assuring, and he takes your hand. “You’re (y/n). How could I ever forget you?”

At this moment, the Winchesters enter the room, and the peaceful moment ends. Dean announces the obvious - he’s up! - and Sam inquires as to how he’s doing.

“I believe I’ve been better,” Cass says. Then to you he asks, “Who are they?”

Collectively, everyone else’s faces fall. Dean glances around at all of you and swallows. “Cass, it’s us,” he says. “Sam and Dean.”

Cass shakes his head, eyebrows furrowed. “I’m sorry. Do I know you?”

“Cass, what do you remember?” you ask.

He thinks for a moment. “Not much. You and I were fighting a vampire, I got hit in the head, and I woke up here. Were they - Sam and Dean - with us for that fight?”

“Yeah. Do you really not remember them?”

“Nothing at all.”

“What about her?” Sam points to you. “Do you remember her?”

Cass smile returns, and he squeezes your hand. “Of course I do. I could never forget my wife.”

* * * * *

It turns out that Castiel can recall very little from before his three day coma. Sam and Dean have been completely erased from his memory, and he seems to not know that he used to be an angel. He’s aware that monsters exist; apparently you saved him from one, his proclaimed first exposure to the supernatural. In this he’s not entirely wrong. You met him when you joined him and the boys on a hunt, but you didn’t save his life, and he knew about hunting long before you ever came on the scene. What little he does remember is based in truth except you can’t imagine where he got the idea that you’re his wife.

All the doctor could say that only time will tell if he’ll go back to normal, and they suggested several types of therapy and encouraged you to surround Castiel with family and friends (ha!) and familiar things that might help his mind reboot. For now, you can only take him home and beg the Winchesters to let him believe that he’s always been human and that he’s married to you. He’s just so happy when he looks at you, so caught up in love, and he still possesses the blissful innocence of a man untainted by the hunting life. He’ll come around eventually.

Meanwhile, Sam and Dean try to help him remember them. Their attempts thus far haven’t done much good. The first time, he apologized for not remembering anything and thanked them for taking care of you while he was unconscious.

“Welcome home,” you say as you lead him into the bunker.

“Home? Our home is in Lincoln.”

Lincoln, Nebraska: the town where you first met. “Yeah, yeah, I know, it’s . . . it’s just a saying.”

He follows you down the hall to your bedroom and immediately lies down on the bed. Sighing, he gazes at you fondly while you shed your shoes and jacket. To stall for time, you meticulously fold the jacket and center it on the seat of the armchair in the corner.

“Come lie down with me,” he requests.

“Oh, that’s okay.” You shake your head. “I should shower anyway.”

“I don't care.” Castiel extends a hand, and you give in.

The moment you lie down, Cass wraps his arms around you and nuzzles your neck before drifting off. Exhausted though you are, you don’t sleep and lie here stiffly. The last time someone held you was last year when you and Dean got drunk on tequila and almost slept together. That was a night of too-hot tangled limbs and feverish tossing and turning, and Dean didn’t think he’d married you.

When you manage to relax a bit, your uneasiness is replaced by envy. Castiel is unaware of all the things he’s seen and done in past years. It comes at the expense of his identity, but he believes he leads the perfect life. He’s married and has a home, two things most hunters wish they could have.

Lucky bastard. If only it were true.

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