«Supernatural». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine that you were a friend of Sam and Dean and also engaged in hunting. *** When you and Castiel met, you were surprised that angels exist. He was... weird. And initially he had no purpose to help you. He just pulled Dean out of hell and that's it. This was the end of his "mission". But the Winchester brothers decided that he could help them and began to call them whenever they wanted, and then he himself became attached to them, gradually becoming their best friend. Sometimes it seemed to you that he liked you, he sometimes showed interest in you, but since he was an angel, he didn't know how to tell you about his sympathy. But you didn't rush him, because you were trying to realize what feelings you have for him. * Your new case was connected with an old ghost of an old, old house. You carefully prepared for the hunt and even made yourself a list of what you might need, noting what you have already collected. After rechecking the bag for the third time, you slung it over your shoulder to carry it to your car, turned around... and, hearing the flapping of wings, collided nose to nose with Castiel.  "Hello," you said, recovering from the surprise. The angel looked at you silently, without saying a word or even nodding, but when you tried to get around him, he blocked your way. You looked at him in disbelief.  "Let me through, Cas," your voice was firm and even. He looked at you pleadingly.  "Please don't go there," Cas was literally begging you, which was unusual for him.  "Castiel, let me through immediately," you stared at him with all your eyes. What's wrong with him? What's gotten into him?  "You can't go there," Cas suddenly told you, and you batted your eyelashes a couple of times in surprise, and then gathered your thoughts. "I have to go there and I can go there, because there seems to be a..." you stopped for a moment, realizing what you were trying to say, "a werewolf appeared," you finished. Why did you say "werewolf"? You blinked, trying to put your thoughts together, and then sighed, finally realizing what you had to say. "A ghost," you quickly corrected yourself, "there is a ghost in that house."  "Please," Castiel repeated, "you don't understand what's going on, Y/N…"  "So explain it to me," you raised an eyebrow, staring at him curiously. Castiel stared at you in silence, then opened his mouth, clearly intending to say something, but closed it, probably not finding the right words.  "Do you have any more objections? Then I went," you nodded goodbye to him and left.  "But you're going to die there," the angel said softly, looking after you sadly, but you didn't hear it anymore, hurrying to the exit from the bunker.