╔you were supposed to be the one looking out for him..caring and watching over him. You were his guardian angel..but that title was long gone. After he was inherent his father's title, the next ruler of hell, your life has gotten hard. Now you're stuck in a mortal body, one without wings, no longer an angel╗

you felt the last tug of bandages around your back as dean finish reapplying some fresh and clean ones. The wounds were still incredibly sore, but they were healing up well enough. After having wings all your life to suddenly have them removed..felt like a part of you was missing

“There..all done. How you feel?” dean asked gently while giving your back a look over. Making sure the bandage was nice and secure