The timing was terrible

Right when there was a flaw Castiel abilities, a demon had gotten to you. Now, everyone though you could manage with the him and Sam, but the chances were proven wrong. You had injured yourself after a plan gone wrong, you are suffering the consequences of it.

Sam and Dean had you rushed to the doctors, handling the information with lies. It was a miracle you were alive, but not well. The doctors had you treated for the wounds, though, you weren’t looking too good for living for a little while.

It was to everyone’s terror, no one didn’t want to expect you weren’t going make it, but they were glad to still have some time with you. All hope was not lost, for they had Castiel and his celestial powers, healing being one of them.

Everyone went to go visit you, surrounding your bed. Castiel was the only one beside you, looming over you a bit as he took your weak form in. He sighed deeply, his hand raising up to hover over your forehead. It stayed there for a minute, nothing happening

Dean watched in anticipation, waiting for the magic to work, but silence. They watch Cas’s head cocking to the side in confusion, Dean furrowing his brows in confusion.

“Cas..” Dean broke the silence, slowly standing up from his seat. He walked towards the bed, glancing at Sam behind him “Did it work?” He inquired, suspicion in his voice. He was slowly getting worried, his heart speeding up as he watched Cas’s hand lowered.

Castiel remained wordless for a moment, the realization setting in him. He simply shook his head, looking you up and down as you remained lying down. He looked towards Dean, speaking with a flat tone. “No, my abilities are cut off. I’m sorry”