Castiel’s P.O.VThe sound of sirens is all I can remember, the flashing red lights blinding me like a nightmare I can’t wake up from. I was lying there, somewhere between consciousness and oblivion, feeling my body grow heavier by the second. The paramedics were saying things—words I couldn’t fully understand…like they were too far away.They moved me, lifting me onto a stretcher with practiced hands, but everything felt wrong. I should have been with Damien. He needed me.“Damien!” I screamed, but no one seemed to hear me.I saw him, unconscious, being wheeled into another ambulance. I wanted to reach for him, to run to him, but my body wouldn’t listen. My hands wouldn’t obey. Every time I tried to move, pain shot through me, sharp and unforgiving. I struggled, my breaths coming faster, more frantic, but the paramedics were too strong. They held me down.“Let me go!” I demanded. “Damien... where are you taking him?”“Calm down,” one of the paramedics said, his voice distant, like I w
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