One Of The Winchesters

Chapter 17

"Well, this is the bunker." Cas said as we arrived.
"This is huge. Why didn't they want me to find out about the bunker?" I asked.
"I'm ugh, not sure." Cas stalled. I went over to one of the tables, "Trish, I have to go. Dean is calling me and I'm sure it's about this." Cas then disappeared.
I looked at all of the paperwork on the table and there is a bunch of work on the mark. Maybe I'll do some quick research before any of them get here. I sat down and started to flip through some pages. Then I found some pages with Sam's hand writing. It has everything to do with how Dean has been doing since he has gotten the mark. I started to read it and I started to cry. Did Dean actually do all of this? The last thing written was about a week before I came back. So, Dean just got better? How the hell is he able to stay this calm? Wait, this doesn't make any sense. Sam wrote that Dean already had the First Blade. Why did he ask Crowley if he knew what it was? I have to find out more. So I continued to read about the mark.
After I lost time of how long I was researching, I decided to take a look around. I ended up walking into what seemed like Dean's room. Did they like move in while I was gone? Them dicks! I looked at one of the counters and he had some pictures on it. Him and Bobby. Him and Cas. Him and Sam. Then him and someone else. Who is that? Another hunter?
"Trish!" I'm gonna guess Sam and Dean are here. Sam walked in.
"Sam, who is this?" I asked and showed him the photo. He took the photo from me and sat down on Dean's bed. He took a deep breath.
"My dad. He died saving Dean. Awhile ago too. We never did let him go though." Sam said then gave me the photo back.
"Why?" I questioned.
"He taught us everything about hunting. Bobby and Cas along the way has told us a few things but nothing like our dad did for us. Honestly, Dean and I would be dead without him. But we also wouldn't be alive without Cas or Bobby either." Sam chuckled.
"Why didn't you want me to be here before?" I asked.
"That was mainly Dean. I thought you should know about this bunker. This bunker belongs to the men of letters. It is pretty much the safest place you could ever be." Sam told me.
"Well, unless you were stuck in here with demon Dean and he is trying to kill you with a hammer." Sam looked at me.
"How'd you find out?" Sam wondered.
"I saw all your research and paperwork on the mark. I also saw everything you logged about Dean's actions. If those things happened then was that a false call to Crowley?" I wondered.
"No actually. I mis-worded my sentence. I was asking where it was because a big problem just came up while we were out on the case."
"What kind?" I asked.
"The impossible-to-kill kind of problem." Sam said.
"So like Abaddon."
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Gabriel was working for her. I don't know anything really but she wants Crowley dead so she can run hell. Now I found a small bit of research while I was here and she is practically impossible to kill." I told him.
"Unless I have the First Blade." Dean stood at the doorway.
"No." I said.
"Trish, it's the only way that we can kill Abaddon." Dean told me.
"No, I don't want you touching that blade again. All I did was read about what happened and I'm terrified by you; and you don't even have it in your hand. Just please, stay away from me." I walked past him and out of the room.
I feel bad now. They are the closest thing I've ever had to brothers. I stopped walking and turned around. Dean just walked out of the room to most likely come after me. He stood there and just looked at me. I don't know if I should go back or turn back around. But Dean started to walk towards me. I just stood there because I don't know what to do. Right before he got to me he stopped.
"I'm not sure what you want me to do. But I will never leave family behind. I've done it in the past and each time I've made a mistake." Dean said.
"What about the mark?" I asked.
"What about it?" I stayed quiet, "Trish, I'm not letting this get to me. Not after what has happened. I can't let it happen again. I just can't." Dean was getting slightly upset and frustrated. I know him enough when he starts to get upset. I gave him a hug.
"Can I just get something straight with you though?" I let go.
"What?" He questioned.
"First, never lie or forget to tell me about something again. Second, I'm going on the next case."
"Well, you may come to use anyways." Cas showed up.