One Of The Winchesters

Chapter 38

Trish's POV

"Trish, what are you doing?" I opened my eyes and I was sitting in a chair in front of a desk. Behind the desk was Chuck, or God.
"What do you mean?" I questioned.
"With your life! You were at Stanford. Deans list even and a top lacrosse player in the nation. You had such a great life ahead of you. Now I can let you go back to that and live the life you probably wanted to live before the Winchesters got to you."
"What if I say no?" I wondered.
"Then your life is going to be a living hell like it has always been with the Winchesters."
"The only reason it is a living hell is because of Crowley. He makes it a living hell."
"He's in charge of hell. There was an agreement on that. It's not my fault that you guys decide to make bad decisions with Crowley."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Bring him in." He said. Behind me came in two angels holding Cas.
"Cas." I said. The angels let go of him and left.
"Castiel can tell you every single bad decision you, him, and the Winchesters have made with Crowley or any demon in fact. Can't you Castiel?" I looked at Cas. He looked at me.
"Yes, unfortunately." Cas said.
"Castiel was the last one to make a bad decision with Crowley isn't that right?"
"Yes." Cas admitted.
"Trish, Castiel is the reason why you haven't remembered the last few years. He actually helped you. At least that's what I think. I also think Castiel just doesn't want you involved with this kind of life. He doesn't want you to end up like your mother."
"I will never end up like my mother! I don't want to end up like her."
"That's why we firmly believe that you should go back and finish at Stanford and have a bright future." Chuck said.
"Ok yeah. I understand what you are saying. But Cas wouldn't say that. That is you speaking for him." I stood up, "I know Cas a lot better than you may think. He's my friend and so is Sam, Dean, and Bobby. They're my family and I'm not leaving them behind. I've been through hell and back with them but that's what makes us closer. I'd rather live a crap life than one that doesn't involve me knowing every single supernatural and event that has happened. I'm a hunter. I was born to be one. It's in my blood." I stood next to Cas. He looked at me.
"So you would give up everything good for just four men?" He questioned me.
"Yes." I said.
"This is why I like you." He smiled then the next thing I knew is I was back at the bunker in my bed. I got up and walked out.
"Dean! Sam!" I shouted as I walked the halls, "Cas!" I called as I reached the main area. I checked my pockets for my phone. I don't have a phone. Great. Then the main door opened.
"Trish, are you ok?" Cas came in. He quickly came down the stairs.
"Yeah I'm fine." I said and walked over to him. He gave me a hug. Cas is giving a hug. Odd but I hugged back.
"I'm so glad you are ok." He said. I looked down then realized something.
"Cas, no mark." I showed him my arm.
"Trish?!" Sam came in. He saw me, "Trish." He smiled and ran down to me. He hugged me tightly.
"Hi Sam." I said.
"Cas, Dean wants to see you at Bobby's. We swear we aren't trapping you." Sam told him.
"Ok." Cas left.
"How'd you get here so fast? You guys were in Stanford?" I questioned.
"You were with God Trish. Time is different." He said as he sat down.
I thought about something and he would be a lot happier right now plus he's starting to get worried about what is going to happen next. I walked over to him.
"What are you worried about?" I asked.
"Something just doesn't feel right. The mark is gone but there should be another consequence due to that."
"Don't worry for the rest of today alright?" I leaned over and kissed him.
I pulled my head up. He looked at me surprised. He pulled me back in to kiss him. I sat down in his lap and continued to kiss him.

~Thirty Minutes Later~

"Can I just ask you something?" Sam rolled over to his side and looked at me.
"What?" I smiled.
"What was that for?" He asked.
"You have too much going on and you needed to relax. Do something different for once." I said.
"I've had sex before." Sam seemed offended.
"I know. Probably not in awhile though." I told him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He chuckled as I got up and started to put clothes on.
"Nothing, nothing. Don't worry about it. Just don't tell Dean." I smiled as I pulled my shirt on.
"Why would I tell Dean?" Sam put his jeans on.
"Good." I opened the door and stepped out.
"Wait." Sam came over to me and looked at me. Then he gave me a kiss. I pushed him back with a smile.
"I have to take a shower." I chuckled. I walked away and I heard his door close. I walked down the hallway to my room.