Grey

17.

Dean's P.O.V

"Don't worry kiddo," I say. "We'll pull you back when you say."

She nods taking a deep breath. I see Castiel's palm rest on her forehead as they both close their eyes. A slight dim glow comes from underneath his hand and could tell that they were both trying to work together. Grey had her eyes pinched shut so tightly you would think it'd hurt. Castiel's expression was more calm- yet focused deeply. At first nothing seem to be happening. But after a few moments I notice Grey in a cold sweat. Her eyes are still closed and I feel tempted to pull Cas away from her but then her face softens. At first it concerns me but her whole body became relaxed and peaceful. Something happened.

"It worked." Castiel mumbles- eyes still closed. "I'm in."

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We wait patiently as they were both still exploring her mind. Sometimes her breathing got a little heavy or she made a face but other then that- nothing. I was very curious to know what was happening in that head.

"What do you think they're seeing?" Sam asks reading my mind.

I shrug.

"I have no clue. Answers hopefully."

I didn't want to ask Cas- he seemed too deep into it at this point and I didn't want to break his focus. But as if on cue- Grey starts talking.

"Cas I want to go now!" She says a bit panicked. I look to Cas- whose hand is still on Grey's forehead not looking like it was leaving anytime soon.

"Cas?" I say taking a step towards him.

He puts his other hand up- wanting me to be silent.

I look to Grey- who was squirming under Castiel's hand looking like she was having a bad dream. Her movements become more desperate as her chest heaves for air and I notice her white knuckling either side of the cot. Something was wrong.

"Stop!" She screams at the top of her lungs. "No more! Please- I don't want to see anymore!"

"Cas!" I yell this time. "Enough!"

"Not yet-" He murmurs firmly.

I didn't care though. I try pulling him away from her but he doesn't budge.

Her whole body starts shaking violently in fear and I could tell she was trying to break through.

"Cas stop!" Sam yells this time.

"Wait- just wait!" He yells back pinching his eyes shut tighter.

She looked sick at this point. Pale, sweaty, and looking like she was going to throw up any minute now.

"Dammit Cas!" I yell as Sam and I both go after him.

He lifts his free hand though- clenching it into a fist before we can get to him. This causes us to stop dead in our tracks. We couldn't move.

"Castiel!" Sam yells in disbelief. "Let us go!"

"Not until I get answers." He replies stone-like.