Never Be Over You (Dean Winchester love story)

Chapter 4

"Fine, Dean. I love you too much to stay mad at you." I say.
"Seriously?" He asks. 
"Yes, seriously." I say as I hug him. He wraps his arms around my waist. 
"When are we going to see this psychic person?" I ask as I pull away from him. 
"Tomorrow, Considering it's like 10 o'clock right now and  we're all super tired." 
"Okay, well then lets go to bed."  I say as I grab Deans hand and start pulling him towards the house. We walk upstairs to our bedroom and pretty much just go to sleep right away.
We wake up the next day and get ready to leave. Bobby ends up coming with us, but he takes his own car, I tag along with Dean and Sam. We walk up the front porch. Bobby knocks on the door. we wait not even 2 seconds before a lady with long, dark brown hair, opens the door. She opens the door laughing in a friendly way.
"Bobby." She says happily as she goes to give him a hug. 
"So, are these the boys?" She asks, looking and Sam and Dean.
"Sam, Dean, Ashlee. Pamela Barnes, the best damn psychic in the state." Bobby introduces us. 
"Hey. Hi." Dean and Sam say. I just stay quiet. I don't like the way she's looking at Dean, or the way he's looking at her. 
"Dean Winchester. Out of the fire and back in  the frying pan, huh? Makes you a rare individual." She says.
"If you say so." Dean replies.
"Come on in." She says sweetly to us. We walk into her house, Bobby first, then me, then Dean holding my hand behind me, then Sam.
"So'd you hear anything?" Bobby asks once we're inside the house.
"Well, I ouija-ed my way through a dozen spirits. No one seems to know who broke your boy out, or why." She says as she closes the door. 
"So, whats next?" Bobby asks. 
"Seance, I think. See if we can see who did the deed." She answers.
"You're not going to summon the damn thing here?" I ask worriedly
"No, I just want to get a sneak peak at it. Like a crystal ball without the crystal." She says smiling, starting to walk further into her house. 
"I'm game." Dean says. We all follow her through the house. She leads us to a room in the back, where theres a table and a bunch of pictures on the walls. I watch as she places a velvet table cloth over the table. She walks over to a shelf and bends down to the bottom, looking for something. 
"Who's Jessie?" Dean asks as he looks at her  tramp stamp that says 'Jesse Forever'. 
"Well, it wasn't forever." She laughs.
"His loss." Dean says as she stands up.
"Could be your gain." She says. Oh hell no! She walks away, to put the stuff on the table. I'm about to follow after her to tell her off, when Dean pulls me back to him. He puts his hand on the back of my neck and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck as his other arm goes around my waist. 
"Or not." She mumbles to herself, loud enough for me to hear. Dean pulls away. 
"I love you, no need to get defensive." He whispers, so that only I can hear. 
After she's finished setting up the table, with all the candles lit. She tells all of us to sit around the table in a circle. There's her, Dean, me, Same, then Bobby. 
"Right, take each others hands. And, I need to touch something our mystery monster touched." She says as she puts her hand under the table. We all hear a thud. I look over at her and just glare.
"Woah, well, he didnt touch me there." Dean says and notices me glaring. He rubs his thumb over my hand, to calm me down. 
"My mistake." She says laughing sweetly again and brings her hand back up to the table. Dean lifts up the sleeve of his t-shirt to reveal the big hand print. I hate seeing it, so I turn my head and look away, while Sam and Bobby look worriedly between each other and back to Dean's arm. 
"Okay." She says as she puts her hand on the giant marking on Dean's arm. The rest of keeping our hands held together. 
"I invoke, conjure, and command you. Appear unto me, before this circle." She repeats several times.  
"Castiel? No, sorry Castiel. I don't scare easy." She says, keeping her eyes closed. 
"Castiel?" Dean asks. 
"His name, he's whispering to me to turn back. I conjure and command you, show me your face." She repeats the last part several more times. The table starts shaking. I can tell that we're all getting worried.
"I think we should stop."Bobby says. 
"I almost got it. I conjure and command you, show me your face now." She says more fiercely and yelling. The flames from the candles on the table shoot up. Then we hear her screaming and her eyes start glowing a bright white light. Blood starts dripping out of her eyes. She falls limp to the floor.
"Call 911." Bobby says. Bobby goes to help her sit up and holds her there.
"I can't see." She starts crying. We wait there with her until an ambulance shows up then we leave.