Devil's Daughter : book 1

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"Oh my god." Sam says and get on his knees bringing me into a heartbreaking hug. I hug back scared and feeling weak, that feeling. That feeling is coming back. I look up and see Cas relieved, but Dean pissed beyond words. I couldn't let go of Sam. It was the dead of night but I could see warmth in Sam's kind eyes. Allowing myself to melt I hang onto weeping. He rubs small circles into my back comforting me. Dean storms out of the room making Cas run after him. Sam helps me up onto his bed. He wraps his arms around me.

"Sam." I whisper.

"Yeah?"

"I'm scared. Crowley.... He did something to me." I frown.

"Your okay. Your okay." Sam reassures me. I hear yelling in the background. Sam and I jump up running towards the noise. Cas is desperately holding Dean down. The mark. I look over at where Crowley is to see empty chains. Panic. I look at Dean and see Cas laying on the ground bloody and Sam attempting to help Dean calm down. I jog over to Dean placing my hands onto his face. While cupping his face his breathing seams to calm as I make eye contact with him. I slowly take my hands off his and snap my fingers making Dean fall to the ground. I knew down next to Cas. I heal him quickly and Sam as I notice he's gotten punched. Now I'm exhausted. Sam drags Dean out and into his room and I help Cas up.

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

"Yes I am fine. Thanks to you." He smiles but it turns into a frown.

"Im worried about him too Cas." I answer him just by observing his mood. He nods and we walk to the hallway to see Sam huffing a bit from carrying Dean. I walk up to him getting on my tippy toes and kissing him. I grab his hand and walk to his room. He takes off his shirt which is spattered with blood. I take his hand again and lay him on the bed. "Turn over." I giggle. He looks confused but does with out question. I straddle him and give him a nice relaxing back massage. He moans into the mattress. After all he's been through he deserves a massage. I continue on until I hear soft snores. I get off him and walk into the kitchen to see castiel staring into a cup of whiskey.

He notices me and places the glass down. "Hi." He says.

"Can't sleep?" I smile knowing he dosent.

"I do not sleep." He says confused.

I place my face into my palm. "It was a joke Cas." I smile.

He twitches his lips into a small smile. "Oh. I see. What about you? You can't? You are a quarter slash half human." He says staring back into the whiskey.

"Castiel. Are you going to drink that?" I ask him ignoring his question.

He places the glass back down. "Most likely yes. Do you want one?" He asks.

"No I shouldn't. I am kind of exhausted but sleep just isn't being cooperative at the moment." I frown and take a seat.

"How are you doing?" He asks referring to the damages of the hex bag.

"I'm okay. It was scary but I'm okay. I'm more concerned at Deans actions." I admit.

"Understandable. Listen you should try to get some sleep okay?" He says raising an eyebrow at me.

"Your right. Goodnight." I smile and leave the room happy for the little chat we had. I make my way back to Sam's room turning off the light and crawling beside Sam. Darkness.

*morning*

I wake up with Sam holding me tight. Happy I had no dreams last night. Sam's arms loosen as I squirm out of his grip. I walk to my room to change into my day clothes. I open my drawers to slide on a pair of royal blue jeans, and a red flannel (Sam's pick). I slide on a pair of leather black boots I had when I was a demon. Good look. Walking over to my mirror I do my eyebrows apply my regular nude eyeshadow, foundation powder, and some contour and highlighting. It all takes me around 15 minuets to do. I brush out my waist length medium brown hair, and smile at my appearance before applying a nude lipstick. This was just my average everyday makeup look. I walk out to see no one home. Not even Cas sitting here contemplating whether or not to drink liquor. I hear something in the distance. A prayer? *Rose. Rose. Hmm. Rose......mmmhhhh.* it sounded like. No. *rose mhh.* I was picking up the sound of Sam moaning my name. *mmmmhhh rose yes.....fu....yes... Rose.* he was..... Oh my god. My cheeks flush red. I hate angel radio. I hear footsteps and see Dean walk in. He notices my obviously flustered look.

"Is it just me or did you put on blush?" He asks.

I nervously chuckle a bit. "Ha ha yeah." He looks at me weird.

"What?" He questions.

"I pick things up on angel radio you know. I pick up a lot on angel radio than you think." I say covering my face in embarrassment. Dean hints in laughing.

"That's too good." He snorts. I turn off angel radio at the moment. Sam walks in causally until he notices Dean holding in his laughter and me acting strangely.

"What's going on?" He asks us.

"Nothing." I respond to quickly.

"Maybe next time when you do your business don't call out Rose's name. She has angel radio." Dean bursts out laughing like a hyena. My cheeks flash in embarrassment making me want to crawl in a hole and die. Sam looks the same way. "Man there is no recovering in this situation." Dean laughs and sips on a beer.

"Rose. I." Sam says unable to finish.

"Yeah." I chuckle a bit making him feel a little better. I walk up to him standing on my tip toes. "Maybe next time I'll make you moan like that." I flirt seductively sending shivers up his spine.