Chapter 5

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Dinner went well. Sam and Dean got burgers. They seemed to enjoy them. I sat there and ate my meal. It was one of the best that I had in a while. It reminded me why I loved places like this. The food was great, but it was like a hidden treasure. Sam would looked at me once in a while and I acted like I didn't see it. He sat across from me.

"So what are we going to do when we find the jinn?" I asked the brothers as we drank our beers.

"Sam and I will take care of it. We have to make sure that it doesn't touch any of us though." Dean said. He took a sip from his beer and set it down. The moon was hanging over the trees and it was seen perfectly out of the screened windows.

"Why can't I join? They can't kill me either." I looked at Castiel and he looked at me like he couldn't say anything to stop Dean.

"That's true. Nothing from Purgatory or hell can kill her." Sam sounded like he was proud of that.

"Okay how about no. Because you don't know what we are dealing with. You might not die if he touches you, but I don't think that you should just run in there. He could still effect you." Dean corrected us.

"Then how do I get out? Don't they put you into a coma?" I asked him.

"You have to fight your fear. which ever it is." He told me. I looked at him and I saw that he was serious. That was what I would have to do if I was touched. I didn't want or need that.

"Then I won't let him get a hold of me." I told them. It was that simple. I've done worse. I know how to fight. I know how to deal with things.

Nothing more was said on that topic. Dean changed it to where we would have to take it. I wasn't sure. I imagined the same building that we went to orignially.

"What would happen if we didn't do it?" I asked them. Sam sighed and Dean looked around the place. THere was nothing to look at. The place was empty. They did something. I slammed my beer on the table and that got all of their attention.

"Castiel, what is it that they did to set me free?" I asked him. He looked at me and I knew that Dean was trying to tell him to stop behind me. I narrowed my look and he sighed.

"Dean made a deal that he would go back to torturing for them and you would be returned to Crowley." Castiel confessed. Maybe having an anitsocial angel was a good thing to have around.

"So that's really what you did? Did you not hear me? I told you that I would be fine." I told Dean. This was pissing me off that he would do something like this.

"We couldn't just let you be in their place. That would have been horrible." Dean told me. He was trying to make things better.

"You're an idiot. Thank you, but you're still an idiot." I couldn't believe that he would do that for me.

"What is it with you and suffering anyways? You hold all that guilt with you for no reason. It was a part of your life, but there wasn't much that you could have done. Hell, if they gave me an offer to stop torturing me to do what they did, I would take it." Dean looked at me like I had just said something weird in a different language.

"You don't get it." He said to me. I sighed and looked at Sam. Sam wasn't going to get into this one.

"You know what? I don't. I don't get why you think you need to save me. I don't even want to be saved. I don't want anyone to save me. I just want all of this to be over. I want something normal like I had." I then got up from the table and I took the bill. I took up to the lady and paid for all of it. I gave her a big tip, because I knew that she had been working hard. I then left the place to go sit at the car.

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