Sam P.O.V
"She's not like other humans dean." Cas' deep voice mummers.
I sighed slamming my book on the desk.
"Why did we take her." I said.
"Sammy, she's like you. What if she had demon blood in her." Dean said.
"She has demon blood in her dean." Castiel said.
YOUR P.O.V
I woke up shaking in fear. My hands chained to a chair. i moaned and groaned because the pain in my head was unreal. i stopped making noises when I heard talking and footsteps. my heart started pounding. I closed my eyes and pretended I was asleep still. The footsteps stopped right by me.
"I'm so sorry." I heard a guy say.
"Your probaly in alot of pain... and knowing cas he wont heal you. " he mumbled dabbing alcohol on your head.
"Sam." A deep voice said.
Sam looked over at castiel in the door say.
"let me." Castiel said walking over to me. He placed a finger on my forehead
I felt a warmth through out my body. I hummed and opened my eyes slowly.
I looked at the two men in the room. I started flipping out and kicking.
"Stop." Castiel calmly said.
Tears feel from my eyes as i pulled my wrist upwards. I looked down and my face dropped.
"Is this because the dreams." I whispered.
Sams jaw clenched.
"Ive been having them and thats all okay . Im not a bad perosn i promise." I said.
Sam kneeled down in front of me.
"I know your not but we need to know what your seeing." He said looking at me.
"Okay." I nodded.
Castiel sat in a chair and stared at me.
"I see a man pointing a gun at 2 men then i scream hey and then i hear a bam then go back to normal." I said squinting.
Sam looked at Castiel and the newer person in the room.
"If you let me go i wont call the cops, ill forget about you guys i swear i promise." I begged.
I felt my wrist being untied. I got up and looked at all three of the men.
"Please, stay away from me." I mumbled walking out the door.
I walked all the way back to my apartment. I patted my cat on the back and looked in the mirrior.
Vision
'Bam'
*groan*
*whimper*
"Dammit no!"
Reality
I took in a deep sigh and looked in the mirrior again.
"Your crazy."
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I know them.
FanfictionThe pitter,patter of my feet fills the church corridor. They eventually stop as I sit in the front row of the empty church. "Father , for I have somebody else's blood on my hands, lord please forgive me..."
