Side by Side - COMPLETE

Crazy Stuff

I slowly stepped inside the trailer, mesmerized by the sword. It looked like any typical sword I've seen, but for some reason, I felt an attachment to it.

I came close enough to the sword that I can already feel it in my hands. I reached out for it but someone stopped me before I can even get it. I turned my focus and Dean stopped me from reaching any further.

"What are you doing?" I asked annoyed.

"What if this is a trap?" Dean sounded worried but I didn't care. I wanted to get the sword. I tried to budge out of his grasp but it didn't work. Instead he pulled me away farther from the chair.

"A trap by who exactly?" I hissed. Dean's annoying and irritating and I just want the damn sword in my hands.

"Crowley maybe? Or even Cas?" He replied.

I rolled my eyes. "Why would it be either one of them? Can you let me go now?"

Dean let me go and put his hands up in surrender. He took several steps back along with Sam as they both watched me walk back up to the sword.

It's much more smaller and shinier than a regular angel blade. I wonder if it can kill anything.

I reached out to grab the sword and I can feel my hands sweating and my body tingling with this fiery sensation that I've never felt before. I can feel the silver weapon molding into my hands like it was meant for me.

I finally get my hands on the sword and I hold it with a light touch. Not too hard and not too aggressive. It would be terrible if it broke in my hands.

The sword itself looked so pure and had a perfect balance between black and white. The handle was of some reptile skin. It looked like a type of snake and the colors went from brown in the shadows and illuminated green in the light. The end of the sword had a red gem, although I couldn't tell what type it was. All I know was that it was the most beautiful weapon I've ever laid eyes on.

"So do you feel any different?"

The voice caught me off guard and I forgot I wasn't alone. I turned around to face where the voice came from and Sam and Dean both had worried looks on their faces.

"Do I look any different?" I genuinely asked.

"No you d--"

Sam's words were cut off by my body dropping to the floor. I wasn't unconscious because my eyes were still open. The only thing that worried me was that I could barely hear a thing.

I felt my body slowly rise off the ground and my body was place in an upright position. My body instantly tensed up and I felt this strong power enter my body, the sword never leaving my hand. I tried dropping the sword but the power became stronger. I became stronger.

A bright light came from above and shined through the storage trailer and into my body. A loud and high frequency noise was being made by this light and I could slightly see Sam and Dean in pain from it.

Instantaneously, my body dropped and I knocked out unconscious.

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She got ahold of her sword. She has it. If you're an angel on earth, make your way back to heaven as soon as possible. She's not strong now but she will be in a few months or maybe even sooner.

I woke up to voices surrounding me. Everything was pitch black. I couldn't see anything.

"Sam?" My throat was dry and burned as I tried calling out to Sam with my Sahara desert throat.

I felt below me. I was on a bed. I pulled the sheets off of me feeling a cool breeze that came against my clammy skin. I slowly moved my feet to the floor and I felt concrete below me.

Okay so I'm not in the motel.

I put my hands out to help me move around so I wouldn't bump into anything. I found a wall and made my way around the dark room until I finally found what felt like a door knob.

I turned it and opened the door to a bright light that hurt my head. Once my eyes adjusted, I seen that I was inside my room at the bunker.

I walked out of my room and into the hallway. There was no noise which was weird, especially living with two guys.

I continued to walk until I made my way into the kitchen. There was a tall glass of water on the counter. My mouth watered for it and without even thinking, I ran to it and downed the water as quick as I could. I didn't even care that some water was falling down my mouth to my neck.

Once I finished the whole glass, I tried calling out again. "Sam? Dean?"

No one answered. I continued to walk, slowly, through that kitchen and into the library where I assumed the guys would be.

Unfortunately, they weren't. Books were scattered all over the floor and all over the table. It almost looked like a fight happened in here.

Sam's laptop laid on the library table under a couple of books. I moved the books and sat down to open his laptop. Lucky me, it was opened to his most recent.

"Girl goes missing." I say to myself. The site was an article about a few people who have gone missing over the past couple of months.

I sit back in the seat and sigh. "Thanks for taking me hunting." I said to myself sarcastically.

"They couldn't take you because you were still knocked out unconscious." I turned towards the library's entrance and Castiel was slowly walking in with an eyebrow raised.

"Hey Cas. Where did they go?"

"California." He said in a monotone voice.

I furrow my eyebrows at how weird he was acting. "Are you okay Cas?"

"No actually I'm worried. Why aren't you trying to kill me?" He asked seriously.

I raise my eyebrows at how straightforward he was. "I actually haven't had anything to eat. So let's wait until after."

Cas' eyes widened at my statement causing me to burst and belly over with laughter. I looked back at his face, causing me to only laugh harder. He was no longer looking scared and looked confused.

"Why are you laughing? Killing me is not funny." He said.

I tried to calm my laughter to respond to him. "I'm so sorry Cas. That was funny. But to answer your question. I don't feel any sudden urge to kill anything actually. I'm just hungry."

"Well we brought some food home to please your hunger." Dean said walking through the door with Sam.

Excitement surged through me as I jumped out of my chair and hugged Sam around his neck. I stood there hugging him for a while until I noticed how quiet in the room it had gotten.

Dean cleared his throat and I quickly pulled away. I went to hug Dean but it wasn't for as long.

"What was all that for?" Sam asked smiling. He dropped his bags to the floor. He looked exhausted.

"I just missed you guys." I said shyly.

"Well I hope you missed food because you haven't eaten in a few days." Dean said dropping a bag of food onto the table.

"A few days?! How long have I been out?" I asked out loud for anyone to answer.

I looked at Dean expecting him to answer and he was lost in thought until he replied. "About, a few days."

I rolled my eyes at him. He could never be specific with me. He gets on my nerves but I can't help but to adore him.

Dean placed his bags on the floor and he took a seat at the table. Everyone else copied him and took a seat and Dean passed out hamburgers to us all, including Castiel.

"So Marissa," Dean said with his mouth full. "We have to talk to you about what happened while you were knocked out."

"Why? Stuff happened?" I stuck fries into my mouth as I replied.

"Yes. Crazy stuff happened."