Being Human

Zeke

Bliss, happiness, content. That's what these last two weeks have been for you. You have never been happier in your life. And the reason behind this unbridled joy? Well, it was Sam.

Sam had been paying quite a bit of attention to you during this time. Whether he was teaching you how to research, to fight, or just the basics of life, he was with you.

Sam was really patient with you too. He did not get mad when you messed up, which was quite a bit. He was always kind, and helpful. Eventually you got the basics of hunting down to an art. You could fight and defend yourself well enough, and you could figure out what creature you were hunting quicker than the boys could sometimes. Although you had not been on a real hunt yet you thought it would not be long till then.

When you where not learning how's to dismantle a nine millimeter, you where learning the basics of human life. Because you where a shut in angel before you fell you knew next to nothing. The boys where quite shocked when they found out you really did not know much about... well anything. So they both took on the responsibility of teaching you somethings you needed to know. That is after they had questioned you a bit about your cluelessness.

Dean of corse taught you how to cook, pie mainly. You excelled in this area quickly, much to his joy. He also taught you how to drive. This was your favorite thing to learn, because you got to spend time with all the classic beauties in the garage. But driving was not all you learned. Dean would not let you even look at the keys to any car, before you learned how they work and how to fix them if they did not work. Eventually you progressed enough that he let you drive baby up and down the little dirt road in-front of the bunker for a bit.

Sam unknowingly taught you more about human nature. You picked up on his sleeping habits, and tried to sleep when he did, although four- five hours was not near enough. You learned what acceptable behavior was too. Sam would often chastise Dean for eating with his mouth open, not cleaning up after himself, or by making a rude remark. You learned that all the things Sam, and occasionally Dean would chastise each other for was bad and should probably be avoided.

On one afternoon you found yourself sitting in your room with your nose in a book. The boys had gone out two days ago on a quick salt n' burn a few towns over, and left you at home to research.

They where due back from their hunt any minute now, although you where unaware of this. You had lost track of time after the 5th chapter of The Wizard of Oz. So when you heard the door to the bunker open, and the boys walk in, you quietly got up and made your way to the library to meet them. You did not put your book down however, and continued reading it on your way through the halls.

You were about to turn the corner and enter the library when you stopped short. Dean was talking to someone.

"Zeke, I'm gonna call you Zeke. I'm still getting use to this whole... situation."

"I know Dean, but it is for a good cause, your brother is still very sick."

You stopped just before the entrance to the library. You silently closed your book not even bothering to mark your place with a book mark. You listened in on the conversation in the next room. You could have sworn that you had just heard Sam speak, but Dean called him Zeke. Who is Zeke? You thought, as you silently crept closer to the entrance so you could hear better.

"How is he?" you heard Dean ask this "Zeke" person. He sounded worried.

"Your brother is getting better, we both are." Zeke replied with Sam's voice.

Then it hit you, Sam was not Sam right now. Sam's possessed! How could you not have noticed this, surely there must have been signs, you just missed them. You were positive that Dean would not let a demon posses his brother, plus it was impossible, Sam had an anti- possession tattoo.

That left an angel. For some reason, this made you mad. You thought about the possibility that the person you had been getting to know, and growing close to was not Sam at all. Then your mind quickly changed tracks, and thought about the possibility that the angel Zeke was here for you. It was not hard to believe, after all it was a well known fact that you helped Cas with those "trials" that got the angels cast out of heaven.

The thought of this had you quickly making your way back to your room as quietly as you could. As soon as you had safely made it inside your room, and silently shut the door you started shaking. You were incredibly scared. You where scared for you, and you where scared for Sam. From what you had heard Zeke was helping Sam, but how, and why?

    A few minutes later there is a knock on your door. You did not bother moving from your place on your bed to answer the door. You were quite content to lay there and wait for them to come in or go away.

   The door to your room opened up, and Dean popped his head inside. "Hey y/n, we're back. How did you do while we were gone?" He asked you as he made his way inside your room. 

   "I was okay, I got to relax and read a bit. How was the hunt?" You asked him. Dean sat down on the side of your bed, before looking at you.

   As soon as his eyes landed on you he began to worry. You where curled up in a ball in the middle of your bed. Your skin was pale, and you where shaking like a leaf.

   "Y/n what's wrong?" Dean asked as he placed the back of his hand against your forehead to check for a fever.

   You really wanted to know what was going on. So you decided to come right out and ask Dean what was going on. "Dean, why is Sam possessed?"

   Your question made Dean freeze. He stared at you for a few moments, like he was trying to figure out if he could trust you with this information you were not supposed to have.