chapter 14 cold feet

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Hey cool people whats happening, whats been happening since i went MIA i wanted to thank you all for reading, commenting and voting you guys rock

love, Emily

Emma's Point of View

After they left I jumped out of the shower and threw on some track pants and a hoodie, pulling my hair into a messy pig tail I walked out and joined Sam on the bed were I noticed, that the blood that was there minutes ago, had disappeared.

"OK now that I'm decent, Sam, can you tell me who the heck this pervert is?" I said coldly.

"I am not a-"he struggled with his words "I'm sorry, I'm just getting the hang of my wings, they're new" he whispered the last part.

"Why are you here Cas?" Sam asked, annoyed.

"Well, I sensed my flower was hurt so I came here to look for her, but was a bit off" the man, Cas, said.

"Your flower? What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Meg, my protector" he said childishly.

'Protector' I mouthed to Sam.

"Don't ask" he replied "yeah, she was here but Dean took her to the hospital she was pretty beaten"

"Well why didn't you call me, I could have healed her" He said, sounding a little annoyed.

"Would you have come if we called?" Sam asked him, raising an eyebrow in curiosity, Castiel just looked away, hurt.

"Ok, sorry to interrupt but, what the hell is going on?"

"I'm so sorry, where are my manners? My name is Castiel Novak, and this is Jimmy" he said pointing at his body it took a minute before I caught on angle "I was the one who raised dean from hell"

"Yeah, I remember the stir it caused"

"What? How do you remember that?" Sam asked turning to look at me

"I first got into the hunting business after meeting Dean while he was in hell. My friend Alastair introduced us, he told me about home, about you, Jo, Ellen and all the crap you've been through, that's why I came here to get away."

"You knew Dean before he got out of hell, why didn't he remember you?" he was getting more anxious as the convocation drew on

"Because I had a friend wipe his memory, if he knew who I was he'd kill me" I replied sheepishly.

"Who would kill you?" Dean asked coming into the room "hey, Cas, it's good to see you, why are you here?"

"I have come to see Meg, I hear she is ill."

"Yeah, we just dropped her off at the hospital, she's going to be ok, but they had a lot of questions."

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