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Sam and Charlie burst into the room, "Cas! You can't just touch people's souls!" Sam yelled.

'Cas' pulled his arm away from me.

I slumped against the wall, my breathing labored.

"His soul is marked," Cas said as he got up, turning to face the group.

"So he sold his soul?"

Cas shook his head, "No, this mark is more of a claim. Saying that this is mine, you cannot take or buy it,".

Charlie peeked at me from around Sam.

"Who marked it?"

Cas looked at me, "Loki, the Norse god of mischief and lies,".

Charlie looked like she was about to freak out. "So you really are Pietro Maximoff,".

I looked at her, still breathing heavily. I nodded slowly.

"How are you alive?! You got shot over a dozen times!"

I glared at her, not appreciating the topic.

"Charlie, go wait for us in the library," Dean told her, glaring right back at me.

When she left the room, "How did you get here?" Sam asked, trying to sound nice.

"Well Sam," I emphasized his name, "I was trying to get home, Loki pinned me in an alley and put me here. He said people would care for me here more in this dimension than my own. I like this one more," I told them.

Dean started laughing loudly, gaining Sam's disapproving look.

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