Love Conquers Evil

"He?"

"So, now you know the truth," The beautiful voice said.

I looked around to find the source of the voice, but only found Sam, Dean, and Bobby on the floor covering their ears in pain.

I rushed over to Dean.

Crouching next to him, I could see there was blood coming out of one ear.

"Your hurting my friends," I said softly.

All the shaking stopped and the high pitched ringing disappeared.

I helped Dean up and he went over to Sammy.

I helped Bobby up and made sure he was fine.

"Everybody ok?" I asked.

I grabbed a rag I found and went over to Dean.

I pressed it to his bleeding ear and he winced.

"Sorry," I said softly.

"What the hell was that?" Dean asked.

"How am I suppose to know?" I asked.

But the thing is, I did know, just didn't know everything.

But as I stood there, trying to get Deans ear to stop bleeding, I was putting all the puzzle pieces together.

"But," I added. "I've heard that voice more than a few times during my life."

Dean turned his head to look at me.

I whacked him with the rag and turned his head back.

I saw a half full bottle of water.

"Hand me that water will you?" I asked Sammy.

He tossed me the water and I caught it one handed.

I poured some of the water on the rag and pressed it to Deans ear again.

"You heard a voice?" Bobby asked.

I nodded.

"What did it say?" Sammy asked.

" 'So, now you know the truth,' " I repeated.

"About?" Dean asked.

"I'm assuming about knowing the truth about being angel kissed," I said.

"How does this voice know about it?" Sam asked.

"He knows a lot," I said with a smile.

Deans ear finally stopped bleeding, so I poured more water onto the rag and cleaned up the blood that was on his neck.

"He?" Dean asked.

I nodded.

"The voice was male," I said setting the rag down.

"What exactly has he said to you over the years?" Bobby asked.

I shrugged.

"A combination of things," I said.

"Not going to be more specific about that, are you?" Dean asked.

I shook my head and gave him a sly smile.

"Bobby, can I take a shower?" I asked.

"Do you even have to ask?" He said.

I smiled and went out to the Impala.

I grabbed my bag that I left behind and went back in.

I went to the bathroom in the office, but as I was about to put my hand on the handle, a blinding white light illuminated from the cracks around the door.

My bag fell out of my grasp and I took several steps back.

I heard three guns cock behind me, and I knew that if I looked, I would find the guys holding a gun aimed at the bathroom door.

The door opened slowly.

A man with short dark hair, bright blue eyes, a little bit of scruff on his face, and wearing a tan trench coat, came walking out of the bathroom.

I threw my arms out to the side.

"Don't shoot!" I said.

"What! Why?" Dean asked.

"Mainly, because it won't do anything to him," I said.

I dropped my arms to my side.

"Castiel," I greeted with a grin.