Seer《Book 1: Season 5-6 》

Taken

Castiel had heard rumors previously that the Colt was still floating around, but we had given up on that quite some time ago.
Until I had a vision at breakfast one  day.

It was one of the ones in which I didnt just see things, but also recieved information like a memory download.
When Bella had taken the gun from my brothers, she claimed to have given it to Lilith, but instead, my vision told a different story. It had in fact come into the possession of a crossroads demon named Crowley, a trusted henchman of Lilith.
It was then that we had asked Cas to track down this mysterious demon, so that we might kill him and nab the colt.
We waited patiently at Bobby's before we received the phone call from Cas, whom had completed his mission, but the house in which he trailed him to was warded against angels.

Then it was our turn. Or rather, the brothers' turn.
I had the pleasure of meeting the famous mother and daughter Ellen and Jo, as we plotted to storm the gates to this mansion. Once Jo and I lured the demon guards , Sam and Dean ganked them and proceeded inside.

The other girls, Cas and I, waited outside for news.
"So," Ellen began speaking to me, "another long lost Winchester, huh?"

I nodded. "Yeah...among other things."

"I heard you're some big league psychic, " Jo added.

"The most powerful in existence," Cas commented, looking at me with that screening stare he was so expert at.

I swallowed a lump at their widened eyed stares and scoffed dryly. "Maybe someday. But right now there isn't much I can do that's better than any other psychic," I said.

"Still, doesn't hurt to have you around," Ellen said, "can you see what's going on in there?"

I sighed. I really hated using my powers on command, it was exhausting, but I was getting better at it. Ever since Cas helped me see Jesse's future, I was slowly getting the hang of it. As if he opened something up inside me.
I turned to the house, focusing on where I could sense my brothers through the windows.
It was surprisingly easy, maybe because of our shared blood.
"They're talking..."

"Talking? " Jo said in dissproval, "so much for the gank and grab."

"This...Crowley," I continued, "wants to help us kill Lucifer. He's willing to hand over the colt."

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With the mission successful, but the hour late, we returned to Bobby's. Everyone was sort of wandering around doing their own thing, the boys sitting alone discussing the plan, while Ellen, Cas and I were taking shots of whiskey.

I watched in amusement as the angel slammed six glasses without a wince. He looked at us with half a smile.
"I think I'm starting to feel something." he said.

I giggled. Angels man, sometimes they were a riot.
Our eyes locked for a moment, and with the help of the alcohol I wasn't so unnerved by him.

"Should you even be imbibing intoxicating substances?" he asked me. I bit my lips and frowned into my glass.

"I'm fine, Cas," I murmured and took my shot.

Ellen exchanged glances with us suspiciously. "What's he talking about?"

I was endeared by that motherly tone of hers. She'd warmed up to me fast as if I had been part of family all along.

With a sigh I poured another shot, preparing to answer for myself before Cas did. "I'm a recovering heroin addict," I said flatly, and took another shot.

"Oh..." Ellen murmured sympathetically.

"Like I said," I shrugged, "I'm fine. I can have a drink."

It took a moment for Cas to lay off me with that disapproving gaze, but when he did,  he continued to drink right along with me.