Angelica Lilith Winchester

THIRTEEN

"Angie? Angie, wait," Sam said, entering my room.

I continued to pack up my things, ignoring him.

"Sorry, Sammy, but you heard Dean... I'm not wanted here."

"Yes, you are. Angie, he was angry. It was a really big announcement. He'll change his mind once he calms down and has time to process it. He loves you."

I closed my bag, swinging it onto my back and turning to face Sam.

"Let me go, Sam," I demanded. "Trust me, this is better for everyone."

"No. You aren't going anywhere. If you leave, Dean will beat himself up for weeks. He was so happy to finally have you back."

"Get out of my way, Sam."

"Don't do this, Angie."

"My name is Angelica," I snapped.

"You can't leave," Sam ignored my comment.

"Why not?"

"I want you to stay."

"Why?"

"You're family."

I scoffed, "Not any more, I'm not. Dean made that pretty clear."

"He didn't mean what he said."

"I can make you move if you refuse one more time."

"You'd really do that?"

"You want to test me?"

Sam swallowed, but finally stepped to the side. I pushed past him and headed to the front entrance of the Bunker. There was no sign of Dean or Cass in the War Room. I assumed Cass was trying to talk some sense into Dean like Sam had been with me. I headed up the stairs and left, the door slamming behind me.

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I hid in the shadows, my knees drawn up to my chest as I watched the man throw a match into the grave. He stood there, watching the bones burn for a minute and I slowly made my way closer, sticking to the shadows. The man's phone rang and he pulled it out, answering.

"Hello? Yeah it's done. See you soon."

He hung up, turning to leave and then paused as he heard a branch snap that I had just stepped on. Looking around, his eyes finally found my small form in the shadows.

"Hello? Who's there?"

I inched forward, coming out of the shadows and closer to the man so he could see me better.

"Well, hello there. What's your name?" he asked when he got a good look at me.

"Angelica. Angelica Lilith," I told him.

"Nice to meet you, Angie. I'm Dean Winchester. Do you have a family nearby?"

I shook my head, smiling a little at the nickname he gave me.

"No? Huh... well, I guess you could stay with my brother, dad, and I until we figure out what to do with you. Would that be okay with you?"

"Mm-hm," I nodded.

"Okay," he said, holding out a hand.

I took it and we walked out of the graveyard together.

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Dean's POV

"She fucking lied, Cass!" I shouted.