writing_maniac
"How do you know who we are?" Dean asks, bewildered.
"Dean," Sam warns. "She just woke up."
“B-but,” I begin, trying to process what just happened in front of my own eyes. “You’re not real, you can’t be,” I say in disbelief.
"Never mind how she knows, we're a little busy at the moment," Cas says in his low voice, scowling at Dean.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, are the first words the trio spoke to me.