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Chapter 4
She raised her arms in a blocking position, yet the bullet stopped in mid air. Everyone froze, not even breathing, Dean then stepped forward to grab the bullet. He plucked it, "Okay, this is weird, even for us. Okay, um... Sam?" Dean looked to Sam for awnsers, then to Cas. Oddly Cas was as shocked as the rest, "I apologize. I did not mean to frighten or confuse you, I-I.. ah." tears started to stream down her face. Now, boys with a crying girl, who is a witch, and just popped up from her grave where she spent time in hell. They got uncomertable, "No, no don't cry. Just..." Cas placed two fingers on her forehead and she fell asleep, and well fell to the ground. "Dude." Cas gave a look that said 'what I do wrong?'
Dean said they'd take her and placed her in the car, "How long will she be out Cas?" Sam asked as Dean was siting her up so Castiel could sit in the back, "It depends on her." Dean rolled his eye, Of course it does. He thought, "I heard you, Dean." Cas snapped, "Whatever, just... just get in the back of the damn car." Dean crawled out and moved to the driver's seat. Cas and Sam got in as well, Sam got back to reading his book. And Dean said good bye.
Dean looked at Cas throught the rear view mirror, he was studing Lylieana, but Dean was looking at Cas. Dean was noticing that he was looking at Cas a lot not. Dean had come to grips that he was a bisexual a long time ago (long story short, few beers, testosterone and a sleepover. You get the picture.) Dean couldn't help it. He was some how drawn to he best friend, he couldn't help but wish Castiel felt the same way about him. But he couldn't dwell on it, Sam countinued to read his book. A confused face had appaered, Sam started to mummble to himself, "Lylieana W. Lylieana W. L. Winchester..." Dean slightly turned to his brother, "What the hell are you going on about?" Sam flipped to an old porite of a girl, dirty blond hair and hazel eyes, she looked just like Lylieana, but she was younger and it was a family one, an older boy the brown hair and green eyes, as well as the mom had green eye and dirty blond hair and the father brown hair and hazel eyes.
Sam pointed to the picture, "Dean look, it's her and at the bottom it says, L. Winchester, A. Winchester, and R. Winchester, S. Winchester. The men of letters went all the way back and I think she is the little girl." Dean looked back, she stired but not waking, "No, impossable, she can't be. No." Maybe?, "Even if she was, she's a witch. I hate witches, we hunt them. We can't be related." Sam re-read the bio of the family, "It says, only the girl was a witch, and she died by what they say was a wolf attack. If that's not hell hound MO, I don't know what is." Dean turn up the radio, Trying to shut Sam up. It worked.