"Wait I'm not ready!" Kayla jerked her leg up to her chest.

Dean laughed. "Seriously? You've taken worse sweetheart it's not gonna hurt."

"Are you sure?"

He pulled his shirt back and showed her the bandage on his chest. "We just did it!"

She had watched both Sam and Dean get the symbols tattooed on their chests. Neither one of them so much as flinched during the process, much less complained about it hurting. Kayla had opted for the small symbol to be placed on the inside of her ankle (a decision Dean told her was very girly of her) but the needle was less than appealing.

The tattoo artist was sitting patiently at the end of the table, waiting for her to put her leg back out. He had both the others and had gotten the symbol perfectly, there was no room for variations.

Kayla slowly slid her leg back out and turned her ankle down. The guy looked at her and she nodded, still nervous. "Alright I'm ready." When the needle started whirring she held still as it started contact with her skin, her mouth dropped open. "You said it wasn't going to hurt!"

"Of course it's going to hurt, you put it on the inside of your ankle. There's nothing but bone there! You can squeeze my…damn!"

She grasped down on his hand; it hurt but he was right, she'd felt worse.

Dean smirked and watched the symbol take shape. Demonic possession-check. Just one less thing to worry about when he was gone.