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Chapter 9 Touched by an Angel

"How does this whole getting rid of the Mark, work? I mean is it he whole two fingers, the forehead and wham I'm cured thing, like Cas does?" Dean asked already knowing the answer.

"It's much more complicated than that, but I suspect my brother, Castiel has already told you as much." Michael spoke in a robotic tone.

"Yeah, he may have mentioned that it would take a bit more contact than that." Dean told him with a nervous grin.

"So, you know that for this to work, I will have to be inside you." Michael told him in a monotoned voice.

"Please man, don't say it like that, it makes me sound cheap. Dean said in a whiney tone. If I say yes to this, there will be some ground rules." Dean informed the angel even though,he knew that letting the angel in was his only choice.

"I'm not sure that I understand, what you mean by ground rules." Michael said looking confused.

"It means that you have to agree to my rules before hand." Dean said in a huff, this reminding him of how Cas was before he learned any of the human phrases.

"I'm an angel so I think you can trust that I won't do anything wrong while I...inhabit you." Michael said trying to reassure the man that was supposed to be his vessel.

"Oh, trust me, I've seen a lot of angels do a lot of wrong." Dean stated.

"I see, so what our these rules that you wish to put in place?" Michael asked curiously.

"First of all, I'm in the driver seat...unless I am unable to be for some unknown reason. Secondly, if I am unable to be in charge of what's going on. There are absolutely no secrets to be kept from me. Lastly and listen up because this is a big one, don't you dare hurt or let anyone else hurt my brothers' or my friends', got it?" Dean asked with an intense glare.

"I think I've got it." Michael said with a nod.

"Good, I guess that we should get this over with. So, come on in." Dean motioned after he and Michael were alone, except for Adam of course.

Dean didn't know exactly what to expect, but he supposed that since Michael was going to possess him to save him, from the mark then it wouldn't kill him. As soon as he gavehim his blessing there was a white light and then the heat moved toward his brain.

"I'm sorry Dean, I wish that I didn't have to hurt you so much, but if you wish to be healed of the mark, you will have to endure this." Michael explained as he felt Dean adjust to the pain.

"Son. Of. A. Bitch, how about a little warning next time, Mike?" Dean grunted out once he was able stand again.