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Unwanted Actions

Pain ran through my entire body, stabbing at my stomach like a thousand knives penetrating it all at once. Sam and Dean ran over too me as quick as they could as my eyes began to loose all focus I had. Then I blacked out, the pain increased – if that was even possible, and I opened my eyes again to feel wind against my limp body. I was being carried, by someone who was breathing heavily – they were angry I could sense it through my vivid pain.

"I'm going to kill him!" Dean grunted, I guessed he was the one carrying me.

"Shush Claire, everything is going to be ok," Sam's voice said from afar. Was I even making a sound? I couldn't tell. I blacked out again.

Then the pain burned, burned so hard through my stomach as a warm comforting light seemed to argue with the pain. Like it was trying to heal me. All I could think of to describe it was, like fire fighting with water. You weren't sure who would win. Then I shot up and inhaled a deep breath, my eyes wide as if I had just had too much adrenaline. And I noticed the pain was slowly going away. I looked down at my stomach to see my clothes soaked in blood but no visible cut or bruise. I looked up too see a weird man staring at me, the top part of his head was bald, but the sides had grey/white short hair. He looked like he was at the end of his Middle aged life, and enduring the late fifties. He smiled at me a wicked smile that bought memories back to my mind; I forced them away as quick as I could.

"This is a one off," he said smirking and turning around to a relieved Sam and Dean when I looked at them and smiled.

"We know Zachariah," Sam smiled gratefully. Dean looked suspicious.

"What do you want in return? If you think I am saying yes you got another thing coming!" He growled through his teeth and focused all his attention on the man infront of me.

"I only want something from Claire, and I will ask her for it, when I am ready," he smiled at them turned and nodded his head at me before disappearing.

"Glad you are feeling better Claire," Castiel said emotionless from the other side of the room, he had been there the whole time but he seemed afraid of the man – which was weird for Castiel.

"Yeah me too," Dean grunted pretending not to care but as he grabbed his beer he looked at me, grinned, and winked.

"Now, we need to get your things," Sam said going to get the keys for the dusty car but being stopped by Dean.

"Dude she's not coming with us!" Dean said looking at him like he was some dumbass kid.

"I'm going for a walk," I said still feeling a little stiff and not wanting to be in a room whilst they were arguing. "Can I borrow a shirt, or a jacket, or something? WAIT!" I stopped in panick. "Where's Matt?"

"We took him home, he was knocked out, but Castiel knew he would be ok," Sam explained looking at me, Dean didn't take his eyes off Sam's.

"I have a jacket on the seat, take care of it," Dean growled, he was obviously still furious at Sam.

"Thanks," I muttered as I grabbed it and managed to get out of the hotel.

I managed to get out of the car park in time for Matt to bump into me. He looked shocked to see me and moved his eyes down to my stomach only to see a jacket in the way of the bloody shirt.

"You're alive," he sighed with relief.

"Yeah, so are you," I giggled feeling the awkwardness of this conversation.

"I…I…I don't know what to say," Matt said rubbing the back of his head, something he always did when he was confused.

"Don't worry I'll speak," I sighed. "I'm sorry you got dragged into all this family crap! I…I didn't want that! I didn't want to endanger your life like that! I didn't know the consequences, but now that I do, I…" I struggled to find the words that would follow next. But I knew that it would hurt me too much. But I had to do it! After all I might be travelling around the state with my two half brothers and always be in danger. But for now that was out of the question, Dean obviously didn't want it too, and he seemed like the alpha male.

"Don't…" Matt said interrupting me. "…just think of here and now," he pleaded and leaned in giving me a kiss. "I'm just glad you are ok, I didn't know what happened to you, I was in some dark place, but I couldn't tell if I had blacked out or not! Weirdest experience I have ever had," he chuckled. "But I do know the whole time I was thinking of you," he smirked leaning in and giving me a kiss.

"I needed that," I smirked.

"Good, now tell your brothers you're coming home with me," he smiled. I needed it, I needed a night in with my boyfriend, making him watch girly films – secretly he enjoyed it.

However I looked at the motel and I wanted to stay there, yeah the ordinary thing was great but it was boring. Maybe I had an important part to play…but then again I wasn't ready. So tomorrow will have to be discussion day with Sam and Dean, and whether I would stay with them or not. But tonight I was going to do one last ordinary thing.

"Ok I'll meet you at yours? This might take a while," I sighed.

"Sure," he smiled giving me a kiss then walking off in the opposite direction. I straightened myself out and stood looking at the motel door, it was still open and things didn't look pretty. I walked up the steps and reached the door. Dean had Sam pinned against a wall.

"What is it about her that is making you so…so delusional about this situation?" Sam asked looking rather hot and bothered.

"She is not going to be a part of this family! I won't let her!" Dean spat, that right there let me know they were talking about me.

Dean had more emotional mood swings than a woman did on her period! I stood at the door my hands turned to fists and my eyes welled up at the hurtful comment. Sam looked at me apologetically and sighed. Dean looked confused and eventually turned to see my face in the doorway.

I couldn't look at him, so I ran, ran as far away from the motel as possible. I didn't even bother to reply as Dean called for my name. The only time I stopped was when Castiel got in my way. For some reason I found myself blaming him.

"Why? Why did you have to be here? If it wasn't for you they wouldn't have found me! I would have never known them!" I screamed knowing what I was saying was untrue but I couldn't help it.

And then something weird happened, he opened his arms and wrapped them around me. If I wasn't mistaken he was hugging me, letting me cry, and then eventually it got too much for him and he let go. The first human emotion from Castiel I had ever seen, and I suddenly felt guilty for having a go at him.

"Sam would like to speak to you," Castiel said emotionless.

"Ok," I sniffed.

"Walk back to the motel," he said disappearing again.

With his orders I walked back to the motel, and bumped into Sam, only he was surprised to see my blotchy red face.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," Sam sighed looking at the floor.

"I'm only sorry that you met me," I sniffed.

"SAM!" Dean shouted. "Get back in here,"

"I'll talk sense into him," Sam growled annoyed.

"I…" I said to stop him from walking off. "…I don't know if I want it,"

He sighed and ignored me walking off into the motel. And I knew then I did not have a say in what was going to happen to me next.