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Chapter 11:
-Castiel is in Kristen's body. – I stated putting down the phone.
-What?- Bobby asked behind his desk.
-Yeah, he left his vessel. The guy has a family. A wife and a little girl. – I informed.
-He can't stay in her. – Bobby protested.
-I know. That's why I want to go there. Please. – I asked.
-Why do you want to go there? You're not ready to go out like that. – Bobby said frowning.
-I can tell by my dreams that I and Castiel have a strong friendship. I might not feel it, but I'm sure he remembers. Maybe I can put some sense into him. – I explained.
Bobby got up and grabbed his keys sighing.
-Let's go kiddo. – he muttered opening the door. -Don't get yourself killed.
-I sure won't. – I assured.
We got in a brown old car, but it still worked.
-Does Dean know you're coming? – Bobby asked turning the engine on.
-No. – I answered with a small smile.
-I won't be happy to see that you left the house. The mission might not look dangerous, but anything could happen. – he informed.
-Geez Bobby, don't worry. Nothing's going to happen to me.- I calmed him.- I'll be careful.
-You don't even know how to use a gun. – he protested.
-Dean promised to teach me when he got back. But I could use a knife. – I said grabbing a small knife that I kept in my pocket.
-What would that do to a demon or to a ghost? – Bobby asked with an eye roll.
I looked at my lap knowing that the knife would be useless in that kind of situation.
-I still have my legs and my brain.- I stated looking up.
Bobby rolled his eyes once more and I looked out the window not wanting to admit that I was a little worried about what could happen.
Once we arrived the location that Dean told me where they were I grabbed my phone. It was a motel, but I didn't know the room door.
-He's going to yell at me, isn't he? – I asked Bobby.
He didn't answer but I already knew that the answer was positive.
I held the phone against my ear earing the beeps until he answered the phone.
-Amy, something wrong? – Dean asked in a concerned voice.
-No, nothing's wrong. – I assured. – Everything's fine. Listen, don't be mad, but we came to meet you.
-What? – he asked.
- Bobby drove me here. We're outside the motel. In which room are you? – I asked.
- 109. Come inside, knock twice so I can know it's you. – he said after hanging up.
-How was it? –Bobby asked.
-Not bad. - I said. – Let's go. Room 109.