The next two months passed by without much incident. Anna set herself on cleaning the house from top to bottom. She wasn't sure what possessed her one day but she could not get rid of the idea to eradicate every last partial of dust from the house. She found old cans of paint in the garage and focused any excess energy on fixing the house, which after some pretty intense scrubbing she could see was a rather beautiful old craftsman.
She wasn't sleeping the best she ever had. Ever since that thing had come to talk to her she couldn't find much peace behind closed eyes. So instead of sleeping she would pad downstairs and sort through all of the books Bobby kept in what once was the dining room. She would sort through everything before finding a place for it all.
At first Bobby seemed more than a little annoyed at her Bob the Builder act, especially after she had removed all of the doors so that she could sand and paint them. He huffed about needing to find her a hunt so that she would stop tearing the house apart but after she was done and the kitchen sparkled like new, and the bedrooms looked inviting, and the house started look like someone cared about it again she could see his anger start to ebb. He would still throw a fit if he saw her digging through the power tools looking for the one she needed to get whatever job she had on her list done, but he gave up on the fight and even helped her once or twice.
Anna would occasionally go on a hunt and be gone for a week or so but she always came back. She talked to Sam as often as she could but it always felt like he was lying to her. He would tell her these stories about hoards of demons coming at him that he somehow managed to fight off. He was always unclear about how he had done it though. The story would have every detail until it got to the ass kicking part and then there was always a pause and then the standard. "I fought them off and hightailed it out of there." She couldn't tell what was wrong with him but her worry was growing exponentially with each phone call.
It had been about three months since they had buried Dean when Anna got off the phone with Sam and decided that enough was enough. She was going to meet up with him and figure out what was wrong. She packed a bag and walked downstairs to find Bobby pouring over a set of hikers maps.
"Hey, you working on something important?" She asked with a laugh as she came up to the table and looked at his work.
"It's always important." Bobby gave a gruff response.
"Right," Anna paused. "So there's a lasagne in the fridge for dinner but I need to talk to you about something."
"Well, it can't be too bad or you would have made me something to eat." His response was sarcastic but Anna thought she heard a twinge of worry in his voice.
"It's Sam. Something's not right with him. I think whatever stupid thing he's gone and done is getting him into trouble and I'm going to go check in on him. I should be back in a week. He's not far from here but I can't convince him to come back." Anna shrugged as she admired her meticulous organizing.
"Does he know your coming?" Bobby asked as his attention returned to the maps.
"No. If I told him he would just stop doing whatever stupid thing he's doing and I wouldn't get to yell at him." She smirked. "Or he'd do something more stupid like try and leave."
"Boy's an idjit." Bobby grunted. "You giving up on weeding out that garden?"
"Nah, I just figured the weeds would still be here when I get back." She laughed. "Unless you want to try and take care of it?" He looked at her like she had lost her mind. "So are you going off into the mountains?" She asked as she looked at the maps.
"Well I thought about maybe going up to stalk some deer."
"You were going to go without me?" She playfully nudged his arm with a smirk. "Last time I went out I cut up this path here." She pointed out the part of a trail that she had been up recently. "I took the four wheeler up. It's not a bad path, looked like someone used to use it as a campground years ago."
"I don't go up there anymore." Bobby looked uncomfortable and Anna immediately regretted her words. The months of living with Bobby had taught her that there were just something's he didn't talk about.
"Oh. Okay, well my bags are all packed so I better cut out." She tried to get out of the awkward conversation she had gotten herself into. "Remember that lasagne or it will go bad."
She drove out of town and was maybe an hour out of Sioux Falls when she remembered she forgot her wallet like an idiot. Reluctantly she turned the car around just as she felt the earth shake. She stopped the car because the violence of the shaking made her doubt the stability of her hands. She had lived through an earthquake once before, while her father had been stationed in San Diego. This was nothing like that, this was worse than that. While the shaking wasn't as intense, the knowledge that there were no major fault lines in South Dakota made it that much worse.
"Dear God." She muttered as she braced herself against the window of the car. Just as suddenly as the shaking started it stopped. Anna tried to shake off the feeling that something was wrong; she started the car again and sped off down the road. "These are some strange days." She shook her head as she passed what looked like an abandoned convince store, with the windows were all shattered and there wasn't a soul in sight.
She made her way back into the house and tried to stay as quiet as possible, hiding the fact that she could have been so stupid as to forget her wallet.
"You sure are back early." Bobby called out from behind her as she started on the stairs. Anna cringed at the judgement she heard. She might be more experienced than she was all those years ago but making a mistake, even a small mistake made her angry and embarrassed.
"Just forgot my damn wallet." She muttered, glad that at least she hadn't forgotten her gun; she would never have heard the end of that one. She heard Bobby snort his judgement but didn't listen to it as she raced up the stairs.
Her wallet was somewhere in the mess of a room she kept. It took forty-five minutes of looking under piles of clothes and guns. Her collection of knives had grown exponentially and the shelf that a woman might use to store makeup or perfume she had scattered several pocketknives, four bayonets, several other boot and neck knives, and in the centre was a KA-BAR she had stolen from her father years ago. She liked knives and as she became more comfortable with them she almost preferred them to guns. Knives were silent and if they were sharpened regularly they were quick and effective. Finally she found the beaten green wallet under a box she stored a turret press to make knew bullets. She hadn't used it since she had been on her own, now she just relied on Bobby's seemingly endless store of bullets rather than make her own.
"There you are you little fucker." Anna whispered as she heard the door slam and yelling start. "What the -" She didn't finish the thought as she grabbed a slim neck knife and a semi automatic pistol and turned into the hall, hugging the wall as she walked towards the stairs.
She heard him before she saw him. Yelling, looking for his brother, cursing, out of his mind. Bobby was shouting back, but he made eye contact for a second with Anna and gave the briefest of nods. She had to brace herself for what she was going to do next, she had to remind herself that he wasn't really him, he was a demon or something, she had to do it. Slowly she laid the gum on the top of the stairs and positioned the knife so that she could jump without hurting herself. Anna waited until Dean had placed himself just under her at the bottom of the stairs.
"Bobby, you got a woman living here?" Dean asked just as Anna pounced from the stairs. She landed squarely on his back forcing him to the ground with a crash. Without pausing she pulled his head up by his hair and positioned her knife at his neck.
"How dare you?" She yelled at him, her knees pinned his arms to the ground. "How fucking dare you?" She called again.
"Anna, Anna, it's me!" Dean called but Anna couldn't listen.
"You come here, you look like him, how fucking dare you? I'm going to enjoy sending you back to hell! Filthy demon."
"Anna! It's me I swear! Look, throw some holy water on me." He demanded and she thought she could hear the annoyance in his voice. "I'm not a demon!"
"Then you are something else." Anna spoke as Bobby doused him with holy water.
"I'm Dean!" he yelled his sandy blond hair ripping slightly as he tried to extricate himself from her grasp.
"Dean is dead!" Anna yelled before she puled his head back and shoved it forward into the ground. "I watched him die, and I put him in the ground, and you can't be him!" she shook her head.
"Sam! Sam must have found a way. He - he must have done it!" Dean yelled just as Bobby tossed a handful of salt into his open mouth. "Would you stop that?"
"Oh my God." Anna whispered and her grip on him loosened for just a second. Dean must have felt it and he quickly flipped them over so that she landed on her back and he was on top of her wrenching the knife away from her causing the metal break-away clasp that secured the knife around her neck to break. "That idiot!" She screamed.
"Now if I were a demon don't you think I would just kill you right now?" He heaved a breath before he dropped the knife to the ground.
"Dean?" She looked at him for a second, letting the pain seep into her voice as she looked at him.
"Yeah." He rolled off of her and she sat up to look at him. "Where's Sam?"
"Dean." She repeated again. "Dean." Suddenly it was like her body couldn't move fast enough. She flung her body towards his and it seemed like second nature for him to wrap his arms around her waist. "Oh my God, I've missed you. I thought, I thought -" Tears had sprung to her eyes as she buried her head into the crook of his neck. She was so busy remembering every last piece of him that she almost missed him smelling her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his nose into her neck.
"I'm back." He whispered.
"I -" She choked a little on the words but forced them out. She had already said them once and if that had taught her anything it was that life was short and when death was coming it wouldn't wait for last words. "I love you."
"I know." the words didn't have the cocky tone she thought he must have wanted them to have. Instead they sounded sincere, it sounded like he was reassuring her that he had heard. He had heard her words just before he died, he hadn't died not knowing.
"Your brother is the biggest idiot in the whole world." She muttered again.
"I know" There was a laugh at her words and she had never felt so comforted by a laugh.
She was hugging him, wrapping her arms and legs around him with a force so tight he gave a grunt at her strength. There wasn't a part of her body that wasn't touching him but even that didn't feel close enough. There was no way to describe the feeling of loss and regain she was feeling now.
"Oh fuck!" She whispered as she pulled away from him and realised what this must mean. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." She pushed herself off the floor and ran out the door.
She could hear Dean and Bobby start yelling about what was going on but Anna had become so focused on her task that she couldn't stop to answer questions. They would figure it out in a matter of seconds. But then they would have to find him and she was determined to get there first, she was going to beat the living daylights out of him for this one. She made a two and a half hour drive in just under one by pushing the engine harder than it ever had before. The whine of protesting gears didn't deter her.
The portly woman behind the counter told her what room to go to and the eager look on her face seemed odd.
"You wouldn't happen to be his wife, would you?" She called out after Anna.
"What?" Anna stopped dead in her tracks as she heard that.
"Well there's only one reason a guy like that gets a room like this with a girl like he had on his arm." She snorted an unattractive laugh. "I'm just hoping he gets caught in the act."
"Oh, I'm going to catch him alright." She muttered as she took the stairs three at a time. "And then I'm going to fillet his stupid ass." The last part of her sentence was a mystery to the woman and that was probably for the better.
Anna pounded on the door. It took a minute but finally someone opened the door. It wasn't Sam but she knew who it was. She hadn't expected her to be in the room and she really hadn't expected her to answer the door without any pants on. Anna just stared at her for a second before Sam came out of the bathroom without a shirt on.
"Jesus Christ!" Anna exclaimed.
"Anna!" He looked surprised for a second and then he saw the look of furry on her face. "Look I can explain."
"No really you can't!" Anna yelled as she stomped into the room. "With her!" She shrieked. "And you," she rounded on Ruby. "Did you help him? How dare you? What gives you the fucking right?" Anna found the pile of clothes she realised belonged to her. "Get dressed and get out." She was yelling and moving at record pace.
Ruby looked like she was going to say something but Anna saw her exchange a look with Sam and stopped herself.
"Fine." She agreed although the reluctance was clear in her voice.
"Anna!" Sam started as Ruby darted down the hall with her shirt on inside out.
"Don't you start with me Sam Winchester!" She yelled, ignoring the fact that the door was left swinging open in Ruby's haste to get out. "How dare you?" Anna screamed as she let her fist fling across his chest. "After a month of trying, a month of coming back empty handed, you figure it out and you don't tell me?" Anna seethed and at that point she didn't pause to look at him as she kept ranting. "You made me swear to stop trying and I did, I moved on! How the hell could you not tell me? I almost killed him again! How many years did you get? Did you even get a year? Are we talking weeks? Days? You idiot!" Her breathing was laboured and her chest heaved as she gulped for air.
"Anna, what are you talking about?" He finally got a word in as Anna slumped to the side a little and he grabbed at her to hold her up.
"Dean, he's -" her words were cut off by a noise by the door.
"I'm back." Dean finished.
Sam reacted in a flash as he pulled Anna behind him and held his hand out as a warning not to come any closer.
"Sam, wait -" Bobby tried to placate him from behind Dean.
"It's not him Bobby, it can't be him." Sam yelled as Dean stepped closer and Sam moved to douse him with holy water.
"Jesus, I wish everyone would stop doing that." Dean grunted as he was assaulted with a large handful of salt. "Seriously?"
"Like I was saying, Sam, Dean's back!" Anna ground out as she finally fought her way from behind Sam. "And don't you bullshit me that you had nothing to do with it." She poked at his chest.
"Guys, I didn't do this." Sam insisted looking at his brother like he thought he was going to disappear.
"Then maybe your little whore friend did!" Anna accused with slits for eyes.
Sam made a face at her and she saw just the smallest of headshakes.
"I doubt it," he snorted. "Honestly I can't even remember her name." He shrugged and Anna's eyes narrowed even further.
"You complete and utter-" she paused as she looked at Dean, no he couldn't know what she had let his brother become. "Asshole." she finished before she walked over the bed and grabbed his shirt. "Put a damn shirt on and go give your brother a hug!" Anna threw the shirt at him and walked out of the room. "Standing there like you think you're God's gift to the world, I got news for you buddy…" She let her words trail off as she walked out of the room and down the stairs to her car.
Her red truck had been unceremoniously abandoned and was parked at a diagonal taking fours spaces in the cramped parking lot. She had been in such a rush to get to Sam that she had forgotten about her baby, and now someone was sitting on her. Not just someone, Ruby, Ruby was sitting on the hood of her car.
"Bitch, you better have a damn good reason for sitting on my car and sleeping with my brother." Anna's eyes narrowed.
"Your brother?" Ruby laughed. "You're cute. Look Sam has a gift; he has a gift that only I can teach him. I want to help, why can't you just let me help?"
"Maybe it's because you are a demon, straight from hell, sneaky, son of a bitch!" Anna hollered as she walked towards the monster and pulled her off the car and held her by the lapels of her jacket. "I don't trust you, I would never trust you, you will be the reason Sam dies and when that happens you had better pray that you have found some big scary monster to hide behind because I will kill you. I won't send you back to hell, I will kill you, I will torture you for hours, days, weeks, I will enjoy it, and then I will kill you." Anna forced Ruby backwards away from her. "I don't care what you had with Sam, Dean is back so you're done here. I don't want to see you around again, go fuck with someone else's life and leave my guys alone!"
"That's funny, that isn't what Sam has been saying for the last three months. He couldn't stand to be around you and he ran right into my arms. Someone that doesn't just look at him like a brother, someone that treats him like a man."
Anna snorted a laugh to feign confidence she didn't have, because that sounded like it might have been an actual reason Sam left.
"Honey, if you think that's why Sam stuck around you, you're getting played worse than he is." Anna smiled with a menacing chuckle. "You think he's sticking around because you've taken a dead girls body and played it like a marionette in the bedroom? Poor baby, you just want a little love don't you? He doesn't love you, you're just something warm to come back to and give him a couple more months, he'll figure out that the only thing that keeps you warm are the fiery pits you crawled out of."
"At least I'm not a freak." Ruby spat back her eyes flashing black. "I know what I am, can you say the same? Word's out, Lilith has a bounty on your head. Dead or alive, so make an enemy of me and I will call in on your payday."
"You know what you are? Says the demon helping the hunter. Face it, you're just as confused as I am. Now leave if you know what's good for you." This wasn't the first time Anna had heard about the bounty Lilith had placed on her head. A spot in the big leagues if they could kill her. It seemed like no one knew why they were supposed to kill her but a spot on Lilith's good side was a coveted role and at the end of the day these were monsters and didn't much care about why they were killing. Anna saw Sam, Dean and Bobby coming out of the motel and by the time she turned back around, Ruby was gone. "Bitch."
"What are you still doing out here." Bobby asked as Sam and Dean walked behind him.
"Didn't know what the plan was. Figured I would stick around to figure out what that was." She lied. Anna had planed on just going back to Bobby's but by the time she was done dealing with Ruby there wasn't really time to get going without them seeing her.
She hadn't told anyone about the bounty. There didn't need to be any useless panic over a bunch of idiots trying to kill her. That was just another day at the office and if she told Bobby or Sam she would just end up in a plastic bubble.
"We are going home." Bobby grunted as he walked back to his beat up pick up.
"Awesome, I'll see you there." Anna made to climb into her car and was shocked when Dean made himself comfortable in the passenger seat. "What are you doing?" Anna asked with a shake of her head. "Your brother is in the other car, you know, the black one, the one you're kind of fond of?"
"Yeah, I know where I am." Dean nodded as he fixed his seatbelt.
"I really don't have time for this." Anna rolled her eyes at his rather angst-y response. "What are you, twelve?" She started the car, Dean didn't respond, she hadn't expected him too.
"So one month." He stated after a minute of awkward silence.
"I wanted to keep looking for ways but Sam wouldn't let me even try and Bobby said you would have wanted us to move on." She made a sharp turn at the last minute as she spoke. "You know you have me to thank for even having a body to come back to?"
"I guess I should thank you for that." Dean looked at her with a stare so sincere she wasn't sure she had ever seen it on him before. "Pull over here."
"Dean what's -" She paused as she saw him fiddling with the buckle on his pants.
"Take your pants off, now." He commanded in a rushed voice and Anna didn't stop to think about it anymore. She had missed him and now he was back and it had been a long time.
Anna toed off her boots as she cut the engine and undid the buckle of her belt before she climbed on top of him.
"I missed you." She wasn't sure who said it first; maybe they both said it at the same time. They looked at each other for a second before their lips met in a heated exchange. Her hands tore at his shirt while she felt his fingers dip beneath her panty line.
"More." She whispered in his ear as she thrust her pelvic bone closer to his. "I need more." Finally her fingers found purchase on his shirt and a ripping sound told her that his shirt had given up on the fight and she had won.
"Anna, wait." Dean muttered as her lips trailed down his neck.
"Nope, sorry, not waiting, four months of waiting, no more -" And then she saw it. "Oh my god. What happened to you?" She realised how rude that sounded after she said it.
"It's – I don't know. When I made my way out of the grave it was there." He looked embarrassed by it. "I think whatever pulled me out of hell left it there."
Anna stared at it for a minute before she used her finger to trace over the raised burn on his chest. The perfect shape of a handprint emblazoned on his body. Slowly she spread her fingers and pressed her palm against the mark. The hand was bigger than hers and the longer she looked at it the more peace it brought her. That mark brought Dean back to her, she couldn't be mad about it. Anna mover her hand out of the way and pressed a gently kiss to the mark instead.
"I'm just glad you're back. I don't care about some stupid mark as long as you're back." She punctuated each word with a kiss to his chest. "And it won't limit your hook up abilities at all, girls love a good scar." Anna's hands moved down to the waistband of his boxers.
"Anna, I, I freaking, I -" his words were cut off as a bright light assaulted both of their eyes.
Dean looked like he was trying to shield his eyes by using her as a block. His head slumped into her chest and she could feel his hands try and force her head down into his neck but she couldn't break her eyes away from the light, something about it was familiar. The car started shaking and Dean acted like his ears were going to explode and she heard him scream while his hands flew to cover his ears.
"Dean Winchester!" The sound didn't make sense to her ears but it did translate with the slightest bit of effort. "Dean Winchester, I have raised you from perdition. There is work for you." It was like the light was talking. And the noise was clearly hurting Dean.
Anna pushed herself off of him and made her way out of the car.
"Would you shut up?" Anna screamed at the light that she could see a shape forming. He was male, beautiful and terrifying at the same time, and above all that so very familiar. "You're hurting him! Can't you see you're hurting him? You want him do work for you than stop hurting him!"
"Do you know who I am?" He asked in a calm voice.
"I don't care if you are the Good Lord himself! Stop hurting my friends!" The translations were sticking in her mouth but she held her own, refusing to show her fear. "Leave now! And don't come back unless you can stop yourself from hurting him."
"You will need to face your destiny Anna Fulton, or you will die at the hands of your enemies."
"I don't care! If I die, I die but you don't hurt them. You wanted to save Dean Winchester and I guess you did so stop hurting him!"
There was silence for a minute and then the light faded, the shaking stopped, the being was gone. It was dark again and Anna realised she was standing out in the middle of the road in her underwear talking to the sky. Something floated to the ground only a few feet away from her and although she heard Dean yelling at her to get back in the car she found herself drawn to the small floating object. Her hand scooped the object up, which she now realised was a feather, a black feather.
Anna walked back to the car holding the feather with a curious expression, only broken when she saw the lights of a car speed down the otherwise empty road.
"Ah shit!" She groaned as she saw the minivan drive by. The middle aged blonde woman riding shotgun gave her a slack jawed expression while the two teenage boys that occupied the back were pointing and laughing with looks of excitement on their face as she gave them a small wave.
"Dean! Look what I found!" She called. "I think that guy left it here."
Dean was looking at her like she was out of her mind.
"What the hell was that?" He screamed at Anna. "What were you doing?"
"What are you talking about? It was hurting you so I told him to go away." Anna explained as if he were slow, he was there, he knew what went down. "What's your problem?" She asked as she stepped closer and Dean took a small step back.
"All I heard was my ears about to explode. What was that?" Dean demanded answers Anna didn't know how to give.
"I don't know, he was speaking and he was trying to talk to you but it hurt you so I told him to leave. He's the one that raised you or whatever. At least he claimed to be."
"Well, while you were having your little powwow did you happen to get a name or, you know, a species?" Dean seemed a little angry with her and she couldn't figure out why.
"Look buddy I just saved your ass, the least you could do is say thank you, or finish what you started?" Anna yelled back. "We can figure it out later. From what I can tell he needs you, he's not a threat."
"We don't know what he is! That makes him a threat! We can't talk to him without our brains turning to jelly, that makes him a threat!" Dean argued.
"I can talk to him, Dean! What does that make me?" Anna yelled her anger spiking as he kept talking. "I've been your friend for years! You guys are the only family I have and now you are calling me a threat because I can do something you can't?"
"Anna, that isn't what I said!" Dean must have realised he hurt her because immediately he was working to take it back.
"No Dean! If he's a threat that must make me a threat because I will not get behind your suspicion of him. He brought you back! He gave you back to me and I will not hate him! I will not hunt him and, so help me God, I will not kill him!"
"I won't ask you to. I'll kill him myself, I never wanted you in this mess to begin with." Dean climbed back into the car and Anna walked around to the driver's side.
She still wasn't wearing any clothes but she really didn't care as she slipped her boots back on and started the car. They drove in silence the rest of the way home, neither of them dressed, neither of them happy with the other. Anna stormed into the house in her underwear and boots with a sour expression on her face as she climbed the stairs still clutching the feather she had found, ignoring the looks of mild shock from Bobby and Sam. Dean came in slightly behind her with his shirt on but his pants still unbuttoned.
Anna was gone for fifteen minutes before she came back down the stairs in an impossibly short denim skirt and a sparkly black singlet. She had chosen a pair of black stiletto heels and her curly hair flew loose around her shoulders and down her back.
"Where are you going?" Dean asked with an accusatory glance in her direction just as she made it to the front door. His words caused her to spin as if she were in castors. She took one step towards him before she started talking.
"I have played wife, mother, and caregiver to all three of you for so long that I forgot about taking care of myself. After you died I stopped having sex, call me crazy but I thought I loved you, I thought that was what people do when they loved someone. Now you're back and you try and start something and don't bother to finish it so I am going to find someone that can. You," her glare rounded on Sam. "Have made stupid decision after stupid decision and I am so sick of baling you out and after what I did tonight, you owe me one!" Finally she looked at Bobby. "You are a grown ass man that hasn't cleaned a dish in thirty years. I have worked my ass off for all three of you and you treat me like shit. So I am going out and I am going to have a good time and if you want to hunt the thing that saved you be my fucking guest but do not expect me to help you."
Anna glowered at all three of them, daring them to say something, daring one of them to make an objection. There was silence as she walked out of the house.
Anna did go out, she did have a good time, she found someone to go home with, she didn't catch his name, he wasn't that good, she left just after he passed out. She could walk from the motel room they had gotten to her car without much trouble but the crisp cold air and the fact that she was holding up her ripped shirt with one hand and her shoes in the other told her that tonight was a bad idea. She was too old to be acting like this. Drinking too much and random hook-ups were fun when she was younger but now they were just depressing. Because whether she liked it or not she had a family and a home and a hell of a lot to take care of, and she couldn't just think about herself even if that was what everyone else in her life did. She was thirty-two years old; it was time for her to grow up.
She stepped into her car and jolted back, almost throwing herself out of the still open door when she saw that someone else was sitting next to her.
"Anna Fulton," The brunet's eyes flicked over her for a second before his whole body emanated a familiar light.
"It's you." Anna whispered as she got back to her feet and brushed off her ass before sitting back down. "The thing from my dreams, the one that hurt Dean. What are you?" She asked as she moved her hand slowly to the door where she kept a small pistol. She doubted it would do her much good but there was a comfort in having it.
"My name is Castiel, and I am an Angel of the Lord." There was a power in his voice that she couldn't deny but angels were just fairy tales preachers made up to prevent having the birds and the bees talk. Angels, real angels, didn't exist. Except she was looking at one right now as a light erupted in the car and a shadow of wings became visible.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Anna breathed. "What do you want?" There was no point in trying to fight with an angel, she might not currently go to church but that didn't mean she didn't know the stories.
"You told me to come back in a form that would not hurt Dean Winchester, so here I am." He blinked slowly. "I am here to tell you about the world, I am here to tell you about your role, I am here to tell you what you are."