I walk down and grab Sam, I need to talk to you alone.
I drag him outside, away from the house, what's wrong, why do you need to talk to me?
Long story short, I had a talk with an angel and he told me that I need to keep Dean alive sounds crazy I know but I need you to teach me everything you know.
You need to keep Dean alive why?
I don't know Sam he didn't tell me why, so are you gunna help me or not?
Why didn't you ask Bobby to help? Why me?
Does it look like I'm ready to talk to Bobby? I still need time to think before I can say anything to him.
Oh… but its not his fault, this happened really, he didn't know.
I know Sam and its not that its that I'm unsure of what to the man, this has to be very awkward for him.
Its not gunna get any better till you talk to him.
Yeah your right thanks, I walk back to the house and Sam follows.
As we walk back in the door everyone's staring at the door like they were waiting us to get back.
What, I ask sorta weirded out.
So tell me what the hell is it you two were just talking about?
I don't have to tell you shit, your not my father, he's standing right beside you actually, and he aint saying a damn word.
Just answer the damn question, Bobby blurts out kinda annoyed with our arguing.
OK, I talked to Castiel and he told me I need to keep Dean safe, so I asked Sam for his help. Now if you don't mind I would like to get back to work, I say trying to end the conversation, and grab a book and skim through it.
A drop of blood hit's the page of the book, it catches my eye I feel around my face I reach my nose, and pull my hand from my face look at it.
I set the book down and go for the stairs.
Pain courses through my body, and drop to my knees.
My head now felt like a bat was taken against it, my jaw tightens.
Holding my head in my hands, can hear yelling around me but I cant make out what or who's yelling.
The pain gets stronger, I throw my hands to the floor.
Pain courses through my back, jolting through my spine.
My ribs feel like they're caving in, and ears an' throat feel as though they're about to burst.
Blood drains from my ears and mouth, the pain just getting worse I throw my head back as the pain leads to my eyes, like something had torn into the sockets.
Body starting to shake rapidly, and I let myself fall to the floor in the puddle of blood, praying for the end, I wasn't sure if I could take anymore.