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The truth continues to sink in for Dean…

The Impala pulled into the parking lot going silent as Dean killed the engine. He was still reeling from what he had learned. Carmen was an angel and her name was Tariel. And he had almost killed her thinking she was a demon. God what was wrong with him!? She was the one bright spot in his miserable existence and he almost killed that bright spot so to speak. Ever since he was pulled back from Hell he has been on edge to say the least. If it wasn't some damned minion of Lucifer's trying to do him in, it was Uriel constantly breathing down his neck voicing is blatant and obvious opposition to him ever being redeemed in the first place. He looked sideways at his passenger. Tariel had her head turned away from him, her hand supporting her chin as she stared out into the black night. He wished he knew what she was thinking and feeling right now. He was afraid to ask. She had come down to protect and guide him through his trials and tribulations. And this was how he repaid her love. Pulling the key from the ignition he got out allowing Sam to get out and head to his room. "Night, Dean" was all he said as he strode towards his room. It was now he and his angel. Walking over to the passenger side he opened the door his eyes meeting hers. Her hazel eyes revealed sadness. It was killing him all over inside seeing her like that. Not sure of what to say he extended his hand out helping her stand. They walked to their own room in complete silence.

Opening and closing the door behind them, Tariel sat on the edge of the bed, her hands between her knees. Her head hanging down as she looked at the floor. Dean leaned up against the door arms folded across his broad chest. For once in his life Dean Winchester was at a loss for words. He stood there looking around the room not wanting to lay eyes on Tariel. He didn't feel any anger towards her. He felt sadness and guilt. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her form on the bed trembling. He thought he heard her sobbing. The sounds felt like knives stabbing him in the heart continuously. It was slowly killing him inside to see her like that. He headed over to the bed and sat down beside her. He felt himself rubbing his hand along her back in a soothing manner. Tariel's sobs continued unabated. "Please stop crying, Tariel" he pleaded quietly with her. "I lied to you" she struggled to say between sobs. Dean sat there in silence continuing his attempt to calm her and show that he was not angry with her. Finally he found his voice and turned to her as he spoke "Tariel, I should be the one with the burden not you. I almost killed you, accused you of being a demon when you saved my life out there. I should be begging for forgiveness, pleading with you not to leave" Dean leaned into her sideways as his hand cradled her cheek. The tears rapidly welling and freefalling down his face. "I wish I could take back what I said to you. Ever since you came into my life I finally found a reason for being again. I am unconditionally and totally in love with you, angel or human. It's killing me to see you like this. Please say something. Please, please just look at me" Dean pleaded with the angel. Tariel lifted her head towards the hunter. Her beautiful hazel eyes teary eyed and bloodshot and lips quivering. Dean formed a circle with his arms around the small form. He had meant every single word he spilled forth. They were coming straight from his heart.

Tariel took a deep breath as she responded to Dean's heartfelt speech. Looking into those bright green eyes she forced a smile across her lips. "I felt like I hurt you because I lied to you. But now you know the truth about me. About what I really am…" Dean placed a finger on her lips to silence her as he whispered to her "Tariel, I am not angry with you, how could I ever be angry with you? You have been the best thing to happen to me in a very long time. This does not change anything. I am still in love with you." Tariel looked at Dean. She did not know what to say. She had lied about her true form and yet here he remained with his feelings unwavering in light of what she revealed. "I'm not going anywhere" he told her.

Samael lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling. The assassin had failed and Tariel was still alive. Well she wouldn't be if someone had not stuck their nose where it didn't belong. A gently breeze tickled his face. Odd there were no open windows. Sitting up he once again saw his now sworn enemy, Brooklyn standing there. Her face was like stone, hard and unwavering. His eyes turned yellow as he stood up to face the hunter. He glared at her as her gaze remained unchanged. "You do not scare me, Samael. Did I not warn you what would happen if you tried to hurt Tariel? You seem to have difficulty in listening to when you are given advice. I will not let you destroy Dean's chance at love. Don't think I did not figure out it was you behind what happened in Denver. Yes, I know, Samael. I know how you got another demon to work her freaky mojo on him and you made sure I walked in and saw what you wanted me to see. Tell me Samael, why do you insist on destroying Dean's heart? He showed you love and devotion as a brother. I think you forgot the deal he made with the Crossroads Demon to save your sorry ass! He selflessly made the ultimate sacrifice so that you may live. I would say that is pretty damn hard core in the brotherly love department. And yet here you are ruining any love he may find. I will not let you do that again. You may have ruined things for us but you will not for Dean and Tariel. She knows what you are. Demon" She walked around the demon that stood before her then stopped as she came back to face him. A look of contemplation crossed her mind. Tired of the holier than thou speech, Samael grabbed her by the throat slamming her against the wall. Eyes narrowing he spoke "Do not think for one moment that I will not come to Phoenix and kill you. Not even your precious Angel Boy would be able to stop me. You may have saved Tariel from the assassin but hear this, DeTaurius, you will not stand in my way again!" Despite his hand on her throat, Brooklyn began to speak "I will continue to fight you every step of the way, Samael. Mark my words I will be there at every attempt and every maneuver you make" she spat out at the demon. "In that case, my dear DeTaurius consider yourself a marked woman. You better watch your back because when you let your guard down I will be there and you will suffer. You will beg for death, Brooklyn Ravenwood." With that final word she waved her hand and she was gone. Samael woke up from his dream.

Brooklyn opened her eyes gasping for air. It felt as if she was being choked, that her airway was being cut off slowly by a strong hand. She could feel the hatred and malice in the grip of Samael. She had to be more careful when she did that. She was marked and knew Samael was capable of horrid and unspeakable acts. She was playing with some serious fire when it came to Samael she was getting a little careless and underestimating what he was capable of when provoked. Sighing and getting into a more comfortable position, she closed her eyes as she bowed her head. She prayed for guidance. As she prayed she did not see Gabriel standing in the corner watching over her.

As Brooklyn and Samael had their standoff in the dream world….

Dean and Tariel remained in one another's arms. Dean running his fingers through her light tresses. Tariel sat there listening to his beating heart, her eyes closed. He was still there holding her. She meant more to him than he realized. But it hit him at the fort when she was hurt and exposed her wings to him making him see that she was really good and pure. And that she was truly in love with him. How could he have been so blind to it? Maybe it was his track record with women that had blinded him to what was right in front of him now. "I'm sorry, Dean. So sorry for lying" she felt she could not say it enough to him. "Don't be. You have nothing to be sorry about. Why can't you see that?" he replied as he held her closer. He pulled away to look at her. He pulled her chin up with his thumb and finger making eye contact with her. She could not pull away from him. She felt herself leaning in as he lowered his head kissing her sweetly. If this did not prove that he wasn't going anywhere he did not what would. Breaking away he put his forehead against her just gazing at her. She felt a smile forming. She knew he was not going to leave her. "I love you, Dean" she whispered. "And I am in love with you, Tariel" he answered back.

Dean wasn't going to leave her…I was not going to let it happen…