Sam's POV
I stumbled home and quietly got what I needed. I went to the bathroom and started to clean my wound. I sewed it up and threw away my shirt and jacket. After taking Advil, I went to bed. The next day I was surprised to hear that no one had found Danny. I guess he woke up and went home. Good.
The next month, I shared some more things with Jess. Like my mom had died in a fire when I was six months old, forcing us to move from Kansas. My dad, a strict and angry man, made us move around a lot to deal with his grief. Then, my brother, Dean, who I was close to and looked up to. I mentioned we all had a falling out before I left and Dad told me to never come back. Nothing about hunting, monsters, fighting, or anything like that. And she knew I was hiding something. Soon she would find out.
I found out some things on May 13th when Dean showed up. I was sitting on my bed, surrounded by books and papers. I was trying to study, but it was hard. Then, a knock was at my door. I got up and opened the door. I saw Dean, Bobby, and someone I didn't know.
"Oh no." I went to close the door.
Someone, the stranger, caught the door.
"Samuel. Let's us in and listen to us." The man in jeans, a navy tee, and hiking boots. He had messy hair and intense, blue eyes.
"What do you want?" I huffed.
"To warn you. To help you." The man said. Dean held up a case and smiled. Bobby nodded.
"About what?" I stepped aside and they walked in.
"Something horrible. Then, you can go back to your normal life." Dean said.
"Get on with it. I'm studying for a test tomorrow." I told them.
"We will. Um, I will start." Dean said awkwardly. "Well on May 2nd…Jess…Yellow Eyes…Deal…Ruby…Demon Blood…Castiel…Lucifer… Soulless…Hell Memories…Purgatory…Trials… Mark of Cain… Darkness…God…then Mom comes back and is very upset. And that is all that is going to happen." Dean finished.
I just stared at him.
"To stop that from happening we are here to purify you. We believe this will work." The angel named Castiel said.
"Ok. How?" I asked.
"Well we thought of how we cure demons-" I flinched. "And Cas might be able to do something. He will have to touch your soul." Dean told me.
"Ok." I agreed wanting to get back to normal life.
They decided to start tomorrow because it was already passed eight. Dean, Bobby, and the angel Castiel left and I fell backwards on my bed. I am going to have a long day tomorrow. Good thing Jess wouldn't be back from her friend's house for a couple days. I fell asleep.
The next day at 3:30 they started to purification. First was the shot. I yelped when the needle went into my neck. Then, it was the angel's part.
He put a belt in my mouth and told me it will hurt...a lot. Castiel put him hand on my shoulder for comfort and to hold me. He shoved his hand into my stomach and it felt like I was on fire. The liquid acid shot through my veins. I screamed into the belt and threw my head back. Then, it was all gone. I gasped.
"I'm sorry." Dean put a hand on each side of my face.
"It's okay." I breathed. "It will all be worth it."
Apparently my positive mood changed later. I felt a cloud go over my mind and something wrapping around my very being. It was dark and I liked it. I felt powerful and better than the washed up angel, my worthless brother, and the pathetic old man.
"You are pathetic Dean! You just can't be alone. First it was me and Dad and now you have replaced us with a useless drunk and a bad angel."
"You don't know what you are talking about." Dean denied.
"Yes you do. You are weak! You dependent on other people. Especially your Angel. It is rather sad really." I smiled when Dean looked down.
"Don't listen to him. Remember what I told you." Dean's Angel said as he touched Dean's shoulder.
"Wow. You are with an angel. How...naughty." I teased.
"We aren't together. We are merely friends." Castiel told me.
"Yeah, but you want more. Isn't that right, Cassie?" I said.
"What?" Dean turned to Castiel.
"Sadly, Dean is straight." I taunted.
"Ok. Time for your next shot." Dean said.
"And time for a gag." Bobby said.
All I could do was glare at them. I did that for three hours when the darkness lifted. Oh no! That was what they were talking about. What they were saving me from? They were helping me and I was being so mean. I started to cry. Bobby and Castiel let Dean take out the gag.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what that was! I'm a monster! A freak." I cried.
I hated feeling this...broken. It was like all of the dark and ugly things that was buried in me had come to the surface. I guess maybe it was.
"No you aren't. Just...ill. We are curing you." Dean tried to comfort me.
Soon, it was 11:30. The eighth and final dose. I screamed into the belt as the fire went through me. When they finished, I felt...better. Pure. I felt I could stand in that beautiful ray of light after going on a noble quest. I felt great and like everything will be already.
They untied me. I took a shower and got cleaned up. It was midnight and I saw they were going to leave...leave California.
"Wait." I said pushing my wet bangs out if my eyes.
"What?" Dean turned around.
"I might see you guys for a long time. Can't you stay a few more days?" I asked.
"Of course." Dean said as the other two nodded.
After they left, I laid down and thought about things. I thought about telling Jess about hunting. She deserved to know. It was a part of me that I ignored, but still a part of me.
The next day I planned a very romantic day. And of course, I kept chickening out. I knew she could tell something was bothering me. I just didn't know how to tell her. Just suddenly say, 'Hey Supernatural creatures are real and I hunt them.' That would land me in a mental institution. So I went to bed still trying to figure it out.