When I finally came to, I saw Sam in a chair sitting next to the bed. I sat up slowly on the bed. Sam moved his body from the chair to on the bed. I just gave him a hug. I was so happy to see him.
"Sam, I love the love you're giving me right now, but you're cutting of my air supply."
He finally let go and looked at me.
"I'm sorry. I was so worried I was going to lose you."
"I wasn't worried. I believe in you two. You always come through."
"Just so you know Jaliss, you're never leaving the Man of Letters building again, unless I'm with you."
"Yay, I'm on house arrest."
He laughed at my sarcasm.
"In all seriousness though, I wouldn't have it any other way. I like the idea of my hot husband being my full time bodyguard."
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a heated kiss.
Dean came into the room and smiled.
"Hey you two, you trying for twins?"
We both pulled away and grinned at each other.
"Hey, Dean."
He walked over to the bed and rubbed my stomach.
"Hey, sis. How are you and your little sidekick feeling?"
"We're good. How did I get out of there?"
Sam got up from the bed.
"The angel, Metatron got you out."
"You mean the messenger of god saved me? Damn, I should bake him a pie or at least buy him a beer."
I got up from the bed and went into the next room with the guys. I saw Kevin sitting on the blue chair in a room loaded with books.
"Oh my god, Kevin you're okay."
He smiled. He always had a crush on Jalissa. He always had a huge smile on his face like an idiot whenever she was in the room. But he never told Sam or her that. It's not like he has a chance anyways.
"Hey Jalissa. I'm good. I figured out the third trial."
We all looked at Kevin.
"Kev, what is it?"
"You have to cure a demon."
My eyes widened.
"How the hell does someone do that in the first place?"
Dean got out his keys and jingled them.
"We should head home. Maybe there's something in the archives somewhere that can give us some clues. Kevin, you're staying here. Metatron is going to look out for you."
Kevin shook his head. "Okay."
Sam and Dean went over to Kevin to say their goodbyes for now.
I turned my attention to the older man who saved my life.
"Thank you. For saving me. "
"Your welcome. Try to stop smart talking demons. "
I laughed. "I'll try."
Sam wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead.
"You ready to go?"
"Yeah, I am. It's been a long day."
As Dean kept driving, he started up a conversation. I was in the back sleeping.
"Curing a demon? Ignoring the fact, I have no idea what that means, if we do this you'll get better right? You'll stop coughing up a lung and bumping into furniture."
"I feel better. I just have a direction to move in."
"Good, cuz where we're heading doesn't sound like a picnic."
"Yeah, but we are heading somewhere. The end."
Sam looked back at his sleeping wife and smiled.
All of the sudden,
Dean stopped the car short, snapping me out of my sleep. I put my hands in front of me to stop myself from flying foward.
"What.. what the hell is going on?", I asked sleepily.
I looked straight where they were looking. Holy shit. It's Castiel.
Dean and Sam got out of the impala.
"Cass?," I heard Dean ask, his voice in an obvious panic.
"A little help here."
Dean and Sam carried the beaten up angel to the car. I slid over to the other side. Sam helped Cass into the car and shut the car door.
I looked at him in horror.
"God Cass, who did this to you?"
"It's a long story."
I kept looking at him with questionable and concerned eyes.
"Well, we got a while before we are back home. Spill."