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When I pulled up to Bobby's house I knew they were not going to trust me and most likely test to see if I was a demon of some sort. So I made the pup wait outside, didn't need him trying to shred them apart or anything. Carrying the body inside I set him on the kitchen table and turned around, to get holy water thrown in my face by Bobby.

"Well that was highly unnecessary" I stated looking around, "Dean take off your shirt so I can dry off please," grant it I also wanted to see him shirtless but that was beside the point.

Dean handed me a towel, "well that is boring" I smirked at him.

"Any other tests you want to throw at me?" I questioned, "I can do holy water, devil's trap you name it I am human believe it or not" I grunted as I walked into the office and sat down drying my face off.

Sam walked in with the rest of the gang following, "then how did you know Dean was dying and on top of that how did you know it was a reaper?" he asked me quizzically.

"Well that's easy to explain, have you ever felt a cold almost freezing presence. Where breathing hurts and everything in the room feels wrong? That's what I felt when I first walked into the room and it makes sense for a reaper to be in a hospital" I stated.

"What was with the phone call to your father, what could he have done for Dean since you already stated he was dying" Sam interjected before Bobby or Dean could ask me anything.

"Well my father is a traveling salesman and he has a lot of connections, so I figured maybe just maybe he knew a hunter or two who knew what I needed" I shrugged my shoulders.

"One more question before I am satisfied" Sam held his hand up to hush the others, "what's with the creepy hand thing you did to Bobby and Dean?" he pointed his finger in my face.

"Well that is a little more difficult to explain" I took a deep sigh, "all right here it is, I can make people do things that I want by touch" she held up her gloved hands, "hence why I wear this most of the time, with gloves on there is no skin to skin contact. I can control my powers, but that's not all I can do" I looked at Sam, "I have been this way my whole life I know no other way."

Bobby spoke up, "is your brother this way as well?"

"Yes and no, my brother has different powers, he can control people's emotions" I told him, "of course he can do more but that is his strongest ability"

"Look I am here to help, my brother is still captured by the yellow eyed demon freak, you want revenge and to stop him from getting Sam. I suggest we learn to work together and real fast because I can feel it in my veins a shit storm is on its way, that and I have seen it" I stated hinting at my vision ability.

Dean was silent this whole entire time, "Look this is all fascinating, but dad is still dead on top of the kitchen table" he pointed out, "we still need to give him a proper burial."

"I will get out of your way if that is what you wish, while you guys do this" I understood that grieving is something one would want to do in peace.

"It is fine one way or another" Dean muttered while walking out of the room.

"By the way, the trap under the carpet is cute," I got and walked outside my head was spinning and sat on the stairs.

It had been days since the death of John Winchester, the boys were still grieving and sorting things out on where to go from here. I on the other hand had a feeling I knew where we had to go next but didn't want to say anything because I wanted to make sure the boys had time to settle and cope with the fact that their father is dead.

Sam had just dove into books, the internet and newspapers trying to figure out where the demon would strike next or any weird major things happening all across the states. Just trying to ignore the part of it all hurting so much, knowing he could never again make amends with his father.

Bobby spent most of his days working the phones for other hunters, and listening for any information on the yellow eyed demon, the most any of us talked was when we sat down to eat after I had cooked. Most of the time it was asking to pass the pepper or salt.

From a distance I was watching Dean slave over the Impala trying to make it run and whole again like it used to be. It was not till a saw him hit the car with a crowbar that I decided to approach him. "You know beating the car up is really the opposite of fixing it right?" I tried to joke.

Dean just stared at me, "I know this" he snarled at me.

I sighed I could only imagine how Dean was feeling on the inside, blaming himself for his father's death. I had a cup of coffee in one hand and the other without any glove on I touched Dean's hand. I looked him straight in the face, "if you ever need someone to talk too, I am here for you even if it's just to listen to you rant about Sam or Bobby, whatever the case may be I am here for you" I let go of his hand. I didn't play any tricks with him, but I needed him to understand that I was being very sincere and honest when I told him that.

I started to walk away when Dean stopped me by grabbing my arm, I turned to look at him, "Yes Dean?" I asked as he was just staring at me like he was afraid.

"When you find your brother again, are you going to leave us?" he asked almost hurt in a sense for he feared the worse of what my response would be.

I stared into his eyes and something stirred within me, something I had never felt before and I no idea how to deal with it. "Dean," I trailed off, "I can never leave my brother alone, and you of all people have to understand that"

Dean looked at the ground still having a light touch on my arm, "I understand family is everything" I could feel the hurt and something inside of me started to break.

"But as long as he is with our father I know he will be safe" I placed my free hand under his chin; I could tell Sam was around, I could feel him staring at me. "I don't want to leave you alone either."

To my surprise he then leaned in and kissed me on the lips, I could feel all his emotions rushing through my body, as my cup hit the ground and shattered as he wrapped his arms around me. For a brief moment I lost control of my powers as I could feel myself willing him to do what I wanted as he kissed me more passionately. I then forced us to stop, causing him to stumble back a little, "I am sorry" I whispered, I rushed pass Sam and into the house to put some distance between me and Dean.