Guys, I think I might be missing my soul. I watched Dean go to Hell and only cried for 10 minutes!


Chapter 2

"And who did you say you were again?" the plump nurse asked as she led Cas and the Winchesters to Charlotte's room.

"We're from Social Services. We need to discuss what Charlotte's plan is when she gets better, " Dean told her formally straightening his tie as he walked.

The nurse chucked, "I doubt that will be any time soon. She went through some serious trauma when her mama set her on fire. Poor kid. What kind of mother would do that to her kid. My daughter goes to school with Charlie and I knew her mom well. It is just so hard to believe."

"It's very sad, " Sam commented as they arrived at Charlotte's room. "Do you think you could give us some time alone with Charlotte. It's better that way."

"Sure, I guess that's fine," the nurse spun to walk away. "But don't call her anything but Charlie to her face or she might just kill you."

Dean really hoped the nurse was joking as he opened the doors, but the look on Castiel's face made him wonder if Charlotte was capable of just that. He didn't understand why she was so dangerous, besides the fact she had archangel looking after her, but Cas was afraid of her so Charlotte, Charlie, must be trouble.

Charlie lay on a bed eyes shut and body withered. Her week old burns were healing, but she similarly looked like she hadn't eaten in all that time. IV's taped to her arm provided her with the fluids to live, but from the looks of it Charlie was just clinging to life by a thread. What was wrong with this girl.

"I know who you are." She spoke eyes still shut, "You're here to kill me aren't you. Well you're too late, this hospital is doing that for you."

"We're not here to hurt you Charlie. We're here to help. I'm Castiel."

"I told you, I know who you are. We spoke once, or I spoke to you and you told me God was gone and not coming back. That you were God. You're human now Castiel though so I'm guessing being God didn't work out all that well for you." Dean couldn't help but be impressed by the teenage girl who was using all her strength to be witty when she was clearly terrified.

"We honestly don't want to hurt you. We want to help you however we can. Cas here says you're a prophet. You speak to God. That's very cool." Sam told the girl moving close enough she finally opened her blue eyes.

"It's not cool, and I don't speak to him anymore. Let's not talk about Father. Dean wants to kill me because I'm dangerous. You don't even know how dangerous I am. And as soon as they take this infernal IV out and stop pumping salt into my system I'll leave and you'll never see me again."

Dean, seeing the pain the young girl was in, walked towards the IV, "I'll take this out. But you have to promise not to disappear. I don't want you dead, not anymore. You haven't hurt anyone yet and it would be wrong to punish you because you could hurt someone."

"Dean don't," Cas told him knocking Dean's hand from the IV. "She'll teleport to the other side of the country as soon as the salt is out of her. We need to talk to her and we can't do that if she's in Greece."

"But it's hurting her. She's just a kid and it's killing her!" Sam protested fury lining his words.

"She's not kid, not really. It's salt hurting her Sam, do you know why salt hurts her?" Cas's cool voice infuriated the boys even more than his words. "She's a demon."

"Don't lie to them Castiel. That worked out SO well last time. I'm not a demon. Not really. Sam here knows what i mean," Charlie told them with a wink.

"She's a special child? She's one of Azazel's kids? She's drunk demon blood?" Sam asked sympathy and understanding flooding. "But I'm not hurt by holy water or salt. Why is she?"

"I have a bit more blood than you Sammy boy. You drunk a little, or a lot by the end but God got rid of that for you. I was human for a long time, pure human for over 11 years. I was NORMAL. Then, I was kidnapped by some madman. Still don't know who they were. They injected me with blood, demon blood. It pumps through my veins now years later more than yours the night you freed Lucifer by killing Lilith. There's not much human left in me, but plenty of demon for salt to burn my insides. NOW GET THIS OUT OF ME! PLEASE!" Tears streamed down the girl's pale cheeks, but disgust filled Dean. Sam was a freak, but he was human enough not to be effected by those things that hurt demons. This girl was so close to being a demon she's probably need her own meat suit soon.

Sam however, could relate. He knew what it was like to have demon blood forced into you giving you powers you don't want. He quickly ripped the IV from Charlie's arm and she sat gasping for air but freed from pain, "Thank you." She whispered before disappearing.

"Now look what you've done! She's gone. If the demons find her they'll use her more than Azazel or Ruby ever used you. We should have killed her well we had the chance!" Dean cried.

"It wouldn't have worked anyways. One of the archangels would have stopped you. I'm surprised they even let the hospital staff live after giving her all that salt. It burnt her from the inside out." Cas told him looking out the window. "It's first floor. We're going to have to climb out or we'll have to explain where she went."

"Great. Now we're kidnappers too." Sam muttered just as Dean asked,

"How is she even a prophet if she has so much demon blood in her? Why would God or whoever chooses the prophets chose her? They made a demon have God's number?"

"You heard her. She was human first. She was a prophet first too. Whoever injected her probably did so because she was a prophet. Though I still don't know how they found her and how the archangels didn't stop it."

"I have a theory," Sam suggested as they walked back towards the Impala waiting for the hospital alarms to flair. "She said it was done to her about 5 years ago. Do you know what happened 4 years ago?"

"Sh*t." Dean swore, "You're saying this happened while you were freeing Lucifer from Hell and I was trapped in that green space?"

"It would make sense," Cas agreed. "Every angel, archangel in particular, was watching to make sure everything went as plan. No one would have been watching her."

"Great. Another life I ruined," Sam muttered old guilt hitting him just as the hospital alarms broke into a screech.

"Come on. I have an idea on how we can find her," Castiel told them running towards the trusty black Impala.