Castiel was just standing at the end of Dean's bed. It was like he was waiting. I looked over and sighed. He heard and looked over at me. "Peculiar you are." he squinted.
"Can we not do this now?" I asked looking away.
Then Dean gasped and sat up quickly. I looked over to him and he avoided my gaze. He saw Castiel and shook his head. " I couldn't stop any of it... she still made the deal." he sighed. "She still died in the nursery didn't she?" Dean asked.
"Don't be to hard on your self. You couldn't have stopped it." Castiel didn't look away from me.
Dean stood up qucikly looking at Castiel angrily. "Then why did you send me back?" He asked.
"To get the truth. Now you know everything we do."
"About what?" Dean asked.
Castiel looked to him and then back at me. Dean looked down at me too and I sensed I shouldn't be there. I didn't say anything. I looked at Dean with a sigh and walked out. Just before I closed the door Castiel spoke. "Sam."
It was only for a few minutes but soon Dean stormed out of the room. He paused when he saw me waiting. I was going to speak but he just walked past me. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"To find Sam." He didn't bother turning around.
"Let me help?" I asked as I started to follow him. He stopped in his tracks and turned sharply.
"No." He ordered. "You've done enough." He looked me up and down shaking his head.
"Look I'm sorry you couldn't stop it but.."
"But nothing!" He almost yelled. "If you would have told me where she went then I could have stopped it." He said.
" I know and I'm sorry but I..."
"Just... whatever." he rolled his eyes. " Forget it you don't understand." He started to storm away again.
I was angry and hurt now. "I have his eyes." Was all I said before Dean turned slightly. "Your not the only one who got to see what his parents were like before yellow-eyes killed them." I sighed and he turned.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"David Walsh lived three houses down from John Winchester." I kind of smiled. "He was getting married to his girlfriend soon and they were going to build a life together." I sighed looking down. I noticed Dean sigh but he didn't turn around. He even started to walk away. I knew he didn't need to hear my sap story but I couldn't let him storm off thinking he was the only one who would be effected. So I called out making him stop. "January 17th, 1983."
Just the tone in which Clara recited that date made me turn. Her voice had cracked and I heard a small sniff. I was so mad at her but I couldn't just leave after I heard her voice. "His name was going to be Danny." A small smile hid in the corner. "Danny Walsh has a nice ring don't you think?" She asked not looking up. I wasn't really sure what she was talking about. "He would be just about Sam's age today if..." She paused looking up. "I wasn't even two but I noticed how much my mom drank. I never knew why but she didn't stop. He had down syndrome..." She sighed as a tear fell. "And something like that doesn't exactly work well with the whole demon warrior thing." She sighed and I was slowly starting to understand. "Yellow-eyes killed my mother and baby brother." I could see the tears she was fighting back and she was doing a good job at making me feel guilty of being mad. "I get your mad at me... I'm a little mad at me to but what ever Sam did... or is doing.. promise me you'll go easy on him." She asked. She didn't say anything else. She nodded slightly and turned and walked back into the hotel.
How did she suddenly know all this about her family? How did she know Sam did something. So many questions and the biggest one; Why didn't she yell at me?
When I got back to the room I sighed as I closed the door. I didn't expect to see Castiel standing there but I guess he never left. "How did you know?" he asked.
"Know what?" I asked taking a deep breath.
"About your mother and brother?" He asked.
"On some level I always knew." I sighed. " But when Yellow-eyes kidnapped me, he filled me in. I kinda wanted to forget it but once I saw my dad... it all came back I guess." I sighed sitting on the couch running a hand through my hair.
"What happened to your hand?" he asked. "Did Azazel do that?" He asked.
"Azazel?" I asked with a laugh.
"The yellow eyed demon." He answered.
Son of a bitch had a name. I looked down quickly and noticed it was very red. "Um I don't know..." Then I remembered. "I punched the demon..." I stood quickly. "His face started to sizzle and he screamed." I said looking up to a shocked and confused Castiel. "It didn't hurt me but it hurt him... Castiel what the hell?" I asked.
"I..." He reached out for my hand and looked at it up and down. Then the redness went away. He looked up slightly. "I don't know." He said. Then he was gone.
"OH! COME ON!" I called out. "That's like the third time!" I called. " Castiel!" But he wasn't coming back. I sighed and sat back down. I was tired but I didn't know if I should sleep or leave. Before I could make a decision I laid back and fell asleep. I was happy it was a dreamless sleep. I didn't think I would sleep for long but three hours later I heard a car pull up. I didn't move yet until someone walked it.
"Clara?" Sam sounded surprised. I rubbed my eyes and turned over and smiled.
"Hey Sam." I sat up slowly and he looked confused and down.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Um well..." I sighed sitting straight as he sat on a chair at the table near the door. "Castiel sent Dean back in time. Wanted to stop Yellow-eyes... or Azazel whatever, from making those deals with the physic kids' parents. And apparently where ever angels zap people I get to go along for the ride." I sighed brushing my hair back. "Fun huh?" I smiled.
"Yeah I guess... Is Dean here?" He asked.
"No he went looking for you..." I heard Sam sigh. "What happened?" I asked.
"Nothing." Sam said turning away from me.
"You're a terrible liar." I said pushing to the edge of the bed. "If you don't wanna tell me fine... but I could help."
Sam let off a little laugh. " I seriously doubt that." he shook his head.
"Well I could try." I smiled.
Sam was quiet for a minute and then walked over and sat next to me. "If someone can save people, don't you think they should no matter what the consequences may be?" Sam asked.
"Sure I guess... but what kind of consequences are we talking about here?" I asked.
"I can exorcise demons... And the victims live." He said and I nodded. "And I do it with my mind."
My mouth dropped and I jus started at him. "Um..." was all I could say at the moment.
He sighed looking away. "Go ahead. Tell me I'm a freak and I shouldn't be playing with things I don't understand. Dean already has and once he gets back he'll do it some more." He sighed pushing away a bit.
"A freak?" I asked. "Ha no..." I laughed a bit. "Despite how unorthodox it may be, sending demons back to hell with your mind is..." I paused and he looked down. "freaking awesome." I smiled and he looked over at me quickly.
"What?" he asked with a small smile. "Wait you're not going to yell at me?" He asked.
"I don't think I have any room to yell at you." I shook my head. "We all have our secrets right?" I smiled. He looked at me like he was about to asked me about my secrets but I asked more questions. "So how long have you been doing that? And more importantly how?" I asked.
"Demon blood." He sighed. I looked at him confused and he continued. "When I was a baby the demon bled into my mouth and now when I drink demon blood I can exorcise a demon..." he said.
I just started at him again for a minute. He was waiting for me to start yelling but I didn't see the need. "Okay just let me get this straight." I paused and stood. "Azazel went into your house that night to drip his blood in your mouth so when you grew big and strong you could just swing back a few glasses of demon blood and you could do mind tricks?" I asked pacing back and forth.
"Basically." Sam shrugged.
"Oh... okay... and where exactly do you get the demon blood?" I asked.
"Ruby."
"Ruby? Isn't she the blonde that sicked the hounds on Dean?" I asked.
"No that was Lilith. She took over and sent Ruby back."
"And I'm gonna guess you brought her back?" I asked crossing my arms.
"Well she was helpful last time I thought she could help me bring Dean back..." he sighed.
"Okay. Glad I know whats going on." I smiled.
"Wait... no yelling? No name calling?" He smiled.
"Nope." I shook my head. "Last time I checked you were a grown... well over grown man." We both laughed. I sat next to him and smiled. " Point is your saving people." He looked over. "And honestly I understand." I smiled and Sam smiled right back.
"Thanks Clara." He said throwing his long arms around me quickly. I hugged him back and he sighed a bit. " I'm really sorry I disappeared after Dean died." He said.
"It's not your fault." I smiled. "I didn't exactly call all the time either..." I sighed. "But hey, all in the past." I smiled. Sam smiled one last time and then sighed.
"You should probably go..." He said.
"Why?"
"When Dean gets back he... he's not going to be happy." Sam said standing back up. "I didn't tell him about the who mind tricks."
"Oh come on Sam..." I sighed. "You know sometimes it is ridiculous how much you two lie to each other." I shook my head. "Now Dean may not completely understand what you're doing so it makes sense that he'll be upset but I don't think that..."
"He already thinks I'm a freak." Sam stopped be and sat back down at the table.
"No he doesn't." I shook my head. "Dean is just trying to protect you." I smiled. "He doesn't want you to get hurt...or worse." I said and Sam looked over with those big puppy dog eyes. "You may not be the most functional family but... he still loves you." I smiled and walked over to sit next to him. I reached out and took a hold of his hands that were folded in the middle.