Sam and I talked for about an hour before we heard the Impala's engine roll up. Sam sighed and looked away from me. "Don't worry." I smiled and Dean walked in and past Sam not even bothering to look up. Dean rushed over to his bed and grabbed his back. He started throwing things into it angrily and his face was stiff.
"Dean what are you doing?" Sam stood looking over at his brother and I stayed where I was. I was afraid if I left Dean would do something he would regret and I wanted to have Sam's back if he needed it. "What are you leaving?" Sam was just trying to get Dean to talk.
"You don't need me. You and Ruby go fight demons." Dean answered in a low voice still not looking at Sam.
I was about to stand up when Dean walked past Sam. "Dean come on man." Sam grabbed Dean's arm and Dean threw his bag at me. I didn't expect it, and I think Dean was aiming for the table but it landed on my lap. Dean swung around and punched Sam and his head went back..
"Dean!" I called standing quickly. Dean didn't even look to me.
Sam put his hand up for me to stop. He stood straight back up and looked at his brother. " You satisfied?" He asked. Dean didn't waste another second. He pulled back his fist and punched Sam again.
"Seriously?" I asked walking up and stepping in between them. "That's how we are settling things these days?" I asked. "Hitting each other... nice, real grown up." I said trying to push Dean away.
Dean didn't even move. " Do you even know how far off the reservation you've gone?" Dean asked completely ignoring me. "How far from normal, from human?" Dean said again angry.
"I'm just exorcising demons." Sam looked down at me. I had stepped back and took to Sam's side. I figured he needed someone to back him up.
"With your mind!" Dean yelled. "What else can you do?" he asked thinking there was more.
" I can send them back to hell." Sam sounded almost proud of himself. "It only works with demons..."
Dean grabbed Sam by the collar backing him up and away from me. "What else can you do?" Dean didn't believe Sam.
"He just told you." I said ripping Dean's hand from Sam. This time I stood between then and I wasn't moving. Dean finally looked down at me confused and a bit shocked I was on Sam's side.
"And I have every reason to believe you." Dean glared at Sam.
"Okay I should have told you and I'm sorry but I can pull demons from people Dean." Sam tried to defend himself.
"Use the knife!" Dean yelled.
"The knife kills the victim." Sam sighed. I moved to his side once again. "What I can do... most of them survive." Sam kinda smirked.
The two of them bickered back a forth for a minute and I just glared at them. I couldn't believe after everything that's happened, they were at each other's throats. Then it hit me. The four months I spent on the road this is what I get as a reward. Two pissed off brothers who have to stop the world from going to hell? Then it was quiet.
"If I didn't know you... I would want to hunt you." Dean said and he was getting on my last nerve. "And so would other hunters." Dean shook his head.
"Are you kidding me!" I almost yelled. I sighed and walked over to them and pulled Sam away from Dean. "As the only other hunter here..." I paused looking at Dean. "I can say that no one will ever hunt Sam." I shook my head.
"Your on his side?"
"Hell yeah I am!" I yelled back at Dean. " You were gone and we all had to keep fighting."
"Clara it's-"
"No it's not Sam." I took a deep breath. "Why can't you see that this is a good thing? He is saving people! Isn't that our job?" I shrugged.
"Our job..." Dean laughed. "If what he's doing is so great then why did Cas have to tell me to stop him?" Dean just about yelled.
"What?" Sam asked.
"No you know what... screw Castiel, God and any other angel around!" I yelled before they could even go at it again. "I did not spend the last four months living in dirty motels, always covered in blood, and driving 18 hours every other day so I could sit around and watch you two go at each other like bitter old men!"
"Are you making this about you right now?" Dean asked.
My mouth dropped open. Was he serious. "About me! How the hell is this about me? When is it ever about me? No! It's always about the Winchesters. They are gonna save the world, but they'll probably die sacrificing them selves first!" I shook my head. "Dean you got pulled from hell." I smirked. "And you... you've turned into one of the best hunters around and you can exorcise demons... I'm so sick and tired of you two always fighting when there is a way bigger picture."
"If your so tired why are you still here?" Dean asked. I could tell he was pissed off at Sam ad maybe at me but what the hell? He never used to talk to me like that.
"Oh I so wanna punch you in the face right now." I shook my head taking a deep breath. "I'm here because no demon would make my trade. How's that for an answer." I asked with a nod and a sarcastic smile. Dean looked confused and down. I could tell he regretted saying anything and in a way I felt sorry for saying anything.
"Your what?" Sam asked.
"You never really asked what I had been up to." I shrugged with a smile. "130 crossroads demons. My soul for Dean's, sure I expected to get taken to hell right away and I would have been fine with that." I smiled.
"Why would you?" He asked.
"You didn't see the look you had on you face. Like a little kid lost with no one to guide him. It wasn't fair." I sighed. "I was afraid Sam. Afraid you would take off and get obsessive like John and then sooner or later you'd be dead too." Sam looked sad and I didn't want him to. "I thought it was a fair trade but all of them laughed at me... said I deserved worse than hell and eventually I was going to get what was coming to me..." I sighed looking between the brothers. I stopped my gaze on Dean and he looked up. "And apparently I did. Angels, demons, God, the damn apocalypse and you are yelling at the only person who could help you win." I shook my head. " So your right maybe I shouldn't be here... may be I should be back in Virginia but I can't go back there. So you know what..." I stopped looking around. "You two have fun bitching at each other because I won't stand here and listen. Call me when you wanna get back to the end of the world." I rolled my eyes and headed for the door. I didn't stop because no one called out for me.
I opened the door and slammed it shut. When I got outside I could hear Dean call for me but I didn't go back. I turned and again Castiel was standing in front of me. "We need to walk." He said quickly and placed two fingers on my head and in a flash we were in a different place. This time, I was in what looked like and abandoned warehouse.