Entry 15
I was paying so little attention where I was going that I ran right into somebody.
The guy was instantly terrifying. His sharp blue eyes seemed to pierce right into my soul. I couldn't explain why he scared me. He seemed just as nervous as me.
"What are you?" I demanded, trying to avoid his gaze.
"I'm an angel of the Lord. We received a report that a Leviathan had escaped from Purgatory. I found you easily. You're not a Leviathan."
"Sort of," I said. "I'm a Leviathan cross."
"That's not supposed to be possible," said the angel.
"My dad was in Purgatory, okay, and he's a demon. His name is Crowley; maybe you've heard of him. Am I in trouble?"
"No," the angel decided. "I'm already watching over the Winchesters. I can keep an eye on you at the same time."
I shuddered. If I did anything stupid, even accidentally, there's no knowing what would happen to me. Or him. I wondered which of us would be more likely to die if it came down to a fight.
"Wait. Are you Castiel?" I asked, but he was gone. Great. Now what? If I went home, maybe he would back off, but then maybe he wouldn't. He could kill Dad, and Ruby, and everybody else I know. Probably not Lilith, not that I would exactly care if she went bye-bye. But if he killed Dad, I would have nobody to protect me from Her Majesty the Freak. I would be better off in Hell.
I should not have scared that Trickster. Worst move of my entire life.
Maybe I should have called him back. Said that I wasn't going to hurt him, that I was really Keigh. Dad could have backed me up.
Is Dean going to be as scared of me as every other person except Bobby?