Once you got out of the shower and dressed into some comfortable sweats and a long-sleeved shirt to hide your scars, you collapsed on the bed completely worn out from everything over the past few weeks. Between lying to Bobby on what you have been up to, collecting the Colt, and the emotional walls you have been keeping up you were exhausted.
You knew you should have gotten up and did some research to find where Lucifer was hiding out at or at least skim the news for anything weird going on to get you out of facing the boys again, but you just laid there letting the silence consume you.
"Knock Knock" a familiar voice said, as you opened your eyes to see Jo walk into your room. She had a ridiculous grin spread across her face as she ran towards the bed and jumping on top of you.
"Jo" you said, as the air rushed out of your lungs from the impact. You couldn't stop the smile from bubbling up to your face.
You both laughed as she got off of you, allowing you to sit up and properly hug her.
"How are you doing?" she asked enthusiastically. "Last I heard you were tracking down a kobold"
"Yeah, that was a fun adventure" you reminisced, remembering how you basically had to walk into a mine in nothing but booty shorts, a crop top, and a silver throwing knife (it's a long story). "What have you been up to?"
Jo looked at you, her smile wide as she explained her mom had finally let her go hunting and even had been joining her on various hunts, that she met the Winchesters who are cute but not her type, and finally explaining how they got the Colt.
"Wow" was all you could say to her fast summary.
"Well, seems like you have been busy then" you smiled.
"Not as busy as you from what I hear"
"You know me, I won't stop till I am dead" you chuckled but her smile fell a little.
"y/n. I know you struggle with a lot of things from your past, but you made it through. Hunting isn't all there is to life, though it is important." she gave you a soft smile and squeezed your hand. "But come upstairs, everyone is celebrating, for tomorrow we die!" She laughed jumping off the bed.
"What happened to 'life is rainbows and butterflies' from a second ago" you chuckled following her upstairs. She just chuckled in response.
Coming upstairs you saw Bobby, Dean, Sam, and Ellen all sitting in the living room drinking. Upon seeing you, you saw both the brother's faces fall. Ellen however stood up walking towards you embracing you in a hug.
"My Lord girl, you're looking better than I expected after hearing all the non-stop hunts you have been on"
"Oh you know me, trying to save the world one violent death at a time" You awkwardly chuckle, and Ellen just looks at you giving you a warm smile. "Come sit" She says pointing towards another chair in the room.
As you go to sit down another man walks into the room wearing a tan trenchcoat holding a couple of shot glasses. "It appears you have an extensive amount of mini glasses" you turn to look at him, immediately recognizing what he was.
Instinctively you grabbed your knife out of your back pocket but knew it was of no use. He dropped the glasses, letting them chatter as he quickly picked you up and slammed you against the wall. Your blade fell to the floor as you quickly tried to evaluate the best way to get away from him.
"Who are you and what are you doing here" He demanded angrily pressing an angel blade into your neck.
"CAS! Put her down!" you heard Dean yell. You were glaring directly into the angel's eyes while he was glaring into yours, both of you with anger on your faces.
"She's an abomination. She must not live" was all he said before moving his hand back to stab you. You quickly took this moment to grab the hand that was on your throat, kick both feet up to meet his knees, and swig your body weight so that he was unstable. He fell to the floor while you effectively kicked the blade away from him. He reached up and grabbed your feet pulling you down as he got on top of you, quickly pinning you down and reaching his glowing hand to touch your head. You closed your eyes bracing for the worst.
"CAS!" you heard again, but this time Sam and Dean were both pulling him off of you.
"She shouldn't be alive" Cas says in a gravelly voice still in attack stance but physically backing down.
"Bite me" you spat, grabbing Ellen's hand to help you up.
Cas got angry at your remark and made a move to walk forward but sam stood in his way.
"Calm down both of ya!" Bobby yells wheeling himself into the center of the mess. "We are all on the same team here"
This time Cas relaxed, but still was staring at you.
"You don't understand she's.."
"A demon?" Jo interrupts from the doorway. "Yeah we know feathers"
"No, she is not just a demon. She is partially human, thus making her an abomination"
"So if she was a full demon she would live?" Ellen scoffs.
"No. That is not what I am saying" Castiel replied, not understanding the sarcasm in Ellen's tone.
"Listen" Dean interrupts. "She might be an 'abomination' but she is going to help us out and is a good friend" He turns around to face you this time. "Can you not try to kill each other for 24 hours?"
You were shocked, to say the least. Did Dean Winchester just call you a friend?
Sam let go of Cas, handing him his angel blade. Cas still was watching you, but visible tried to shrug you off. Paying attention to the broken glass on the floor.
"I am going to get a broom" he said leaving.
"Well that could have gone smoother" Dean said attention turning to you again. He walked towards you and put his hand on the side of your face, pushing your head to the side to expose your neck. You were completely caught off guard by his approach and your cheeks heated up at the touch of his hand on your cheek.
"We probably should put a bandage on that" He says finally. He grabs your hand and leads you out of the room towards the kitchen where Bobby keeps his first-aid for whatever reason.
You quietly let him wipe off the cut with alcohol and place a bandage over it. When he was done, you just sat there unable to figure out what to even say.
"Look y/n," he said, his green eyes bearing into your own. "I know I can't do anything to make this right but I am sorry. For everything."
You were blown away. You didn't even know what to say or not to say.
"Me and Sam, we made a judgment on you without actually listening to anything you had to say or acknowledging your character, and I'm sorry."
You probably looked like a deer in the headlights. You didn't even want to breathe, scared of ruining the scene or offending him in some way. He just stared at you waiting for you to say something, but when nothing came he continued.
"I am sorry for torturing you. For hurting you. For leaving. I just, I was so angry you hadn't told us before then but I get it. You didn't trust us and that's fine. I just thought we were closer than that" he turned his eyes away from you, moving to stand up from the chair but you grabbed his hand.
"Dean" was all you managed to get out, effectively stopping him. "I do trust you. I just, I worried about ruining our friendship. You and Sam, you are like family. I just didn't want to ruin the only good thing I had"
You both stared at each other for a couple of minutes. Not knowing what to say.
"I really am sorry I hurt you" Dean said. "It wasn't cool"
"Dean, that was a flea bite compared to what I have been through" you chuckle.
His expression didn't change, rather he stayed solemn.
"Hey" you say, trying to get his attention away from his own thoughts "I forgive you". You give him a nice smile as his eyes start to brim with tears. He smiles that magnificent megawatt smile you have missed as he clears his throat. "Well should we get out there and discuss tomorrow?" He says standing up.
"I don't know. I think we could just wing it" you said sending him a smirk.
"You know how that always turns out" he replies, playing along.
You both make it back to the living room, Cas had effectively swept up the glass and Sam walked over to you and put his hand on your shoulder. He looked like he was going to cry, but before he could say anything you spoke up "I forgive you" you told him immediately embracing him in a hug. He was stunned but he hugged back, giving you a smile.
"Well now that that's out of the way who's ready to smite the Devil" you said enthusiastically. Bobby just rolled his eyes, grabbed his whisky, and flipped open his book. "Let's get to work"