9. Crowley and Castiel
When I opened my eyes again, Crowley was standing over me. We were still in the motel room. Dean was banging angrily on the door. It was about to come down. Crowley grabbed me by my hair, and yanked me outside.
"Cas!" I could still hear Dean yelling. Who was Cas? A man appeared. He was tall, and had black hair that kind of hung in his eyes.
"Crowley, let her go," the man said.
"Fine," Crowley let go of me. "Here boys!" I felt their breath on the back of my neck. It bit my arm, and started dragging me away. I screamed. The door came down then, and Dean ran towards me. He had a gun. It was on top of me now. I could feel the claws digging into my stomach, and legs. I yelled out, that's when i heard the gun fire. The hell hound got off me. I just laid there.
"Jess!" Dean yelled, and ran towards me. Crowley was gone. Castiel walked over to us.
"Is she alright?" Castiel asked he had the deepest voice. Dean picked me up, and carried me to the bed in the motel room. I was shaking, and crying. Kevin was there, and he grabbed my hand.
"Sam..." I breathed. "Is he alright?"
"Yes," Castiel told me. "You will be too." He touched my forehead, and everything was healed. How? Then he was gone. Dean hugged me then, and I hugged him back.