Waking up was more painful than I thought it would be. I open my eyes and when I try to move my limbs feel like lead. I manage to make myself sit up. Dean is sat on the sofa next to Sam, they're both drinking beers. I force myself to stand. My legs scream with pain. I stumble over to the boys. Dean moves over enough to let me sit in between him and Sam.
"Rough night?" He asks sarcastically. I laugh. God why do I hurt so much, I'm a freeking demon, not a wimpy human! "You look like hell." I glare at him. "Sorry." He says muffling his laugh. I smack him on the leg, he winces in pain.
"What even happened? My memory blacked out after my fit." I admit. Sam turns towards me and Dean.
"No idea, you had an attack or fit of some sort then a load of demons came and started attacking. Cas got us out of there before it got ugly." Sam says.
"Where is Cas?" I ask Sam. He shrugs.
"He left a note on the sofa saying there's beer in the fridge and to call him if we needed him. He also left his uhh phone number." Dean says. "Wanna explain your freekout?"
"I honestly don't know what happened." I can tell they're not buying it. Well by saying I can tell I really mean by reading their minds I know they aren't buying it.
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