Demons lie Part 2

    Why didnt she tell us in the first place? Why did she keep it a secret from us? All I could do was stand there staring at where she used to stand, mouth dropped. She was like a daughter to me, and I would never want to hurt her.

"Dean, you know what we have to do."

I turned to Sam, with tears in my eyes. I knew Sam wanted to kill her, but I wouldnt allow it.

"No, Sam. We are not killing her."

"Dean, shes a demon, even worse, shes the princess of hell!"

"I dont care what she is! If she wanted to kill us she would have the day we took her in! Hell, she could have done it just now! You heard her!"

"She could be lieing Dean! It could all be an act!"

"I wont beleive it!"

I stormed off the the impala with Sam following. The road trip back home was as silent as ever. It all made sense though. Why she never wanted to meet Cas, she stayed clear of demon hunts. I should have seen it earlier, but I knew she was good. I saw the guilt in her eyes, no demon has that look in their eyes unless they are telling the truth about something they truely feel guilty about.

You found yourself in your room at the bunker. You smiled as you looked at the demon knife in your lap. Dean had given it to you for your birthday. Dean was like a dad to you. You both had a stronger bond than ever. Sam, well he was just a close friend.

    You heard the impala pull into the garage, and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer. You sat at the table and sipped your beer and Sam walked into the room, and immediately pulled out his demon blade when he saw you.

"Hey Sam, nice to see you too."

Sam charged at you and you stopped him with a snap of your fingers. You stood up and walked over to Sam with tears in your eyes.

"Sorry Sam, truely, but I have to go talk to Dean."

You let Sam go and walked to Deans room, where he was laying on his bed, crying.

"Dean."

Dean sat up and stared at you, with puffy eyes and tears stains on his cheek. His eyes were full of sadness but hope.

"Y-you came back."

"Of course I did. I meant it when I said I wanted to be a hunter."

"Im sorry"

"About what?"

"About everything, getting mad at you for being who you are. For Sammy, who wants to kill you. Im just, sorry."

"Dean... im the one who should be sorry. I was the one who lied to you for a year. I was the one who could have protected you so many times. I just-"

You were interuppted by Dean hugging you tightly. You hugged back. You remembered all the times Dean would hug you when you were sad or upset. His hugs always comforted you.

"I love you, y/n."

"You know I love you too."

Dean pulled back and smiled. You were happy again, and that was what mattered. Not whether your greatest enemy was dead, or that you were a demon. What mattered is that you were happy with Dean, and he was happy too.