One day..you knocked on a Motel room door before it was opened by a tired Dean..upon seeing you he was staring in disbelief and suspicion for a second or two before quickly reaching for his silver dagger. "What are you?!" He exclaimed refusing to believe that you're back from hell, sure that you're just another creature trying to fool him, before trying to stab you with the silver knife that you fortunately dodged. "It's me, calm down" You said while stepping back taking one of the silver knives touching the silver blade.."could a (I don't remember) do that?". Dean visibly calmed down a bit when you said that "So it's really you..?" he asked as you walked inside, briefly looking around"of course and-" turning towards Dean he suddenly splashed some holy water in your face..and of course that was the moment when you were about to say something but instead you spit it out with a slight cough, looking at him like 'really?'. "Well...had to make sure..you never know" he said looking at you for a few more seconds before pulling in a hug.