You are a demon, a disloyal one too. Sam and Dean met you a while ago on a hunt, they were hunting you. Even though you helped them so many times, they still didn’t trust you. - I mean who can blame them, you’re a demon after all…

Dean draws a pentagram on the ground while Sam lights candles. "Do you really think this is a good idea?” Dean asks while he looks over at his younger brother. "Yes, we need her help." Sam said as he finished lighting the candles.

When Dean was finished drawing the pentagram on the ground, he got up and leaned on the truck of the impala, right next to Sam.

A few moments later, Sam summons you. You teleported in the pentagram unable to get out of it. "What is the pentagram for?” You ask, crossing your arms. "We need your help.” Sam says while Dean just looks away, clearly not amused with the situation.