You were a demon that escaped the gates of Hell when they were open for just a brief amount of time. But you weren’t like the others, though. You knew who you were, and you wanted to help.

You see, the very men you were supposed to hunt.. and the very men that were supposed to be hunting you.. one of the two brothers was madly in love with you. Sam. But of course, you had to hide from his older brother. Dean was very protective over Sammy, for one thing. Secondly, he hated demons with all of his being. So you had to pretend to be a normal human being, which wasn’t too hard. I mean, you were one, once upon a time.

You walked into the motel and sat down on Sam’s bed while he brushed his teeth and Dean took a shower. Sam smiled when he came out of the bathroom, and he went over to you, laying an arm across your shoulder lazily. He pecked your cheek and pulled you down into a laying position beside him.

Does it ever feel.. weird.. to you? That you’re.. possessing somebody to be here and in human form? I mean, I’m not saying that you shouldn’t be doing that or anything, I love having you here. But I know that’s not what you look like, or what you did look like when you were human. I don’t know, I guess it’s kinda dumb, but I feel like this is you and it isn’t really you. You’re controlling someone’s body.