after a hectic night of almost being killed in your own home by the yellow eyed demon, the exact one who dean told you everything about.. you managed to call Dean as you hid in the small closet of your bedroom, shaking and sobbing. Dean came as soon as he heard the soft sobs you let out, not even waiting for the explanation. when he got there he found you, following the sobs to your closet and opened it to see you cradling yourself on the floor, your knees to your chest and your arms wrapped tightly around your legs. the scream you let out when he opened the closet was a mix of pure fear and sadness. his heart dropped. he got on his knees infront of you, his arms coming around you immediately. “hey.. hey.. it’s me. okay? it’s me..” he said. once he got you calm enough and out of the closet you explained everything.. god only knows how you were still alive, and dean was furious that azazel came after you.