***While Sam and Dean were gone, dead-set to kill Ruby, I caught up on some much needed rest, due to my massive amount of bloodloss. "I'm gonna die..this is it...I'm gonna die." I whispered to myself, so weak and frail that tears could not pass. An opague, blir appeared in my eyes as what I swore was an angel came into sight; and in my sight stood the trench-coat clad angel Castiel, running his hand on the brass of the bed. "You're not gonna die..I'm here with you." Castiel said, in a comforting voice.
"Are...are you sure? I mean.."
"I'm sure, it's not in God's plans. You have a long and happy life ahead of you.." He paused as I shot up in bed. "Really? Like what?! What's in store for me?!" Castiel face-palmed me back to the bed gently, saying "I'm getting there, chill out. Anyway, trust me, you and the Winchesters have a long and properious life ahead of you."
I nodded, knowing what my dear friend was saying was indeed true..I mean, he is an angel..********
**** Late that same night as I laid sleeping, Sam and Dean came bursting in the door, waking me from my slumber. "Hey, she's dead! We took her down like a..."
"What Dean's trying to convey is that Ruby is gone...for good this time," Sam interupted, rushing to take my hand. "How are you feeling?"
"Better."
"That's great, sweetie," Sam smiled, "Guess what?"
Dean looked eager to jump in at this break in conversation. "Your bellybutton talked to you again?!" He smirked and Sam shot him a dirty look.
"The doctors' said you may be able for release tomarrow. Isn't that great?"
"That's wonderful, Sam," I replied, looking up at him then to Dean. "Are you going to stay the..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're not gonna let you be alone. We're staying the night with you. Bobby has the twins. All is well." Dean said, trying to convey their actions as a hassle. But I knew it wasn't.
"You're never gonna be alone...I can promise you that." Sam began to dig in his pocket, fishing out my golden engagement ring from his jean-lining; He had taken it off of me before the ambulance picked me up. "I think you need this back..."
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"Your bellybutton talked to you again?!"
