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While Sam interviewed the newly widowed women, Dean and I searched the house. I bent down and picked up a hex bag with a grown.  Why can't witches be not vengeful for once. There has to be at least one witch who uses spells for good, right?

I mean besides me. Don't worry, I don't worship demons. I've recently discovered the reason I'm so important to demons is that I'm a child of a night of hell.  Lucky me. Sense the sarcasm.

This witch must be ancient because I've never seen a hex bag like it before. If I'm lucky, maybe I can find a spell to counter act the one the witch is using. Of course, I couldn't find a spell to counteract it.

"Who are you!" Demands Sam, pointing his gun at Castiel. I dive in between Sam's legs, snatching the gun.

"Dude, it's probably a sin to shoot angels," I say as I push myself off the ground.

"Sam this is Castiel. Him I don't know," introduces Dean.

  "Hello, Sam." Cas exclaims. I can't help but laugh at how Sam responds. He was a stuttering mess.

Finally Sam ended with "I've heard lots about you."

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"The rising of Samhain, have you stopped it?" Cas questions.

"Your angels, shouldn't you already know the answer?" I ask while filing my nails.

"I'm taking that as a no." Cas said with a sigh. "Have you located the witch?"

"Yeah," I answer.

"Is the witch dead?" Cas asks and suddenly the floor became the most interesting thing ever. (A/n: I don't remember if the floor was carpeted or not.) Look at that, a tile floor. The last motel had a carpet. It was so intriguing. Sense the sarcasm.

"No but..." Sam started.

"We know who it is." finished Dean.

"Do you know where the witch is now?" Cas asks.

"We're working on it." Dean replies.

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"You three uh...need to leave town immediately." Cas says.

"Why?" Dean asks.

"Because we're going to destroy it." Cas  explains.

"We're not going anywhere. What if we give you the witches location and you smite her, not the entire town?" I suggest confidently.

"Don't sass me human." Uriel demands.

"What you going to do, moisturize me? Well, sorry for using my brain. It's not my fault I'm better than you." I sass.  Sam was trying not to laugh. Dean wasn't even trying.

Cas was holding back a smile and Uriel at the same time.