"C'mon, Mar, move yo skank ass," Emalee grunted, wiggling past Marley into the room. She then saw what Marley was gaping at.

"I guess it wasn't a dream," Marley muttered faintly.

"So, I'm guessing this is the angelic Castiel," Emalee said sarcastically, setting the food bags down and continuing aggressively. "So let's not beat around the bush. Why the hell are you here and what do you want with my friend?"

"Calm yourself, I will not hurt her," Castiel said in his deep, gruff voice.

"I have a right to be not calm, you asshat, this is the second time you've broken into a locked motel room without any signs of forced entry. And you still haven't answered my questions." Marley still hadn't moved from the doorway. She was shocked.

"Are you sure that this is not the one with Winchester blood?" he muttered to seemingly no one.

"Speak up, dammit," she snapped. Marley finally shook herself and stepped forward, closing the door and setting a restraining hand on Emalee's shoulder.

"Chill, Em. He won't hurt me."

"You don't know that, Mar," she said warily, not taking her eyes off Castiel. He was watching the exchange with open curiosity.

"Marley, you seem to have made a strong bond with this shapeshifter," he said. Emalee snarled and rushed forward, her eyes flashing in rage. Marley barely managed to hold her back, but she was also holding herself back. She didn't want to hurt Marley by accident. Not again.

"How dare you," she spat, seething with fury. Marley turned and put herself between the two.

"Is that true? Are you a shapeshifter?" Marley asked quietly. Emalee's gaze flicked between the two, slightly desperate. In no way possible did she ever want to ruin the friendship they'd harboured forever.

"Yeah," Emalee said even quieter, hanging her head a little. Marley pressed her lips together and turned back to Castiel, who'd been silent.

"What do you want," she demanded.

"I've come to take you to the Winchesters myself, for protection. Crowley was lying to you. He was trying to lure you into a trap." 

"What kind of trap?"

"A bad one," he grunted. "Trust me, you would not appreciate further knowledge of his tricks."

"Where are they?"

"The Winchesters are currently in a safe bunker, away from here."

"So you can't tell us."

"Their current location is requested to be disclosed."

"Goddammit," Emalee cursed, running a hand through her hair. "I'm not letting him take you anywhere, Marley." 

"Hey, I understand you just want what's best for me, but I trust Castiel." 

"That's the problem! You don't even know him."

"Well, he seems like a nice guy," Marley said firmly. She wasn't going to back down. It was like her heritage (of sorts) was calling to her. And what was she going to do? Pick up the phone, of course. Emalee saw this and sighed, backing off a little.

"Can I at least go with you?"

"Su-"

"No." They both glared at Castiel.

"Why not?" Emalee demanded.

"Because monsters like her are not allowed access to the Winchesters."

"That's a load of bullshit! Just because I'm a shapeshifter, you think I'm an absolute monster? I'm not evil, you know. My parents loved me, and they raised me to be a good person-"

"Shapeshifter," Castiel muttered under his breath. That was the last straw for the both of them. Before Emalee could get to him, Marley stepped in front of her, eyes blazing.

"Don't you dare come here and insult my friend like that. She's a person, just like you and me." At this, Castiel straightened, a certain light coming to his eyes, his body tensing.

"What did you just call me?" he asked very quietly. It was like all the air had been sucked out of the room and replaced with some kind of sludge substitute. 

"S-sorry for whatever I said!" Marley yelped.

"Don't be intimidated by him, Mar! He's nothing but a douchebag with wings!" Emalee cried. She put a hand on Marley's arm and stood beside her.

"Let us get this over with before I do something I regret." He touched their foreheads and they slumped to the ground, unconscious. 

666 words again YEET XD Wait, why am I so proud of myself? I'm so stupid yet I still manage to write. What a mystery... anyways, hope you liked this chapter everyone, if you would pay a visit to my best friend themarleyjohnson that would be amaaaaaziiiiiing! Thanks to all for your support, votes, & comments!

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