Another Hunter

Ch. 4

There are pounding knocks at my door. I hurry over and look through the peep hole. Upon recognizing Sam and Dean I open it.
        "Where is he." They demand as they storm in.
        "Who?" I ask.
        "Cas. You walked out with him before the explosion. Let me guess, angel hunter? And so now you have him tied up somewhere?" I hiss as Sam begins going through things.
        "No, actually. I saved him." I exclaim.
        "How?" Dean demands.
        "He was being possessed by a demon, so I used the symbol to repel him, get him out and then I exercised the demon." I tuck my charm into my shirt. It's a devil's trap my father stole from a demon that, in the hands of the demon allows it to escape from a devil's trap and immune to salt and even the Colt. The hands of a human if it contacts a demon it will instantly freeze the demon, allow you to exercise it. It kills the demon, but with an explosion that sends out a vibration for about one mile killing any paranormal in the area.
        "Then why isn't he back?" I think for a moment.
        "Well, he's in a vessel and it's weak because of the lack of 'juice' from God I'm sure he's knocked out somewhere." I slip off my jacket.
        "What are those?" Dean points to my arms. I look down and jump.
        "WHAT ARE THESE?" I exclaim. I look up when a voice sounds.
        "They are my mark in order to find you again." He storms in, right up to me, his trench coat flapping. He gets face to face and points at my face. I swat his hand away. He pushes me roughly against the wall.  "I should kill you." I stare.
        "Why?" I don't even question 'what' just why.
        "You killed basically everyone within a mile's radius. I bet you're doing the demon blood." Suddenly weapons are up on me.
        "I saved your life Castiel!" He glares.
        "How?" I hiss and push him away roughly. He disappears.
        "I can't explain!" I shout. I feel a knife blade on my neck and he whispers in my ear.
        "You better starts or I'll spill your blood right now." I smile.
        "No you won't." The blade digs into my skin.
        "You want to bet." He says. I spin around in his arms, facing him.
        "Yeah, a pretty penny." I press my lips to him and with a grip to my necklace and a shock to his lips, he falls cold to the floor. Sam and Dean rush over to him.
        "What did you do to him?" Dean demands.
        "I saved my life." I grab my bag off the table and run out to my car. I slip in and, knowing my job is done I hit the road. I head to Nebraska, and stop to get another tattoo. I get the angel ward on my ankle, to hide me from him. Him specifically because I dripped some of his blood into the ink.
        "I'll be safe now." Little do I know, the trio are hunting me as I speak...