Chapter 3

Radio Interference

"I don't know why the hell none of you believe me." Danielle exclaimed as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Because I tried again and again to make a deal to get him back… no one would deal with me, now I see it's because you already made a deal." Sam said, angrily.

"I tried to make deal after deal too and no demon wanted any part of it! I didn't make any sort of deal; I don't know why Dean's back. But I'm happy he is." She said, feeling attacked.

"We're all happy, but none of this makes a lick of sense." Bobby pointed out.

"Elle if you did something you need to tell me so we can get you out of it." Dean said to his younger sister.

"Ugh! Are you serious? I didn't do anything!" She yelled.

"Explain to me about that noise at the fill-up joint then. It literally made my ears bleed, Elle. Didn't affect you one bit. In fact you called it beautiful." Dean reminded her.

"You can grill me all you want, but my answers aren't going to change. I don't know why you're back. I don't know why I've been hearing voices, and I didn't make a freaking deal!" She yelled.

"What blew past us at the gas station was bad. Some kind of force or presence, it's got bad situation written all over it, Elle. And somehow you've managed to plant yourself right in the middle of it." Dean said, still convinced she had made a deal of some sort.

"Alright, alright. Look, we've got a pile of questions and no shovel. We need help." Sam said, sick of hearing them argue.

"I know a psychic, she's about 4 hours away. Something this big, maybe she's heard the other side talking." Bobby offered.

~()~

"So these the boys?" Pamela the psychic asked as she walked out on her front porch.

Bobby nodded.

She raised her eyebrows and looked Sam and Dean over.

"Yup, this is Pamela Barnes. Best damn psychic in the state." Bobby told them.

"Dean Winchester, out of the fire and back into the frying pan. Makes you a rare individual." She said.

"Come on in." She said as she turned and walked into her house.

Once they were inside, Pamela explained that she had made contact with several spirits, but no one knew anything about what pulled Dean from hell.

"So what now?" Danielle asked.

"Séance, I think." She said as she gathered everything she needed and spread a cloth over the table.

"You're not gonna summon the damn thing here?" bobby asked.

"No, I just wanna get a sneak peek at it. Like a crystal ball without a crystal." Pamela assured them.

"I'm game." Dean said, as he checked Pamela out.

Danielle rolled her eyes and helped Pamela set the 5 white candles in the middle of the table.

"Alright, everyone take a seat." She instructed them.

Danielle sat down between her brothers and hoped they'd be able to get some sort of lead on what was happening.

"Take each other's hands." Pamela said.

Elle looked between her brothers as they all joined hands.

"And I'll need to touch something that our mystery monster touched." Pamela said as she slid her hand under the table.

Dean jumped.

"Well, he didn't touch me there." Dean said.

Laughing Pamela said, "My mistake."

Dean rolled up his sleeve to reveal the handprint on his upper arm.

"Okay…" Pamela said as she placed her hand over the handprint.

Closing her eyes she started to summon whatever it was that had pulled Dean from the pit.

"I invoke, conjure and command you appear unto me before this circle." Pamela chanted several times.

Danielle looked around the table her eyes locking with Bobby's for a few seconds.

Dean looked over as the TV turned onto a channel of white static, just like what had happened at the gas station.

Everyone jumped as the flames from the candles started to rise.

"Castiel." Pamela said.

Dean's eyes widened and he looked at Danielle, it was the same name she had said after the incident at the gas station.

"No, sorry Castiel. I don't scare easy." Pamela said.

"Castiel?" Elle questioned, looking to Pamela.

"Its name it's whispering to me, warning me to turn back." Pamela explained.

Keeping her eyes closed and staying focused she said, "I conjure and command you, show me your face."

As Pamela kept chanting the same thing over and over, a vibration of energy flowed through the room and flames raised even higher on the candles.

"I think we should stop." Elle said, looking around.

"I conjure and command you, show me your face." Pamela continued.

"I think we should do what Castiel says." Elle said.

The table started to shake and Bobby agreed, "Maybe we really should stop."

"I almost got it, I command you show me your face." Pamela said.

Elle jumped in her seat as Pamela let out a blood curdling scream and her eyes started bleeding as a white light emitted from them.

"Oh my god!" Danielle yelled, as Pamela collapsed on the floor beside her chair.

"Call 911!" Bobby yelled.

Sam immediately took out his phone and called for an ambulance.

Bobby raised Pamela's head up and she opened her eyes.

She started to cry as she said, "I can't see."

~()~

After dropping her bags off in her hotel room, she headed next door to the room that Sam and Dean were staying in.

"How's Pamela?" She asked them.

"She's out of ICU, and stable." Sam explained.

"Yeah, and blind because of us." Dean said.

"And we still have no clue what we're dealing with." Sam continued.

"All we have is a name." Danielle said nodding.

"I don't like this." Dean said as he looked down to the book he had been trying to research in.

"I don't either." Elle agreed.

"So you've been hearing this Castiel thing talk since you were a kid?" Dean asked her.

"I don't think so… the voice I heard at the gas station was… beautiful, when I hear the talking in my head it's just whispers. It's really hard to understand what they're saying half the time." She tried to explain.

"And how come you can even hear these things talking?" Dean continued to press for answers.

"I don't know." She admitted sitting down on the couch beside him.

"What else have you heard the voices saying?" Sam asked his older sister.

"It doesn't make a lot of sense, but I've been hearing things about how the mission was successful but they didn't get to Dean in time." She said, looking between them.

"In time for what?" Dean asked.

"Before the first seal was broken." She said with a shrug.

"Yeah, but what seal?" Sam asked.

"I have no idea, I told you everything I know." She said with a heavy sigh at their prying questions.

"Okay, well… one thing is for sure we are keeping you the hell away from this Castiel thing." Dean said as he shut his book.

"Why?" she questioned.

"You can hear it talking, that can't be good." Dean explained his reasoning.

"Right, because I sat around and painted my nails while you guys were out hunting monsters and I'm incapable of taking care of myself." She said sarcastically.

"We know that you can take care of yourself, but Dean's right… you're the only one who can hear this thing. Maybe you have some kind of connection or something with it, I don't know. But we're keeping you away from it." Sam agreed with Dean.

"I am older than you, Sam. You don't get to tell me what to do. And for that matter, even though you're the oldest, you don't get to tell me what to do either, Dean." She snapped at them.

Sam and Dean exchanged looks.

"Screw you guys." She said, her green eyes narrowed at them.

Later that night she was still in her brothers' room.

She looked over to Dean who had fell asleep reading a book on mythology and Sam who was sitting at the table looking things up on his computer.

"Aren't you getting tired?" Sam asked looking at her.

"Uhh, not really… why?" She asked.

"It's just getting kind of late." He replied.

Arching an eyebrow she said, "Are you trying to say you want me to go back to my own room?"

He nodded.

"Tough Sammy." She said looking back down to the book she was reading.

He sighed heavily as he shut his computer and stood up.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"To get a burger… you want something?" He asked.

Sam was wanting to sneak off and see Ruby.

"No… a little late for a burger isn't it?" She asked, knowing he was hiding something from the way he was acting.

"It's not that late." He said as he picked up the key to the Impala.

"See you later…" She called after him as he left.

It was close to 20 minutes later when a high pitched ringing started to sound through the hotel room.

The television turned on and so did the radio of the alarm clock.

Scooting to the edge of her seat she looked around the room as the lights started to flicker.

"Elle, turn the TV down." Dean grumbled as he started to wake up and looked over to his younger sister.

"I didn't turn it on…" She said looking around the room.

The high pitched tone grew louder and Dean woke up more.

Looking around the room he quickly hoped up off the bed, grabbing a sawed off shot gun as he did.

"Where'd Sam go?" Dean asked her.

"Food run." She replied as she stood up seemingly unaffected again by the loud noise that was starting to hurt Dean's ears.

Dean covered one of his ears with his free hand and groaned in pain as the noise continued to steadily get louder.

Hearing glass crack, he looked to the mirror covered ceiling of the room.

"Elle, get down!" He yelled as he dropped the gun and covered both ears dropping to his knees from the pain.

The windows started to bust, and he looked up to see her standing perfectly still looking up to the mirror plated ceiling as it started to drop broken glass on them.

He wanted to yell for her to take cover again, but he noticed none of the glass that was falling was actually hitting her.

She just stood perfectly calm while everything glass in the room shattered.

Hearing the noise from his own room, Bobby charged into their room just as the noise slowed and then stopped.

"Dean!" Bobby yelled looking down to Dean as he still lay on the floor covering his ears.

Blinking and shaking her head, Elle looked over to see Dean was now standing and had blood pouring from both of his ears.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" She asked, rushing to her brother's side.

"That the noise you heard at the gas station?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah." Dean said nodding.

"Why aren't you all cut up?" Bobby asked looking at Elle.

"All the glass just fell around her, none of it touched her." Dean said.

Dean went into the bathroom, grabbing a washcloth he came back out to see his sister sitting at the table and bobby sitting on the couch.

"Did you hear the voice again?" Dean asked.

Elle nodded.

"Well?" Dean asked.

"It was Castiel again… he's just trying to talk to you. He thought you'd be able to hear him since he's the one who pulled you from hell." She said.

Bobby and Dean exchanged looks.

"Anything else?" Dean asked observing the way she was avoiding his eyes.

"Dean… what do you remember about being in hell?" she asked.

"I told you, I don't remember much at all." He lied.

She nodded, swallowing hard and glancing up at him.

"Why?" He asked.

"Just wondering." She said.

"I can tell when you're lying, Elle." Dean said.

"I'm not lying… I just… it's nothing." She said, shaking her head back and forth.

~()~

"Are you serious?" Danielle questioned as she looked back and forth between Dean and Bobby.

"It's just not a good idea, we're going to summon this Castiel thing and kill it. You can't come with us." Dean explained.

"And why not?" she asked, angrily.

"What was it you just said a few moments ago?" Dean reminded her,

"That I don't think we should kill, Castiel." She repeated.

"That's why you're not coming." Dean said nodding.

"I don't think he's evil." She defended.

"Why? Because you hear some beautiful sound when it talks and my ears bleed?" Dean asked.

"Because the presence doesn't feel evil, dean. And he pulled you out of hell. I think we should at least give him a chance to explain himself." She continued to fight with her older brother.

"No way. You saw what happened when I came back, everything was leveled, that took some major mojo, and it can't be good. Not to mention the TV and radio's popping on, never a good sign." He said.

"I'll call you when it's over, and if you talk to Sam tell him he's dead for taking my car." Dean said as he got in the passenger seat of Bobby's car.

She stood in the parking lot her arms crossed over her chest as she watched Bobby and Dean drive off.

A little while later she shut off the TV with a heavy sigh and grabbed some change from her purse and headed across the hotel parking lot to where the vending machines were located.

Danielle stopped walking when the streetlight above her flickered and died.

Her green eyes were wide and alert as she looked around but didn't see anyone else in the parking lot with her.

As she reached the vending machines she put her change in the soda one, and tried to decide what she wanted to drink.

The lights on the front of the machines all started to flicker and make a slight buzzing sound.

Spinning around her eyes widened as there was now a man with dark hair and blue eyes standing only a few inches away from her.

She tried to back away, but only backed right into the front of the machine.

Her eyes searched his face and she tried to think of something to say.

Finally she found her words and said, "What are you doing?"

"I wanted to see you… you were the only one able to hear me." He stated, his eyes intense as he watched her.

She looked side to side.

"What are you talking about?" She asked him, growing even more confused but not feeling threatened.

He slightly cocked his head to the side and looked at her as he spoke, "When I speak, you are the only one able to hear me."

She looked down at his business suit and tan trench-coat.

Leaning in a little she sniffed the air to see if he smelt like alcohol, but he didn't.

"Did you take something?" She asked, wondering if he had taken drugs or something.

"Take something?" He questioned back.

"Yeah… drugs or something? I can call someone for you if you need." She said, wondering why he was standing so close to her.

"No. I came here for you." He said.

Her eyes widened.

"Why?" She asked looking around and seeing they were still the only ones outside.

"I'm Castiel." He said, his eyes meeting hers as he spoke.

A/N - Thank you for reading, I really hope you all liked the first chapter. ^_^

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