Chloe POV:

The next couple of days were filled with pure Hell. Every night it was the same, reoccurring dream but with a set of their own unique twists at the end. One night, Dean's eyes turned to pits of black as ruby red rivers of blood ran from their depths. I was mortified, and it haunted me to the point where the real Dean couldn't even touch me without me flinching.

I overheard Cas and Dean talking as I pretended to take a nap:

"I don't know what to do, Dean. Each night, whatever is coming into her is putting up angel wards all over the place-- meaning I can't enter."

I could hear Dean sigh and imagined him combing through his hair with stressed fingers. "Well, what can we do? We can't just keep her up."

"Looks like that's the only thing we can do. Just until I can find another way."

I could feel their eyes travel to my body as I threatened it not to move, their eyes filling with doubt and worry. And all I wanted to do was make them stop. Stop their worrying. Assure them that everything was going to be okay. That I could handle it.

But that's it, I couldn't. I was starting to lose my ability of distinguishing my dreams from reality. And I didn't want to lose my image of Dean along with it. Especially not this way.

Moments later, I felt someone shake my shoulders lightly. Being the good actress that I am, I squinted my eyes, rubbed them, and asked what time it was.

"Six o'clock." Dean said.

"Wow. A full half hour of sleep." I chuckled pathetically. "This sucks."

Dean sat next to me and sighed. "I know, Chloe. I'm so sorry." His voice cracked as if he was trying to hold back his true feelings. In reconciliation, I started to rub his back and lean my head on his shoulder, telling him that it was okay and that I was alright.

He whispered, "I did this to you. I should've listened to my father, I'm sorry." He rested his head in his hands and all I wanted to do was hold on to him and never let go. I wanted to tell him that I was okay. That I'm still alive. Isn't that at least worth celebration? But I knew that those words just wouldn't work and that he wouldn't believe me.

I turned his face towards me, like he's done to me numerous times, and I kissed him lightly on the lips. "Everything happens for a reason, love. And whatever happens, we'll get through it. And you aren't doing this to me. Lilith is." I ran my fingers through his brown, soft hair and kept them there as I began to talk again. "Whatever happens, good or bad, I will never regret what we have, Dean."

He gave a weak smile and leaned over to brush his lips against my ear. "You always say the right things, Chloe Thompson." He kissed the crevice right behind my earlobe. "And you're so hot when you're right. I would take you right here if the angel weren't staring."

I looked up at Cas who seemed to be eyeing Dean which made me increase the distance between us.

"Sorry, Cas, I forgot-"

"Chloe, that's not Dean."

I stared at him in disbelief. "W-what? That's impossible I-"

"I can see his real face, or should I say 'her's'?"

Right then, his eyes turned to snow, taking the emerald green with them. I shrieked as I shrunk back into the couch, feeling Castiel's strong, protective embrace around me.

The demon started slow clapping with a smug look on his face. "Good job, Cas. Damn, and I was so close this time too."

"You'll never get her, Lilith." he replied with determination.

Lilith?! HERE?

The devil smirked. "See, and that's where you're wrong." he (or should I say she?) walked over to me and placed a menacing finger under my chin, which Castiel immediately slapped away. "It's your destiny, Chloe. And it's your choice." Her face moved dangerously close to mine. "Who's it gonna be? Me or your boyfriend hunter and his angel friend, here?"

The words flowed out of my mouth like venom. "I'll never join you, you illegitimate bitch."

"Ooh. Kitty's got claws. I like that." She started to examine her nails, which was bizarre considering she was in my boyfriend's body. "Did I mention that daddy comes in the package deal?"

"My... father?"

The corners of her lips pulled upwards, "Now I've got your attention."

"Where is he?!" I shouted at her, "Where's my father?"

"Oh, don't get your panties in a wad. He's safe and sound in my torture chamber." She eyed me from the corner of Dean's eyes and smirked wider. "What? Are you... disappointed with my answer?" She paused for dramatic effect as I looked away from her malicious gaze. "Good. Because this is my last offer. Come with me and see your father, or stay with them and witness the nightmares of Hell. You're choice."

"You don't have to listen to her, Chlo-"

"Oh, shut up already!" She groaned. With a wave of her hand, Castiel was lifted off the ground and flew right into the book shelf with extreme force. She returned her focus to me as my eyes stayed glued to Castiel's body. I was screwed. The two people who I trusted the most were now out of my reach, figuratively and physically.

Her eyes turned kind as she looked down at me again, smiling with a more compassionate splendor (which was just plain creepy to witness). "So, what's your choice, Chloe?"

"I...uh...I...." as soon as I was about to speak, John's voice resounded behind her.

"Vade, Satana, inventor et magisteromnis fallaciae, hostis humanae salutis-"

"Ugh, you again?! You Styles' are relentless!" But as she talked with power, "her" body twitched and spasmed at the words.

"Humiliare sub potenti manu dei,
contremisce et effuge, invocato a
nobis sancto et terribili nomine,
quem inferi tremunt."

"STOP IT! STOP IT NOW-" As she moaned and screamed at the sound of the exorcism words, black smoke started to shoot out of Dean's body and through the ceiling until the room was clear. With that, Dean's body collapsed, which John luckily caught and rested on the couch. He covered Dean with the blanket, and that's is when I started to see his true father-like qualities... which reminded me a lot of my dad.

"Thank you... by the way." I said hesitantly.

"For what? Doing my job?"

"Well yeah... but mostly for saving me..." I paused. "It's not as good of a saying now that I think about it."

"What?" he asked.

" 'Dreams do come true'. It's actually pretty frightening after what just happened."

"Yeah, I'll say."

I looked over at Cas who was still unconscious. So I went over and supported him by my shoulders and drug him to the recliner.

"You're brave, you know that?" John commented as I clumisly set Castiel down.

"For what? Shrieking and almost getting everyone killed?"

He paused. "Well... Cas is an angel so he can't die. In fact, he'll probably be healed in 5 minutes." I looked at him in confusion. "Angel thing." He confirmed. "But no, you're brave because you stood up for what was right, even though it felt wrong. Family is important but I'm sure you're dad is okay. I mean, you've had to have gotten your fighter spirit from somewhere."

"I know, but I can't shake the image of him being in a torture chamber." I responded.

He looked at me with complete seriousness. "Demons do lie, ya know."

I sighed. "Yeah, I know. But that lie was pretty well thought out. I mean, I can't seem to get the image out of my brain."

"I can help with that." A voice from behind me said. I turned around to find Castiel all fixed up and good as new, pressing fingers to my forehead.

"See, told you he would be back up in 5 minutes." John said.

"3 to be exact." Castiel retorted. "There, that one image of your brain has been removed. You can't imagine it anymore."

"Imagine what?" I asked.

"Exactly."

---

Just a half an hour after, Dean started to come to.

"Hey, Dean." I said, "Nice of us to switch spots for a change, huh?"

Instead of responding with his signature smile, he grabbed a hold of my hand and squeezed. His voice was still a bit raspy as he said, "We're getting tattoos. Tomorrow."

"What? I'm sorry... a...a tattoo?"

"Yes. Anti-possession tattoos."

What a relief. I thought he took a sure-fire shot from demon town to looney ville. "Oh, but Dean, don't you think it's a bit early for matching tattoos?" I smiled which he reflected with a lopsided grin of his own.

There he was. That was my Dean.

Notes

Wow-- I've been absent for a while! Sorry about that! I promise more chapters to come! Thanks y'all for sticking with me with this story! I really love it so far!

Sorry if it seems a bit rushed by the way :x It's 1 AM here ><<br>
RATE- 40 rates and I'll update by 6/25


Kaylani x