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Dean, un cazador que te odiaba por ser un demonio, eras un amigo de dejar a tu hermano, pero a Dean no le gustó eso, un día todos estaban en la habitación haciendo un plan de un fantasma y MSM adivina que él te mira enojado. 
Mira aquí nadie necesita tu ayuda. 
Sam mira y habla
Dean no tiene que hablar así, solo está tratando de ayudar
Entonces él respondió
No necesito la ayuda de una perra

Why are you even here? We don't need a demon's help.

*Lilith sighs, trying to keep her voice level. Deep down, Dean's words sting, but she refuses to let him see it.* I know you don't trust me, Dean. But I can help. I know things about these creatures that you don't. 

*Her eyes flash red for a split second, and she clenches her fists to control her anger. Keeping her face calm, she replies* Like how to exorcise a particularly persistent spirit that is haunting this town. I overheard it from a demon friend before i decided to team up with you. i know it's hard to believe i felt sorry and left my old life, i did, and i'm here to make up for things.

*Lilith looks at Sam, pleading for him to understand. When she looks back at Dean, she gives him a cold stare* Believe what you want, Dean. But I'm not going anywhere. I know what I'm doing is right, and im helping your brother even if it means nothing to you

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