A/N: This first of probably many deleted scenes takes place in "The Sacrifice" pre-flashback. I'd debated leaving this one in, but I took it out because I wanted to get "The Sacrifice" out sooner rather than later. Aline gets her hands dirty in this one, and she and Dean get into an argument. Just wanted to give a little heads-up before you dive into it.
Once they were a ways away from the imps, she sighed. "Anyway, about how I reacted earlier..."
"It's fine. You and Kevin got closer after all this started. Same thing with you and Sammy, if that's even possible. I get it, trust me."
Aline shook her head. "No. I shouldn't have reacted like that. I mean, I freaked out at you. I practically lashed out."
"But you're grieving, Ally."
She stopped and looked him right in the eye. "You don't get it. I've never lashed out at anybody when I was grieving. Not over my mom, Damien, Bobby, Ellen, or anyone else we've lost over the past eight years. Nobody."
"It's grief, Aline. People grieve in different ways."
Her voice raised to a shout. "You just don't get it, Dean!" She clenched her fists and shook her head. "Ya know what? Forget it. I'm sorry for freaking out on you earlier." With that, she headed into the Calcified Caverns alone, picking up Kushi's Thunder Brew.
"Hey, isn't this that babe Kushi's sake? Hm, there's still some left. But I'm not sure it'll be enough to take care of Orochi," Sam stated.
Hearing Dean running towards her, she did something she'd only done once in all the years they'd known each other: She ran away from him.
Right into a demon gate.
Inside the gate, a black imp appeared, back facing Aline. A small drum was on its back. As it turned around, she could see that most of its flesh was exposed, revealing a hide covered in a thick layer of black hair. It wore a tattered black shogun robe, its sleeves quite long. The katakana ho was directly on its face instead of the kana masks that other imps had, two fangs protruding from the sides of its mouth and a singular horn on its forehead. It beat the drum eleven times before screeching and beating it again.
The fight began. The black imp summoned four human skulls to float around it, which Aline took care of with two well-timed power slashes. Once it was vulnerable, she repeatedly attacked it with the Devout Beads, giving it no room to even do anything.
(Take it out. No mercy. None!)
She snarled as she switched to punching the imp until it was dead.
But she didn't stop. She just kept going.
(Punchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunch)
She vaguely heard a voice saying something, but it didn't register. Even felt a hand on her shoulder, but she yanked her shoulder out of it's grip, growling without looking away from the imp's unmoving corpse before resuming her beating.
(Punchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunc—)
"Aline!" she heard a familiar voice shout, grabbing her wrist.
She looked up to snarl at whoever grabbed her wrist (DON'T TOUCH ME!), but her eyes locked on Dean's tearfilled green orbs. The snarl died on her lips with that simple look. Dean pulled her into his arms as she shut her eyes.
"It's gone," he whispered. "It's gone, sweetheart."
Her arms wrapped around him, holding him close as she muttered repeatedly, "I'm sorry."