Rowena sighs loudly, letting Sam frogmarch her into the small room again. She knows his brother stands behind him somewhere and knows even more that when they let her go and disappear her chances of getting out of there will be much higher.
"Going to shove me in a room again- force me to do your bidding. You know it won't last. I'll get out, as I always do." She manages to bite out, chains heavy around her wrists.
"Shut up." Grumbles Dean. Sam gives a more eloquent response along with, Rowena presumes, what she has affectionately named 'pissy eyebrows'. Sometimes she wondered which of them was more female.
"No. We aren't just 'shoving you in a room again'," He opens a door and the witch rolls her eyes.
"No. Obviously not. That's not why you're pushing me through the doorway and-" The door slams shut, "-shutting the door. Great. Fun day out with the Winchesters- get locked in a cupboard." She shouts loud enough that they can hear. Sure enough the key turns in the lock.
"You aren't coming out until you sort out whatever issues you guys have with each other." Comes the tall one's voice through the door. Rowena turns, already knowing who else is there.
"Hello, mother." The boy doesn't seem too impressed either. It is somewhat pleasing that neither of them wants to be here.
"Hello Fergus." Then she tilts her head back to the door, shouts, "You do know that you've pretty much signed his death sentence." No reply. She faces the demon again.
"So. I presume this wasn't your idea." Fergus sighs.
"If it was moose and squirrel would be heads on sticks- add a bit more atmosphere to my private rooms." He grins tightly, lips pulled tight over teeth, eyes squinting in a very bad impression of friendliness, "Corrupted anyone lately?" His tone is conversational and Rowena snorts sarcastically, looking him dead in the eye.
"Been to hell lately?"
It is only a matter of hours before the brothers get distracted by another hunt and only a matter of minutes after that before Rowena and Crowley manage to escape.
Did they really think a mere lock would stop the King of Hell and his neglectful mother?