"Cas?" Asked Dean looking around as the beasts started closing in on him, Dean looked around more hoping to find his crazed friend in a trench coat. "Cas?!" Yelled Dean again hoping for an answer. An eariee silence. The only noises Dean could hear were the low grumbles of the beasts, and the crunching of twigs and leaves.
"Cas! Where are you?!" Still nothing, Dean runs his hand through his hair. "Goddamnit..."
"Well hello Dean… Long time no see…" Came a voice behind Dean. Dean looked around seeing the beasts back away. He turned to the voice. The man is slender, but tall, his hair is a light brownish color, but his eyes. Dean knew those eyes anywhere. Those eyes he came to fear and hate. Eyes that he saw faded as the life was drained out of them. Now those same eyes are staring at him. He thought he'd never see those hellish, yellow eyes ever again. Dean tried to speak, but all he could mutter was.
"You."
"Like I said, long time no see," Mocked Azazel who was now circling Dean as if he was circling his pray. Dean kept staring at him, not believing his eyes. Azazel looked him. Dean could almost feel those nightmarish eyes pierce him like a knife. "What an odd reunion this is… You here in purgatory with everything you ever killed. And most importantly you are completely," Azazel stopped circling him. "Defenseless as it looks like." With that the demon smirked.
Dean continues to stare at him. "I killed you, your-"
"Dead, yeah kiddo, where are you again? Purgatory, that's right. Purgatory is where we 'things' go to when we die, remember?" Dean backed away.
"Oh there's no need to be afraid of me, I'm the least of your worries kiddo."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, I forgot… You're not the smart one," Azazel sighed, turned his back towards Dean, and ran a hand through his vessels hair, . "Look around you Dean. You're in the lion's den… And the lion's wanna have some fun." He turned back to face Dean but only to find him gone. Dean could hear Azazel's footsteps getting closer to the tree he was hiding behind.
The footsteps stopped.
"Come on Dean! You can hide, but you can't run were I won't find you. I mean you only have so little to hide in." Azazel started walking away.
Dean sighed with relief once he couldn't hear the demon's footsteps anymore. "Come on Sammy, I need your help…Get me the hell out of here…"