Darkness, that's all that you could see. So vision was out of the question, hearing? Hmm Nothing. Touch? Well, you felt like you were in a box.. not just any box.. more like a wooden coffin…, Yep! That had to be it.. taste? Well you couldn't really taste anything, your tongue was literally like sandpaper. Water. You needed water, but where were you?
You pushed the top of the coffin.. It didn't budge. So you let your super ninja hunter skills kick in as you began to panic. You didn't have long until you would run out of air. You kicked the top of the box as hard as you could and created a hole. A shallow grave, you were in a shallow grave. Right off the edge of the road that you had died on. You aquired some scrapes and bruises as you shoved the clumps of earth aside. You were dead? Of course you had been. You literally were just being torn at by the maws of hell hounds, and sliced up by demons.
That's right. You killed Lisa in an accident, and your boyfriend loved Lisa more than he ever loved you, so you sold your soul to a crossroads demon, who had only given you a short amount of time. So how were you back exactly? You looked down at yourself, It surely wasn't Cas.. There was no burn mark on your body. There wasn't any shredded maul marks.. Only thin red scars that went down your abdomen that could have been signs of a past attack. You furrowed your eyebrows, and began walking. It didn't matter, you were alive now. Should you look for Dean? Nah probably living it up with Lisa, Sam? Well if Dean was living it up with Lisa it wouldn't hurt to go see Sam… So you began your trek down the stretch of gravel road. Soon you happened upon a library and began looking up Sam and Dean's aliases. You soon found that Sam was currently staying in an apartment, that you made your way to across town.
You knocked on the door, and readied yourself for the initial attack. Once Sam opened the door his eyes widened.
"Don't worry Sam. It really is me.." You began and grabbed a silver knife and cut your forearm with it. You took the cup of holy water he gave you and splashed yourself in the face, and then poured some salt on yourself.
"y/n?" Sam asked and then suddenly you were being squeezed by a big wall of Winchester. "Oh my God! But how?"He asked raising an eyebrow.
"You mean you didn't?"
"No, um."
"Where's Dean?" You ask feeling tears prick your eyes. "Is he here?"
"He was, he left roughly an hour ago." Sam replied. "He didnt make any deals with crossroad demons, he promised he wouldn't."
"Oh I know who he made the deal with, and it's the king of demons himself, a former crossroads demon." You mutter piecing it all together. "We have to find him Sam before it's too late!" You screech.
_With Dean one hour earlier_
"Just please, give me a week?" Dean pleaded to Crowley.
"A week, are you kidding me? I shouldn't even give you an hour!" Crowley cried.
"A week, and I'll do whatever you want for a whole year, a year to do with me as you please. I just want her!" Dean wagered.
"Anything I want?"
"Anything, you saw how deadly I was last time after just a few days, imagine months." Dean bargained raising an eyebrow.
"Okay fine, your little dove, for a year as a knight of hell. Sounds fair." Crowley smirked as the mark of Cain appeared on Dean's arm once more. "Do spend your time wisely with her, I am quite certain she believes you love little Lisa more."
~Two Hours Later~
Dean walked through the apartment door whenever he noticed something was off. He glanced around the crappy little apartment when his eyes landed on her. His breath caught in his throat, and he felt tears well in his eyes as he dropped the pie he was holding and slowly made his way over to you. He stood in front of you just staring as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world.
"y/n?" He asks softly.
"Dean?" You ask back feeling the tears build in your eyes too. That was all it took, and the dam broke. You both threw yourselves into the other's arms. Dean cradled your head as he smoothed your hair down and even though he wouldn't admit it. He cried.
"I'm so sorry baby! I didn't mean any of what I said! You, you are worth so much! I was just tired of losing people, and then I lost you!" He said as his voice cracked again.
"I'm sorry too! I shouldn't have done that. Hell was horrible!"
"It's why I made a deal with Crowley y/n. You, you were too bright, too beautiful for hell and I couldn't just let you stay there."
"How long do you have?" You asked crying wishing you would have stopped him.
"It wasn't your normal deal." He said rubbing his neck.
"Dean what did you do?!" You cried.