You've Run So Long, You've Run So Far

by DeathByOTP

Supernatural does Labyrinth. Dean is sick of having to babysit his brother all the time, he meets a mysterious man who promises to take care of his brother for him. Dean instantly regrets the decision and goes in search of his brother into the labyrinth. (A fanfic in which Dean is Sarah, Sam is Toby, Crowley is Hoggle and Castiel is Jareth.) I don't own Supernatural or Labyrinth

2. Into The Labyrinth

Dean stood on the outskirts of the labyrinth, it was barren and dusty and there was nothing else around aside for a few trees and stray weeds. Dean ran until he reached the outer walls of the labyrinth, he stopped in his tracks when he saw a sleeping form on the floor next to a small pond. The person on the floor was short, had a slight beard and had a scowl fixed on his face.

"Erm..." Dean cleared his throat," Excuse me..."

"What the bloody hell do you want?" The figure on the floor spoke in a thick British accent.

"I wanted to know if maybe you could tell me how to get to the castle in the labyrinth?"

"Bugger off"

"You're a dick."

"No, I'm Crowley, who are you?"

"Dean"

"So Dean what are you doing here?" Crowley spoke in a patronising tone.

"It's a long story but I have to rescue my brother, so do you know where the door to the labyrinth is?"

"Maybe"

"Well, where is it?" Crowley didn't speak, "I said where is it?"

"Where is what?"

Dean slapped his hand to his face, god was this guy annoying, "The door Crowley, where is the door?"

"What door?" A smug grin crept onto Crowley's face that made Dean want to swing for him.

"Ah forget it this is hopeless."

"Not if you ask the right questions."

"How do I get into the labyrinth?"

"That's more like it, you can get in over there." Dean began to walk off, "Wait you're really going in there, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I kinda have to." Dean stepped forward through the entrance and into the labyrinth, stone walls stretched out seemingly endlessly in both directions. Crowley stepped beside Dean.

"Cosy isn't it? So are you gonna go left or right?"

"They both look the same to me." Dean scratched his head in confusion.

"Well you're not going to get far."

"How would you know Crowley?"

"Sorry Squirrel just calling it like it is."

"Well which way would you go?"

"Me? I wouldn't go either way."

"If you're not gonna help me then go to hell."

"You know that's your problem Dean, you take too much for granted."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well consider this labyrinth, even if you reach the centre then you'll never get out again."

"That's your opinion."

"It's much better than yours love."

"Thanks for nothing Crowley."

Dean took one last look at Crowley before stepping forward into the labyrinth. He raised the back of his hand and wiped his forehead, he was sweating as he turned right. Crowley's voice echoed behind him but all Dean could think of was rescuing Sammy before it was too late.