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Chapter 4. Failure

Demons fucking sucked. As if the mere presence of the demons wasn't making her feel sick enough, demonic teleportation actually made Louise dry heave when they landed in a dark room. Tom just smirked at her as she gagged and struggled to regain her balance and then he grabbed her by the upper arms and hauled her away.

"Let go of me!" Louise snapped, trying to get away from Tom and the sickening darkness inside his body. She punched him in the face but, undeterred, Tom simply punched her back harder. While she was dazed, he picked her up, hauled her over his shoulder and carried her away. Louise tried to fight back again but her world was still spinning from the teleportation and the punch and all she could do was moan piteously and try not to be sick.

By the time Louise managed to get her bearings, Tom had carried her into a larger room and dumped her on the ground, where she slumped against a pillar. Louise caught sight of Dean tied up across from her and the sight of Meg binding Sam to another pillar distracted her long enough for Tom to quickly lash her to the pillar behind her without her putting up a fight. Once he moved away, Louise tugged at her knots futilely but to no avail, though she didn't give up.

"So." Meg sauntered over to Louise, a wide smile on her face. "How about we have a little chat, Louise? A friendly conversation between two best friends?"

"I'd rather not," Louise spat as Meg kneeled down, straddling her legs. Louise tried to buck the demon off but Meg's smile just widened and she sank down fully on top of Louise's legs, pinning them to the floor.

"But I thought we were besties!" Meg said mock-sadly. Louise looked away, stiff-jawed, unable to look at the horrendous demon inside the blonde's body but Meg just reached out to caress her cheek and force Louise to look back at her.

"Fine," Louise bit out. "What do you want to talk about?"

"There we go!" Meg trilled, clapping her hands. "First off…" She brushed a lock of Louise's dark hair behind the brunette's ear. "Where'd a girl like you get such interesting powers?"

Louise remained silent. In response, Tom kicked her in the side.

"I dunno," Louise wheezed. "Mutant gene? Radioactive spider bite?"

"Cute," Meg said. "You know what I think, Louise? I think you're psychic. And a strong one at that – not a lot of psychics can actually see a demon's true form. Mostly, they're just limited to sensing."

"Strong psychic like you could be a lotta help to us," Tom chuckled. His smoke seemed to dance with glee, making Louise feel even sicker.

"Who says I'd ever help you?" she glared.

"Well, there are several ways we can go," Meg said, patting Louise's cheek. "We could threaten the lives of your brothers. But, as much fun as that would be, there's always a chance that they'll escape. Not to mention Sammy and his –"

"Meg," Tom growled warningly.

"What?" Louise was immediately alert. "Sam's what?"

"Never you mind," Meg smiled, patting Louise on the head condescendingly. "I bet you're just dying to hear the other option anyway!"

"Not really," Louise muttered.

"One of us gets back the security deposit on our meat suit and finds a new home." Meg leaned in so close that her mouth was just inches from Louise's. Her breath reeked of fire and sulfur and Louise tried desperately not to throw up. "You."

Louise stiffened in horror. Meg gave her another sweet smile and heaved herself back up to her feet.

"Of course, we have to wait for orders," the blonde said. "So you're safe for now, Lou."

"Don't call me that," Louise snarled. "Only my family can call me that and you're not family."

Louise hated feeling like this. When anyone else caught her, she was smart-mouthed and didn't let them push her around and fought back! But now? Now she was just a weak damsel in distress, using all of her energy to avoid being overwhelmed by the waves of disgusting evil radiating from Meg and Tom!

The sound of Dean groaning as he came around instantly caught their attention. Meg smiled at Louise one more time and crossed over to Dean and Louise took the chance to try and fish her knife out of her pocket to free herself. Tom sat down next to Louise and gave her a creepy grin.

"Having fun, sweetheart?" he said.

"Eat me," Louise spat, finally freeing her knife. Tom's grin just widened and he reached out and ran a hand down her cheek. Louise stiffened in disgust.

"I could," he said almost musingly. "It's not like I haven't done it before. I just didn't know you were that kinky."

Louise felt a wave of revulsion surge through her and nearly make her hurl then and there, something that always happened at the thought of sex. Louise didn't know what it was about her or why she was so broken but whenever she imagined herself in any kind of sexual situation, it was a surefire way to bring her guts up straight away.

"Only for you, babe," she snarled, fighting back her intensifying nausea and instead focusing on sawing at her bonds.

"Sammy! You're awake!" Meg exclaimed mock-happily. Louise immediately strained her neck to try and catch sight of Sam around Tom's body. "You hurt my feelings when you tried to leave! We hadn't even had a chance to hook up yet!"

"Sorry," Sam said in his 'bitchy' tone, as Louise described it. "You're a bit too evil for me. I don't usually date demons."

Meg chuckled before leaning in and planting a kiss on Sam's lips. Louise gagged, both at the sight of the demon kissing her baby brother and at the stronger waves of evil that were pouring off Meg at her delight.

"Why?" Louise said, shooting a poisonous look at Meg. "Why'd you come after us?"

"I thought that was obvious, Lou," Meg said innocently.

"Good work, you nabbed us!" Dean said mockingly. "Good for you! It's Miller time! But why don't you just kill us?"

"Boy, you two are dumber than I thought," Meg whistled. "You really think this trap's for you guys. Care to have a guess, Sammy?"

There was a moment of silence.

"Dad," Sam said quietly. "It's for Dad, isn't it?"

Louise's eyes widened. Of course! It was so obvious! But why? Was John closing in on what had killed Mary and Cathy? Were the three of them bargaining chips to try and force John into cooperating?

"Can I tell you three a secret?" Meg said. "Your dad is in town."

Louise exchanged stunned looks with Sam and Dean. Meg had to be lying! If John was in town then he would contact them! Wouldn't he?

"And Johnny boy lets his guard down around his boys and his baby girl," Meg continued. "He makes mistakes and tries to protect them. So he's going to run in to save you three and then everybody gets to die a slow, painful, extremely messy death. Everybody wins!"

Louise swallowed.

"You don't have much to say," she said hoarsely to Tom to try and distract herself from her racing thoughts. Her ropes were almost broken – just a few more minutes…

"Unlike my sister, I don't like the sound of my own voice so much," Tom snorted derisively. Louise raised her eyebrows.

"A villain that doesn't like to hear himself monologue?" she said dryly, ignoring the sound of Meg talking to Sam and Dean. "Pull the other one."

"I don't see the point," Tom shrugged. "Meg's the favourite. She gets all the fun stuff so she's got more to monologue about. I just get saddled with covering her ass and doing all the boring behind the scenes stuff while she goes and kills people and has fun. I can't even argue or Father flips his shit and a demon losing it isn't pretty."

"Ouch," Louise winced. Wait, was she sympathising with a demon? "I get that, man. All Dad ever told us was take care of Sam and protect Sam and make sure that Sam had what he needed. And then he left and Dad still expected me and Dean to follow his orders and handle all the shit stuff while he took down the monsters. We were in our twenties and he still treated us like children but heaven forbid we ever rebel and think for ourselves!"

They fell silent. Louise mentally cheered when her bonds fell away.

"Please tell me I didn't just vent to a demon whose presence makes me want to hurl," she groaned.

"Hey, I vented to a pathetic human," Tom shrugged. "I'll keep your secret if you keep mine."

"Done."

A sudden cry from Meg snapped Louise out of her semi-trance and she saw Sam leap to his feet. She smirked at Tom.

"Sorry, buddy." She kicked Tom in the face and rolled away, crossing over to Dean to free him.

"Get them!" Meg shrieked at Tom. Dean's bonds finally gave and Louise hauled her older brother to her feet.

"Come on!" she screamed. She, Sam and Dean sprinted for the exit of the room but Meg and Tom had recovered and, with a wave of their hands, the Winchesters tripped and landed in a huge pile. They quickly clambered to their feet, backing away from the menacing demons.

"Go!" Dean snapped.

"What?" Sam and Louise exclaimed together. "Dean, we can't –"

"My job's to protect you two! Lou, take care of Sammy! You got that?"

"But Dean –"

"Go!" Dean turned and shoved his brother and sister out of the room, just as Meg waved a hand to slam the door shut.

"Dean!" Sam and Louise yelled. Filled with adrenaline, Louise launched herself at the door and tried to kick it in but it just groaned and creaked. Another kick and Louise felt the wood begin to splinter. Just as she drew back for a third kick, Louise felt the demons' slimy presences disappear.

"No!" she shrieked. She attacked the door with everything she had, finally caving it in, and she and Sam forced themselves through the door and back into the room. Louise's stomach dropped when the sight before her confirmed what she'd just sensed. The demons were gone. And they had Dean with them!

"DEAN!"