Told ya'll I'd do my best to post today! It's a ridiculously busy day so I'm surprised I got this up. I almost ran out of time (concert tonight) but I powered through for you! Here's the final chapter guys!

Marzel awoke to the familiar, bone chilling screams of horror.

"No!" His shouts blended with the symphony of cries of pain and pleadings. One scream piqued his interest. It wasn't one of a broken man.

"Dean Winchester." Marzel eyed the young man hanging from the rack still glistening red from that day's injuries. "You'll never guess who sent me down here."

Dean lifted his head, and Marzel could still see a glimmer of hope in the man's eyes. That wouldn't do, no, not at all.

"G…Good for him." Looks like they didn't rip out his vocal chords today.

"Maybe for him, but not so much for you. I'm pretty upset with him right now, and I'd love to get my hands on him," He picked up a razor blade. "But I guess you'll do."

Marzel saw the fear Dean tried to hide as he taunted him with the blade. "Lucky for you though, I've got a meeting."

He strolled his way through Hell like he owned it. It was home after all. He made his way to Lilith's equivalent of an office. Whenever she wasn't upstairs wreaking havoc, this is where she would be. Being the first demon meant she could come and go as she pleased. All the other demons envied her for it.

Marzel entered and spoke up shakily. "Lilith?" Even though he would do anything for her, she still scared the crap out of him.

Lilith shot her head up with a fire roaring beneath her eyes. Even in the body of a child, she had the fury and rage of a thousand years.

"What do you want, Marzel?"

"Uh, S-Sam Winchester. I- we… had captured him but he… he sent me back here."

Lilith waited for him to continue. "And?" She prompted hastily.

"Well he… he didn't even mean to… I think. He's getting stronger."

"What do you want me to do about it?"

Marzel swallowed. "He should be taken care of… Before he gets too powerful."

Lilith strode over to him and looked up at him. "So, you're telling me that because you and your friends can't take care of one little human, you want me to clean up your mess? Is that what you're saying?"

He began to back away. "Please, I'm sorry! We didn't know what he was capable of!"

Her face turned sweet as she reached for his hand. "It's okay, Marzel, I understand. Where is he?"

Marzel sighed with relief. "As far as I know, he's still in an old barn in Topeka, Kansas."

A loud crack echoed throughout the room after a sharp twist of Lilith's wrist. The demon crumpled lifelessly to the floor. "Thanks for the info. You get that, Ruby?"

Ruby stepped out from the shadows and glanced down at Marzel's unmoving form. "Barn, Topeka, Kansas. Should I take care of it now?"

Lilith nodded. "He can't be allowed to know the full extent of his abilities. Wouldn't want him to kill me ahead of schedule. You find him, and make sure he doesn't find out just what he can do, yet."

"How exactly?" Ruby asked.

Lilith gave her a sneaky grin. "Keep him distracted."

Did you know that demons could cause you pain just by touching you? Neither did Sam, at least, not until they showed him.

Chrystabel apparently wasn't too happy about Sam sending her little demon attack dog back to Hell.

She came in after she heard the distressing calls. Normally she wouldn't have been worried, she was expecting to hear those noises. But then she realized, it wasn't Sam making them.

The first thing she saw when she reentered the room was Marzel's body completely lifeless without a demon to occupy it anymore.

"NO!" She ran over to him and cradled him against her chest. It didn't take long for the rage to settle in. Chrystabel shot her head up at Sam, whose nose had blood trickling down his unconscious face.

"How about a little wakeup call?"

She raced over to Sam and threw her hand on top of his bleeding chest. After muttering a few phrases in Latin, Sam's eyes snapped open accompanied by a blood curdling scream.

Once Sam realized what was happening, he slammed his mouth shut to stop himself from screaming anymore, but there was no hope at holding back the tears that sprung from his eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity, she took her hand away from him. Sam took heavy breaths as the pain slowly receded. Chrystabel grabbed his chin and turned him towards her.

"That's for not screaming for me earlier. This," she put both her hands on either side of Sam's head. "Is for Marzel, you son of a bitch."

The pain was most intense in his head, but it surged throughout his entire body. His muscles switched back and forth between locking so tight that it put a strain on him, and flailing wildly. Finally, the screams came.

Chrystabel waited a while longer, relishing in Sam's broken cries. She eventually pulled her hands back, and Sam was out of energy to gasp, he barely had enough to breathe. Listening to Chrystabel was a lot easier than looking at her, but he somehow managed to do both.

"I wish we could've spent more time together, Sammy, but I know Marzel's dying to see you down there. I wouldn't want to keep him waiting." She grabbed the biggest knife from the tray and turned it in her hands. "See you in Hell, Sam Winchester."

Just as she was about to plunge to blade through Sam's heart, the barn door swung open. The figure under it made Chrystabel's blood chill with hatred.

"Ruby." She spat. Chrystabel took note of the excessive amounts of blood spattering Ruby's clothes. She then concluded that almost none of it was hers. "How did you find us?"

"I'm not the only one ignoring Lilith's rules. There's more of us than you think, and they're a lot closer than you think too."

Chrystabel shrieked and charged towards Ruby. "None of them would betray me! They're all loyal, unlike you, you little-" She was cut off as a sudden sting and warmth in her stomach made its presence known.

Chrystabel looked down at the knife newly embedded in her abdomen. She hadn't even seen Ruby throw it at her. Chrystabel fell to her knees as she felt the blood rising in her throat.

Ruby casually walked over to her and gripped the hilt of her very special knife. "By the way," Ruby twisted it and Chrystabel's face sparked orange and she dropped to the floor. "Your buddies dropped this."

Sam hear the door crash open followed by muffled voices. One of them stopped abruptly and the sound of footsteps coming toward him made him anxious.

"No, no! Please, not again!" His mind screamed as someone loomed over him. The panic subsided as his focus returned and he recognized the figure above him.

"Ruby?"

She reached for the bonds that held his wrists and she eyed his chest.

"You're a mess." She stated as the bonds fell loose.

Sam groaned as he slowly brought his injured arm down. "Yeah, common side effect of being tortured."

Ruby didn't laugh. She just took note of his other injuries and asked, "They do anything else?"

Sam scoffed. "Besides all this and shooting fire through my brain, no. Since when can demons even do that?"

"Lilith gave some of her most loyal new abilities." Her eyes caught Sam's nose still caked with dried blood. "What happened there?"

He brought a hand up and rubbed away the blood. He sighed in disbelief as the recounted the events.

"I… I sent one of 'em back to hell. I… didn't even try. How did that happen? And how did you find me?"

Ruby chuckled. "Guess you really were out of it. One of them was helping me out and let me know where you were. As for you powers," She huffed out a sympathetic sigh.

"Man, am I a good actress or what?" She congratulated herself. "I don't know. You're getting stronger, soon you'll be able to kill Lilith." "Too soon with the way things are headed." "But for now, let's just get you fixed up."

She put one hand on his injured arm and the other over his chest. She recited a Latin incantation and Sam's wounds began disappearing.

Sam put a hand on his chest and rubbed the phantom pain. "Thanks." He sighed deeply. "I just… I don't understand how I did that."

"Shh." Ruby hushed as she stroked his face and tucked his hair behind his ear. "You can forget about it now." She slowly pressed her lips against his. She inwardly smiled as she felt him surrender to the kiss and press himself further against her.

"That's it, Sammy. Forget all about it."

I didn't originally plan on have Dean in this at all, but that one little scene just kept gnawing at my brain, and I finally let it out. Plus, it's another excuse to write some more creepy demons. Gosh, I'm weird… Again, I posted this pretty quickly so sorry for any mistakes. I'll edit them again when I'm in less of a hurry. Hope this helped kill some time before tonight's episode. Carry on my wayward sons!