Chapter Seven; Seventy-Two hours.

As much as they were angry with her they couldn't really say she was wrong. Her Dad had sold his soul to his brother, and her uncle had gone to hell to save his brother. They'd both done the exact same thing.
They were scared about whats going to happen. Hazel was in her room telling her baby brother fairy tales that everything was going to be alright.

After he fell asleep on her bed she walked back out into the main room. Alex and Clair sat with Sam while Dean was pacing the room and talking to Jody. She was in trouble and no one knew how to help her.
"Your an idiot you know that right?" Dean stopped pacing and stalked over her. She stepped back. He grabbed her shoulder's. "There's no going back - do you know what it's like to be Hell?" He growled. Hazel looked away. "Do you?" He roared.
"Dean," Sam said sternly but his voice fell on deaf ears.
"Do you? how could you be - be so stupid?"

Hazel flinched backwards. "Dean enough" Sam got up and put a hand on his brother's shoulder. Dean swore under his breath and left the room to get a beer.
"Say something" Alex spoke up. "You never talk - ever - please. Just this once talk to us" Alex said softly.

Hazel opened her mouth to say something but she no words left. She felt as if something was stuck in her throat. "He's my brother" She choked out. Her voice was empty, desperate, that even Dean felt bad for snapping at her. But he was just scared. That was his daughter and once again he could do nothing to help her. It was eating him alive.

Clair trotted down the stairs. "I've found something," Clair said once she reached the main room. All attention was on the blonde. "The king of hell holds all the contracts"
"We know that" Dean snapped.
"Shut up and Listen" Clair glared. "This means he choices which contracts go through and which don't. All we got to do is find him and force him to get rid of the contract"
"Which means Nate goes away with it" Hazel cut in.
"Not necessarily. If we find something on him and use it to renegotiate the terms of the deal" Clair suggested.
Sam thought for a moment. "Crowly's son, we could track him down"
"He could be anywhere. It would take to long. We've got less than three days" Dean retorted.
"What about his bones? you could just threaten to kill him. You already know where they're are"
"In England" Sam sighed. "The British don't like us at the moment" Dean recalled the British men of letters. That really wasn't something he wanted to get involved with.
Hazel thought for a moment. "Jody you're a sheriff. Can't you put a warrant out for his arrest?" She questioned. Having all police stations on high alert for him would make finding Henry a lot faster than just them looking for it.
"demons must know something that will get Crowley to do what we want"
"Demons lie," Alex spoke up. "We can't trust what they tell us"
"We don't have a choice" Dean responded.

Dean was impressed with his daughter's quick thinking skills. She was smart even though she did something stupid. Maybe, just maybe they could get her out of this. "I'll ask Castiel if he knows anything," Dean said and then left to go outside. Jody nodded. "I'll get right on that warrant"

Jody bid her goodbyes and left. Alex was left with Hazel to look after Nathan while Sam and Clair tried to find something on the internet.

Hazel sat with her laptop in her room on the floor. Nathan sleeping soundlessly on her bed. Hazel had stumbled across an encrypted website. It had a few questions before she could log on like;
How do you kill a Vampire?
A demon exorcism?
How to kill a werewolf
The weakness of an angel?
where are Roger found?
Hazel had answered them all right and now she found her self on a website that had a bunch of information on monsters and other hunter contacts.
She typed in ' Trying to get a friend out of demon-deal, any idea's'
Ten minutes had passed before she got a reply.
' You'll have to talk to the king of hell ' came her reply
' no that already, but if I'm to renegotiate the terms. Gona need something to black mail him '
' never thought someone had the balls to black mail the king of hell. um. I might know something. If you get something that it wants'
' a powerful weapon maybe? '
'Yeah...I don't know what' ' maybe a hand of God? '
' A what now? '
' an object touched and filled with power by God. But there's not a lot left '
' Where could I find one '
' i might be able to find one actually. When do you need it? '
'Like now or tomorrow'
'Oh'
'Yeah'
' I'm in Minnesota and I might have a lead in Chicago'
'South Dakota, Sioux Falls. What do you want in return?'
'we can discuss this later' ' I'm on my way now; (555) -'

Hazel took the phone number and saved it to her phone. She knew better than to trust strangers especially ones over the internet. But how much worse could it get? She'd already sold her soul.

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The drive was at least three hours. Taking that away from the roughly two hours she spent with her family trying to sort this out. She only had sixty-seven hours left.

"So how long does your friend have till the hell hounds get her?" The hunter she had met asked. His name was Rick Kendal. Hazel was on edge already.

"I have sixty-seven hours" Hazel answered

"Why wait this long?" Rick questioned gathering that it was her life on the line.
"The demon gave me seventy-two hours when I made the deal" Hazel answered. "So this hand of God?" they were parked in a car park across the road from a museum.

"It was a family heirloom" Rick answered. "My parents died and my brother sold it - he didn't know about the supernatural" Rick answered. "He sold to some porn shop it then got bought by the museum."

"What is it?" Hazel asked.

"a music box. It's gold with a lot of rubies"
"We're stealing it aren't we?" Hazel guessed.

"You got it," Rick said.

"Why are you helping me?" Hazel finally asked.

Rick bit his lip. "My dad did a few hunts with your dad and Uncle. You're a Winchester and the way this world is. It needs every Winchester it can get beside's your dad saved my life, I should re-pau the favour"

"Right. How are we going to steal it"

"We walk in. Take it. then we run to get in the car and drive" Rick said.
"Find a quiet place and we can summon the king of hell"

Hazel nodded and checked her phone. It had been on silent. A lot of miss-calls and a lot of messages. Most asking where she is, if she's okay and to come back. Jody hand't found the devil's son yet. She let out a shaky breath.

"You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be, Rick"