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Chapter Seven

Rachel's POV

As I got myself comfortable I started on planning my escape out of this madhouse.

It had been about two days that I had been living in this madhouse, however since I hadn't been out of my room I couldn't be sure of that information, and I was starving. 'My Hometown' by Bruce Springsteen was blaring from my Iphone as I waited till it struck midnight. I hadn't wanted to make an obvious escape in trying to escape the evening that I had arrived here; I decided to wait it out until they got bored of me. However, this had not been the case. There was always somebody bringing me food and either Felix or Jace came to my door to try and get me to come out; they were never successful.

I looked at the clock on my phone which told me that it was 11.55pm. I decided to get up out of bed and start to get ready for the escape plan. Even though I had planned the escape I had no idea about where I was going to go after, and if I was, successful. Maybe I would just head to the nearest place of civilisation and settle down there and hope that these people wouldn't come after me. I looked out of the window to see if my curtain/blanket rope was still securely fitted. It was a cliché way of escaping but I didn't want to risk getting caught trying to find my way out of a huge house like the one I was in now.

I went over and looked at the time again; 12pm. I took a deep breath and pocketed my phone and made my way back to the window. When the windows flew open I could feel the biting cold air whip around my neck; not the warmest night for having to flee for my life but, oh well, I couldn't have everything. With some difficulty I lifted my leg and was able to place it on the window ledge and then hoisted myself up and balanced myself while I turned around to allow myself to be in a better position once I started to climb down.

The wall was relatively slippery which meant some thought had to be put into where I was going to place my feet. Sometimes I did feel that I was about to fall but I was able to think quickly and place my feet in a safe place. I would say that the whole venture took me about 15 minutes to do but I couldn't be sure on that prediction. When I reached the ground I took off as fast as my legs could take me. I didn't have a proper look at my surroundings since I was so busy in actually trying to escape from them. I ran for quite a good distance, 30 minutes or so away from the house, before I stopped and caught my breath. I was in the middle of a wood with trees going as far as the eye could see. I could see some boulders that were placed a few yards away so I went over to them so that I could rest. Once I sat on them I looked back at where I had come from.

I could see a grand manor house but it was at quite a distance that I couldn't see the details of it. However, everything about it looked magnificent; whoever the owner was must be rich.

"That would be me my dear and yes, I am stinking rich." A voice said next to me.

I shrieked and quickly turned around to distinguish the voice. When the face came into focus I saw the handsome face of Mark Sheppard staring right at me. He wore a smirk on his face which told me that he probably knew exactly what I had been planning the whole time.

"That would be right, darling. I have to say that I'm impressed about the strategy of your plan. It would have fooled the most smartest of humans but I, my dear, am not human." Mark explained.

My eyes widen in shock, "What the hell? How are you doing that? Please tell me you're just guessing what I'm thinking."

"Afraid not, darling. It's one of the many gifts of being a demon. Mind reading."

"I don't believe you." I spat at him, refusing to meet his eyes.

"Oh, really? What a surprise. Ok, then why don't you think of something without any of my influence and I'll tell you what you're thinking. No tricks." Mark said, holding his hands up in some sort of surrender.

I nodded in agreement and then went back to thinking. A smirk grew on my face and my thoughts became bolder. I pictured Mark naked and in some very compromising positions; some with me and some without. If this was real then why couldn't a girl have some fun? It was Mark's turn to be surprised. His eyebrows shot right up and I could see a faint blush form across his cheeks. However, this was all over in a moment and his smirk was back in place.

"My, my, you naughty girl. Never thought you were that sort." Mark admitted, clearly distracted in what was going on in my mind.

I snorted, "You need to learn not to judge people by what they appear to be, then."

"Clearly. Now, let's get you back to the house, shall we?" Mark asked, holding out his arm for me to grab onto.

"I'm not going anywhere near that madhouse. I won't let you make me." I defied him, crossing my arms across my chest.

Mark sighed, "Look, we can do this the easy way where you walk with me into the house or we can do this the hard way."

"What's the hard way?" I looked at him warily.

"Well, you won't believe me if I told you. It's more of a show and tell kind of thing."

"Whatever, I'm not going to go and live with you crazy people. Seriously, you can stop acting like Crowley or whatever. It's just getting plain creepy." I said, looking around the place to see if there was anywhere I could run to.

"Acting? What are you going on about?" Mark asked, looking frustrated at me.

"We're in Vancouver, right? The set of Supernatural. You're Mark Sheppard, one of my favourite actors by the way, and you play the character Crowley." I explained to him, feeling stupid for doing so.

"Mark Sheppard? Darling, I think you're mixing me up for someone else. I'm Crowley."

"King of the Crossroads, I know. I've seen the show already." I said, sighing.

"How much do you know about me exactly?" Mark asked me, curiously.

"Crowley's real name is Fergus McCloud and he had a son called Gavin. He was born in the 1600s in Scotland. That's all I really know for sure." I said, shrugging.

Mark stared at me, "That's a hell of a lot of information. And you say you got that from a TV show?"

"Yes, the one that you're in now." I explained, becoming frustrated.

However, right after I said that Mark grabbed me on the shoulder and we were suddenly in my bedroom again. I glanced around in shock and then back to Ma- wait, Crowley?

"C-Crowley?" I asked him with a shaky voice.

"Was that all I had to do to get you to believe in me?" Crowley chuckled, walking to my window and dragging up my makeshift rope.

"Well, unless that was a camera trick, and I can't see any cameras around, then yes it was. No human could do that."

"Honestly, I thought it would be the mind reading that would work on you." Crowley said, smirking.

"It nearly did but then logic won out for me." I said, shrugging while going towards my bed.

"And what logic would that be?" Crowley asked me, raising an eyebrow.

"You could have guessed what was going on in my mind all that time."

Crowley chuckled, "Perhaps but you're thoughts were so loud that I couldn't ignore them so I couldn't have made them up either."

I smirked, "A girl can't help having a little fun when the situation arises, can she? Anyway, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Can't I be nice to someone at least? Since you know so much about me, which I would like to know how you do by the way, I thought that I should nice to you at least." Crowley explained, while making sure that my bed looked decent and that my curtains were on their hinges.

"Basically, you're going to use me as a bargaining chip?" I guessed and then commented, "You can use your demonic powers for that if you want."

"Thanks." Crowley muttered, and with a click of his fingers everything was back in order and then he turned to me, "With the information that you know I wouldn't want to use you as a bargaining chip; I'd want to keep you safe. So, I suggest you stay here for the time being until we sort this mess out."

I shrugged, "It's not as if I have anywhere else to go to."

Crowley looked as if he wanted to ask about my comment but he restrained himself and then said, "We'll talk more in the morning. Don't think you'll be getting away with not telling me your backstory. I'll want to know why you suddenly appeared in my house; even though it was a nice surprise to have that day."

I rolled my eyes, "Well, you're going to be disappointed with the answer but also unbelieving of what I'll tell you so that's just a warning."

Crowley snorted, "You're talking to the King of the Crossroads, love. I deal with the unbelievable. I'm sure your story won't be anything new to me. Now, get to bed and have a good night's rest. I'm sure that running away exhausted you out."

Just as he said that a wave of fatigue shot through me and I felt my legs give way. I must have started falling to the ground since Crowley was quickly at my side holding me easily.

"Demonic speed and strength do have their pros." Crowley said lightly, a slight smile forming on his lips, "C'mon, let's get you on the bed."

With ease he placed me on the bed and pulled on the duvet covers around me. He made sure that I was comfortable and then went to walk out of the room,

"Wait."

He turned around with a look that was both curious and surprised.

"Thanks for this. I know demons can be evil creatures and I could have easily been a hell hound's dinner tonight but… thanks for not killing me, I guess. You're a pretty good demon inside all of that armour." I said, sleepily.

"Silly girl, you don't know what you're saying. In a few weeks you'll be wanting rid of me. You'll hate me. Now, get to sleep. I'll see you in the morning." And with that Crowley walked out into the hallway and shut the door so that it swallowed the room into darkness.

It didn't take long after that for me to drift off into a sleep filled with supernatural creatures but their was one face that kept popping up in my mind and that was the demon's Crowley's. The last question that I thought before I fell fully asleep was How the hell was I going to survive this world?

Hello all! Happy Thursday! Who watched the SPN 200th episode this week!? I need to finish the last 2 mins of the ep (Don't ask why) but I watched the main but of it :) I thought it was a nice ep for the fandom - I didn't take it too seriously and I'm glad I didn't but I am missing my babies Cas & Crowley - hopefully we'll see them in the next ep :) Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Things will start to move faster than they have been doing and Rachel's story line will be an interesting one since she'll be able to discover hell and it's workings more. Please comment and tell me what you think of it! See you next Thursday for Chapter 8! Toodles! x