A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's, so please don't sue me….Again thank you everyone out there for reading and reviewing as all of the support means a great deal to me!!!


Brooklyn slowly cleaned her body not wanting to miss any part of her body where his hands had touched. She felt dirty all over, like she was nothing more than a common whore or slut. Hot stinging tears mixed with soap and water as she rinsed her body clean. She yearned for Dean's warmth and touch against her skin, to feel his hands caressing her as his lips tasted her. Brooklyn hoped they would find her soon before Alexander could make her vanish forever.

"Brooklyn," the cold voice boomed.

Brooklyn shuddered as she knew it was Alexander. The demonic man jerked back the curtain revealing her naked body. She snatched the towel off the rack and wrapped it around her waist.

"You must finish getting ready for this evening my dear," his demeanor was cool and reserved unlike the feral possessive look that was in firm control but hours before.

"You mean get ready to be pimped out right?"

Alexander stood with a cold look in his eyes as he grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the shower while turning off the water.

"Understand something my dear I do not pimp out any of my emissaries as you so call it. I cater to a rather dignified clientele all of whom follow a very strict set of rules when under my roof. I take excellent care of my slaves tending to their every need and all I want in exchange is loyalty respect and obedience. And right now you are wearing my patience thin."

"Good, maybe you'll get rid of me and let me go."

Alexander chuckled seeing the fire in her eyes.

"Such fire you possess in your soul my dear. It's part of what draws me to you. But I will not be letting you go as instead I have greater things planned for you."

Brooklyn stared at Alexander feeling his fingers trace along her jaw and neck then along her collarbone before peeling away the towel. She stood there shivering unable to make her body work and could only follow Alexander with her eyes as he summoned a female servant inside.

"See to it she is properly dressed and ready within one hour or you know what will happen," Brooklyn watched the terror briefly fill the young girl's eyes before she bowed her head and went to work. Alexander turned to Brooklyn and brushed his lips past hers.

"As for you my fiery one, let Elizabeth get you ready for the gala or she will be punished for your disobedience."

Brooklyn looked over sympathetically at the young girl who appeared to be no older than 16. She was dressed in a simple pair of khakis and solid shirt. Brooklyn stood there allowing the girl to dry her body and hair off.

"He talks about you quite a bit you know."

"What does he say about me?" Brooklyn gently asked.

"How he cannot wait to show you to the others and how you're the one."

"What do you mean the one?"

"Well he has been around for a very long time and he's been so alone until you. You're the one he wants."

"Uh I got news for Alexander but I've got someone."

"Yes Dean Winchester."

"How did you know that?"

"Because Master wishes him dead," Elizabeth said plainly.

"NO!" Brooklyn cried out.

"Shhhh you must keep quiet. Master has spies all over this house. If he hears us he will punish me and you. So please don't say a word to him?" Her green eyes were begging Brooklyn to keep this between them both.

Brooklyn sadly nodded and let the girl continue dressing and getting her ready. The dress slid up her sides with two long cuts on either side that reached her hips. It was a beautiful silver gown that brushed along the carpet. Two spaghetti thin straps held it up as the thin material clung to her body. Elizabeth guided her towards the vanity where she worked on her hair.

"You have really beautiful hair," the young girl whispered.

Brooklyn forced a weak smile and felt the tears welling up in her eyes. Dean also loved her hair, loved running his hands through it and playing around with it.

"Thank you," Brooklyn whispered back.


Alexander entered the room to see Brooklyn standing in the middle dressed and ready. Her hair was tied back showing the defined features of her face and neck. The dress brought out her rich silver eyes giving her a more exotic appeal.

"Elizabeth you are dismissed," Elizabeth flashed a quick smile to Brooklyn before taking her leave. Now it was just Brooklyn and Alexander. He approached the hunter seeing her body was tense and stiff. He hoped tonight she would become more relaxed once she knew this was her place now.

"You look beautiful," he leaned in kissing her softly. Brooklyn just stood there as he pressed his lips to hers. She could see he was dressed in a crisp new tuxedo and his hair was now shorter.

He took her arm gently guiding her towards the door and out to where the crowds were gathering for the evening.

As she walked down the hall she saw Jacob being escorted by Daniel. Daniel was dressed in a tuxedo but Jacob was dressed in an expensive suit with blue silken shirt open to reveal his perfectly chiseled chest. Their eyes met briefly but Brooklyn saw the heartache in his dark pools before he looked away. Her heart went out to him as he was just a teen, still growing yet here waiting to be used as some toy or object for whatever vile desires these sick fucks had.

Brooklyn knew if she stepped out of line one of the servants would be punished and she couldn't let that happen. Alexander had her right where he wanted her.

With a heavy heart she let him lead the way as the commotion become louder beyond the two tall wooden doors. He paused and turned to face the clearly agitated woman.

"Now my dear, don't be so sad and withdrawn. I want you to stand tall and impress my guests or someone will suffer for your missteps."

Brooklyn forced back the tears and blinked the visible ones away as Alexander opened the door to the balcony. Keeping her chin high, she scanned the room seeing a spectrum of society's elite. She took a deep breath to keep her nerves still as Alexander addressed the room.

"Good evening ladies and gentleman! Tonight I bring you all here to present our newest arrivals and my newest and most prized slave, Brooklyn DeTaurius."

A hushed silence raced through the group at the name.

"She's the descendent of Markus DeTaurius!"

"I heard her father was the archangel Gabriel."

Brooklyn could hear every single word loud and clear along with all the scents and odors that carried though the room. She thought she was going to fall ill but the hunter struggled to keep her composure knowing the servants depended on her.

Alexander took her by the arm and guided her down the stairs so the crowd could get a better look at his treasured slave. One by one they touched and some breathed in her scent. Vampires, shape shifters and mere humans mingled with one another. She had to allow them to touch and run their fingers over her body and through her hair as she could only stand there and allow them to paw at her.

Alexander watched as she stood there letting them all get a chance to gaze upon her. Slowly she was breaking down and turning subservient to him. Soon the offers started coming in. He would let them taste her blood and flesh but only he could have her body and soul.


Dean and Sam pulled into the abandoned building, a new one as the other location had been compromised. Sam knew his brother was pissed to say the least that Hendrickson had found them once again. It was just another obstruction to his finding Brooklyn.

"Dean…." Dean marched off wanting to be alone. Sam just stood there watching as his brother leapt from rail to rail until he vanished through a busted window. He retrieved his stuff and decided to place a call to Ash.

"Talk to me."

"Ash hey it's Sam."

"Sam! I thought you bought the big one!"

"No not yet but Hendrickson found us."

"Shit! Alright tell me what ya need."

"I need to know who owns the building at 913 Lake Shore."

"Got it," Ash punched in the address waiting for his computer to pull something up.

"Alright says here the owner was the Ellicott Investment Corporation. Sounds like a dummy company to me. I'll do some more digging and call ya back."

"Great thanks Ash!" Sam hung up just as Rufus pulled up. He waved at the trio as they hopped out of the truck. Jimmy appeared slightly shaken.

"We ditched the 5-0 back in the woods somewhere. How about the bird?"

"Got to downtown and hid where the chopper couldn't follow. I imagine Hendrickson is fit to be tied to say the least."

Rufus chuckled and looked around, "Where's Dean?"

"He needed some time to himself," Sam slowly drawled out while looking away.

"Dean's pretty upset huh?" Jimmy asked cautiously.

Sam nodded his head and returned to his laptop. Caleb pulled the damaged chip from his pocket and slid down beside Sam.

"I found this back at that warehouse. It's damaged but maybe we can find something."

Sam plucked the chip seeing it could still possibly be saved.


Outside on the roof Dean sat with his knees hugging up against his chest. There was a hole in his soul one that only Brooklyn could fill with the love she held for him. But with 5-0 and Hendrickson out there finding her was going to be harder than ever. He slid his hand inside his pocket and held out the ring he was going to give her. He wanted to wait until the time was right after they had left Chicago but now he would have to wait.

"I will find you Brook and Alexander will pay for what he did," his hand closed up and around the small band before he slid it back in his pocket. Taking one last look at the stars above he headed back inside as Rufus and the others had finally arrived.

The watcher in the woods observed the werewolf leap back inside to where the other hunters were. Pulling back the night vision binoculars, he slid his phone out and punched in the numbers.

Daniel felt his phone ring and he excused himself to answer it.

"Yes," he said in a low tone.

"I have Winchester in sight."

"Excellent. But are the other hunters there?"

"Yes unfortunately."

"We can take them all out at once. Tell the others to be on standby."

"As you wish Daniel," the connection went dead.

Daniel replaced his phone and plastering a grin upon his face went back to join the gala.


Sam and Caleb were attempting to repair the damaged chip when Sam's phone went off.

"Ash whatcha got?"

"I was right, that company listed is a front. The person listed as the owner is Daniel Chase but I think again that is another front. But the guy is a real person. He was a Marine in the first Gulf War and got honorable discharge. After being discharged he ran his own security firm briefly before selling it and vanishing off the face of the map."

"You think this guy's working for whoever's running the show?"

"Oh I would say that is a huge positive! It also says here that he's connected up the whazoo. But his parents were facing bankruptcy and some mysterious benefactor turned up and paid off the mortgage and other debts setting his folks for the rest of their golden years."

"I'm willing to bet that someone is the same bastard that has Brooklyn."

"Count on it Sam. I'll call back when I find more."

"Thanks man," Sam hung up as Caleb managed to find a few files not damaged.

"We're in! Look here there's several places in Wisconsin listed and one has some kind of gala going on tonight!"

"Well let's get moving!"

Dean bellowed as he jumped down from the last rafter.

"Dean's right now that we have Hendrickson and the 5-0 on our asses we need to be as far away from them as possible."

"I don't think so gentlemen," a voice called from behind.

Detective Drycoff stood in the doorway with his gun trained on Dean.


How did Drycoff find them so fast? And what will happen at the Gala? Next update soon!!! I am on a roll tonight!!!