June 15th - 9 days into the peaceful gap


'' I'm telling you, Sam''

Deanna started, hopping on one foot. The same foot that was broken mere 3 days ago.

'' It doesn't even hurt anymore. Not a sting. ''

Samantha mumbled something incoherent in reply, eyes glued to the laptop's screen.

'' Yea,'' Deanna started, standing up straight. '' I might break my other leg and see how they compare. ''

'' Make sure to break both of them this time. ''

'' Oh ha ha. '' Deanna mumbled, collapsing back onto her bed.

Sam, with her eyes still on the laptop, was reminded by Castiella's hovering over Deanna on the night she broke her leg. Sighing, the younger sister leaned back in her chair.

'' I don't know man, maybe you were just being a wuss. ''

'' Oh Sammy. I have a boo-boo. Can you kiss it better? ''

The girl rushed from her bed, showing her index finger into Samantha's face. The younger sister simply slapped it away – causing Deanna to take a few steps back in a dramatic manner.

'' Oh no! You broke my hand! ''

Rolling her eyes, Samantha stood up and shrugged her jacket on.

'' You going someplace?'' Deanna questioned with her eyebrows raised.

'' Sorry mother, may I please depart? ''

The older sister stuck her tongue out in reply, wondering into the living room of the motel – a beer bottle in hand. '' Just stay safe and don't talk to strangers. ''


As she was driving out of the motel grounds, Samantha felt an ache in her chest – a feeling too deep to be related to any health issues. It felt wrong, deceiving Deanna like this. Leaving her out of meetings she ought to have been a part of…

But they didn't know anything for sure yet, right? What if she told Deanna now and get her all worked up, only for everything to turn out to be nothing? …Was she doing the right thing?

'' Samantha.''

Castiella's sudden voice made Sam jump.

'' Hey, Cas.''

The two remained in the parked impala, staring out at the surrounding woods. The silence remained unbroken as minutes dragged by. Eventually, with a sigh, the angel spoke up.

'' I checked the majority of hunter activity here and in some other countries. For now, all activity seems to be normal with nothing of interest occurring.''

''So, '' Samantha stared, ''the werewolf aggression remains unexplained?''

''Yes.''

Sam sighed, wondering about the next course of action. Was this it? Should they tell Deanna now? Or… Perhaps she should speak to –

'' I don't think it's wise, hiding all of this from Deanna. '' Castiella spoke up, fixing her eyes on Sam.

Nodding, Samantha agreed. '' Yea – I know.. I want to tell her too, Cas.''

'' Then let's g-''

''No. '' Samantha quickly cut in, placing a hand on the angel's arm.

As soon as Castiella's blue eyes fell on Sam's hand, the girl took her hand back.

'' Look – give me a day to sort out through everything and make sure that we're all in the clear… I don't want her worrying more than she should. She deserves a break after everything… As do you. ''

The angel's eyes remained on Samantha's face for minutes, searching for some sort of reassurance.

'' Okay.'' And with that she disappeared.


That night Samantha kept tossing and turning. She ended up arriving at the motel later than she had expected, which led Deanna to suspect her sister's hook-up wasn't a success.

'' Awh don't worry Sam, we'll get you laid tomorrow.'' She said.

However, the young Winchester's mind was in a completely different place. To make sure everything was actually okay, she had one last place to check. Where there's bad, there's worse.

'' Oh, Moose. Usually these aren't the types of calls I get a night. '' The black haired woman stood up tall - despite her small height – staring at her red nails.

Sam rolled her eyes, not really in the mood to play talk. She knew that she needed to be smart about this, to obtain the goal without revealing her intentions. Standing in a cool, dim and empty parking lot give an eerie feel to their already suspicious meeting.

Sensing the mood, Crowley let her hand fall in beside her in a resigned manner.

'' You're here to talk about the sudden lacking demon activity, aren't you? '' She asked flatly.

Well. The plan went out of the window.

'' How did you k-''

Crowley flicked Sam's words away.

'' Aren't you supposed to be the smarter one of your little imbecile duo? '' She sighed. '' What else would you be here for? Clearly not a booty call. This place, '' She gestured to the surrounding world, '' is entirely too peaceful for you to ask for help. Your little pet angel doesn't need saving either. Heaven is heavenly. For now. Yes, yes little puppet. Your intentions are beyond obvious. '' Crowley paused, looking around.

''However, for some reason Squirrel isn't here. Have a fight? Or are you just leaving her out of our secret meet-up?''

Ignoring the last half of Crowley's speech, Sam spoke up.

'' It's not just demonic activity. '' She started, perking Crowley's interest. '' Everything is quiet. Werewolves, Ghouls, Vampires… Even ghosts. There are a few strays here and there, but… '' Sam drifted off.

Crowley's frown dominated her face.

'' Everything? '' She questioned, anger flavouring her voice.

'' Everything. '' Sam answered in a questioning manner.

'' That bitch. '' Crowley spat, hands on her hips. '' She told me that the demons were the only ones that she'd need. I wasn't told about any change of plans! Demons working with ghosts? Werewolves? Sure! Let's throw bloody Shifters into the mix too! ''

The woman dressed in black began pacing, Sam's questioning eyes following each of her steps.

'' She? ''Sam asked.

'' Yes, she.'' Crowley spat, resting her eyes on Samantha for a second. Whilst pacing, her fingers went to her mouth and she bit on the nail of her thumb. There's still time. Crowley thought. The imbeciles and the angel…Surly they would pair up with the other three? Would that be enough to stop Her? To end Her? But why should anybody place any hope on the Winchesters and their pet angel? Why should she put herself on the line for them?

'' Crowley, who is She? '' Sam spoke up.

Crowley stared at her for a moment, deciding her next course of action. After the minutes of silence dragged by, she spoke up again.

'' Listen up moose because I won't repeat anything twice. For a start, you won't find anything in this dimension. She is bigger than anything you've faced before – trust me on this one thing. Even I don't know who or what she is – all I know is that she is powerful and wants to destroy her dimension. The plan was, I help her and she helps me. But working with… all of that wasn't a part of the deal. ''

'' So...Does the Queen of Hell have some beef with the Vamps and the rest of the shadow world? ''

In response, Crowley's blank expression stared at Samantha.

'' Oh, um, sorry.''

'' So, here is what we are going to do. We either do things this way or no way.

Since that bitch decided to double cross me – which isn't something done to me, for the record – we can play game. But, just to state the obvious, you're on your own. You, your sister and the pet angel.''