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Chapter 10 - Not everyone likes to meet new people.

Deans POV-

Of course he was going to hurt me, it had only been a matter of time and I'd known that, I'd known that when I'd traded myself in for Sam. The truth is I was shit scared, not of dying, not even of the torture that Crowley had in store, but of myself, I hadn't been able to hold out in hell last time, how long would I last this time? how long would it be before I broke and then what? I would beg for Castiel to come and then there, that would be a torture not worth thinking about, watching demons hacking away at a defenseless, graceless Cas! And I would know it was my entire fault.

Crowley was holding me in a cell, it was in total contrast of my previous room, instead of being clean and relatively livable this was a dark dirty rat infested dungeon, my arms were shackled above my head and I was naked to the waist.

I heard footsteps, I could see Crowley approaching with another demon in tow, He was tall and muscular but he didn't look quite as menacing as the metal head Crowley had blown from existence.

'Ah Dean' Crowley greeted me 'Meet our guest Lachlan, the two of you are going to become... let's say better acquainted, Although you do both already have one past acquaintance in common, or should I say did.' His eyes flashed at me slightly as me, then continued ' This Squirrel is Alistair's little Brother'

My muscles tensed as my gaze fell upon what was still in essence a complete stranger, his smile was twisted, he reached out and slid his hand down my body then cupping my chin he bought his face close up to mine.

'So you're Dean Winchester?' His breath was vile, I tried to pull away repulsed but he carried on 'I'm going to have such fun my little flower, plucking your petals one by one' With that I felt pain like nothing before my whole body stung like a thousand needles were jabbing into me all at once, my body was on fire I couldn't breathe, All I could hear were my own pathetic screams, I tried to shut down my mind I would hold out for Castiel as long as long as my body and sanity would allow me to.

Sam's POV

We were in, it had took some doing and a whole lot of time but there had been a gap in Crowley's magic as cas had expected and we were finally in. I stared around the empty room; it looked pretty average slightly dodgy decor but not what I was expecting. There was however no sign of Dean.

'Crowley must of moved him, He may of suspected that we would try something like this, this whole thing could be a trap, it is probably best that we leave'

Leave! Castiel we can't just leave! I was beginning to feel hopeless; I'm not leaving him here any longer. Please do another search anything! Find out where Crowley has taken him.

'I need to take you back, this far too dangerous, Crowley will try any trick in the book to get what he wants and if he realizes that you are just my meat suit he will use damaging you as another way to get to me and torture Dean. It is not practical Sam you must see this.'

No! Dam nit! I want to stay I don't care, we're losing time, anything could be happening to Dean you don't understand. My mind kept flashing back to the metal headed Demon, I could still feel his body touching mine, his breath on my shoulder I could feel vomit rising in my throat.

'I do understand Sam; I have been able to see what nearly happened before through your thoughts'

I wasn't sure I liked that either, but I guess he couldn't help it.

'There may be another way you can help Sam, you managed to get into hell before to save Bobby's soul, I'm pretty sure if you try hard enough you will be able to find another way in of your own accord, hopefully Crowley will be distracted by myself and Dean. We could use the backup'

Resigned I could see there was no argument, Fine but one way or another we got to get Dean out! Sooner rather than later. In that instant I realized we were already back at the bunker, and standing opposite me was Castiel in his old meat suit.

'Ok Cas, you gotta go, I've got your back, I'll find another way in even if it damn near kills me' But Cas's eyes were glazed over, he stooped a little clutching his Head. His eyes screwed up like he was in agony, and then he came to.

'Whoa dude, what the frick? you ok?' His eyes were round as saucers and if I didn't know better I'd say they were misted up a little.

'It's Dean... I can hear him, Sam' He looked at me wildly 'He is in a lot of Pain, I have to go.'

The bunker fell silent. He was gone and I didn't waste a second in getting to the library.

End of Chap

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