Ok, so I know I said I had a lot of work heading my way, so I wrote this ahead of time so you guys could still get your fix. I hope you all liked the orginal chapter, I wasn't sure if it worked or not... Fingers crossed it did. I just wanna say a big thank you to everyone who keeps reviewing it lets me know I'm heading down the right road with the story. Ok a quick note about this chapter. I tried to stick to the story but yeah there really wasn't that much I could do with it, so that's why this chapter is a little shorter than normal... sorry guys. I hope you still enjoy it anyway!
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It had been days, maybe longer since Crowley snatched me from the warehouse and used me as bait to get Channing to come to him. I was beaten badly, broken bones, and cuts decorated every inch of me at one time or another during my stay with Crowley. That wasn't so bad, not really, because my wolf side could heal it all. Every scratch, every broken bone. Well almost every scratch... I had a silver bullet lodged in my spine, it had done some pretty nasty damage already. I had lost all feeling in my legs and I was still bleeding from the wound, it made me weak and pretty much useless, which I hated.
Then there was Channing, like an idiot he showed. And boy did Crowley take full advantage of that. Daily I was strung up in front of Channing and beaten. It was Crowley's method of getting Chan to talk, I guess you could say lucky he hadn't talked yet. Chan seem to know where Purgatory was or at least how to get there and that was a whole new level of scary I didn't want to touch at the moment. All I really wanted was to get the bullet out of my back. I was sure if both me and Chan charged the place with our wolf powers we'd be able to get out, at least far enough away to call for help. But in my weakened state, I wasn't even sure if I could get out of this alive.
"So I was thinking when we get out of here, drinks and movie?" Channing joked, he was in the cell next to me. I smiled, if it wasn't for him I think I would have crumbled a long time ago.
"Sure, as long as it isn't a chick flick or a horror film!" I shouted back shaking my head.
"Agreed, but no way am I sitting through another Fast and Furious!" Chan laughed.
"Hey it wasn't that bad!" I shouted back resting my head against the cold walls, it helped with the pain in my back.
"It really was!" Channing joked and we both laughed. We fell silent and I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. This is all my fault, I got us in here, I got us trapped. I should have just run, something, called for the guys, anything... damn it I am such a fool. We're not going to make it out of this one alive, no way. A tear ran down my cheek and I wiped it away sighing softly to myself.
"You've gone quiet! Stop thinking!" Chan shouted slamming his hand against the cold wall.
"Who said I was thinking?" I smirked as I felt the guilt roll in my stomach. Sure I tried to act like everything was fine but it really wasn't, no matter how much I pretended.
"I can hear it in your voice! Come on Megan, it's not so bad. You know we'll get out of here. Both of us!" Channing shouted back. I couldn't answer him, I honestly believed we were screwed.
Payton's P.O.V
So I roughly knew where they were. It wasn't enough, and I had no clue as to where to find Megan or Channing. I knew the longer she stayed with a silver bullet in her back the worse it would become. I sighed taking a deep breath and closing my eyes. I searched Heaven and Earth for Castiel. If anyone would have the power to find them, he would. I searched the whole of Heaven and couldn't find him. It was a little weird since it was next to impossible to tear him away from up there lately. I sighed and tried to search Earth, sure enough I found him with the Winchesters no less. I grinned and blinked. When I opened my eyes I was stood in a worn down house, Cass was watching... well I think it was Porn and the boys were reading at a table.
"Ok, this wasn't what I was expecting you to be doing bro and now I feel slightly awkward." I joked turning to the guys. "You're letting him watch porn in the same room? What about the rules?"
"No, he... he just started watching it." Dean groaned shaking his head.
"It is very complex." Castiel pipped up still watching the TV.
"Uh huh!" I said and gave the boys a worried look.
"Cass turn it off!" Dean barked. "What are you doing here anyway?" Dean asked walking over to me. Me and Dean, well we didn't get on so well. In fact it had been said that Dean may have hated me... a little. You know in the old, I see you near me again without a good reason you wont be breathing again kinda way. Which actually wouldn't matter to me since I didn't breath but I didn't point that out. I had no intentioned of making things more strained between us.
"Megan needs your help." I said plainly and Cass turned to look at me confused.
"What? Why? What's happened?" Dean asked instantly sounding worried. I knew he loved Megan, all of Heaven knew it. It was one of the things I intended to help flourish if I got my way.
"I, I'm not sure. Look Cass I need your help. I need to find Crowley – fast." I said firmly looking at my brother.
"I can not locate him." Cass said looking at me from the sofa.
"You haven't even looked!" I yelled and took a deep breath running a hand through my hair.
"What's Megan needing help got to do with Crowley?" Sam asked plainly looking up from the table.
"Like you care." I muttered and Dean glared at me. "She's... Crowley's got her. Used her as bait to get Channing. He wants the location of Purgatory." I said looking back at Cass.
"Raziel, I am unable to locate him. We are also trying to find him." Cass said plainly.
"Wait, wait wait! What do you mean use her as bait? Why didn't she say when she called? Why hasn't she just wolfed out and broke out? What aren't you telling us angel boy?" Dean asked firmly. I felt everyone's eyes on me and I shook my head.
"Dean," I said softly turning to him. He had a right to know, but I didn't want to upset him more than he already was.
"Damn it Payton! Tell me now!" Dean growled getting hold of my open shirt. Sam stood up and walked up to his brothers side placing a hand on his shoulder. Dean pushed me back a couple of steps while he continued to glare at me. I looked at Cass for help.
"She's got a silver bullet in her back, she's lost the feeling in her legs. We need to find her now brother." I thought to Cass.
"You must tell Dean, he will not aid you otherwise." Cass thought back and I sighed heavy before looking back at Dean.
"She's hurt, pretty bad. That's why we need to find her ASAP." I said softly. I saw the second where the information sunk into Dean. The fear in his eyes for that second and then he went straight back to Dean Winchester, hunter killer bad ass mother fu-
"Is there anyway to track her or Channing?" Sam asked softly. Soulless Sam was big talk in Heaven, half the army on Castiel's side wondered if it was a good thing to even let him live. They soon got told to keep stum. I may not have been the kids biggest fan, but I knew Megan cared for him, so I had to keep an eye out for him. In heaven at least.
"Tried it already, best I got is a rough location, but it's too big to narrow down to possible locations." I sighed pulling a map out of my back pocket. Before anyone could talk someone knocked on the door. Dean pushed past me and opened the door letting a bold guy walk in, Samuel Winchester. He smelt like a hunter but there was something about him, I couldn't put my finger on him, I just knew not to trust him.
"This what you boys do, sit around watching pornos with angels?" Samuel asked looking at the TV and Cass, who by this time had turned back to watch the TV.
"We're not supposed to talk about it." Cass said dryly as Sam turned the TV off.
"Why are you here, Samuel?" Dean sighed looking at the older man. There was a clear tension between the three men in the room and thankfully for once it wasn't aimed at me.
"It's what Mary would want. Now, this is what I know. Whatever we bag ends up there." Samuel said showing us a map with a location marked. The location was within the area Channing had narrowed down for me. "That's where he tortures 'em, interrogates 'em, I don't really know. Only been outside the places, but it's a death trap. Nothing gets in that Crowley doesn't want in and nothing gets out, period."
"Well, thanks." Dean said taking the map.
"I wish you wouldn't do this." Samuel sighed and headed for the door.
"Come with us." Sam asked and Samuel paused at the door turning back to face us all.
"I may be soft, but I'm not suicidal." Samuel replied before walking out of the room.
"Well he seems like a douche." I said plainly and Dean smirked. "Why are you guys going after Crowley if you didn't know about Megan?" I asked folding my arms over my chest.
"I want my soul back." Sam said plainly. I nodded slowly and glanced at Cass. "What?" Sam asked looking at me.
"Nothing, I didn't realise you could get it back." I lied. Truth was I wasn't sure how the hell they intended to put his soul back in. Hell wasn't a pretty place, but being trapped with Michael and Lucifer for god knows how long, it wasn't going to be nice having his soul back.
"Look we have a location on Crowley now, we need to move on this." Dean barked still glaring at me slightly.
"Sure dude, but I need a minute with Cass, ok?" I asked looking over at Castiel.
We walked outside and I lent against the Impala. It was a beautiful car, I'll give Dean that. He had a good taste. I sighed running a hand through my hair.
"You were not meant to be watching her Raziel." Cass said shaking his head he sounded annoyed.
"And I wasn't! I was in Egypt looking for Balthazar as you asked me to bro!" I grunted rolling my neck on my shoulders. The whole situation was stressful and I wasn't used to stress.
"Then what happened?" Cass asked confused. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I... I don't know. She called for me, I herd her. I didn't think I was meant to be able to do that Cass. You promised me I wouldn't hear anything." I said pushing myself off the car.
"I do not understand..." Cass said looking confused.
"We're wasting time here. She needs help. She needs to get away from him." I huffed pushing my hair out of my face.
"Agreed. This situation is getting more complex by the second." Cass said looking at me. "But the war is still raging in Heaven we can not both be on Earth. Brother I need you in Heaven to fight in my place."
"You've got generals for that shit Cass! I am not letting her die! You, you can't ask me to go when I know how hurt she is!" I growled walking away from him.
"Raziel!" Cass barked and I turned to look at my brother. "You know how important the battle is."
"And you know how important she is! Come on Cass! Don't do this!" I begged shaking my head in frustration.
"You must go to Heaven, fight in my place. I promise I will do everything in my power to return with her." Cass said walking up to me.
"I know... but this whole thing... and now with Sam's soul! Have you, I mean do you ever realise what his soul will be like? How damaged?" I asked shaking my head.
"I am aware of the dangers." Castiel said softly.
"Do they?" I asked pointing to the house.
"I will inform them in time." Cass said plainly. "But please for now Raziel, go back to Heaven, help in the battle."
"I swear Cass, if you don't bring her back from this... I'll I will leave the whole damn universe." I threatened shaking my head.
"I will return with her brother." Cass said softly. I shook my head and went back up to heaven.
Dean's P.O.V.
Megan was hurt. She was in danger and she was with Crowley. My blood was boiling just thinking about it. She left and some how Crowley got his hands on her. I was pissed to say the least.
"We'll get her back." Sam said breaking me from my thoughts. I looked up at my baby brother and sighed.
"That obvious huh?" I half joked shaking my head softly.
"You love her. It's that simple." Sam replied. "Looks like Payton's gone. We should go tell Meg about everything." Sam said looking out the window.
"We're not telling her about Megan. Right?" I threatened Sam. He'd changed so much without a soul and it felt like I had to keep a constant eye on him just to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. Sam nodded and we walked out. Castiel walked over to our side as Meg and her crew showed up. She smiled at Cass.
"Remember me? I sure remember you, Clarence." She smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"Why are we working with these abominations?" Cass asked looking at me.
"Keep talking dirty. Makes my meatsuit all dewy." Meg joked winking at Cass. I sighed rolling my eyes again.
"Alright, simmer down. We know where Crowley is." I said plainly.
"Great. Do tell." Meg asked looking at me.
"Yeah, tell you, so you can just leave us for dead." Sam scoffed.
"You boys have serious abandonment issues, you know that?" Meg said looking at both of us.
"We'll show you, alright? But we're all going together." Sam said plainly.
"What, I'm just supposed to trust you?" Meg asked scoffing herself.
"No, you're not that stupid. Give me the knife for a minute." Sam said holding his hand out.
"No, I'm not that stupid." Meg replied sarcastically.
"Do you want us to take you to Crowley or not?" Sam asked plainly. Meg handed over Ruby's knife and he looked at it for a few seconds before killing the demon who looked like he wanted to kiss me earlier. I jumped a little, I wasn't expecting my brother to be so cold blooded. Then again the guy stood next to me wasn't my brother, was he. "You saw him. He was more interested in killing us than getting the job done. I just did all of us a favour." Sam said looking at all of us and then started to walk off.
"Hey! You just gonna keep that?" Meg snapped as Sam walked off. He turned back at look at us all.
"You took this from us. I'm taking it back. We leave in one hour." Sam said plainly and we went back into the house.
I was packing up for the hunt. Trying to gather as much as I could carry because in all honesty I had no idea how bad it was going to be in Crowley's little demon prison. The idea of going in didn't really appeal to me, but I needed to get Megan back and Sam's soul. I needed to get both back and get my family back together. I needed them. Both of them.
"You know, Cass, you could help." I sighed as I packed.
"I'm ambivalent about what we're attempting." Cass said plainly.
"Well, breaking into monster Gitmo is not exactly a two-for-one in the champagne room." I said pausing to look at Cass.
"I'm not sure retrieving Sam's soul is wise." Cass said plainly not looking at me.
"Wait, what? Why?" I asked in shock.
"I want him to survive." Cass said looking at me plainly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked walking over to him.
"Sam's soul has been locked in the cage with Michael and Lucifer for more than a year. And they have nothing to do but take their frustrations out on him. You understand? If we try to force that mutilated thing down Sam's gullet, we have no idea what will happen. It could be catastrophic." Cass explained. I knew it might be dangerous getting Sammy's soul back, but I never thought it would be that bad.
"You mean he dies." I said firmly. It was an idea I didn't like.
"I mean, he doesn't. Paralysis. Insanity. Psychic pain so profound that he's locked inside himself for the rest of his life." Cass explained.
"But you're saying you don't know anything for sure. I mean, he could be fine." I asked looking on the glass half full side.
"He could be, yes." Cass sighed.
"Okay then." I said firmly.
"But I sincerely doubt it." Cass added quickly.
"Well, if he's not fine, then you fix him." I said getting angry with my angel.
"Dean, I wouldn't know where to begin." Cass admitted. It was something I didn't need to hear.
"Then you figure it out, Cass. Come on. I mean, the guy's a frigging replicant. He needs his soul. Look, we get it back. And if there are complications, then we will figure out a way to deal with those, too." I said firmly and Cass looked at me.
"Of course." Cass finally said softly and I walked away taking a deep sigh as I walked. "Or we fail, and Sam suffers horrifically." Cass added and I stopped dead. I needed my brother back, but at what cost?
Megan's P.O.V
"Megan? My little pet, oh no, what's the matter?" The Shadow figure asked. I rolled my eyes. This was just what I needed, my stalker in my dreams returning.
"I thought you'd gone home." I huffed. I was still sat in the cell with my back against the wall, the Shadow figure stood the opposite side of the room.
"You should know, I never leave my investments." The voice joked before tilting its head to one side. "So what's happened?"
"Oh what happened to I see everything crap?" I asked sarcastically. The figure reached out to me and I felt a pull from inside me. It hurt like hell. I screamed grabbing my chest as a light started to shine from within me.
"It's ok, I'm all caught up now." The voice sounded like it was grinning. "Oh so a demon wants Purgatory, how... original." The voice said sounding unimpressed.
"Yeah well it's not like I know the location." I huffed.
"But you're stopping little Channing for telling all, aren't you?" The voice smirked.
"What do you want from me?" I sighed.
"Obedience." The voice replied seriously.
"Yeah well I've told you buddy, it ain't going to happen." I huffed. The figure raised it's hand up and my body slid up the wall higher then if I was on my feet.
"You will obey me, you will help me. And you will make sure Channing does not tell this, Crowley, where Purgatory!" The voice barked.
"Or what?" I growled as I tried to push away from the wall. It didn't work but I had to try.
"You know." The voice growled and sent me flying across the room.
I woke with a sharp thud as it felt like my body hit the floor. I looked around and I was still in the same place I was before I fell asleep. My heart was racing and so was my brain. My mind and reactions caught up with everything and I decided to fill Channing in on the shadow figure.
"Chan? Hey Chan you there?" I shouted to the wall. I got no answer. My heart started to race as the reality that he had gone was sinking in. "Chan!" I yelled again. Still nothing. I closed my eyes and tried hard to tap into my wolf powers. The pain in my back shot through me and I screamed as I opened my eyes. I couldn't get my powers to work, I was too weak. I slammed my hands on the floor as I caught my breath. The pain began to dull and I rested my head on the wall.
"He's having a little chat with Christian at the moment." Crowley smirked appearing in my room.
"You son of a bitch! He wont tell you anything!" I growled looking up at him. Crowley bobbed down to my level and smiled at me.
"He will, sooner or later, he will." He smirked. I wanted to argue, but I couldn't. It was the truth, no one knew where we were. What was happening to us, so why would anyone wonder? We were running out of time.
"I will kill you." I growled glaring into his eyes.
"I doubt that." Crowley laughed standing up and kicking my legs. "You're barely able to keep awake, let alone fight."
"You'd be surprised at what I can do." I growled screwing my hands into fists as blood ran out of them.
"Maybe," Crowley said walking away a little and then turned to face me again. "But I'm here to make a deal with you."
"A deal?" I laughed shaking my head. "No." I said bitterly.
"I think you'd want to hear me out first." Crowley smirked glancing at my hands.
"No, really I know your deals Crowley, I'm good, thanks for the consideration though." I joked sarcastically.
"I will give you the use of your legs again, I'd even let you and your lover boy go free." Crowley said watching my reaction.
"And let me guess, all it would cost is my half a soul?" I asked plainly.
"I'm afraid for your legs and letting you both go I'd need more. Like the location to Purgatory as well." Crowley said plainly.
"No deal." I said firmly then I herd the cries of Channing. My body stiffened at the sound and my blood ran cold.
"I think you should think about it Megan." Crowley smirked as Channing's screams seem to echo all around the cell. I looked at Crowley, looking for the catch, the small print he would use to get out of it all. Suddenly there was a knock on my door and Samuel walked in. He took one look at me then pulled his attention to Crowley.
"They're here." Samuel said plainly.
"Who?" I asked looking at the pair.
"Excellent." Crowley smirked at Samuel.
"Who's here? Samuel what have you done?" I growled. Samuel ignored me and walked out. Crowley looked at me shrugging his shoulders.
"Looks like I don't need that deal after all." Crowley said vanishing.
"Damn it!" I growled hitting my head back against the cold walls.
I closed my eyes and tried to use my powers again. I needed to know what was happening. I tried to tap into the wolf powers again, focusing on my hearing. The pain shot through me again, a burning sensation that made me want to scream, but I snapped my mouth shut. I screamed through closed lips as I forced myself to continue to battle through the pain. It got worse and I felt blood drip down my face. I had to stop, I wiped my face and saw the deep red blood dripping down my nose.
"Super." I huffed as I herd people outside the room. Suddenly the door was opened and Dean was thrown into the room. He saw me and rushed down to my side.
"Megan? Are you ok?" He asked looking worried.
"Are you really you?" I asked confused. I remembered the shape shifter who looked like me.
"What? Yeah!" Dean said putting his hands on my face and looking to me. "God, what the hell did he do to you?" Dean asked anger biting at his words. His emerald green eyes showed me how worried he really was. I must have looked worse than I thought.
"It's not so bad." I said plainly. Dean raised an eyebrow and I smirked. I missed his sceptic face.
"Payton said Crowley hurt you." Dean said softly. I bit my lip and gave him a sad smile. "What did he do Megan?" He asked seriously.
"Dean..." I said and felt overwhelmed with emotion. Tears started to roll down my cheeks. Dean pulled me into a hug and I wrapped my arms around him tight. He pulled away and wiped the tears with his thumbs. He shhed me as he kissed my forehead softly.
"It's ok, I'm here, so is Sam. You're going to be ok. I promise." Dean said softly, still rubbing my cheek with his thumb. I shook my head a little and took a deep breath.
"I... I can't walk." I said plainly. "There's a, a silver bullet lodged in my spine. I... it's..." I took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling. I needed to get control of my emotions, get a real handle on what was happening. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Don't talk like that! I have lost too many people close to me, you are not leaving me again! Do you hear me?" Dean snapped and then his face softened slightly. "What if we get the bullet out?" Dean asked looking worried.
"I don't know. The damage, it's bad, move the bullet too much and it could... I could...and it's been days." I said softly looking down at the floor.
"Days? Megan when did Crowley get you?" Dean asked softly. I looked him in the eyes and spoke softly.
"Back in the warehouse with Lucky." I admitted before another tear ran down my cheek. "I thought I was going to die here alone."
"No one is going to die here, ok. We're getting out of here. All of us." Dean said firmly giving me a small smile. "First we need to get the bullet out of your back."
Dean helped move me so that he could get to my back. I herd him take a sharp breath as he saw my back.
"Told you it was bad." I half joked.
"Don't worry... I'll...um... here." Dean took off his shirt and wrapped it around. "Put this in your mouth. I'm going to have to get the bullet out by hand."
"Dean?" I said softly. He moved back to see my face. I smiled at him as a tear rolled down my cheek. I brushed it away and took a deep breath. "You kill me Winchester and I will come back and haunt your arse!" I joked and Dean smiled laughing a little.
"Promise?" He teased before leaning closer and taking my face in his hands. He kissed me on the lips, and it was such a sad and passionate kiss all at the same time. As he pulled away he rested his head on mine.
"I love you Dean." I whispered as I closed my eyes.
"I really wish you hadn't said that." He joked flashing me the school boy grin before moving back around to my back. I put the material in my mouth and took a deep breath. "Ready?" Dean asked nervously. I shook my head and then I felt the pain. I screamed as I felt his fingers dig into my back. The pain was so sharp, so real, so intense. Tears began to roll down my cheeks as I continued to scream the pain got worse as Dean dug around in my back. "Almost got it." Dean admitted as I felt the bullet move slightly. A fresh scream ripped out of my mouth as Dean tugged at the bullet and pulled it out my back. I herd the metal hit the ground and then felt Dean apply pressure to my back with one hand as the other arm wrapped around me. "I got it, I got it, it's ok." Dean said kissing my head softly.
"Damn that hurt." I half joked. As Dean patched me up the best he could. He moved so that he was looking at me.
"Any better?" Dean asked nervously.
"The pains gone." I said smiling but hesitating slightly.
"But?" Dean asked picking up on a tone in my voice.
"I still can't feel my legs." I sighed and Dean nodded.
"It's ok, you'll be ok, honest." He said hugging me.
"Dean? Megan?" We herd Sam shout.
"Yeah." Dean shouted standing up and walking over to the noise. He looked disgusted. "I'm standing in pee." He said loud enough for Sam and me to hear. I had to hide a smile.
"Consider yourself lucky." Sam replied and I shook my head, sniggering a little.
"Yikes. That sucks." Dean said turning back to face me.
"Is Megan ok?" Sam asked plainly.
"She will be, we just need to get her out of here and back to Cass to work his mojo." Dean said walking over to me and bobbing down to my level.
"I love you." Dean said taking my hands. "I'm sorry about the fight we had ok. I want to be with you."
"Dean, what about-" I started to say when Dean pulled me into a passionate kiss. My heart raced as I melted into the kiss.
"You." Dean said his green emerald eyes searching mine. My heart melted and I couldn't argue, truth was I wanted to be with him just as much as he wanted me. Life had just gotten in the way and made it too complicated, as always.
A little while later the small window in the door opened and we saw Samuel stood there.
"You want forgiveness, find a priest." Dean barked standing up.
"I just want you to understand." Samuel said plainly.
"Oh, I understand… that you're a liar. You talk about putting blood first, which is funny 'cause you sound just like my dad. The difference is, he actually did." Dean scoffed.
"I am putting blood first." Samuel insisted.
"Oh, gimme a break!" Dean barked.
"Mary's my blood! My daughter! Don't come at me like I sold you out, Dean. You sold out your own mother. It was her or Sam, and you chose Sam, plain and simple." Samuel snapped back at Dean.
"Oh, that is such crap! You wanna know what really happened? You chose a demon over your own grandsons!" Dean growled walking towards the window a little.
"See it how you want. I don't even know what Sam is. And you want me to protect him? And you? You're a stranger. No, really, tell me: what exactly are you supposed to be to me?" Samuel asked shaking his head.
"I'll tell you who I am. I'm the guy you never wanna see again. 'Cause I'll make it out of here, trust me. And the next time you see me, I'll be there to kill you." Dean said in a cold heartless tone.
"Don't think there's gonna be a next time." Samuel said, but it was easy to see he was shaken by it all.
"Whatever gets you through the night." Dean growled as Samuel shut the window again. "The guys a major league douche!" Dean growled as he walked back over to me.
"Oh yeah." I said giving him a small smile. "So we got a plan out of here?" I asked as I started to feel sleepy.
"Working on it." Dean said sitting back down near me. He turned and noticed I was getting sleepy. "Hey I need you to stay with me ok?" Dean said nudging me slightly. I nodded softly.
"Sure, wouldn't want to miss the fireworks." I joked as I shook my head, trying my best to stay awake.
Not long after that a couple of demons walked into the room. The grabbed both me and Dean and dragged us out of the room. I was surprised, I could actually almost keep on my feet, well I couldn't walk, but I didn't fall over. As we were dragged out of the room I saw Samuel stood in the corner, he wouldn't even look at us.
"Hey let us go!" Dean growled as he struggled with the demons.
"Get off!" I struggled the best I could anyway. They dragged us to a shower room and threw us in locking the door behind us. As soon as they let go of me I almost fell but Dean caught me. I was still feeling pretty weak and when Dean rested me against a table I saw why. His hands were covered in my blood. I was still bleeding out. Both me and Dean looked at his hands then each others faces.
"Knew it. I'm gonna die here." I said shaking my head.
"No, your not." Dean said firmly. "We're just going to have to speed up the rescue plan."
"This was a rescue?" I laughed shaking my head. Dean started to wonder the room looking for anything useful.
"I don't want to alarm you, but there is a lot of body parts here..." Dean said moving a curtain and taking a look.
"Yeah well if I don't stop this bleeding, I'll be next." I said as another wave of sleepiness hit me. I started to fall asleep and it was only because I nearly fell off the table that I woke up.
"You have got to stay awake!" Dean growled at me shaking my shoulders. "Stay awake damn it!" Suddenly the doors opened and the demons pushed in two ghouls.
"Enjoy." One of the demons smirked as the pair looked at me and Dean and licked their lips.
"Alright, alright. Shawshank's a great flick, but let's skip the shower scene, huh?" Dean asked watching them carefully. One of the ghouls noticed my bleeding back and smiled to his friend.
"Look, breakfast." He smirked.
"Um Dean?" I asked nervously.
"Yeah?" He asked moving to stand in front of me.
"This part of the rescue too?" I asked watching the ghouls as they started to move closer to us. My heart started to race and adrenaline started to pump round my veins.
"I'm gonna be honest with you – no." Dean said plainly. The ghouls rushed Dean and one tackled him to the floor the other side of the room. The second stood looking at me like a was a candy bar.
"Oh great!" I said sarcastically as he lunged at me. I couldn't really move so when he hit me it sent us both backwards off the table. He landed on top of me and started to bite out at me and scratch me.
"I freaking hate ghouls!" Dean growled from the other side of the room.
"Can't say I'm a big fan." I joked as I continued to struggle with the one on top of me. Being weaker made me all but human. There wasn't anything I could do to fight him off, I couldn't even use my legs to kick him off me. We both struggled for ages with the ghouls, I landed a few good punches, and the adrenaline kept me awake at least but still it wasn't enough to finish the bastards off.
"Could do with some help here!" Dean shouted as he struggled with the ghoul. Suddenly the doors flung open and Sam rushed in.
"Dean!" He cried ripping a pipe off the wall and bashing in the head of the ghoul that was attacking Dean. The pair rushed over to me and Dean threw the ghoul off me as Sam staked it through the heart. Dean grabbed me and pulled me to my feet.
"Hey you ok? Did it bite you?" He asked checking me out for injuries.
"I'm..." I went dizzy and nearly fell.
"Easy there." Dean said holding me close to him.
"We need to move." Sam said plainly.
Sam stayed with me while Dean went in and killed Christian. I have to be honest I would have loved to kill Princess myself, but what can you do? I was too weak and in my state I wasn't even sure I'd get out of here alive. Sam filled me in on the plan, or at least what they had planned to do.
"Your soul? Will it work?" I said softly as we waited for Dean and Meg.
"I hope so." Sam said plainly keeping an eye for demons. Then it hit me.
"Channing." I said and tried to move but it hurt too much. "Damn it!" I cursed as the pain shot threw me.
"Channing?" Sam asked confused.
"He's here." I said softly. "I need... I need to find him." The waves of tiredness were getting worse and it was taking everything I had to keep awake.
"Megan, I couldn't see him when I was looking for you guys. And we didn't see him when we came in." Sam explained.
"But he was here." I said as my eyelids drooped. Sam shook me hard.
"Megan you need to stay awake ok?" Sam said shaking me. I forced my eyes open and nodded slowly.
"It's hard." I joked. Sam gave me a sad smile.
"I know, but you need to try." Sam said softly. Dean nodded for us to come into the room. Sam helped me up and we hobbled into the room. Meg was stood there, she gave me a confused look.
"You don't look so hot." She said as I lent against the wall.
"You think?" I joked. I felt my eyelids droop.
"Come on, we are going to end this." Dean growled.
Dean set off a fire alarm and it didn't take long for Crowley to appeared. He walked into the room and saw me sat on the chair/table thing Meg was tied to. Christian dead by the side of it. Crowley smirked at me before Dean turned the alarm off. He sighed and turned to look at Dean.
"You should be ghoul scat by now." Crowley said plainly. Sam took the advantage and hit Crowley from behind with a pole knocking him closer to me and onto his knee's. "Really necessary? I just had this dry-cleaned." He looked up to the ceiling and saw the Devils trap above him. I grinned a little. "So, to what do I owe the reach-around?" The boys just stared at him as Meg walked into the room.
"Crowley." She smirked.
"Whore." Crowley replied with a small smirk.
"Okay, you know what." Meg said closing her hand. Crowley dropped to his knees and started to cough up blood. "The best torturers never get their hands dirty." She said to Dean and then turned her attention back to Crowley. "Sam wants a word with you."
"What can I do for you, Sam?" Crowley asked getting back onto his feet as Meg opened her hand again.
"You know damn well. I want my soul back." Sam barked, glaring at Crowley.
"And here I thought you just grew some balls, Sam." Meg teased.
"Well?" Sam asked ignoring Meg's comment.
"No." Crowley said plainly.
"Meg?" Dean said plainly and Meg closed her hand again. Crowley instantly dropped to the floor and started to cough up more blood and I think bits of his lungs. I have to admit, in that moment I almost respected Meg. Sure she was a two faced demon bitch from hell, but she knew her craft well. Something which made me make a mental note never to get on the wrong side of her without backup.
"I can't." Crowley said spitting out some more blood as Meg opened her hand again. Everyone was a slightly confused and I forced myself to walk to Dean. It wasn't easy and by the end of it I was leaning on Dean.
"Can't or won't?" Sam snapped.
"I said 'can't'. I meant 'can't', you mop-headed lumberjack. I was lucky to get this much of you out. Going back in there for the sloppy bits? No way. I'm good, but those two in there? Forget it." Crowley said sitting on his legs. Sam turned to me, looking to see if I could tell if he was lying. I was still too weak to use my power, I shrugged my shoulders softly.
"How do I know you're not lying?" Sam asked firmly.
"You don't. But it doesn't change anything. I'm telling you. Sam, why do you want the thing back? Satan's got one juicy source of entertainment in there. I'd swallow a rag off a bathhouse floor before I took that soul. Unless you want to be a drooling mess." Crowley said looking at Sam. I noticed how Dean didn't seem so surprised about what Crowley said, but man it was news to me. Meg turned on her heels and looked at Sam over her shoulder.
"Sam, I hate to say it, but he's right." She said softly.
"Yeah, right. I get it. Thanks. He's all yours." Sam said plainly.
"Whoa, what are you, crazy? He's our only hope." Dean asked pointing to Crowley.
"Dean, you heard him. He can't get it. He's useless." Sam sighed. Dean glanced at me giving me a small nod.
"Where's Channing?" I asked softly.
"Excuse me?" Crowley asked looking at me confused.
"I said where is Channing." I said firmly, only the tiredness was getting harder to fight. Crowley looked around and then smirked at me.
"I can't see him." He said plainly.
"He's not going to tell you anything." Dean said passing Meg the knife. She was like a kid at Christmas taking the knife and smiling at Crowley. Meg started to walk towards the devils trap but paused just outside turning back to face us.
"You'll let me back out, right?" Meg asked and we all nodded. She smirked turning to Crowley. "This is for Lucifer, you pompous little-" Meg said but Crowley took her down and threw the knife up to the ceiling breaking the devils trap in one swift move. He flung his hand out sending Sam and Dean to opposite walls and pinning them there. He held me stood in front of him, and I couldn't move.
"That's better." Crowley said as Meg got to her feet. Crowley pulled the knife from the trap and held it to Meg's throat. "You don't know torture, you little insect."
"Get rescue guys." I said sarcastically as Castiel appeared by my side.
"Leave them alone." He said plainly.
"Castiel, haven't seen you all season. You the cavalry now?" Crowley said smirking at Cass. I noticed Cass had a big brown bag with him.
"Put the knife down." Cass said plainly.
"You that bossy in Heaven? Hear you're losing out to Raphael. The whole affair makes Vietnam look like a roller derby. Hey, what's in the gift bag?" Crowley asked looking to the bag. Cass pulled a skull out of the bag and showed it to him.
"You are." Cass replied and both me and Meg smirked.
"Not possible." Crowley said plainly.
"You didn't hide your bones as well as you should have." Cass said plainly. Suddenly Crowley started to clap in a mocking manner.
"Cookie for you." He said sarcastically.
"Can you restore Sam's soul or not?" Cass asked firmly. Crowley waved his hand and I nearly fell onto Cass. Thankfully he caught me and held onto me until Dean walked over to prop me up. Another wave of tiredness hit me, the adrenaline was wearing off faster than I expected.
"If I could help out in any other-" Crowley joked looking at me.
"Answer him!" Dean barked making me jump awake a little.
"I can't." Crowley said softly. Instantly Cass set fire to Crowley's bones. Sure enough it set Crowley on fire, cremating him in front of us. It wasn't pretty but I watched every second because I needed to know he was dead. Really dead. The knife fell to the floor as Crowley turned to ashes and Sam bent down to pick up the knife.
"Well, she's smart, I'll give her that. I was gonna kill her, too." Dean smirked and looked to Cass "'Course, I'd have given you an hour with her first."
"Why would I want that?" Cass asked confused and Dean looked puzzled as he turned back to the angel.
We got out of there, it wasn't a nice place to stay. Cass worked his mojo as much as he could and stopped the bleeding. It was up to my body to do the rest. We stood outside the building resting on the Impala.
"Thanks, Cass. Hadn't it been for you -" Dean said softly glancing at me. I was sat on the boot, my thoughts were with Channing. I didn't know where he was, or if he was even alive. It worried me. Really worried me.
"Crowley was right. It's not going well for me upstairs." Cass said plainly glancing up to the sky.
"If there's anything we can do-" Dean said and I turned offering Cass a small smile.
"There isn't. I wish circumstances were different. Much of the time I'd rather be here." Cass sighed looking around and then back to us.
"Look, Cass, we know you got a steaming pile on your plate. There's no need for apologies. We're your friends." Dean said plainly. Cass sighed again and turned to Sam.
"Listen, Sam, we'll find another way." Cass said plainly.
"You really wanna help? Prison full of monsters. Can't just leave 'em, can't let 'em go." Sam said looking at me.
"Except Channing, can you see if he's in there?" I spoked up getting Castiel's attention.
"I understand." Cass said with a small nod and then vanished with a flutter of wings. I sighed closing my eyes. Something felt different inside me, I couldn't place it but I felt a little empty, like a small piece of me was missing.
"He's right, you know?" Dean said and I opened my eyes looking to the brothers.
"About?" Sam asked plainly.
"About your soul. We'll figure something else out." Dean explained.
"No, we won't." Sam said plainly.
"Why, because Crowley said-" Dean started to ask.
"You heard what Crowley said. And I heard what Cass said. Putting this thing back in would smash me to bits." Sam argued. I herd Crowley and it sounded like Cass agreed. I didn't like soulless Sam over much, but I still would have taken him over no Sam at all.
"We don't know that for sure." Dean sighed.
"You know what? When angels and demons agree on something, call me nuts, I pay attention." Sam said sarcastically shaking his head.
"You say this now? After we practically died trying to-" Dean asked flying his arms in the air.
"Exactly! We almost got ourselves killed. I mean, how many times do we risk our asses for this? Enough's enough." Sam growled shaking his head.
"Sam -" Dean said trying to explain.
"I don't think I want it back." Sam said plainly and looked from Dean to me.
"You don't even know what you're saying." Dean said looking at me for help. Before I could speak Sam did.
"No, I'm saying something you don't like. You obviously care, a lot. But I think maybe I'm better off without it." Sam admitted and I looked at him a little shocked.
"You're wrong. You don't know how wrong you are." Dean said shaking his head.
"I'm not sure about that." Sam said walking past me and away.
"Sam, don't walk away. Sam! Sam!" Dean yelled after his brother. Sam walked off and Dean cursed under his breath as he walked back to me. I pulled him into a hug and rested my head on his chest.
"You know how stubborn Sam is." I said softly.
"But this time, I don't think he'll come around." Dean said softly hugging me back.
"We'll see." I said softly closing my eyes as the final wave of tiredness washed over me.
"Channing? Chan are you there?" I called out. I was stood in the cell shouted at the wall. There was no answer. "Where are you?" I screamed hitting the wall. Tears started to roll down my cheeks as I got a bad feeling. I started to hit the wall harder and harder. Soon cracks appeared and not long after that a started to make a hole. My hands were bloody by the time I made the hole big enough to climb through. As I did I saw Crowley stood in front of Channing. Channing was on his knee's battered and beaten in a bloody pulp. My heart wrenched seeing him like that.
"Megan, what excellent timing you have." Crowley smirked before driving a silver blade into Channing's heart. I felt the pain in my own and I dropped to my knee's screaming out in a mix of pain and grief.
"NO!" My voice echoed around the room as Channing's body fell down onto the floor in a lifeless heap.
I shot up in bed. A cold sweat on my face as my heart raced. I looked around the room utterly confused. I didn't know where I was and it wasn't until I felt the bed move that I realised I was safe.
"Are you ok?" Dean asked sounding sleepy. He flicked on the night stand and rubbed his eyes as he turned to look at me. We were in a motel room.
"I... I had a bad dream." I said softly rubbing the back of my neck. Dean wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. I rested against his bare chest as he kissed my head.
"It was just a dream... you've been through a lot." Dean said softly.
"How long was I out for?" I asked softly moving to look into Dean's green eyes. He brushed some hair out my eyes and gave me a sad smile. He was stalling and he was worried. Two things Dean rarely did. I grabbed his hand and Dean looked into my eyes. "How long Dean?" I asked firmly.
"Three days near enough." Dean admitted pulling his hand back. "At first you got a fever, then you fitted for a day, finally you just slept... I thought... I thought at one point-" Dean said looking down.
"I told you, if I died I was going to haunt your arse anyway." I joked a little making Dean smile a little. I shifted my weight a little and took hold of Dean's hand. I looked at our hands together and smiled sadly. "Did, did Cass find Channing?" I asked barely above a whisper. Dean didn't answer me. At first I didn't think that he had even herd me. I looked up and his face said enough. He pulled me close to him hugging me tightly.
"He couldn't find him... anywhere." Dean said stroking my back. I nodded keeping my emotions hidden. I pulled away from Dean and kept nodding.
"Ok... well yeah ok." I said plainly.
"You ok?" Dean asked watching me closely.
"I just need to wash the sweat off me." I said softly climbing out of bed. My legs ached as if I had run a thousand miles without a break, but I could walk. It was something, a small something, but still. I made my way over to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I sat on the edge of the bath and took a deep breath as my whole body began to shake. Tear's streamed down my eyes and I crumbled onto the bathroom floor. I couldn't believe he was gone. I just couldn't process it. But I still felt like a small piece of me was missing... It had to mean Chan was dead right? Cass couldn't find him. Crowley wouldn't answer me, and then the dream... I mean it has to mean he's dead right? I have hoped it was all a horrible dream and that I'd wake in a bed next to Payton. That this whole year near enough had been a bad dream.
"Why?" I sobbed curling up into a ball and resting my head onto my knees. I cried for ages, until there were more no more tears, until my throat felt raw, until the tiredness washed over me again. I feel back asleep curled up on the bathroom floor morning Channing.
A couple of days later, in a forest not far from the motel room I put up a cross with no name on it. I stood there and looked at the cross thinking about Channing, Dean Sam, hell everything. I'm sorry Channing. I'm sorry you met me, sorry I got you tangled up in my mess of a life. I never wanted you to die. I would have gladly given my own life for you. We... we definitely shared something... more then just physical. But now... now I can't even feel you. It's like a million paper cuts to the heart, hurts like hell but maybe it's what I deserve. I got you killed, and I am sorry for that. I don't know what that means to our kind... to the wolf in me. I know she misses your wolf. I can't use my powers, I can't even see her when I close my eyes... She's morning you too. I'm sorry it's cost you life, but I wont mess up again... I promise you I wont.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and a head rest on my shoulder. He kissed my cheek softly and held me as I looked at the wooden cross.
"You ok?" Dean asked softly.
"Not really." I said turning around in his arms to face him. Dean gave me a small sad smile.
"You got me, Sam, Bobby, Cass and even Pay." Dean said softly looking into my eyes. "We're here if you need to talk to us."
"I know. I don't want to talk about it." I said burying my head into Dean's chest. Being so close to Dean helped the pain a little. It helped me forget and made me feel at peace, safe and warm and all the feelings I shouldn't have been feeling. Goodbye Channing...
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