I meant to post last night, but I was busy.

I think I'm going to post two chapters a day now, one in the morning, one in the evening. In the beginning of a fic, I never like to post a lot all at once; I like to have several chapters written past what I post and I worry that I'll catch up with myself too fast if I post a lot. I figure, since I'm on chapter 60-something and almost finished with the fic, I can afford to post a lot :)

I've also sorta started on the sequel (sorta because I only have a few paragraphs written, but I've been planning... well, basically since I started writing this one). I know, I write too much for my own good.

Enjoy.

Chapter Thirteen: Offer

The prison they shared in the pit wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. They had split apart now, two, separate entities sharing their cell.

They seemed to be in constant motion, their falling never ceased, whether it be during a torture session or in the times between.

"You are weak," Lucifer told him as Sam shook himself to sleep after a particularly brutal session.

"You're the one that wanted me as a vessel," Sam muttered.

He was beginning to wonder how it was that Dean had managed to survive as long as he had. The torture was horrible, unimaginably painful. Even if the torture he was receiving was far worse than what Dean had, which he had no doubt that it was, Sam just couldn't see how Dean had made it for thirty years, when he could hardly make it through three weeks.

A woman paced back and forth across the crossroads, waiting. She had curly blonde hair that bounced with each step and a look of pure determination on her face.

"You're lucky I came," a voice said from behind her. She turned to see a brunette standing several feet away. The brunette's eyes flashed black. "We don't like to deal with your kind."

"You'll want this deal," the blonde said. "But I'm not making it with you. I want your boss. I want to speak to Crowley."

The demon stared at her as though she must have been insane. "And what makes you think he wants to talk to you?"

"I've got an offer he can't refuse."

The demon was silent for a while and the blonde knew she must have been communicating with her boss.

"Fine," the demon finally said. "But not here, not now. He'll come to you when he gets a chance."

The blonde pursed her lips. "Fine," she said.

The demons nodded then disappeared.

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