Chapter 20:
Caged Heat Part 2
(super long...just for you)
"What are you doing?" Dean yelled at his brother. Sam whipped his head around and looked at his brother.
"What do you mean?" He asked not really understanding Dean's need to question him.
"I mean," Dean pointed at the now broken Devil's trap and grunted in frustration. "What are you doing!?"
"Dean, I'm not going to let Crowley do anything to Nikki. I-" He hesitated. "I love her Dean."
Dean threw his brother a sympathetic glance. "You really want to work with a demon again?"
"She can help us get Nikki back!" His face was getting red. Sam didn't want to argue with his brother, he just wanted his girlfriend back and safe. "We need her."
"The hell we do! That little bitch is gonna screw us over so fast-" Dean was interrupted by Sam.
"Of course. Which is why we'll screw her first. Meg and her little posse are dead the second we're done with them." Sam tried to reason forming a plan in his head.
Dean shook his head and kicked over a chair. "Yeah, if they don't kill us."
Sam smiled sadly. "They won't." He assured Dean. "Cause we're bringing insurance."
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Sam looked up to the sky and he wanted to cry. Sometimes this life was just too much. He'd finally given his heart to another and he kept letting Crowley get to her. He didn't even want to think about what Crowley's plans were for Nikki. He knew that she could protect herself, but he didn't know how far Crowley would go. Castiel could feel how she felt, so it seemed like the ideal time to him for them to have a chat.
"Cas!" He yelled outside of the house they were squatting in. "Come on! You always answer Nikki and Dean!" He waited a while and nothing. Sam tried to not let it bother him that his brother and girlfriend were closer to the angel than him. He understood that him being the true vessel of Lucifer probably dampened things, but still he thought they were close enough for Castiel to hear the desperation in his voice and answer. He was starting to get angry with the angel. Nikki was in danger and Castiel wouldn't answer for him. He had to think quickly.
"Castiel, we need you. It's important." He paused to see if Cas popped up. "Cas," He continued. "We found something. It's this gold box. Apparently Nazis were after it back in the day, someone opened it and their face melted off. I think it's-" He paused for the drama of it. "Ready for this-" He took another pause. "The Ark of the Covenant. Yeah. So..." Not even a moment later the flapping of wings could be heard and Castiel suddenly appeared.
"I'm here, Sam. Where is the box?" He asked.
Sam didn't know if he should laugh or cry. "I can't believe you fell for that. That was the plot of Raiders, idiot."
"I"m mid-battle, Sam." Castiel angrily told the human. Sam was just as mad. Castiel didn't even seem to notice her absence.
"I could give a rat's ass about your little pissing match with Raphael." He spat ready to hit the angel.
"Listen to me, Sam-" Castiel started to speak, but Sam interrupted him.
"No, you listen!" Sam yelled. "I don't care what you're dealing with up in Heaven. You owe me. You owe her." A tear fell down his cheek.
"What is going on Sam?" Castiel demanded to know.
"What does Nikki feel right now?" He asked not answering Cas.
"She is sleeping now. Pleasant dreams. Why do you ask me such things? If you want to know how she feels ask her!" Castiel didn't have time for this. Sam's relationship with Nikki was none of his concern, but Castiel would choose Nikki over Sam in a heartbeat and everyone knew it.
"How can I do that when Crowley drugged her, causing her to disappeared. It was like she faded away. I'm afraid Crowley is going to-" Sam stopped and he didn't want to say it out loud. "What I'm saying is I think that he will try to...force himself on her." He couldn't even say it out loud, but Castiel's vessel's eyes widened at the thought.
"She can protect herself Sam." Castiel tried to reassure him, but he wasn't so certain. Sam saw this in Cas and started to lose his cool.
"Not when she's asleep!" He yelled angrily.
"Where is Dean and what does he think of this?" Cas asked desperately his demeanor was starting to ebb as his worry for Nikki started to grow.
Sam didn't respond, but instead walked into the house they were squatting in. Castiel followed. When the door opened Dean looked surprised to see Castiel. "You actually showed." He said to his friend. "Wow, Sammy, I owe you a chicken dinner. What happened?" He asked.
Castiel and Sam eyed one another for a few moments. "No big. This is what friends do for each other." He said pointedly.
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"Nikki..."
I kept hearing my name called over and over. My entire body was heavy, like I had grown roots and was firmly planted on whatever I was laying on. I couldn't open my eyes. I tried really hard to even crack them, but everything was so heavy that I couldn't. I felt hands on my body, softly touching me. It felt like forever before the hands went away and even though I wasn't all there, I was very thankful, but now terror gripped my body.
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Castiel had spent the last few hours trying to find Crowley. "It's not working." He grunted frustrated. He now knew that Nikki was awake and she was very scared. Castiel purposely kept this information from the brothers, knowing how worried they would become. "Crowley's hidden from me." He told them. Castiel was still "working" with Crowley. Nobody knew that, even Nikki and she always seemed to know everything. He couldn't face her feelings if she knew. The disappointment would surely crush him. Knowing what Nikki had shown him from her memory of the timeline she was absent from had made him change his ways, but he knew that it would take something drastic to stop Raphael from taking over Heaven. He didn't want Nikki anywhere near them, so he was doing all he could. She was so much more powerful than what anyone knew. She was in fact God's favorite human and to be endowed with the gifts that came with it would make her dangerous. She didn't need to be a target. He had to keep her safe from them.
Dean had paced back and forth across the room while Sam sat dejected, staring at the same book that he had in his hands for the last ten minutes. He knew that his little brother was falling apart. The book was even upside down and Dean knew that he wasn't reading, just thinking. Thinking about the same thing that he was thinking about. Crowley wouldn't dare cross that line with Nikki. Would he? The uncertainty was driving Dean up the wall. "Well, looks like we're gonna have to try this the hard way." He announced getting Sam and Castiel's attention. Nikki was family. Screw Crowley. "But I'm not calling Bobby." He half joked. Someone needed to tell him that Nikki was almost certainly his daughter. Dean was not going to be the one. Maybe he could make Sammy do it, he thought.
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After what felt like forever, I finally managed to open my eyes. I couldn't understand why I felt so horrible and bogged down. I searched my memories, trying to remember where I was or who I was for that matter. That thought sent a shiver down my spine. I desperately tried to remember my name. I sat up slowly, with everything that I had in me and groaned. I felt as if I had been ran over repeatedly. My shoulder ached and my head hurt. "Hello?" I asked to the darkness of the room around me. I gulped, terror gripping me, "Do you know where I am?" There was nothing but darkness to answer me, so I sat with my head in my hands and cried. Then I threw in a little prayer just to be safe.
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Sam, Dean, and Castiel were scouring Samuel Campbell's compound for clues to find Crowley's hideout. They all knew that he was Crowley's little bitch, so it was fair to assume that he knew. Unfortunately, Samuel walked in on them as they were shifting through books and information to any kind of lead.
"Can I help you?" Samuel said in a smart ass tone. "What do you want?"
Dean locked his jaw preparing himself for a fight. "We wanna know where Crowley is."
Sam was quiet. Dean was getting nervous about it. Castiel could tell too. He shuffled himself away from Sam. Samuel looked at his grandsons and frowned. "If I even knew, why would I tell you?"
Dean shook his head in disgust. "Cause you're our Grandfather."
Sam stepped real close to Samuel. "I've gotta get Nikki back!" His voice was crackling with anger.
It took a moment in Samuel's head for it to click who Nikki was and when he did a harsh laugh escaped his lips. "Who says you can get that bitch back?"
Sam took a step closer and eyed his Grandfather dangerously. "Me." His voice was low and Samuel took a step back from his grandson. Dean and Castiel stepped back and let Sam let out some of his frustration. Better Samuel than them, they collectively thought.
"Look." Samuel threw his hands up defensively. "I'd like to help you, but I'm sorry."
"Can't or won't?" Dean threw at him taking a step forward, ready for whatever was going to happen. The room was abuzz with negative energy and it was coming from their Grandfather.
Samuel shook his head. "I can't." Dean looked at Sam who was about ready to explode.
"What is wrong with you? Do you wanna work for Crowley?" Dean glanced at Castiel. "Cas, can you give us a minute?" He asked his best friend. Castiel disappeared. He looked at his brother and then his Grandfather. "We're your blood! But if you don't wanna help us, I can't make you. But I just gotta know why? Is Nikki right about you?" He demanded to know.
Samuel took out a picture and handed it to Dean. It was their mother, Mary when she was young. Dean was speechless. Dean kept staring at the picture as Samuel spoke. "Crowley's gonna give her back to me." He said with tears in his eyes.
Dean thought briefly on what his Nikki had said the last time they had seen Samuel. Her words echoed in his head. "Do you think it makes her happy to know that you would turn your back on two of the people that she loved the most, just to rip her out of Heaven?" Dean cleared his throat. "Crowley's gonna bring mom back from the dead?" He asked.
"You tell me you don't want her back." Samuel tried to sway Dean. He just looked at the photograph in his hand. He knew that his mom was in Heaven. "You know," Samuel continued. "The one difference between us: you know how to live without her."
Dean stopped him. "Look, I know how you feel." Samuel interrupted him. Sam stood off to the side seething with anger.
"No, you don't. She's my daughter and she's dead and I can do something about it." He yelled.
"Do you really think Crowley is gonna make good here?" Dean yelled back.
"He brought Sam back! And me!" He reasoned.
"Trust me," Dean told him trying to reach through to him. "Don't go down that road."
"What are you saying?" Samuel wanted to know. He folded his arms over his chest.
Dean blew out a breath. "I'm saying, stop trying. It's gonna go nowhere good. Samuel, I know we've had our differences, but I'm your grandson and I'm telling you that this is wrong for so many reasons."
"You hypocrite!" He spit at Dean venomously.
"I'm asking you to learn from our mistakes!" Dean yelled. "Doing this, this is how the bad guy gets us every time. It's our Achilles' heel. Apparently it runs in the family. We will figure something else out. Okay?"
Samuel's mouth set in a straight line. "I'm sorry Dean, but I-" Dean interrupted him furious.
"Fine." He spat. "Bring her back. But what are you gonna tell her? That you made a deal with a demon? That you wouldn't help out her sons? That you were called out by someone that actually knows something and you are still wanting to do it?"
Samuel's face turned red. "That's enough! Just get out." Dean and Sam just shook their heads at him and left.
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"Aww. You're awake. Such a pleasant surprise!" A voice from the open door purred.
"Who are you?" I asked him. I didn't know if I could trust him. My shoulder ached just looking at him and this confused me. It probably didn't have anything to do with one another, but something in the back of my brain told me differently. I scooted back into my corner and made myself small.
"Bloody hell!" The man cursed. He had a British accent that seemed familiar. "This is not how it was suppose to go." He paced back and forth for a few moments. His movements seemed dangerous, like at any minute he would pounce. Then he suddenly stopped and turned to me with the biggest grin on his face. "I'm Fergus, your fiancé. You don't remember me?"
I tried to think. Something seemed off about it. "I don't know you." I tried to wave him away. "If you were my fiancé, why am I locked up?"
"I came to rescue you, Nicolette." He said softly. "The evil Sam Winchester drugged you and brought you here to keep you forever. I couldn't let him have my girl."
The way he said that name, it sounded so familiar, like he had said it a million times. I knew that I knew the name Sam Winchester, but I couldn't remember why.
"My name is Nicolette?" I asked myself. If he was really my fiancé, he would know my name. I looked Fergus in the eyes and he was crying. He wouldn't have had that sort of reaction if he didn't care. I stood up. "Please take me home." I asked politely. He took me into his arms and led me down a long, dark hallway.
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Sam and Dean were sitting at a table doing research, both bogged down, missing Nikki. Dean was hungry for her home cooked food and witty jokes and Sam just wanted to hold her in his arms and maybe hear her sing him a song. He felt a void with her gone. Castiel kept himself busy on the couch watching TV.
"It's very complex." Cas said to the brothers.
"Mm-hmm." Dean said distantly, not really paying attention.
"If the pizza man truly loves this babysitter, why does he keep slapping her rear? Perhaps she's done something wrong." Castiel wondered.
This caught Dean's attention. "You're watching porn? Why?" Dean couldn't believe it. If Nikki wasn't missing and possibly in danger, he would have thought that it was funny.
"It was there." Castiel answered simply.
Dean stood up and walked over to the couch. "You don't watch porn in a room full of dudes. And you don't talk about it." Dean shook his head. "Just turn it off." He told the angel. Castiel looked down at his lap confused. Dean looked at Sam. "Well, now he's got a boner." A knock on the door got everyone's attention. Dean opened the door and found Samuel.
Samuel noticed Castiel watching porn and gave Dean a weird look. "This is what you boys do, sit around watching pornos with angels?" He asked incredulously.
Castiel looked at Samuel and shook his head. "We're not suppose to talk about it." He informed him.
"Why are you here, Samuel?" Dean asked tired of talking about porn, for once. His thoughts were on getting Nikki back.
Samuel half heartedly smiled. "It's what Mary would want. Now, this is what I know." Sam was up in a flash next to his brother. "Whatever we bag ends up there." He shows them a map with a site marked. "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."
Sam shook his head. "Nikki got out." Dean put his hand on his brother and shook his head.
"Just to take her back." He reminded him. Dean smiled. "Don't worry. We will get her back. You know your not the only one who misses her." He said sadly. They both looked at Samuel.
"I wish you wouldn't do this." Their grandfather pleaded.
"Come with us." Sam said. "Nikki would appreciate knowing that you were actually helping us."
Samuel shook his head. "I may be soft, but I'm not suicidal." He scoffed.
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Fergus took me to a big room that was completely decked out. It was all so beautiful and I can't deny that the huge bed in the corner of the room didn't seem inviting, but he said he was going to take me home and I could feel in the depths of my soul that this wasn't home. I looked at him and then down at myself. My cloths were torn and tattered. Part of my bra was exposed. Suddenly I wanted to cover up. I crossed my arms in a attempting to make myself decent. Fergus noticed this and chuckled.
"I thought you were going to take me home?" I questioned him. Fergus pushed me towards the bed. "Answer me." I demanded. My shoulder started to ache again.
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Outside of the house, Meg and her posse waited. Meg looked at Castiel and smiled. "Remember me?" She flirted. "I sure remember you, Clarence."
Castiel looked to Dean. "Why are we working with these abominations?" He angrily demanded to know.
Meg stepped closer to Castiel. "Keep talking dirty." She grinned. "Makes my meatsuit all dewy."
Dean cleared his throat. "Alright, simmer down. We know where Crowley is." He announced.
Meg was pleased. "Great." She said with enthusiasm. "Do tell." Sam eyed her posse. There was one in particular that was eyeing them. This black eyed asshole was scowling at Dean.
"Yeah, tell you, so you can just leave us for dead." Sam scoffed. His thoughts went to Nikki, but he didn't want to get distracted.
Meg laughed. "You boys have serious abandonment issues, you know that?"
Sam and Dean were highly irritated. Castiel was worried. He felt Nikki's fear rising. "We'll show you, alright?" Sam yelled. "But we're all going together."
Meg scoffed. "What, I'm just suppose to trust you?"
"No, you're not that stupid." Sam told her. "Give me the knife for a minute." He demanded.
"No!" She told him. "I'm not that stupid."
Sam was at the end of his rope. "Do you want us to take you to Crowley or not?" His patience gone. Meg handed Sam Ruby's knife and he turned to the demon that was scowling at Dean and killed him with it. "You saw him. He was more interested in killing us than getting the job done. I just did us all a favor." He announced to everyone.
"Hey!" Meg screeched. "You just gonna keep that?" Sam smiled at her.
"You took this from us. I'm taking back. We leave in one hour." He told her.
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Dean and Sam were packing up for the hunt. Dean looked at Castiel. "You know, Cas, you could help."
Sam looked between the two. "I'm ambivalent about what we're attempting." Castiel admitted. Shock shown on the Winchester's faces.
"Well, breaking into monster Gitmo is not exactly a two-for-one in the champagne room." Dean spit sarcastically.
Sam shook his head at Cas.
"I'm not sure retrieving Nikki is wise." Castiel told them.
"Not wise?" Sam was about to explode from anger. "You look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't care about her." He demanded. Sam and Dean couldn't believe their ears. Castiel wasn't sure about rescuing Nikki. Castiel didn't say anything, but looked at his feet.
"Wait, what?" Dean was confused. "Why?"
Castiel looked at Dean and Sam for a moment before looking back at his shoes. "I want her to survive."
"What the hell? What are you talking about, Cas." Sam almost screamed.
"Something is terribly wrong. She keeps feeling terror and confusion. I don't even know if she will know us when we break her out. You said that he drugged her. I don't know what he has planned for her, but he won't give her up easily. I don't want her to die." Castiel told them.
Dean stepped in between Cas and Sam before his brother took a swing at his friend. "But you're saying you don't know anything for sure. I mean, she could be fine." Dean sounded like he was trying to reassure himself.
"Yes." Castiel admitted. "It could be that she is fine, but I sincerely doubt it."
Sam growled a little. "Well if she isn't, you can fix her."
"I would try, but I wouldn't know where to begin. Her memories are there. I can feel it, but it is almost like she is locked in her own mind and I don't know that I could reach in without overcharging both of us again." Castiel sadly explained.
Dean took a breath. "Then you figure it out, Cas. Come on, I mean, Nikki is special and we all love her." Dean put his hand on Castiel's shoulder. "I know you love her too. Crowley doesn't get to keep her. She's family. Our family." Dean then turned to Sam. "Look, we'll get her back and if there are complications, then we will figure out a way to deal with those too." He assured him.
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Outside of Crowley's monster prison Dean, Sam, Castiel, Meg and her posse stood looking at the building, thinking. "Seems pretty quiet." Dean said aloud.
"It's not, I can feel it." Castiel told Dean. "Meet me at the side door." With that Castiel disappeared.
Everyone quickly and quietly made it to the side door. The door opened to the Winchesters, Cas on the other side. He let them and the demons inside.
"This all seem a little too easy for you?" Dean asked his brother.
"Way too easy." Sam commented. He silently prayed to God that Nikki was alright.
Silently they made their way down the halls. There were creatures locked up in just about every room. Castiel stopped everyone. "Wait."
"What is it?" Dean asked him. Castiel touched his ears and everyone strained to listen. The barking of dogs grew louder in the distance. Meg looked at the boys.
"Damn it. Here come the guards." She swore.
"Hell hounds." Dean pailed. "GO!" He screamed. They ran for the nearest set of doors and wedge them shut with a piece of wood. Sam drew a line of salt down in front of it. The two demons who were left in Meg's posse didn't make it and the group could hear them being ripped apart by the hell-hounds.
"I knew this was a trap." Dean yelled angrily.
"What do you want, a cupcake?" Meg sarcastically threw back. She didn't like hell-hounds either.
Sam looked at the salt line. "Alright, that should keep them out."
"Not for long." Dean retorted. He ran his hands through his hair frustrated. "How many of them are there?" He asked.
"Lots." Meg said panicked. "I'll be pulling for you...from Cleveland." She told them.
"What?!" Dean yelled at her.
"I didn't know that this was gonna happen." She explained. "Bright side: them chewing up my meatsuit ought to buy you a few seconds. Seacrest out." She smiled. She thew her head back and tried to leave her host body, but she couldn't.
"A spell, I think, from Crowley. Within these walls you're locked inside your body." He answered everyone's unspoken question.
"Karma's a bitch, bitch." He told Meg.
Sam took out Ruby's knife. "What are you doing Sammy? Gonna slash at thin air until you hit something?" Dean asked Sam. Sam ignored him and looked at Meg. "You can see them. Take this." He offers her the knife. "Hold them off. It's our best shot."
"At Crowley." Meg corrected him. "Take it and go. You kill the smarmy dick. I"ll hold off the dogs." She told them.
"How are you gonna do that?" Dean questioned her.
Meg grabbed Castiel by the neck and kissed him, at the same time removing his angel sword. Castiel pushed her up against the wall and kissed her like he had seen done on the porno. When they finally pulled away, Meg was breathless. "What was that?" She asked amazed.
"I learned that from the pizza man." He smiled at her.
Meg grinned, clearly turned on. "Well, A plus for you. I feel so..."She thought for a moment for the right word. "Clean. Okay," She caught her breath. "Gotta go." She started to step forward ready for the hell hounds.
"Whoa, whoa," Dean stopped her. "Is that gonna work on a hell-hound?" He asked.
Meg threw Castiel another admiring glance and laughed. "Well, we're about to find out." She took a defensive stance. "Run!" She yelled at them. Sam, Dean, and Castiel took off.
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Fergus pushed me down on the bed. My entire body started to shake. There was an excruciating pain that started from my shoulder and my body felt like it was on fire. "I don't think you are who you say you are." I told him, my voice cracking with pain. He frowned and shoved his hips against my lower body. I felt his excitement and I started to cry. He took his fingers and roughly grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "You are MINE!" He told me forcefully. He shoved his hips against me once more, grinding himself on me. A noise caught his attention and he huffed. "One moment, lovie. I have to take care of a few pests." He ran his hands down what was left of my shirt, ripped it from my body leaving me in my bra. He smiled. "Don't worry. I'll have you screaming my name later." He winked.
With that he disappeared. I couldn't do anything. I didn't even know who or where I was. So I curled into a ball, making myself as small as possible. As I started to cry, I prayed to God to give me strength. The fire in my body, starting from my shoulder became more intense. It felt like something that was protecting me was being pealed back and ripped away from me. I couldn't hold back anymore and I screamed.
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It was dark and the boys were making their way through the hallway blind. "Can't see jack." Dean complained. Suddenly, there was a blinding light and Castiel vanished. A moment later a loud blood curtailing scream could be heard echoing through the halls. "Nikki." Sam whispered.
"Cas?!" Dean screamed for his friend. He turns and looks at Sam who has noticed their grandfather, Samuel. Samuel had banished Cas with a blood sigil.
Sam let out an aggravated breath. "Dean." He said motioning towards their grandfather.
"You sold us out?" Dean yelled at him, not believing. Two demons appeared behind the brother's and grabbed them. "Damn you, Samuel." Dean cussed.
Crowley appeared out of thin air and looked at Samuel. "Yes, and I have to say, best purchase I've made since Dick Cheney." He smiled.
Sam looked at Crowley murderous. "Where's Nikki?" He demanded to know. Crowley ignored him.
Dean spoke up. "Hiya, Crowley. How's tricks?" He asked sarcastically.
Crowley pursed his lips before smiling. "Above your pay grade. Been working. Big things. Gotta make a good living for the Mrs." He grinned at Sam as he said the last part. "Alas, you'll be too dead to participate."
"Really?" Dean questioned.
Crowley nodded. "Shame I have to do away with you both. Rather enjoyed your indentured servitude." He cast a glance at Sam. "If Nicolette remembered who you are, I'm sure she would be very cross with me. I didn't expect the drug to wipe her memory, but I can't say that I'm disappointed." He laughed. He walked away from the boys humming "Here Comes The Bride" as Sam and Dean were thrown into separate cells.
"NIKKI!" Sam screams.
"Sam?!" Dean hollered to his brother.
Sam sniffled, holding back tears. "Yeah."
"I'm standing in pee." He told Sam dejected.
Sam felt like crying, but he knew he had to be strong for Nikki. "Consider yourself lucky." He told him looking at his own surroundings of blood and feces.
"Yikes. That sucks." Dean hollered back. Dean looked around the room he was in, but his attention shifted to the door. A little window opened and he could see Samuel standing on the other side. "You want forgiveness, find a priest." He was pissed.
"I just want you to understand." Samuel said softly.
Dean scoffed. "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."
Samuel's face was red. "I am putting blood first." He argued.
"Oh, gimme a break!" Dean yelled.
"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 yelled back at Dean.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Oh, that is such crap! Nikki was so right about you! You wanna know what really happened? You chose a demon over your own grandsons!"
"That stupid bitch isn't even family!" Samuel told Dean. "See it how you want. You're a stranger. No, really, tell me: what exactly are you suppose to be to me?" He asked.
"I'll tell you who I am. I'm the guy that you never wanna see again. 'Cause I'll make it out of here, trust me. The next time you see me, I'll be there to kill you...if Sammy doesn't beat me to it." Dean told him realizing how quiet his brother was being. Surely he heard Samuel talking shit about her. Dean knew how much Sam loved Nikki.
Samuel just laughed. "Don't think there's gonna be a next time."
"Whatever gets you through the night." He told him bitterly. The door opened and Dean was dragged out of his cell by two demons and dragged down the corridor. Dean's eyes never left Samuel's. Sam, in his cell hears this and frowns. Sam starts pacing his cell once more, before squatting down, he bit into his arm at the wrist, drawing his own blood. The demons pushed Dean into a room around the same time, with blood and guts all over it. The demons disappeared, but reappeared with two ghouls only moments later.
"Enjoy." The demon told them motioning at Dean.
Dean threw his hands up. "Alright, alright. Shawshank's a great flick, but let's skip the shower scene, huh?" He asked the ghouls.
One ghoul looked at the other. "Look," He said referring to Dean. "Breakfast."
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The demons that took away Dean entered Sam's cell with a smile. Crouched by the wall furthest from the door Sam waited. "What did you do with my brother?" He demanded.
One of the demons laughed. "Oh, you'll find out. You're about to join him." Sam smiled at them. They were caught in the devil's trap that Sam had painted on the ceiling with his blood. Sam laughed at them and ran out of the room. He had to save his family.
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Fergus had returned to the room. He ripped my pants from my body. I lay there sobbing. He only laughed as he played with my hair. "Don't worry. Most brides cry on their wedding night." He handed me a long white gown. "Put this on. You're about to become a Queen." He smiled.
I stood from the bed and turned my back on him. The only reason that I was putting on the dress was because I didn't want to be in my underwear around him. He scared me. Throwing the gown to the floor, I stepped into it. I felt his fingers on my back and he unhooked my bra. I looked over my shoulder with scared eyes. "You don't need this lovie. You're bust is more than sufficient enough to hold up the dress." I could feel him smiling. Quickly, I finished dressing and sat back on the bed. I noticed a small hand print on my shoulder and I touched it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as a bright white light filled my vision.
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Dean was fighting the ghouls. "Frickin' hate ghouls!" He yelled landing another blow on one of the ghouls. At the same time, Sam was running down the hallway, looking for him.
"Dean?" Sam yelled.
Dean was having a hard time holding off both of the ghouls. One of them grabbed him from behind. "Let me go, son of a bitch!" He scream throwing his fists to protect himself.
"Dean?" Sam yelled again. Sam heard a noise coming from behind one of the doors and acted fast. He threw the door open and seeing that Dean was about to become dinner for the ghouls, ripped one of the metal bars off of the wall and staked one of the ghouls, saving his brother. Dean used his momentum to push the ghoul down and killed it.
"Let's go get your girl." Dean smiled to his brother before they both ran out the door.
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I was standing in front of a nice hand carved mirror. I couldn't see my reflection, but those of other people. There was a handsome man with sharp features and long brown hair. His eyes were piercing and sad. My heart sped up looking at him. I could stare at his face all day. Then, sadly, his face disappeared and another attractive face popped up. His features chiseled and sharp, stood out. In all honesty he looked like a male model with his haunting green eyes with a dust of freckles sprinkled across his nose. He disappeared and another face popped up. His mouth was set in a frown and his bright blue eyes looked confused. His image disappeared just as quickly. Another face popped up and he was older with a scruffy face and a trucker hat. These men all seemed so familiar, but I still couldn't think of who they were. Just as quickly he disappeared too.
"Nikki." A pair of voices whispered my name. A man and a woman, both beautiful appeared in the mirror. They were holding on to one another and the love for one another was clear in the way they looked at one another. The woman was breath-taking. The man was just striking. She knew these people, but at the same time she didn't.
"Nikki. You have to wake up. Our boys need you. You need to remember." The woman said.
"Who are you?" I asked them.
"You know who we are, we don't have much time here. You have to get away from Crowley. He will try to corrupt you. Turn your powers into darkness." The man answered this time.
"We know you love our boys, Nikki." The woman said. "One day, we will all be together again, but until then, you need to take care of them. They need you just as much as you need them." She whispered.
They were starting to fade away. "Remember." The man whispered before he disappeared.
I sat up screaming. It was all a dream? Fergus looked at me. "Glad your awake. Not too much longer my love, and we shall be man and wife...King and Queen of Hell." I swallowed and watched him leave. He had been gone for a few minutes when the door opened again. A beautiful woman with brown hair walked into the room and grinned when she saw me.
"Come on Princess. We gotta get you out of here." She told me extending her hand to me. I took it. Not even knowing who she was, I took it, because my options were starting to disappear. She took in my white dress. "I can't believe you were gonna get married without me." She scoffed playfully.
"Are you my BFF or something?" I asked her. As we made our way down the hallway.
She laughed at me. "Maybe one day. I like you Princess, don't know why, but I got your back." A fire alarm was sounding in the background.
I was overcome with emotion. I pulled her into a hug and smiled. "Thank you."
"Come on." She tugged me away. "You're making my meatsuit feel all weird."
"What's your name?" I asked her.
Her "friend" looked at her weird. "Meg, but you should know that, princess."
They continued to run down the halls. "What is mine?" I asked her.
She smiled at me. "Nikki." She said simply.
Before long we ran into two men that looked so familiar,but then it hit me. I dreamed of them. The taller one took notice of me and grabbed me, pulling me into a bone crushing hug. He smelled like home. My heart almost burst, but I still couldn't remember "who" they were to me. The shorter one came round and hugged me too. "You were in my dreams." I whispered letting tears fall down my face. I pulled away.
"Who are you?" I asked them. Before he could answer Fergus arrived. "You should be ghoul scat by now." He yelled furiously. The tall man, tackled him down from behind. "Really necessary?" Fergus asked. "I just had this dry-cleaned." He looked at me and smiled. I took a step back and he tried to take a step forward but it was like he was stuck. I looked around at everyone confused. "So, to what do I owe the reach-around?" He asked the men.
Meg, who had somehow managed to hide her presence from Fergus stepped forward so he could see her. "Crowley." She smiled easily.
"Whore." He acknowledged. My mouth fell open. I couldn't believe he just called her that.
"That's my friend!" I scoffed at him. All eyes were on me. Fergus laughed at me. Meg stepped closer to Fergus grinning.
"Okay, you know what?" She asked him and a few moments later Fergus began to cough up blood. "The best torturers never get their hands dirty." She looked back to the tall man who had stared at me. "Sam wants a word with you." She told Fergus.
He laughed. "What can I do for you, Sam?" He asked with fake niceness.
Sam's features became dark. "Bring back her memories." He demanded. I assumed he was talking about me. He waited a few moments. "Well...?" He questioned.
"No." Fergus said simply.
The shorter one looked at my new friend. "Meg?" He asked. Fergus began to cough up blood again.
"I can't!" He yelled.
"Can't or won't?" Sam asked.
"I said "can't." I mean "can't," you mop-headed lumberjack. I was really lucky you know. The drug was only suppose to suppress her powers when it took effect, not erase her memory. I can't get that back. I mean, I'm good, but she is protected. It's almost like to protect herself she forgot. I had nothing to do with that." He told Sam.
Sam didn't look like he believed him. "How do I know that you aren't lying?" He demanded to know.
"Wait." I yelled. I looked at Fergus. "You lied to me. I am not your fiancé! This Winchester person didn't do this to me...you did." I was starting to get angry and it was showing.
"Sorry pet, but you are mine. I don't care what ANYONE HAS TO SAY ABOUT IT." He screamed.
"You could never love her like I do." Sam calmly told Fergus. Crowley? Had he lied about his name to? Sam gently pulled on my hand and planted a passionate kiss on my lips.
I fell to the floor and started to convulse again. Sam tried to catch me, but he wasn't fast enough. Everything was flooding back. I knew who I was, who my family was, and most importantly that I had God on my side. I opened my eyes and saw Sam looking at me with tears in his eyes. I winked at him and stood up. Looking at Crowley, I screamed. "ENOUGH!" I ran towards him with all the speed I had in me and knocked him to the ground. I kept hitting him with my fists and even though I heard bones crack I kept going. Using his powers he tried to fling me against the wall, but now that my memories were back, so were my powers. Since Crowley couldn't get to me, he settled for using his powers on Sam, Dean, and Meg. My mouth opened in shock and Crowley stuck his tongue in my mouth so I bit down until he removed it. He rolled me on my back, spit blood on the floor and used one hand to squeeze my breast. I turned my head away, anger boiling inside of me. Pissed off at me, Crowley pulled out a knife. Out of nowhere Castiel appeared.
"Leave HER alone!" Castiel yelled.
Crowley rolled off of me and I ran to Sam. "Castiel, haven't seen you all season. You the cavalry now?" He asked his voice full of sarcasm.
"You will not lay another finger on her, do you understand me?" Castiel was feeling Nikki's anger and feeding off of it.
"I'll do more than that." He responded with a wicked grin. Using his powers he flung everyone against the wall again and walked over to where I was standing. "You look so good in that dress that I just want to eat you up." He smiled. I spit in his face and he backhanded me. Furious I put my hands on either side of his face and let everything go. All the hate that I possessed for him...everything. I forgave him. Power flowed through me like I had never felt. Then poof. Crowley was gone.
"Did you erase him?" Dean asked dusting himself off.
"I don't know what I did." I answered. I thought for a second. When I erased Christian, I had put my hand over his heart. "I think I sent him somewhere, but I'm not sure. I just let go of all the hate I had built up for him and I forgave him. Then poof, you saw what happened." I explained the best that I could.
I looked behind me and saw my boys looking at me. "Where's Meg?" I asked suddenly noticing her absence.
Dean chuckled. "Well, she's smart, I'll give her that. I was gonna kill her, too." He said disappointed. He cast a glance at Castiel. "'Course, I'd have given you an hour with her first."
Castiel looked confused. "Why would I want that?" He asked.
I shook my head. "Can we get the hell out of here?" I asked. My hands hurt like hell, but I didn't care.
"We'll get you patched up soon." Sam promised me.
As we were making our way through the doors, Sam's arms wrapped protectively around me, Dean grinned, elbowed me and laughed. "Hey Nikki, you look good in white." He joked. I looked down and realize that my "wedding gown" was dirty and torn, the delicate lace ripped here and there.
"Okay, Dean-o-saur, I know your hungry, but compliments will not get you a home-made pie tonight." I joked. "Even if y'all earned it." I laughed. Sam kissed my hair. Once we were next to the Impala, I smiled, ready to go home.
I looked at Castiel. "I'm glad you came." I told him, breaking away from Sam for a moment to engulf him in a hug. "I love all of you guys so much." I cried. "You came and got me." I sobbed. Even though I was hugging Cas, Sam and Dean both hugged me. I felt so loved. "Thank you guys." I cried some more. "Thank you so much."
One by one, they all let go. Castiel disappeared back to fight for Heaven and left me and the brothers for the long ride home. Dean cleared his throat and started up the Impala. I looked up at Sam and smiled.
"I love you so much, Nikki." He told me his voice breaking with emotion. My heart felt like it would explode, it was swelling with love.
"I love you too, Sam." I smiled at him. Happy tears falling down my face.
"Let's go home." He smiled, offering me his hand. I took it and he led me to the car.
Once I was in the back seat I stretched out and took a deep breath. Then I yawned and closed my eyes, happy to be going home.
Dean's voice was the last thing I heard before I passed out. "When we get back to Bobby's you need to tell him who you are." He turned to look at me, but I was far too relaxed and close to sleep to answer.