Broken
Aria laid sprawled on the road, bleeding and in pain. She tried helping but that's where it got her. Graceless and broken.
"Sorry about this baby.." Dean told the impala before the swift yank free. He quickly opened the door and crouched beside Aria; cradling her head. "Aria, please wake up, baby. We have to get to the bunker. I've decided that I can't be this anymore." Tears feel onto her.
Aria flinched. "That tear went into my scar." She looked at him; smiling weakly.
Dean smiled and held her close. "Thank god."
"Don't thank him yet. W-We have to go. Gadreel will kill everyone there." She tried getting up.
"Whoa there, angel." Dean helped her up. "The bunker is hours from here. Cas!" Dean yelled.
Aria shook her head. "It's no use. He thinks you're still dark. Plus he's working with Sam to find Gadreel."
Crowley cleared his throat loudly. "King of Hell still in the trunk!"
Aria and Dean smirked at each other before opening the trunk to see Crowley's scruffy face looked up at them.
Aria sighed. "I need you to take us to the bunker."
Crowley rolled his eyes. "Like I'm going to help y-"
Aria grabbed his suit collar. "You're going to help us, you bastard."
Dean pulled Aria away. "Crowley, if you value your freakin' freedom, you'll help us, dammit."
Crowley sighed. "I need this Devil's Trap to go then."
Dean moved Crowley around to find the paint remover. He sprayed the painting then with his sleeve, he erased it.
Crowley climbed out and adjusted his tie. "Shall we go or are we going to stand around and talk about how amazing our hair is?"
Aria dug into her pocket and fished out the keys to the cuffs. She unlocked Dean's cuffs and threw them into the trunk. "There's no time to lose."
"But..you can't leave my baby here." Dean whined.
Crowley and Aria looked at Dean seriously.
"Dean, get over it." Crowley whispered before transporting them outside the bunker.