Somehow, they were able to get the wrecked car back to Kat's house without letting the demon escape. It wasn't easy, and it definitely wasn't pretty for Kat, but in the end, they had to just put the car in the garage, sitting on top of a giant Devil's Trap.
Kat sat on the step in front of the door that led into the house while Sam and Dean pretty much paced around the demon. A hot-pack sat around her neck, her arm in a sling, and a very unflattering band-aid stretched across her left eyebrow. She wasn't in the mood to deal with this, and she only wanted to take a hot bath, but she couldn't let the boys have all the fun, could she?
"So here's what's going to happen," Dean started, stopping in front of the demon and looking at him square in the eye. "You are going to tell us where Kat's family is and why you've been following her, got it?"
"Now why would I do that if you're going to send me back to hell anyway?" the demon smart-mouthed back.
"We can always kill you instead," Sam suggested, stopping for only a second before he continued to pace. "So, what's it going to be; tell us what we want and go to hell or don't talk and get dead?"
The demon smirked, then actually seemed to contemplate what Sam offered. "Ok, I'll talk," he said with a smile on his face. "Her family is in Disneyland and I've been following her to find the way to Sesame Street." Then he started to laugh.
Not thinking it was funny, Kat ignored the paint that shot up her back as she stood up and grabbed a bottle that sat next to her. She then unscrewed the cap and threw it at the demon. When the liquid touched his skin, a sizzling sound erupted and the demon screamed in pain. "You're going to tell us now where my sister and aunt are or the next amount of holy water I throw at you will not be a small water bottle."
Sam and Dean looked stunned by how Kat reacted, and then Dean smiled and said, "That's my girl."
"No where near your 'girl' right now," Kat angrily replied as she sat back down. She didn't feel like herself at all, but she had plenty of reasons for the crappy mood she was in. "Now, start talking," she hissed, placing the hot-pack gently back on her neck.
With a glare on his face, the demon replied, "They're in a warehouse exactly 10 miles away from here." There was a pause, and the silence felt like a weight in the air. "I told you where they are, now send me back to hell!"
"Don't think you answered all her questions," Dean said back. "And I would if I were you, because the next size bottle she has is a 2-liter bottle."
Kat was already about to pick up the bottle when the demon said, "Nothing's going to happen to her!"
"What do you mean by that?" Kat asked, her voice quiet but still hard. She didn't know if she could trust what the demon was saying, but she wanted to hear more of it.
"Nothing's going to happen to you," he stated again. "What we told you was a way to get your attention of what will become of you."
"And what is that?" she asked, a bit of curiosity showing.
The demon smiled and said, "You are the only thing that can tear up the Winchesters. And when that happens, Lucifer will rise and your world will fall."
sorry for it being so short. I just became loaded wth projects, but I relly wanted to write something.