Bad Company
I watched you change Into a fly
I looked away, You were on fire
Haley came to with a throbbing headache, one that pounded in her skull to the beat of her pulse. She didn't dare open her eyes, as she tried to assess her current predicament.
Wiggling her wrists, Haley determined her hands were tightly bound behind her back, same tangled knots on her ankles. The humming in her ears and rhythmic movement told her she was in car. The smell of his musk told her Sam was still near.
Taking a deep breath, Haley summoned all her courage and decided to face this head on. Letting her eye lids slip open, Haley stirred in her seat, pulling her face from the cool glass.
"Hello sunshine, sorry about the bondage. Couldn't have you escaping, now could we?" It taunted. Her captor dressed in Sam's body smiled, sinister grin distorting Sam's usually gentle face.
Looking at Sam beside her, hearing his voice, Haley's heart constricted with pain like she anticipated. It was down right cruel using Sam against her like this.
"Who are you?" Haley spoke up with boldness in her tone. Taking the conversation where she wanted it to be, while trying to gather as much information as she could.
Focused eyes fell back on the road as Sam's shoulder's shrugged with a smile. "Sam," its voice edged with mocking.
"You're not Sam," Her lip snarled with anger. Letting out an audible sigh, Haley could see where this was going. Not willing to play that game, she turned away to look out the window numbly, ignoring him.
Seeing her disinterest it tried to reel her back in with a nimble. "I have many names." The demon answered, being purposefully vague.
Haley turned back, surprised it had answered. "Why Sam? You must know I'm not going to let you have him." Even Haley was impressed by how much strength filled her voice.
The repercussions came quick, black eyes shot to her in a second with irritation, deforming Sam's usually gentle features, sending Haley scooting closer against the door.
Blinking his eyes back to a nature hue as an eerie calm over took him.
"Just taking Sammy here out for a test drive. We have big plans for him you know." Cocky smoothness in the way he spoke, as if he held all the cards and all she could do was pray.
Haley's lips grew pursed with agitation as filthy arrogance filled the car.
"Why are you doing this? Why me?" She pushed, the lack of amusement clear to see in her chocolate eyes.
Another dirty grin found his lips as Sam's eyes stayed glued to the road. This demon didn't normally cater to humans, mere pathetic mortals but this was Haley. It found her oddly intriguing with the significance she was suppose to hold.
"Oh your bait sweetheart." He flashed her Sam's excited eyes that punched in her gut with their stolen familiarity.
"For who?" Haley pressed never missing a beat. Every word that slipped from Sam's lips another piece of information collected incase she could use it to her advantage.
Sam's all knowing, whiskey eyes flashed to her once more, saying she already knew.
"D-Dean?" She stuttered, the shocked easy to detect as her poker face dropped. The air in the car suddenly so thick it was hard to breath. "Then why not back at the motel? Why take me at all?" Doing the math, it didn't add up. Haley didn't expect a demon to be truthful or forthcoming but its chilling threat sent the fear creeping back in her heart. Not for herself but for those she loved most.
Sam's eyes stayed focused, as the demon basked in its own preemptive glory.
"It's a two for one sale at the Bobby Singer's house, everything must go." His rough voice chimed with a wicked grin.
Staying quiet, dread flooded Haley. Trembling overtook her veins. "He won't show. He already knows it's a trap." Haley told the demon hoping it would believe her, as if she could some how stop this.
Certainty pierced Sam's eyes as they shot to her. "As long as your there, he'll be there."
A shiver ran down Haley's spine, there was no doubt in her mind the demon was at least right about that.
I took you home, Set you on the glass
I pulled off your wings
Then I laughed
Watching her out of the corner of Sam's eye, it could see it was breaking her down. It could smell her fear like a stench. The darkness this creature was made up of bathed in her pain, eating it up before throwing the dog a bone. Lowly, pathetic creatures of emotion these humans were.
"I'll let you in on a little secret." The demon spoke up in a smug whisper as if to indicate its words held extra importance.
Haley glanced Sam's way waiting for it to speak, face blank as she tried to hide her heartache.
"You're not just bait princess. Think of this as a transformation really, a test." It spoke clear and smooth, eyes glued to the road as it soaked up all the weakness her emotions induced, seeping off her like sweat in the heat.
Swallowing hard, Haley forced her lips to move. "A test?" She repeated and instantly regretted repeating him, like a mumbling fool.
Seeing it held her full, undivided attention, he continued with a sinister grin.
"If you pass, which judging by your weak human nature and lack of greatness, I'm sure you'll fail. I find it hard to believe there's anything special hiding inside of you." He spoke slowly as his degrading stare flashed to her briefly.
"But if you pass, Sammy's off the hook. We'll have no use for him. We'll have something much more powerful to play with." Sam's face twisted yet again into a joker smile, as the demon imagined what it would be like if they got the ultimate prize. A tool so mythical, no was even sure it would ever really exist.
Once again Haley was reduced to blinking eyes and numb lips, as her mind tried to wrap around the explosive information just thrown at her. The only comfort drawn was knowing the longer she spent with this thing the more detached it was from Sam. Every movement showed her how different this thing truly was from her best friend.
Her heart pounded in her chest, Haley took a deep breath and asked a question she still wasn't sure she was ready for. "What do I have to do?"
Her voice ripped the demon from its focused thoughts, glancing at her out of the corner of Sam's eye, it suddenly felt tried of playing with her, her weakened nature suddenly boring and redundant. "Nothing, I'll come to you."
Last words of a dangerous creature, it ignored Haley the rest of the trip. No matter how many questions or annoying tactics, it wouldn't acknowledge her presence. Not until they reached Bobby's big, old house in record time.
That's when the knife appeared, pulled from under the seat. Long and shiny, thick and tipped, Haley almost vomited at the sight of it. With the sight of that blade, for the first time since this whole nightmare began, Haley finally admitted to herself, she may not be coming out of this one alive and for once she prayed Dean wouldn't come to rescue her.
He yanked a still restrained Haley from the car, as she fought ever inch of the way. If she was going out, she was going out fighting. Haley got in a few good kicks before Sam managed to bend her to his will and shield himself with her body.
Holding a steady grip on her, the other on that long, shiny blade as it pressed to her neck, Sam whispered a warning. "Now don't go doing anything stupid that might make this blade slip."
His deep breath was hot on her cheek, before Sam marched to Bobby's door, ready to start the show.
I watched a change in you
It's like you never had words
Now you feel so alive
I watched you change
"Change," Deftones
