Chapter 16- Angels, and Demons, and Abominations, Oh My!

"Anna? Anna it's time to wake up," She called out gently. Then pulled the blanket back revealing nothing but lumpy pillows. Not understanding she tilted her head at the strategically formed pillows. The thick iron door slammed shut echoing loudly in the small metal room. Elliott jumped and spun around to the now closed door. The click of the lock had her blood running cold.

"No." She shouted running to the door and pounding on it. "No. No, no! Let me out!" The metal slot on the door opened revealing the chocolate brown eyes of Ruby. "Ruby, this is not funny. Open the fucking door." Slamming her fist down on the iron wall.

"Sorry honey not my idea." Then demon said almost sympathetically.

"Sam!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "You son of a bitch! Let me out of here! Sam!"

"Wasn't his idea either sweetheart." Dean voice rumbled from the other side of the locked door.

"Dean?" Elliott bawked brows knitting together.

"Don't blame Sammy. This one's all on me Ell." Dean stepped up to the slot his determined green eyes set. "He didn't want to do this at first but in the end, he knew your safety was more important."

"Dean! You can't do this! I'm a grown ass woman not a fucking child! You can't just hold me captive against my will!" She snarled. Glaring daggers at the cold green eyes.

"You may not be a child Ell, but you're the closest thing I have to a pain in the ass little sister," He confessed roughly. "-and I protect my family. You can be mad at me all you want Princess, but I'm not letting you out until we get back from getting Anna her grace. And I'm not sorry." She huffed, and gritted her teeth, fist balling up. He was like a brother to her too. Which made her even more furious at his stupid actions.

"You are going to regret this, both of you." She shouted the last part in hopes that Sam could hear her wherever he was. "Just let me out and we can take on this bastard together." She tried to reason.

"I'm not letting Alastair-" Dean took a shaky breath. "-I'm not letting him near you ever again. Ellie, I've been through it. I know what he can do, and I even-" His voice broke and instead of finishing, his green eyes disappeared from the little slot in the door. Footsteps thudded down getting closer to the panic room.

"Sam?" Her voice cracked hopefully. His beautiful eyes appeared in the little viewing vent. "Sam let me out. This is wrong."

"I'm sorry baby. Dean's right. This is the best way we can to protect you. He can't get you in there." He whispered miserably.

"No!"

"Ellie, please understand-" He started voice desperate.

"We'll be back to let you out as soon as we get Anna's grace. Water and rations are by the cot." Dean pulled his brother back. "Time to go Sammy."

"Don't you fucking dare!" Elliott began screaming and pounding on the iron door again. Watching them through the viewing slot make their way up the stairs. Her panicked harsh shouts drowned out Sam's reassurance. She continued her protesting wails until the roar of the Impala faded away.

"He left me. He really left me." Elliott breathed out stunned. "He really left me." Then began to pace the small space inside her new prison running her fingers through her long blonde hair. She let out a rageful scream, even though she knew no one would hear her.

Sitting on the edge of the cot resting her elbows on her knees she let her head fall into her hands, attempting to process. Why did she have to love such a chauvinistic caveman? It may not have been Sam's idea but he was all too willing to go along with it and he did absolutely nothing to stop it.

Wait, she paused. Did she just admit she loved him? Fuck that made it even worse. Sure, she has never felt more connected to anyone like she does with Sam. The strange magnetic pull she felt towards him, the butterflies her stomach got when she touched him had only ever happened with the giant. She wanted to hate him for letting his brother lock her up to go on a 'dangerous' hunt. In fact, she wanted to hate his brother as well, but she couldn't. Furious with both of them yes but not hate.

The fan rotated in the devil's trap above her casting shadows as it circled. The small iron room was cold on its own without the chilly breeze the fan brought in. Elliott shivered and zipped up her leather jacket.

It seemed no matter how well she hunted both Sam and Dean weren't going to trust her. That much was clear. She rubbed circles along her temples as she tried to find any other conclusion. Any other then the one she had circling her mind. She didn't like the idea. Not really. Her heart ached at it actually, but the longer she stewed in silence she couldn't think of any other solution. Hunting with partners that wouldn't trust her could lead her down terrible paths. Either this would keep happening and she would get locked up when a hunt was 'too dangerous' or even worse could get one of them killed.

Elliott sniffed and began fiddling with the elastic hair tie around her wrist, just imagining the hurt this would cause. She could hunt on her own no problem, and could always contact other hunter friends for help is she needed it. That wasn't the problem. Part of her ached at even thinking about leaving without her giant. Leaving would be so difficult but she just knew she couldn't stay and live like this. Even though she had fallen harder than she ever thought she could for the shaggy haired giant. This couldn't continue. She needed out.

Time moved by extremely slow and her crappy phone had zero service down in the iron cage. With little to do Elliott spent the first hour and a half planning. Planning what she would say to the Winchesters especially Sam, when she was let out. That took up most of her time.

Then she moved on to planning her actions. First, she'd give them both a good ass kicking, before she explained that she couldn't hunt with hunters that don't trust her. Then she would have to quickly pack her things before Sam and Dean could try and talk her out of it. Luckily the Beast had a fresh oil change and was ready to hit the open yet lonely road. Maybe she could even call up Garth or Asa to assist her at first, just in case. Or there was the possibility that Rufus would let her crash on his pull out couch for a few days. Who she really wanted to contact was Jo, but after Max's death Elliott didn't think seeing his on and off again girlfriend would help her head space.

That's how she spent her first few hours in lock up, just brainstorming her next moves. After a couple more hours of stretching and a round of sit ups and push ups to pass the time, she surveyed the 'rations' Dean had left her. Drinking a room temp bottle of water Elliott made note of an open box of granola bars, a bag of Cheetos, trail mix, and some beef jerky.

"Dean," She shook her head with a huff.

Too angry to really eat she finished the water bottle and kicked her boots off to lay on the creaky cot. Attempting to take a nap and give herself the strength to do what she needed to do when they finally let her out. She tossed and turned on the small noisy cot for a long while before the whooshing of the fan rotating above her finally lulled her into sleep.

Movement and a rustling in the small room had Elliott springing up off the cot and out of her sleep. Hunter instincts waking her quickly ready for action. Expecting it to be Sam and Dean back from getting Anna's grace her breath hitched when instead there was a man. Not man, an angel. Uriel.

"How the Hell did you get in here?" Elliott demanded cautiously backing away from Uriel.

"Iron and devils traps have no effect on my kind." Uriel smugly huffed. Dark eyes following her movement closely, as she backed herself up against the wall.

She could feel the cold wall against the backs of her sock covered heals. Her back hit the iron wall and she swallowed hard feeling like a mouse cornered by a cat.

"What-What do you want? Anna should have her grace back by now. Why are you here?" Elliott did her best to growl and mask her fear of angels. Although the angel chuckled his eyes held an annoyed glint.

"Let's just say you're my insurance policy." He grumbled. Uriel was suddenly gone, but before she could fully register that, he reappeared standing only a few inches from her. She gasped loudly pushing herself further against the wall unable to distance herself from him. Uriel's crooked grin was all she saw before he snatched her upper arm.

The ground slipped from under her feet as the panic room blurred away. She stumbled and would have fallen to her knees if Uriel's bruising grip had not held her up. Trying to control her erratic breathing she whipped her head around taking in their new surroundings. No longer in the small iron panic room but outside in front of a barn. The sun was now setting behind them casting an ugly cat puke pink orange like color through the sky. Uriel stood tall sneering gleefully his already bruising grip tightened when she tried to pull out of his grasp. The two were not alone.

"Elliott." The deep gruff voice of Castiel greeted her stiffly. He was emotionless as the last time she saw him. Not bothered or shocked at her sudden kidnapping.

"Castiel?" She stopped struggling to look up wide eyed at the trench coated angel that hardly spared her a glance. "What's going on? Why am I here? What do you want?" Elliott rushed eyes ping ponging between the two angels, before struggling to rip her arm from Uriel's grasp again. "Let go of me!" Uriel growled down at her but Castiel talked over the low rumble.

"You are needed. You are our key to getting Anna from the Winchesters."

"Castiel. You may have the patience to humor this abomination by comforting it but I would much rather get this over with." He snapped before Castiel could continue.

"Of course." Castiel nodded ignoring Elliott's demands to stop and let her go. Her struggles were no match for Uriel's angel strength, but that didn't stop her efforts. The angels strode forward to the barn door dragging an uncooperative Elliott as they did. It was like they didn't even notice she was struggling against them. Their powerful angel strength no match for a human.

Castiel flicked his fingers and the barn door flew open, revealing Anna, Dean, and her giant. All three of them startled at their entrance. Elliott could see the moment Sam and Dean saw her their eyes blowing wide with panic.

"Ellie?" Sam called out to her voice thick with worry.

"I'm okay." She tried to comfort Sam ignoring the painful grip on her upper arm.

"Anna." Castiel greeted in the same emotionless manner that he had Elliott outside the barn.

"Let her go. She's got nothing to do with this." Dean cautioned while his brother took a careful step closer to Elliott and the angels. Simultaneously blocking Anna from their view.

"How'd you even find us?" Sam hesitated having a difficult time moving his gaze away from Elliott. When he did manage to glace away from her, he followed the angel's intense stares to his big brother. "No, Dean. You didn't." They all watched as Dean shamefully ducked his head.

"Dean didn't get a choice Sam." Anna sighed. "They threatened to throw you into the pit. But I still can't comprehend why they have Elliott." The redhead spoke to Sam but her eyes never wavered from Castiel in front of her.

"Leverage." Castiel said but was spoken over by his irritated colleague.

"The abomination is our way of making sure the Winchesters don't try anything stupid." Uriel narrowed his eyes on the hunters. The younger Winchester shakily inhaled puffing out his chest and broadening his tense shoulders.

Uriel's bruising grip was gone one moment and the next it had snaked into her hair. Thick fingers snarled in the coppery blonde locks at the nape of her neck. She was unable to swallow a hiss when he tugged her hair in a harsh jerk. Her hands shot up to his wrist as if she could stop him and went up on her sock covered tiptoes to alleviate some of the pain in her scalp. The angle her head was held did nothing to help her shallow breath.

"My patience is wearing thin, Anna." Uriel bit out.

Sam's fists balled up at his sides and there was a growl rumbling low in his chest. Anna laid a comforting hand on both Winchester's arms. Then in a move that Elliott should have but did not expect Anna's lips met Deans in a quick but very passionate kiss. The older hunter watched with sad eyes as she stepped around them and up to the angels.

"I'll come willingly. Just don't hurt them." Anna said bravely.

"No!" Elliott begged struggling against the hold tangled in her roots. "Anna, no. I'm okay. I'll be alright, don't-"

"Shhhhhh," Uriel shushed the hunter with a finger to his own lips. Her eyes widened in horror as her lips moved but nothing came out. Not even a whimper. "The adults are talking."

"Ellie?" Both Sam and Dean fretted taking another step closer but stopped in their tracks at the dark angel's glare.

"I am sorry Anna." Castiel spoke to her softly.

"No, you don't know the feeling." Anna corrected pity heavy in her words. The trench coated angel sighed but his response was cut short by a throaty slimy voice.

"Don't you touch a hair on these poor girl's heads." Alastair's memorable crooked tenor demanded from behind Sam and Dean.

Elliott's eyes snapped in his direction and just like before Elliott's blood run cold. The Winchesters and Anna all swung around to face the white eyed demon. The sight of a beaten and bloody Ruby held up by some lackey demons behind Alastair had her fear bubbling into rage. She felt her lip lift in a silent snarl unable to even growl let alone curse the demon out. Sam and Dean now backing away to the side of the barn getting out of the angel's and demon's way. There was a tense silent moment before both Castiel and Uriel gave a reluctant sigh, calmly stepping closer to Alastair.

"Turn around and walk away now." Castiel ordered glaring down at the demon.

"Sure, just give us the girls. We'll make sure their punished good and proper." Alastair sent a wink over to Elliott.

Uriel just rolled his eyes and shoved Elliott to the dirty barn floor at the demon's feet. "One out of two. Cut your losses and leave, you pussing sore."

"Noooo!" Sam bellowed and lunged to get her. Then all Hell broke loose. Sam was psychically thrown back by one of demons. He flew back so hard he bowled over Dean like a bowling pin. Uriel was beating up the other demon lacky and Castiel went straight for Alastair himself.

With Alastair distracted Elliott rolled to her feet and rushed to get out of the way of the brawling angels and demons. She eyed Sam across the room and locked eyes with him quickly. She tried to shout that she was okay but nothing came out. The angel mojo was still affecting her ability to speak. After she tried to moth to mouth to him that she was going to circle around the edge of the barn to get to him and he couldn't read her lips she signaled for him to wait there. Then started slowly creeping around the edges of the room towards her giant. She watched as Castiel's hand was placed on Alastair's forehead. Her heart leaped with joy that the demon was finally going to be exterminated. A greedy hope surged through her, but when nothing happened and Castiel's normally stoic face turned to stunned with wide eyes her heart plummeted.

"Sorry kiddo," Alastair mocked with a wicked grin. He easily over powered the bewildered angel. With only a few hits Castiel was thrown back landing near Sam and Dean's feet.

Elliott watched the hunters help Castiel up to his feet. A demon's scream and a small flicker of light had her attention turned to Uriel as he smote a demon lackey.

"Where do you think you're going Barbie?" Alastair's all too familiar drawled hum calling out to her. His hand was around her throat before she could even react. Squeezing tightly constricting her air way. She snarled kicking her legs out, fingers clawing desperately at the demon's hand. Trying to pry his bruising talons off of her to get a full breath. Unable to scream out even if she had the use of her vocal cords.

"You miss me?" His throaty voice taunted. The corner of his mouth curled up wickedly. "You didn't really think you could escape? I'll make sure you can never escape me again, but I think it's time we head out Barbie. A certain someone has been looking for you, and I've got some new ideas in mind for our time together," He smiled wickedly and started towards the barn door, dragging Elliott by her throat. His tight grip stopping her airflow not relaxing as he strolled away with her. She couldn't kick back at him anymore, socked feet trying to find purchase.

Elliott's struggles weakened the longer her lungs were denied oxygen. Her throat burned and everything around her started to blur. Her thrashing became sluggish. The edges of her vision were darkening, but she could see the barn door only a couple feet away. She knew he was taking her back to the yellow eyed demon but body was becoming listless with the lack of oxygen. Blood rushing in her ears drowned out anything the demon was saying to her.

Just as the darkness was closing in and her eyes began to flutter shut, Alastair stumbled forward releasing his grip on her burning throat. She fell like a rock to the dirty barn floor. Gasping desperately to fill her burning lungs. She rolled onto her hands and knees coughing through her gasps to swallow air her lungs were craving, as her hearing came back in a rush. Alastair and Dean's voices now coming in as she tried to make out their words.

"Dean, Dean, Dean, I am so disappointed you. You had so much promise!" Alastair nearly shouted. Then the sound of a fist hitting flesh met her ears but before Elliott could make sense of it Sam was running at her.

"Ellie!" Sam shouted landing on his knees in front of her. He had one large hand on her shoulder the other cupping her cheek gently. Those beautiful hazel galaxies scanned her face as she stopped coughing.

" - " Elliott opened her mouth and nothing came out then sighed in frustration. She just wanted to tell him she was okay but had forgotten the angel took her voice. She threw her head back in annoyance. Sam hissed his eyes landed on her already bruising throat. The hand cupping her face tilted her head to the side slightly so he could assess the damage. Before Elliott could wave him off a bright light filled the barn.

"Shut your eyes!" Anna shouted. Her grace was returning as the light grew even brighter. They all did just that closing their eyes and turning away. Of course, Sam went a step further and pulled Elliott to his chest to hunch over her protectively.

When the light finally dissipated and they could open their eyes to see both Alastair and Anna were gone. Dean helped Ruby up and Sam helped Elliott get to her own feat. She couldn't help but scan the room a few more times. Alastair was nowhere in sight.

"What are you waiting for? Not scared now that Anna's got her mojo back are you?" Dean taunted the angels.

"This isn't over." Uriel growled.

"Uriel." Castiel put a hand on his shoulder and fixed his fellow angel with a pointed stare. "Fix the abomination so we can go after Anna." Uriel simply rolled his eyes and flicked his hand in the blonde hunter's direction. Then with a blink of an eye they were gone.

Sam turned to her concern filling his eyes. "I'm okay, Sam." Elliott croaked. Her hand flew up to her raw throat. "I can talk!"

"Hardly." Sam grimaced at her rough voice. Although his eyes were clearly sparking with relief that she could speak again. "Are you okay?"

"Really, I'll be fine." She tried to clear her throat to sound less like a dying frog but winced not helping her case.

"No one is going to ask how I am? I did just get tortured." Ruby sassed.

"Shut up." Dean complained rolling his eyes at the helpful demon. Ruby huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Ruby, you good?" Elliott questioned with a small smile.

"I will be." She smiled at the blonde hunter before turning an annoyed glare to the brothers. "At least one of you has manners."

Something about seeing the demon snap at the Winchesters reminded Elliott that she was mad at them as well. That she still couldn't hunt with them. Clenching her jaw, she took a deliberate step back from Sam. His brows knit together as he watched her take another step away and out of his arms.

"Ellie? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Elliott nearly shouted. "You locked me up like a fucking child that's what's wrong!"

"Hey. Don't blame him. He didn't do anything." Dean defended his little brother. "Yell at me all you want. I was trying to keep you safe,"

"Oh, I am just as mad at you, Dean." She warned pointing at the hunter. "-but Sam didn't have to go along with your stupid caveman plan."

"Come on Ellie. We're sorry, we-" Sam tried to reason before Ruby spoke over him.

"She got a point." All three hunters this time turned to glare at the brunette.

"If you don't shut the hell up, I am going to end you." Dean threatened his fist tightening its hold on the demon killing knife.

"Fight all you want." Elliott croaked letting her shoulders droop with a sigh. "I'm can't do this anymore." Sam tensed up in shock as she started to walk away.

"Where do you think you're going?" Dean huffed rolling his eyes.

"I'm leaving. I can't hunt with you two. Neither of you trust me to defend myself, when I've been hunting since I was twelve. If my hunting partners can't trust me?" She paused to face the brothers. "Then I can't trust them."

"Shit." Ruby muttered quietly as Elliott turned to leave. Sam snapped out of his shock and rushed after her, grabbing at her forearm to stop her.

"No, no, no, no. Wait. Stop, please." Sam turned her around to face him. "We can work this out Ellie, I trust you, I do. We do! We trust you."

"No, you don't." Elliott looked up into his glossy hazel eyes and she felt her heart ache. "You don't lock up -or let someone you trust get locked up so you can go play hero. That's not how trust works, Giant."

"Elliott Anders," Dean's authoritative voice rumbled. "-I'm not letting you hunt alone."

"Let me?" Elliott repeated. "That is the reason right there why I have to go. Dean I am not a child you don't 'let me' do anything. I am a grown ass woman. I am an experienced hunter. So I can and will do whatever I want, you arrogant dick." Dean stood there stunned jaw lack and unable to respond.

"Elliott," Sam's hurt voice panged at her heart. "No one should hunt alone." His words had tears prickling at the back of her eyes and she had to clear a dry lump in her throat before speaking.

"I have some hunter friends I can contact. Just-" She sighed sadly. "Just give me some time and I'll check in. I just think we all need to step away from this for a little bit. Promise me something Giant?" She blinked quickly to displace the tears that wanted to fall. "Promise not to be too reckless? I will if you do the same for me, Jolly Green?" Swallowing the hard lump in her throat she gave him a sad smile. Sam's pleading eyes flicked to his big brother for help, but Dean could only shrug.

Elliott wanted so badly to kiss him one more time, a quick kiss goodbye. But she would have to pull the giant down by his jacket to even reach his lips. If that happened it wouldn't be just a quick goodbye kiss, he would probably be able to convince her to stay. So she just gave them both a small nod before leaving out the barn door.

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