"BALLS!", Bobby growled. Dean was right. He was not happy about getting this Crowley involved in getting Sam's soul back. "We can't trust him, Dean! You know that! Do you really think he won't stab us in the back first chance he gets?" Bobby was pacing around the room, growling like a pit bull.
"Come on, Bobby!", Dean whined. "I don't think we have any other choice here! Violet saw Crowley pull Sam's soul from the cage!" He stood up, blocking Bobby's path. "I think we should listen to her", Dean whispered. Bobby looked over Dean's shoulder at me and then looked back at Dean.
"Every time we have dealings with Crowley, he fucks us, Dean!", Bobby seethed under his breath. "And how do we know that we can trust this girl?" He whispered it low, thinking that I couldn't hear him.
"BECAUSE I SAW HIM SHOOT DEAN BEFORE IT HAPPENED!", I screeched at Bobby. "I was just too weak to stop it", I whimpered. "Why would I make any of this up? After what he did to...!" The words seemed to get caught in my throat and I looked away from him. When I looked back up at him again, he had his hands in his pockets and his head lowered like a little kid who had been scolded by his mother. I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "Bobby, I have more reason to want Sam dead, than anyone. But Dean told me why his soul is gone. He told me that Sam went to the cage because he believed he was doing the right thing. He was a good man and he helped people. Even without a soul, he saved me from vampires!" Bobby stared at me with his mouth hanging open. "But right now, he's not Sam anymore! He's a monster who'd kill you both, given half a chance. THAT I KNOW!" Dean walked over and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Violet, please don't get angry with..."
"NO DEAN!", I slapped his hand away and turned on him. "DON'T TELL ME NOT TO BE ANGRY!" Tears streamed down my face as I screamed at him. "I HAD MY FAMILY BUTCHERED BY MONSTERS AND THE ONE MAN THAT SHOULD HAVE KEPT ME SAFE TURNS OUT TO BE THE BIGGEST MONSTER OF THEM ALL!" I got up in Dean's face and growled at him. "So don't you FUCKING dare tell me not to be angry!" Dean just stared at me in shock as I burst into loud sobs. He tried to approach me with his hands out to calm me down, but I wasn't having any of it. "Just leave me alone, Dean! If neither of you want to listen, I'm through talking." I stalked over to the couch and flopped down on it. I laid on my side, facing away from them. "I'm gonna take a nap. I'm tired."
"Well, uh...I'm gonna...um, go into town for supplies", Bobby whispered to Dean. I don't think he knew how far his voice carried. "We'll talk about summoning Crowley when I get back." I heard footsteps fade away and a deep sigh that I knew was Dean, watching me. There was a long pause and I knew that he was trying to think of something to say.
"I'm OK, Dean", I whispered, facing away from him. "I just need some sleep."
"O-OK, Vi. I'll let you get some rest." I heard his shuffling footsteps move toward the doorway leading to the kitchen and pause. I could imagine him looking back at me, but wondered what he was thinking. Then I heard his footsteps again and listened as they faded away into another part of the house.
I wasn't lying when I said that I was tired. But I couldn't seem to nod off. There was just so much going through my mind that I was too keyed up to sleep. After a half hour of tossing and turning, I sat up and put my bare feet on the cold floor. For some reason that even I didn't know, I needed to see the monster again. Maybe it was to prove to myself that he was locked up tight. I just don't know. I remembered something that Bobby said when I was on the stairs and overheard them talking. He said that we can't keep him locked down there forever. The monster had to be in the basement. I saw two doors in the kitchen and moved toward the one on the right. When I pulled the door open slowly and looked inside, I was disappointed to finds a pantry full of canned food. Then I walked toward the other door and noticed a hasp for a padlock on the door, but the padlock was missing. I opened the door softly and saw a set of stairs leading down.
"Violet Marie Griffin, what the Hell are you doing?", I muttered quietly as I descended the old wooden staircase. As I rounded the steps, I heard yelling. I looked up and Dean was leaning with both hands against a metal door. I backed up quickly and hid around the corner under the stairs. I peeked out to see what was happening.
"LET ME THE FUCK OUT!", The monster screamed, banging on the door. The door and Dean shuddered violently. LET ME OUT AND I WON'T KILL YOU!" It sounded like a raging bull was battering the inside of that door with it's horns. But then it suddenly grew quiet. "Come on Dean! I'm not gonna hurt anyone! I swear!" Dean suddenly turned, leaning his back against the door. There was a rectangular opening in the door that Dean had been looking through and the monster was looking out. I pulled myself back under the stairs and into the shadows as quick as I could. I stood there with my back against the wall, panting, and praying that neither Dean nor the monster had seen me. I relaxed after a moment when I didn't see or hear anything.
"You know I can't do that Sammy!", Dean yelled back. "Not until we get your soul back!" There was a sudden burst of hysterical laughter coming from the other side of the metal door. "What's so funny, Sam?"
"Did you ever stop to think about what I want, Dean?", the monster croaked through peels of laughter. "I don't want my soul back! I like me the way I am. No feeling guilty that I couldn't save people! No worrying about whether this creature deserved to live or that one deserved to die! They all get ganked! I'm a much better hunter than when I worried about right and wrong, Dean!"
"What about what you did to Violet, Sam!", Dean growled. He was very close to the edge of losing control. I could tell by the way he was breathing hard.
"MMMM... Sweet Violet Griffin...", Sam purred. "I gotta say, Dean, she's got the tightest little hole that I've ever had!" I started to tremble, listening to him talk about what he did to me. I wanted to leave, but if I moved around to the front of the stairs, they would see me for sure. "I loved fucking her. Her screams turned me on!" I slumped against the wall and slid down to the dirty cellar floor. I had to clamp my hand over my mouth to stifle the sobs that threatened to betray me. "You should have a go with her, Dean! I'll bet she's the tightest pussy you ever had." The monster was panting and moaning as he spoke. "She'll give you enough jerk off fantasies, to last you the rest of your life."
"You need to stop talking, Sam", Dean snarled.
"OH, come off your high horse, Dean!", the monster yelled through the hole in the door. "You never looked at those beautiful, full lips and wonder how they would feel wrapped around your cock?" He hissed and groaned, sounding like he was having sex in there.
"SHUT UP SAM!", Dean screamed. There was a loud bang on the door like someone had punched it. Most likely Dean. I heard loud footsteps and I backed up to the corner and into the shadows. Dean stalked passed me and up the stairs. I breathed a quiet sigh of relief when I heard the door slam.
"Come out! Come out! Wherever you are!", the monster suddenly yelled in a sing song voice. I froze and held my breath, hoping that he really didn't know if anyone else was here and he was just fishing. "Come on, Violet! I know you're hiding under the stairs." He snickered and knocked on the door. "I wanna see you, Sweetheart! It's been too long since I got to play with you!" He moaned and heaved a shuddering sigh. "Just the thought of you makes me hard, Violet. Do you get wet when you think about me?" I heard a jingling sound and I started to tremble again. That sound was seared into my brain. It was the sound of his belt coming unbuckled. I clamped my hand over my mouth to stop the whimper that wanted to come out. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as I heard him grunting and groaning.
"OH GOD!", I whispered. He was jerking off and I thought I was gonna be sick.
"OH FUCK!", the monster growled. "Oh, Violet! I wish I could touch you! I wish we could pick up where we left off. With me fucking that tight little ass!" I blurted out a sob before I could stop myself and he chuckled. "Let me out, Violet", He purred breathlessly. His loud grunting sped up and I covered my ears. I didn't want to hear it, but I was too afraid to move. "OH VIOLET! AHHHH!", he bellowed and then panted hard. "Fuck baby! The memories of you under me make me cum almost as hard as when I really fuck you!" I sat there on the filthy floor sobbing while he laughed. Suddenly I heard the basement door swing open and bang on the wall. Dean came running down the stairs when he heard me crying.
"VI!", Dean yelled, looking around.
"Dean?", I whimpered. He looked toward the stairs and saw me huddled on the floor behind them. The monster was laughing hysterically and Dean shot him a dirty look.
"What did you do, Sam?", Dean snarled. The laughing abruptly stopped and there was a loud sigh.
"I shot my load thinking about that sweet cunt!", the monster cooed at his brother. "And, I must say, she is a damn good stress reliever!" That haunting laughter started again and I wailed with my hands over my ears. Dean grabbed be and hauled me back up the stairs. "Bye, Violet!", the monster called after us. "I'll be seeing you again soon!"
"I'll be seeing all of you again soon."