I went into the bathroom and dressed quickly, then went to find Dean. I got halfway down the stairs when that awful headache hit me again like a bullet to the brain. If I hadn't been holding onto the railing, I would have tumbled head first down the steps. I sat down hard on the step I had been standing on and my body went rigid again. I saw the basement and the heavy metal door was flung open. Bobby lay in the middle of that small room, his face covered in blood. Just outside the door, the monster had Dean up against the wall with his hands wrapped around Dean's throat. As I watched, horrified, the monster started bashing the back of Dean's head against the wall over and over again. He eventually let Dean drop to the floor and reached for something that was sticking out of the back of Dean's pants. It was a gun. He crouched over Dean for a moment, scratching his head with the barrel of the gun. He stood back up, pointing the gun at Dean's head.
"Goodbye Dean", the monster whispered and pulled the trigger. I gasped as I came to, panting and sweating. I needed to get up and warn Dean, but my legs weren't working at the moment and my head was spinning.
"Dean!", I croaked. I tried to scream, but my voice wouldn't go any higher than a whisper. I grabbed my head as another wave of pain racked my skull. "Shit!" I sat on the stairs breathing hard, waiting for the pain to ease. After a few minutes, the pain was manageable and I tried to stand up. I held on tight to the railing as a wave of dizziness came and then went quickly. I made my way down the steps slowly to keep from hurdling down the stairs and killing myself. I had to lean on the wall as I made my way into the kitchen. "Dean!", I called out, hoping that he was in an adjacent room and not where I feared he was. "DEAN!" When I got no answer, I knew my vision was coming true. I wobbled over to the basement door and wrenched it open. "DEAN? ARE YOU DOWN THERE?" I heard grunting and banging sounds coming from below. "NO!" I moved back into the kitchen and grabbed a long butcher knife out of the holder on the counter. I ran as fast as I could down the basement steps and rounded the corner just in time to see Dean being dropped on the floor with blood running down the back of his head and into his face.
"Well, hey there, Violet!", the monster cooed. "I wasn't expecting to see you down here again after our last little chat." He smirked at me and crouched down over Dean and grabbed the gun out the waistband of Dean's pants. He scratched his head with the barrel of the gun, just like in my dream, and then stood up. He looked at me and then back down at his brother with a tilt of his head. "Goodbye Dean", the monster whispered.
"STOP!", I shouted holding the knife out in front of me. My hand was shaking terribly and I was starting to hyperventilate. "I DON'T WANNA KILL YOU! BUT I WILL IF YOU DON'T LEAVE HIM ALONE!" The monster looked up at my terrified face and he burst out into peels of hysterics. "You're in love with him, aren't you little girl?" I looked down at Dean and then away. "YOU ARE!", the monster barked. His laughter reached a fever pitch and I couldn't take it anymore
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!", I screamed at him. The laughter died in his throat and he pouted at me. He sighed and lowered the gun to his hip.
"Put the knife down, Sweetheart", he purred at me. He crouched low near Dean's head and pressed the gun against his temple. "Put the knife down or I'll blow his brains all over that pretty dress." He looked up at me and the look of pure evil in his eyes made me shudder. The knife tremble in my hand as sweat poured down my forehead. "Do it now, Violet. I promise I'll let him and Bobby live." Without my permission, my hand opened and the knife clattered to the floor, making my jump. "That's my good girl!", the monster said with a giant grin. He looked down at Dean and pushed the barrel hard against his head, twisting it into his skin.
"NO! YOU PROMISED!", I blurted out. The monster sighed and stood back up. He stepped over Dean and picked up the knife that laid at his feet. He stalked slowly toward me with the knife in one hand and the gun in the other. I backed away from him until I hit the wall behind me. He slipped the gun into his back pocket and smiled down at me. He pressed his body against mine and held the knife up in front of my face.
"You were going to kill me with this, weren't you, Baby Girl?", the monster breathed in my face. He pressed the knife against my cheek and ground his hips into my belly. I closed my eyes and started to tremble. "You'll never know how much I missed you, Violet!" He slid the blade over my cheek and down my neck. He was pressed up against me so tightly that I could feel his bulge pushing on my stomach. He rubbed his cheek against the side of my head, while he leaned his forearms on the wall on either side of me. "But most of all, I missed that tight little body underneath me." He was panting like a marathon runner. He pressed his knee in between my legs and pushed them apart. "Have you been a good girl while I was away, hmm?" I couldn't hold back the sobs any longer and they all seemed to burst out of me at once. I started to struggle and the monster held the knife up to my throat. "Shhh..."
"PLEASE!", I wailed. He was beyond the point of hearing me, and he wouldn't have stopped even if he did. He just panted in my ear while he pulled my dress up past my hips and jerked my shorts down. He stepped on them, pulling them off my feet, and kicking them away. "STOP!" He fumbled with his belt, trying to get it unbuckled with one hand, and pulled his jeans down off his hips. The monster grabbed my leg behind the knee and pulled it up. He shoved into me and I screamed out in pain. His grunt was animalistic. There wasn't anything human about this monster. Only beast. He grabbed my hair and jerked my head to the side so he could ravage my neck.
"OH SWEET JESUS! YOU FEEL SO GOOD!" The monster was bellowing in my face while he thrust into me hard and fast. I was standing on tiptoes on one foot as he slammed into me and squeezed my hip tightly. He pulled the knife away from my throat and I heard it clatter to the floor next to me. He grabbed my other leg and pulled it up so that the only thing holding me up was his body pressing me against the wall. "OH FUCKING HELL!" I shoved at his shoulders but he was unmovable. "I'm gonna cum in that tight fucking cunt!", the monster breathed close to my ear.
Suddenly, I heard a loud thud and the monster went stumbling backwards, dropping me on the floor. He fell on the hard concrete floor on his back and didn't move. I looked up and saw Dean standing over his brother with the barrel of a gun in his hand. His head and face was covered in blood and it was dripping off his chin. He fell backwards against the wall, panting hard. He slid down the wall, landing on his backside.
"Dean!" I ran over to him and knelt down beside him. "Are you OK?" Dean nodded and touched my cheek with a shaking hand. I heard footsteps and I looked up to see Bobby leaning on the door frame of the little room, his face covered in blood and cuts. "Bobby, you alright?"
"Yeah, Kid", Bobby grumbled. "It takes more than a brick wall to take me out!" I gave him kinda half a smile. After what just happened I wasn't really in the mood to do much smiling. Bobby pushed away from the door and walked toward us, limping. He froze when he saw the monster with his pants down around his knees and then looked up at me in shock. "Did he...?" I looked away from him, unable to meet his gaze. I didn't wanna face that again. "BALLS!", Bobby spat. "Where the hell is Crowley?!"
"He promised to get back as soon as he could," I said. Bobby huffed like he didn't believe it. "How did he get out, Bobby?" He looked down at his feet and sighed.
"It's my fault", Bobby grumbled. "I came down here to bring him some food and he faked a seizure or something. I yelled for Dean and unlocked the door without thinking. When I knelt down to check on him, he attacked me." He looked over at me and burst into tears. "I..I'm so sorry Kid! If I hadn't let him out, he wouldn't have...!" He covered his mouth with his hand before he could finish.
"It's ok Bobby, I whispered. I was trying desperately to hold back my tears. "Crowley will be here soon and we'll fix this." I walked towards the monster gesturing to Bobby. "Grab his arm and help me get him locked back down before he wakes up." Bobby nodded and we dragged him back into the little room and locked the heavy metal door. I walked over to Dean and knelt down next to him again. "Dean?" He sat there leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. "DEAN!" I shook him and his head lolled to the side and he didn't wake up. I looked up at Bobby in fear. "Something's wrong! He won't wake up!" Bobby ran over and crouched on the other side of him. He put his hand on the back of Dean's head and it came back covered in blood.
"He's hurt bad!", Bobby whispered. He put his fingers on the side of Dean's neck, looking for a pulse. "I feel a pulse, but it's pretty weak." I closed my eyes and prayed to only one who ever answered. I had almost forgotten about him with everything that had happened here lately.
"Cas?, I whimpered. "If you can hear me, we need your help!" I opened my eyes and looked around and saw him standing near the stairs. He walked over quickly to Dean's side and knelt down next to him, placing the tips of his fingers on Dean's forehead. That same soft glow I saw when he healed Dean before showed from his fingers and Dean opened his eyes. "Dean?" I touched his cheek and he smiled up at me.
"Dean, you guys are beginning to make a habit of this", Cas said, helping Dean to his feet. He reached over and touched Bobby's head, healing his wounds. There was suddenly a loud bark of laughter coming from behind the rusty metal door. We all turned to look at it at the same time and saw the monster's eyes staring back at us.
"Don't worry, Cas. I'm gonna help them kick that habit real soon."