DEAN'S POV
Sam was about to go insane with anxiety waiting for Cas to get back. He paced back and forth in the den in front of Bobby's desk, running his trembling hands through his hair. By the time Cas finally appeared, Sam was almost pulling out his hair. That familiar sound of angel wings told us that Cas was back and we all turned toward the sound with baited breath. Cas approached us and sighed.
"Crowley has her in the penthouse of a building ten blocks from the Empire Stated Building. The top floor is warded, but the rest of the building is not. There are about a dozen demons on the top floor just outside the penthouse." Sam grabbed the duffel off of the desk and checked to make sure he had everything they needed. Several bottles of holy water, salt, and the demon and angel blades. He pulled the angel blade from the bag and handed it to me. He grabbed the demon blade and threw the bag over his shoulder.
"Let's go." I wasn't going to argue this time. The determined expression on Sam's face told me that he wasn't going to wait any longer and that I might get hurt if I stood in his way. Not that I was going to. I wanted to get her away from Crowley and gank that son of a bitch! We stood on either side of Cas and he put his hand on our shoulders just before we disappeared. We reappeared inside the elevator and Cas pushed the button for the top floor.
"I won't be able to get off with you, I'm afraid." Cas looked from me to Sam and back again. "The whole floor is warded. I will have to leave before the elevator reaches the top. I will wait for you on the next floor down." He squeezed our shoulders and gave a quick smile. "Good luck." And the next second he was gone. Sam dropped the duffel bag on the floor and rummaged through it. He pulled out two bottles of holy water and handed me one while putting the other in his pocket. He did the same with two containers of salt. We both turned to face the elevator doors as we neared the top floor. When the bell rang and the doors slid open we held our blades out, ready for whatever was on the other side.
Standing on the other side of the doors were about six large men standing in a circle. They appeared to be talking quietly among themselves. When they heard the elevator doors open, they all turned to look at us with startled faces. It was like we all stood there staring at each other forever and the silence was only broken when Sam flew forward, bellowing in rage with the demon blade raised over his head. The demon nearest us was greeted by the blade of the long knife being buried in the top off his skull. He screamed and electricity seemed to roll through his body, lighting up his insides so you could see his bones. I ran out after him plunging the angel blade into another demon's gut before he could even flinch. I pulled the bottle from my pocket and started spraying the other demon's with holy water. They scattered, screaming and fizzing. I caught another demon by the shirt and drove the blade through his neck. I looked over and saw Sam straddling another, holding the knife in both hands as he brought it down into the demon's chest.
"SAM!", I screamed at him when I saw a man grab my brother around the neck in a choke hold, yanking him off the dead demon on the floor. I climbed over bodies, trying to reach Sam with the angel blade held tightly in my right hand. I stuck the blade deep into the demon's ribs and he jerked and flailed before slumping to the floor. Sam stood up and looked down at the demon at my feet, panting. There was a fine spray of blood across Sam's face and blood on his hands. By the way Sam was looking at me, I must be a sight too. But we didn't have time to take a breather. I heard loud footsteps from behind us and we turned to see another half dozen demons running at us. I heaved a heavy sigh, gripping the angel blade tightly.
"Let's finish this", I heard Sam growl next to me. We both ran into the mass of bodies, swinging our blades in every direction. By the time it was over, Sam and I stood, back to back, in the middle of a circle of bloody and twisted bodies. We were covered in blood and looked like we just stepped out of a gory slasher movie. We hoped that none of the demons had had time to warn Crowley. If they did, this rescue mission was doomed before it really even got started. We ran down the hall toward the penthouse doors, praying we still had the advantage of surprise. We stopped in front of the double doors and Sam heaved a tired sigh.
"You ready Sammy?" I looked over at him and he was staring at the doors with a seething hatred. I knew that part of that hatred was directed at himself and that he'd spend the rest of his life trying to make it up to Violet. He simply nodded and kicked in the door, making me jump. The suite was dim but we could see a large bed in the middle of the room. The bed was a crumpled mess and there were sheets piled up on the floor next to it. As we slowly got closer to the bed, I realized that there was something huddled under that pile of sheets. When the sheets moved and a head popped up to see what the loud bang was, we both froze in our tracks.
"Violet!", I croaked. I was shocked by the condition of her face and neck. She was a mass of bruises and split skin. And when she saw me, her eyes grew wide. I wasn't sure if she was just surprised to see me or if it was shock from all the blood that caused that expression on her face. But when her eyes shifted to Sam, she started to tremble. I recognized fear, I had seen it so many times over the years on the faces of people I had saved. "Sam, stay back a minute, OK?" He looked at me with an angry expression, but it quickly died when he saw the fear in Violets eyes. "Keep your eyes open for Crowley! He's in here somewhere!" I crouched down low to the floor and crawled toward the frightened girl, clutching to the sheet that covered her obviously naked body. I held my empty hand out toward her and she looked from my face to my hand and back again. "It's OK Vi, we're here to help. You did it! You got Sam his soul back!" I smiled at her and she peeked over my shoulder to look up at Sam with suspicious eyes.
"R-really?", she whispered. "He...he's n-not bad anymore?" A hysterical giggling came from the darkness at the far end of the room and Violet gasped, grabbing my arm.
"Oh, he's still bad, Love!", the voice breathed between hiccups of laughter. "He's just better at hiding it than most." Crowley walked out of the pitch black darkness in the corner. I watched as Sam's body stiffened and a snarl flew out of his mouth like a wild animal. "Did I upset the Moose?", he snickered. "I do apologize." He waved a hand at Sam and he went sailing through the air like he had been hit by a freight train. The knife went flying from his hand and he slammed into the wall, sticking firm. He groaned in pain and then went limp.
"SAM?!", I bellowed. I jumped to my feet and ran at Crowley with the angel blade raised above my head. The demon waved his hand again, but instead of flying against the wall, like Sam, I was frozen in place. "LET ME GO, MOTHERFUCKER!" Crowley walked up to me with a smile on his face, shaking his head. He reached up and pried the angel blade out of my hand.
"Let's take this away before you hurt yourself, hmm?", Crowley cooed at me like I was a small child with a sharp object. I snarled at him and he smirked, walking past me with the blade in his hand. I couldn't see what he did next, but I could hear a chain rattle. There was a scuffle and I could hear Crowley grunting. Violet whimpered and then screamed. When Crowley came back around in front of me again, he was dragging Violet along by the hair. He held her tight with her back up against his chest and the angel blade against her throat. She was completely naked and I looked away. I didn't want to add to her humiliation. "No, no, no! Eyes up Dean!" I refused to bring my eyes up. I wasn't going to be entertainment for this fucking demon! I suddenly heard a gasp and looked up to see Crowley running the tip of the blade down Violet's collar bone, carving a shallow groove. Blood ran down the curve of one breast and onto her stomach.
"ALRIGHT! PLEASE STOP!" My face had gone red with anger as I tried to move, without success. Crowley ran the blade slowly and gently down over her breast, smearing the blood. It slid lower and lower until it was nestled in the curls at the apex of her thighs. Violet was frantically trying to pry his fingers from her hair and sobbing in great gasps. Crowley moved up close to me so that Violet's body was nearly touching mine. He pulled her head back and started kissing and licking her neck. I felt like I was going to be sick! Then Crowley paused and looked up at me with a faux frown.
"Were you really going to come into my home and steal my property, Squirrel?" He shook his head dramatically and began to move the tip of the blade around in her pubic hair. "I knew you two were killers, Dean. But common thieves? Shame." I squeezed my eyes closed and started breathing heavy through my nose. I could hear him sucking and slurping lasciviously on Violet's neck and I didn't know how much more of this I was going to be able to stand without throwing up. "Did you want a piece of her too, Dean?" My eyes flew open and Crowley was smirking at me. He was panting hard and grinding his hips into Violet's rear. He was holding her tightly against him with the blade between her legs. Crowley suddenly let go of her hair and switched the angel blade to that hand, holding it to her throat. he reached behind her and started to unbuckle his belt.
"NO, YOU SON OF A BITCH! LET HER GO!" I bellowed at him, spittle flying from my mouth. Crowley just chuckled at me and I heard his zipper come down slowly. Violet looked up at me with a determined look on her face and then threw her elbow back into the demon's gut. The air whooshed out of him with a grunt and he backed away from her, doubled over. She slammed into me just as Crowley's hold on me was broken and she knocked me over backwards. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sam lying on the floor, still unconscious. Crowley was snarling and cursing under his breath.
"Fucking little bitch!" Crowley stood back up straight with a groan and glared down at us. Violet was huddled against my chest, whining. I suddenly felt myself being jerked backwards and slam up against the wall. I looked to my left and Sam was glued to the wall next to me. He was moaning and his head lolled around like he was trying to wake up.
"Sammy? You OK?", I whispered at my brother. He had blood running down the side of his face from the back of his head. I heard foot steps and turned just in time to see Crowley pull Violet up off the floor by her hair again. He slammed his lips onto hers and she jerked and shoved against him. He grabbed the back of her head with his other hand and held her close. Violet reached up and dug her nails into Crowley's cheek and dragged them down to his chin. He snarled and back-handed her hard across the face. He let go of her hair and she fell to the floor in a heap. He looked up at me and smiled just before he lifted his foot up and brought it down hard into her gut.
"STOP IT, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!", I screamed. Crowley stepped over her limp form and walked slowly toward me with the angel blade held tightly in his fist. I heard heavy breathing beside me and turned to see Sam staring up at Crowley with a mixture of fear and hate on his face. He struggled trying to break free but it was no use. We were both caught between a rock and a hard place.
"I think this party is just about over, don't you boys?" He walked back and forth between us and stopped in front of Sam. The demon held the blade up against Sam's throat, just staring at him. Sam's face was full of contempt for this prick and Crowley shrugged, lowering the blade back down to his side, before walking back over to me. His eyes were serious for a moment, but then grew playful. He tilted his head, like he was studying me. He raised the blade over his head and smiled at me.
"It's been fun, but you boys are cramping my style." And then he brought the blade down toward my chest.
