Dean felt like he couldn't breathe as he returned to Hell, looking at the items in his hands. The Colt and a note, not the demon like he had been instructed to bring.
He only hoped that whatever the note said it would be enough. The note almost burned in his hand and he wanted nothing more than to open it and read what Cain had written. He was basing his and Sam's life on this one note so he felt like he had the right to know what was written on it.
He tightened his grip on the note and continued to walk forward, not opening it or even glancing down at it despite how it was weighing heavily.
Reaching the Pit he stopped to take in a deep breath and continued forward, not stopping until he was deep inside, deep enough that he could feel ice creeping over his boots, but the chill didn't touch him. The deeper you entered Hell, the colder it was. Rumor was that the chill came from Lucifer's grace that seeped out from the cage but no one was really able to confirm that.
And closer to the middle, or what seemed and was considered the middle, was Azazel and Dagon, as well as their mom and Meg. Coming to them, yet keeping a respective distance, he stopped and bowed his head in respect, sneaking a quick glance towards his mom.
Mary smiled at him, trying to be reassuring but her smile quickly faded when she saw that he was alone.
Not just without Cain, but without Sam too.
"You returned quicker than we thought you would." Azazel stated. Dean quickly moved his head back forward, keeping it bowed. "And yet...alone. Did Cain kill Sam?"
"No. Cain told him to remain at his place, he sent me alone." Dean answered. He tightened his grip on the Colt and the note. "And he-"
"And he refused to come, that much we already figured. But we had such high hopes for you boys." Dagon said with a fake sigh before she smirked, pushing off of whatever it had been she was leaning against, he had no idea what to call the things that were created down here. "We told you to return with the Colt and Cain."
"We got the Colt and Cain-"
"You do need to understand just what the severity of this request was, don't you Dean?" Dagon injected. "Or did you think it was just a simple chore? So simple that you didn't feel the need to complete more than half of it?"
"Cain-"
"Doesn't want to come back, yes, yes, he's made that clear." Dagon said, rolling her eyes. "But you were told to do whatever it took to bring him back. And yet...you failed."
"The Knight-"
"What a pity, you two were such high hopes of ours and so talented, so many possibilities from both of you." Dagon said, slowly stepping closer to him. "And yet...such failures."
"Cain-"
"Now, what do we do to-" Dagon started to say.
"Dagon for the Love of the Pit, be quiet." Azazel finally interrupted. "The boy has been trying to say something for the last three minutes but apparently you and Asmodeus have more things in common than I thought, you both love the sound of your own voices."
Dagon paused and slowly turned to look at him. "Excuse you?"
Azazel raised an eyebrow at her. "Be quiet, stop your yammering, and let him talk." he told her. "I know these boys better than you and if they weren't able to do something, there is a good enough of a reason for it." he turned to Dean. "Speak and be quick about it."
"Cain gave us a note to give to you but he only wanted me to deliver it, Sam remained behind." Dean said as quickly and precisely as he could. He held the note and the Colt out. "We managed to find the Colt, it had been in the hands of a hunter and then vampires. We already tested it to make sure, we used a bullet on one of the vampires. It is the Colt and I don't know what Cain's message says, he told me not to look at it."
"Bring both here."
Dean immediately moved, holding both things out in front of him for Azazel to take. His grandfather took them from him, examining the Colt first, turning it around in his hand.
"Well, at least one part is done." Azazel said, putting the Colt into his jacket pocket and patting it. He took the note from Dean and opened it, staring down at what was written.
"Well? Is it worth the insubordination? The inability to do a simple request that we asked for?" Dagon asked sarcastically.
Wordlessly Azazel refolded the note and handed it to her. Snatching it from his hand she opened and looked down, eyes widening when she read it. She brought it closer to her face and reread it.
"What does this mean?" she demanded, looking up at Dean and then at Azazel. "What does he mean?"
"It means...exactly what you think." Azazel answered, staring at Dean. Dean swallowed hard and fought the urge to fidget. "And you don't know what's written here?"
Dean shook his head, feeling his heart beating rapidly in his chest, audible in his ears over the rush of his blood.
Azazel nodded slowly, looking at Dagon. "Alright." he said simply. "What else did Cain tell you?"
"He said to come back after meeting with you." Dean said. "I was going to anyway, Sams still there."
"Why is Sam still there?"
"Cain told us to. He said that I was the one to deliver everything and Sam was to remain behind." Dean said. "I don't know why or what they're doing."
He hoped that Sam was okay.
"Fine." Azazel said, tapping the Colt in his jacket pocket once more. "Alright." He turned to look at Mary. "Well, Mary dear, your boys did their job so, why don't you spend some time with them? Catch up on Earth and everything you've missed."
Mary blinked at that, moving slowly as if she wasn't sure what Azazel had said. "You're sure?"
"Of course, we said that once they completed their jobs then you can go with them, you needed to heal and you have." Azazel said, waving his hand. "Go, I'm sure they missed you."
Mary hesitated, staring at Azazel for a moment longer, before she crossed the rest of the distance completely, going to Dean and immediately wrapping her arms around him. Dean did the same, holding onto one another tightly.
"You two are dismissed, as always be prepared to answer a summons." Azazel said, watching Dean carefully.
Azazel watched his grandson and daughter leave, going back to Cain apparently, and then looked back down at the note in Dagons hands. Her hands were shaking and he could hear her teeth grinding. If there was one demon that could order them around, it was Cain simply because they couldn't kill him.
"Let the mother go."
"You want me to create more Knights?"
"I'll give you two."
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