"Dean, I'm not saying we shouldn't check it out. I'm just saying that we should wait. Get a little more research done, before we jump to the conclusion that one missing hiker is a Wendigo case. Especially when there is so much unusual demon activity lately." Sam looked up from his laptop at the table to look at Dean who was busy packing the weapons bag.
"Survivor described it perfectly, I am going," zipping up the bag and tossing it over his shoulder Dean looked at his not so little brother. "Stay here with your books, or tag along, choice is yours," turning and heading for the door Dean stops when they hear a loud thump coming from the top of the bunker stairs. Dean drops the bag and quickly looks at Sam before drawing his pistol as Sam grabs his from the table and stands both men rushing up the stairs.
Sam stands to one side of the bunker door with Dean on the other, the younger man reaching out with one hand the other holding his pistol throws the door open and both men turn looking out at the same time. Both stunned at the sight before them.
Crowley leaning against the wall right by the door, the demon's head bowed, his once black suit torn to shreds with blood covering his body, a large gash on his head bleeding still, without looking up he mumbles, "I didn't know where else to go."
Suddenly the demon collapses with Sam barely catching him, seeing a large devils trap burned into the King of Hell's back he looks over at Dean with horrified eyes. "What the hell could have done this to him?"
Dean replied easily, "No clue, but should we trust it?"
Sam glaring now at his brother, "He came here for help, and we owe him, We need to find out what caused this, and make sure it doesn't have anything to do with the current level of demonic activity we have been seeing." Carefully Sam moves and lifts the man into his arms realizing he is lighter than what he should be and moving inside the bunker.