When you woke up you were strapped to a chair in the middle of a concrete room. Your eyes had yet to adjust and it wasn't until then that you realized you were back in the bunker. The dungeon to be more precise. You felt the exhaustion of the past three years weighing down on you. That when you heard the sound of boots thumping on the floor. You were barely able to raise your head enough to see who it was.

"You ready to talk?" Dean asked. Dean! You lifted your head instantly and were met with the stunning green eyes that you've missed for the past three years.

"Dean! I've missed you so much, oh god," you could barely keep the tears from spilling out of your eyes.

"I've heard that before Belphegor, now get out of her!" Dean boomed. You flinched at the sound, terrified that this was another one of Belphegor's nightmares.

"What? Dean it's me, you gotta believe me," you said the pain in your heart almost too much to handle. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

"Quit spewing your lies, now let her go!" he shouted even louder and you broke down.

"Cut the act," he said and threw a cup of holy water over you. You screamed in pain, because for some strange reason. It burned so deep in your belly that you had to hold back the bile.

"That's what I thought," he said.

Right before he was about to douse you again, you think of the only word that you know Dean knows, to let him know something was wrong.

"Poughkeepsie," it comes out as barely a whisper, but he stops. He looks into your eye and can see the pain, and he couldn't believe it.

"What?" he asks.

"Poughkeepsie," you repeat a little louder. Dean drops the cup of holy water and it smashed to the ground.

That's when you feel something stirring from inside. Belphegor never left your body, he only let you have control so he could rip you away from Dean once again.

"Dean you gotta listen to me, Belphegor is still inside of me please Dean you gotta get him out," you can feel the muscles in your neck and shoulders start to strain as you hold of Belphegor. Dean is stunned and doesn't know what to do, he couldn't get over the pain in your eyes, looking at the years of torture you must have sustained. He starts to stumble back towards the door.

"Dean! Please don't leave me!" you scream, fight your hardest to hold off Belphegor as long as you can.

"You can't let him drag me back down! Please," You let out another blood-curdling scream and you know you can't hold him off any longer. And he pulls you back down the depths of your subconscious. The last thing Dean heard from you as he stumbled to find Sam was your last scream for help.

Dean had walked down the hall to find Sam, he needed to go cool off. He couldn't stand the thought of your suffering, all because of him. When Belphegor had actually talked to Dean, he only ever told him how she was suffering because he was stupid enough to take the mark. How she wouldn't have had to sacrifice herself to a demon to get him back, and now she would have to pay the ultimate price for his mistake. He loves you with all his heart can offer, and knowing that you did that for him after how he treated you and spoke to you leaves a dark feeling inside of Dean's chest.

Sam notice Dean enter the room with a depressed look across his face. He could see the sheen of sweat that coated Dean's face and neck.

"What happened, I heard some screaming," Sam said as it seemed pretty normal for an uncooperative demon to be screaming. He didn't answer Sam. Sam gave him a puzzled look, and when Dean would return his glances he got up and started walking after him.

"Hey," Sam started and Dean picked up the pace as he headed towards his room.

"Hey, Hey Hey Hey, what happened in there?" Sam asked again just as he grabbed his brother's arm and spun him around. When he looked at Dean in the eyes he could see they were red and puffy, as if he had been crying.

"What Sam? Do you want me to tell you... that I found Y/n in there," Sam was confused

"Not Belphegor Sam, it was Y/n in that chair, screaming, because she sold herself to save me, and now she has a demon living inside of her, causing her al that pain and suffering," Dean's eyes were beginning to water again.

"Sam it's my fault she's in there, she did this to save me," Dean said breaking down in front of his brother.

"How am I supposed to go in there, and look at her when I've hurt her so bad Sam?"

Sam didn't know what to say, he knew dean was struggling but anytime Sam went to talk about it he brushed it off and acted like nothing was wrong.

"Dean, we all blame ourselves for what happened to Y/n, I shouldn't have let her go out on her own like that, I knew she could handle herself. I just didn't know she was going to do this," Sam sighs trying to sympathize with his brother.

"But the difference is that we now have the tool and experience to fix this," Sam says laying a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"I can't go back in there," Dean says shakily. "I can't do it," Dean turns and continues his trek back to his room. Leaving Sam alone in the hallway.

A couple hours later Sam went back to the dungeon to check on you. When he entered he was met with the black colored eyes of your captor.

"Hey Hey Hey Sammy," he said comically. It made Sam hurt to listen to him use your voice like that, not knowing what was happening to you on the inside.

"Get out of her," Sam asks calmly.

"No can do sir, we have a binding contract, five years," Belphegor states. "And if I don't remember correctly, you kidnapped me only three years in, so she's still got a solid two years left until she's retired," he said mockingly.

"What if we made a deal? I give you something you want, in return for Y/n, safely." Sam asks.

"You don't have anything I want," he replies.

Sam offers up everything of use to a demon that he can think of, even the demon blade. But Belphegor doesn't want any of it. He just wants you. Just as Sam is getting ready to leave, Belphegor decides to fall back into the shadows of your soul, and ride shotgun for a bit.

"Sam!" you shout as you regain control of your body. "Sam you can't leave me here! Sam!" When he reaches the door frame he is hit with flashbacks from the last time he had to leave you here, everything after that he blames himself for.

"Sam you're all I have, Dean can't even look at me!" you say crying. "Please Sam," it comes out as barely a whisper. But he leaves anyways. Belphegor didn't return you to the cage in your mind, he let you sit there and feel every ounce of pain you could, he left you like that for hours, until you were begging to be put away again, where you would feel the physical pain instead of the pain in your heart.

Little did you know Sam had gone off to call the one and only king of Hell to help break the legally binding contract you found yourself stuck in.