"He got her."
Dean rubbed his brother's back as he kept repeating those three words, bent over in the dark alley after dry heaving several times.
"We're gonna get her back," Dean growled, patting Sam's back once, "Let's go, we're gonna go over to Link and Heather's hotel."
"What?" Sam shouted, his head whipping over to glare at his brother, "No, we need to look for Ellie."
"Sammy," Dean sighed, "We have no idea where she is. We need to regroup and come up with a plan."
"No," Sam stood up, throwing his hands to the side, "I have to find her."
"We're going to," Dean put a hand on Sam's shoulder, "Come on, Cass is packing the car."
Sam gave in and nodded hesitantly, having not even realized that the angel had left the alley. Dean walked behind Sam, giving him a gentle push towards the parking lot. Once they were in the car on the way to Garrett's parents' hotel, Dean pulled out his phone and called Garth.
"Hiya Dean."
"Garth, listen," Dean took a deep breath, stealing a glance over to Sam before continuing, "The demon…he got Ellie."
"What?!"
"Don't tell the kid yet, okay?" Dean reached up with the hand that was holding the phone, pinching the bridge of his nose. Saying out loud that Ellie had been kidnapped was causing all sorts of emotions to bubble to the surface. "We're on our way to Link and Heather's hotel, we'll tell him when we get there."
"I'll meet you there, I was just out grabbing some food."
"Okay Garth, see you in a few."
"Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Is Sam…"
"I'll see you in a couple minutes, Garth," Dean spoke softly before ending the call. He looked over to his brother, who was staring straight ahead at the dark road with his jaw clenched and his eyes empty. He had seen this look several times over their lives, and Dean knew that this was not good.
Ellie woke up and instantly winced from the pain pounding in her head. She tried to pull her hands up to her head but found they were bound behind her back. She managed to maneuver herself to sit up, her head throbbing the entire time. She blinked a few times to look at her surroundings.
It was a large warehouse, and she saw two people talking quietly across the room. She craned her neck to look at her ties and sighed with relief when she saw that it was just rope wrapped around her wrists and ankles. She was about to start wiggling her wrists when her eyes landed on another form laying on the floor about five feet from her. As soon as she saw the brightly colored red hair, she knew exactly who it was.
"Addy," she whispered, trying to scoot over to the woman's body.
"Ah, you're awake."
Ellie froze, then slowly turned and looked at the couple walking towards her. The man was older, probably in his mid forties, with a bald head and a beer gut. The woman next to him had tattoos all up and down her arms, with tightly curled black hair.
"I'm assuming you're Victor," Ellie hissed, rearranging herself so she was sitting as straight as possible.
"Oh my," the demon put his hand to his chest, feigning surprise, "You know who I am? Well of course you do, you are a Winchester after all."
"Yup," Ellie smirked, "So you know that you won't be getting out of this alive."
"Please," Victor scoffed, stepping forward and leaning down to grab Ellie's chin, "You're a baby hunter. Grabbing you was the easiest thing I've ever done."
"Big talk from a demon who had to smash me over the head to do so," Ellie jerked her face out of his grip.
"Yeah, well," Victor stood back up, "My original plan was just to possess you, but you kids and your tattoos."
"Sorry," Ellie nodded sarcastically, "Who are you wearing, anyway? Did you find him in a double wide watching the Real Housewives of New Jersey?"
"I know, not the best vessel," Victor looked down at his stomach and patted it, "But it'll work."
"And who are you?" Ellie's eyes snapped over to the woman who was picking at her fingernails nonchalantly.
"Oh yes, what an awful host I am," Victor smiled, walking over to the woman and running a finger down her cheek, "This is Aliyah."
"Cool story, bro," Ellie chuckled, "She a demon too?"
At this, Aliyah's eyes narrowed at the teenager and she dropped her arms, walking slowly towards her.
"Not a demon, sweetie," the woman smiled sickly, giving her a wink, "You'll see soon enough."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Victor chuckled and crossed his arms as Aliyah backed away from Ellie and walked across the room, "I know you Winchesters. If one of your family are threatened, there is nothing you wouldn't do to save them. I'm betting that any moment now, one of those men that raised you will be bursting in here."
"You're not wrong," Ellie shrugged.
"But what they won't realize," Victor bent over and backed Ellie against the wall, his breath hot on her face, "Is that they're not saving you."
Ellie's face scrunched up in confusion as Victor backed away, turning to look across the room. Ellie followed his gaze and drew a sharp intake of breath when she saw Aliyah shapeshifting.
The three men arrived at the hotel, and Cass got out from the back seat and looked up at the tall building, his head tilted to the side.
"How do Garrett's parents' afford this if they're hunters?"
"They hunt as more of a hobby than a career," Dean chuckled as he and Sam got out of the car, "Link is a dentist, and Heather is a nurse practitioner."
Cass nodded as they walked into the lobby of the hotel, feeling slightly out of place with their apparel. They made their way to the elevator, and once they were inside Sam leaned his head against the back wall and closed his eyes.
"I'll tell Garrett."
Dean turned and looked at Sam with a raised eyebrow, "You sure?"
"Yes," Sam pulled himself off of the wall and started staring straight ahead again.
Dean nodded and watched Sam for a brief moment before turning and pushing the button for the fourth floor. When they knocked on the door, Sam took a deep breath and hoped that Garth or Link would answer the door.
"Hey guys," Garrett smiled politely as he opened the door, looking between the three men and then leaning his head out of the door to glance down the hallway, "Where's Ellie?"
"Let's uh…let's go inside, bud," Dean gently pushed on Garrett's chest. The young man's face instantly fell, and he looked up at Sam with his brow furrowed.
"Is she still mad at me? She couldn't even come with you guys?" Garrett asked as he walked inside the main part of the suite. His parents were sitting at a table with Garth, who was looking knowingly at the hunters near the door.
"Garrett," Sam sighed.
"Man, I was so stupid," Garrett shook his head, "I said something about demons, and I didn't even think about the fact that her mom was—"
"Garrett," Sam interrupted, his voice sharp.
"What?" he turned and looked at Sam. When he saw the tears forming in the older man's eyes, Garrett began to shake his head quickly side to side, swallowing loudly, "No no no."
"We found her phone in the alley next to the motel," Sam cleared his throat when his voice began to crack, "It was covered in sulfur."
Garrett put his hand to his chest when he felt the air being sucked out of his lungs. He coughed a few times, his face turning bright red. His mother ran over from the table, placing her hands on his back.
"She," Garrett choked out, his eyes darting around on the floor, "The demon took her?"
"Yes," Sam whispered, breathing heavily through his nose, "We talked to Crowley, the demon's name is Victor and—"
"Well where the hell is Crowley then?" Garrett yelled, stepping out of his mother's touch, "If he knows who has them, then why the hell isn't he helping?"
Suddenly Dean, Cass, and Sam all looked at a spot directly behind Garrett, and he spun around to see the familiar black-clad demon.
"Who's to say I haven't been helping?"
Garrett barely let Crowley begin his sentence before he grabbed the lapels of his trench coat and slammed him against the nearest wall hard enough to make a picture frame go sideways.
"Where are they?" Garrett shouted, ignoring Sam's voice behind him telling him to let go of the demon, "Where did he take them?"
Sam finally wrapped his arm around Garrett's chest, pulling him away from Crowley. The demon straightened up and wiped his hands down his front as if to brush dirt away, his always calm demeanor ever irritating to the hunter.
"He's at a warehouse off of Lyon Street," Crowley tilted his head as he looked at the crowd of hunters in front of him, "But I've heard he's not alone. I can't be certain that there are more demons, but I also don't know if he's recruited any other monsters to help him."
"What do you mean?" Heather asked, crossing her arms, "He might have other monsters with him?"
"That's what I'm hearing through the grapevine, sweetheart," Crowley shrugged with a smile, "I suggest we get some more intel before going in guns blazing."
"Like hell we are," Sam stepped forward, "Who knows how long they have? We have to go now."
"I agree," Garrett nodded, his arms crossed.
"We need to know what we're walking into," Dean spoke up, shrugging when Sam shot him a look, "It's almost midnight, dude. You need some rest before we go ganking demons."
"Garrett, I know you're upset about Addy and Ellie," Link walked towards his son, sighing, "But if go in without a plan then we could all end up dead. You know this."
"I don't care," Garrett spat out, backing away from his parents, "I'm not a child, I know how this works. I also know that they could both be getting tortured as we speak."
Just as Heather and Link both stepped closer to Garrett, he spun and pushed past Dean and Cass towards the door. Dean turned to grab him, but Link stopped him.
"He doesn't have the keys, he's just blowing off some steam," Link sighed, shaking his head as he slowly walked towards the door.
"I'll go talk to him," Sam placed a hand on Link's shoulder, nodding as he left the hotel room.
Sam found Garrett down the hallway, leaning against the wall near the ice machine with his head facing the ceiling. He heard the footsteps and slowly opened an eye, groaning when he saw the hunter heading towards him. Sam reached out and grabbed the back of Garrett's shirt, shoving him into the opening elevator.
"What are you doing?" Garrett asked loudly as he was shoved against the back wall of the elevator. Sam pressed the ground floor button, then turned and narrowed his eyes at the young man.
"We're gonna go save them."
"What?" Garrett asked, his brow furrowed.
Sam reached into his pocket and pulled out the keys to the impala, "Took these off of Dean. We're going to get the girls."
A/N: I know this was a pretty short chapter, but a lot of things are happening in the story! Love you all, thanks for the reviews!