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Crossroad Blues Part 2

Like normal, we research this guy that had his picture in this box. We find him after some digging and asking the locals. He's still alive from what we heard. We headed to his apartment to actually check on the guy. We find ourselves in front of an old apartment building.

"What's this guy's name again?" Sam asks.

"George Darrow. Apparently quite the regular at Lloyd's. Though this house probably ain't up next on MTV Cribs, is it?" I say.

"Yeah, so whatever kind of deal he made," Sam starts.

"Wasn't for cash. Oh, who knows. Maybe this place is full of babes in Princess Leia bikinis." Dean finishes off. I elbow him in the side. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'm just saying, this guy's got one epic bill come due. Hope at least he asked for something fun." We reach his apartment to find there is some kind of black powder on the floor.

"Look at that." Sam says. We crouch down and rub at it.

"What is that, pepper?" Dean asks. The door then opens and a man is standing there.

"Who the Hell are you?" He asks.

"George Darrow?"

"I'm not buying anything." George says about to shut the door.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, looks like you went for the wrong shaker there. Heh. Usually when you want to keep something evil out you go for the salt."

"I don't know what you talkin' about." George says almost shutting the door, but he doesn't.

"Talkin' about this." Dean says holding up the picture from the box. "Tell me. You seen that Hellhound yet?"

"Look, we want to help. Please, just five minutes." Sam says. George nods and let's us inside. The apartment is small and definitely hasn't been cleaned in a while. What did this guy ask for? That's when I noticed all the paintings. So, it must have to do with these. "So what is that stuff out front?" Sam asks as we look around.

"Goofer Dust." George says turning to us with a glass of whisky. "What, you kids think you know somethin' but not about Goofer dust?" He says tossing Dean a bag.

"Well, we know a little about a lot of things. Just enough to make us dangerous." I say.

"What is it?" Sam asks.

"Hoodoo. My grandma taught me. Keeps out demons."

"Demons we know." Dean says.

"Well, then. Maybe it'll do you some good." George says sitting down. "Four minutes left."

"Mr. Darrow, we know you're in trouble." Sam says.

"Yeah, that you got yourself into." Dean says.

"But it's not hopeless, all right? There's gotta be something we can do."

"Listen, I get that you want to help, but sometimes a person makes their bed, they've just got to lie down in it. I'm the one called that demon in the first place." George says.

"What'd you do it for?" Dean asks.

"I was weak. I mean, who don't want to be great? Who don't want their life to mean something? I just...I just never thought about the price."

"Was it worth it?"

"Hell no. 'Course, I asked for talent. Shoulda gone for fame. I'm still broke and lonely. Just now I got this pile of painting don't nobody want, but that wasn't the worse."

"Go on." Sam says.

"Demon didn't leave. I never counted on that. After our deal was done, the damn thing stayed at Lloyd's for a week. Just chattin'. Makin' more deals. I tried to warn folks, but I mean, who's goin' to listen to an old drunk?"

"How many others are there?" Sam asks.

"Uh, the architect, that doctor lady. I kept up with them. They've been in the papers. Least they got famous."

"Who else, George? Come on, think."

"One more. Uh, nice guy too. Hundson. Evan, I think. I don't know what he asked for. Don't matter now. We done for."

"No. No, there's gotta be a way." Sam says.

"You don't get it! I don't want a way!"

"Look, you don't-" Sam starts.

"I called that thing! I brought it on myself. I brought it on them. I'm going to Hell one way or another. All I want is to finish my last painting. Day or two, I'm done. I'm just trying to hold them off 'till then. Buy a little time. Okay, kids. Time you get. Go help somebody that wants help." George says cutting off Sam.

"We can't just-" I start.

"Get out! I got work to do." George yells at us.

"You don't really want to die." Sam says.

"I don't? I'm...I'm tired." George says turning back to his painting. We take that as our cue and leave. It didn't take us long to find Evan Hudson. He was a famous businessman, who lived in a huge house. We got over to his house that night and knock on the door. Evan opens the door not too long after.

"Yes?" Evan asks.

"Evan Hudson?" Sam asks.

"You ever been to a bar called Lloyd's? Would have been about ten years ago." Dean says. Evan suddenly got terrified and slammed the door shut.

"Come on, we're not demons!" I yell.

"Any other bright ideas?" Sam asks. Dean steps back from the door and then kicks the door open. We go inside and find a back room. Dean gets ready to kick it open, but Sam and I catch it.

"What-" Dean starts, but Sam just pushes the door open. It wasn't locked.

"Evan?" Sam asks as we walk in.

"Please! Don't hurt me!" Evan yells jumping out from behind a bookshelf. Sam holds his hand out. "We're not going to hurt you, all right? We're here to help you."

"We know all about the genius deal you made." Dean says.

"What? How?" Evan asks.

"Doesn't matter. All that matters is we're trying to stop it." I say.

"How do I know you're not lying?"

"Well, you don't, but you're kinda running low on options there, buddy-boy." Dean says. Evan swallows loudly and starts pacing.

"Can you stop it?"

"Don't know. We'll try." I say.

"I don't want to die."

"Of course you don't, not now." Dean says.

"Dean. Stop." Sam says quietly.

"What'd you ask for anyway. Evan? Huh? Never need Viagra? Bowl a perfect game? What?" Dean asks.

"My wife." Dean lets out a laugh.

"Right. Gettin' the girl. Well, that's worth a trip to Hell for."

"Dean, stop." I say.

"No. He's right. I made the deal. Nobody twisted my arm. That...woman, or whatever she was, at the bar? She said I could have anything I wanted. I thought she was nuts at first, but...I don't know how to...I was desperate."

"Desperate?" Sam asks.

"Julie was dying."

"You did it to save her?" Dean asks his voice tone changing.

"She had cancer. They'd stopped treatment. They were moving her into hospice. They kept saying...a matter of days. So yeah, I made the deal, and I'd do it again. I'd have died for her on the spot."

"Did you ever think about her in all this?" Dean asks.

"I did this for her." Dean advances on Evan.

"You sure about that? I think you did it for yourself, so you wouldn't have to live without her. But guess what? She's going to have to live without you now, but what if she knew how much it cost? What if she knew it cost your soul? How do you think she'd feel?" Dean asks. Sam steps forward and puts a hand on his chest pushing him away.

"Okay, that's enough. You just sit tight, all right? We're going to figure this out." Sam says pushing Dean out into the hallway. I nod at Evan and follow them. "You all right?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be? Hey, I got an idea." Dean says pulling out the bag of Goofer dust. "You throw George's hoodoo at the Hellhound, keep it away from Evan as long as you can. I'm gonna go to the crossroads and summon the demon."

"Summon...are you nuts?" Sam asks.

"I'll go with him." I blurted out. The boys looked at me a little shocked. "I've done some studying on demons. I wanted to be prepared for anything. I can help out." It wasn't a lie. I did a lot of research on demons in my free time. I learned how to do the devil's trap. "I've got a book on how to summon and trap them in my bag that's in the Impala." The boys nod.

"All right we'll buy us time to figure out something more permanent." Dean says.

"Yeah, but how much time?" Sam asks.

"I don't know, a while. I mean, it's not easy for those suckers to claw their way back from Hell and into the sunshine."

"No. No way. I don't like this."

"You're not allowed to say no, Sammy, not unless you've got a better idea." Dean says.

"Guys, you can forget it, all right? I'm not letting you two summon that demon."

"Why not?" I ask crossing my arms.

"Because I don't like where your-" He pointed at Dean. "is at right now. Kate, it could put you in danger and after that last hunt..."

"I'm fine. That week with Bobby was amazing."

"Yeah but wait, what are you talking about?" Dean asks confused. We somehow kept the fact that me and Sam had been sleeping together. I mean we were just sleeping. He didn't know about my break downs. He just knew I needed a break from everything.

"You know you've been on edge ever since we found that crossroads, Dean, and I think I know why."

"We don't have time for this. Come on, Kate." Dean says pushing past Sam.

"Dad." Dean stops. "You think maybe Dad made one of those deals, huh? Hell. I've been thinking it. I'm sure you've been thinking it too."

"It fits doesn't it? I'm alive. Dad's dead. The yellow-eyed demon was involved. What if he did? What if he struck a deal? My life for his soul?" Dean asks.

"I think I hear it! It's outside!" Evan yells.

"Just keep him alive, okay? Come on." We hurried out of Evan's house and to Lloyd's bar. I drew a Devil's trap on the top of the Impala ceiling as Dean puts the box together to summon the demon. I hid behind a large rock nearby to wait and see if Dean will need backup.

"So, what brings a guy like you to a place like this?" The female demon asks appearing. "You called me?"

"I'm just glad it worked." Dean says.

"First time?"

"You could say that."

"Oh, come on now. Don't sell yourself short. I know all about you, Dean Winchester. I also know you have a little friend behind that rock." Well, this is useless. I stand up and go over to Dean. "Kate Foster."

"So, you know who we are."

"I get the newsletter."

"Well, don't keep me in suspense. What have you heard?"

"Well, I heard you were handsome, but...you're just edible. What can I do for you?"

"Maybe we should do this in my car. Nice and private."

"Sounds good to me." The demon says following us to the car.

To Be Continued...

Well, there you go guys! Another chapter done! I had job orientation last night for my new job and am starting next week! Now, me and my friend are planning on going to Atlanta WSC! Things are looking up for me, and it is great! Anyways, I hope you have an amazing day! Bye guys!