CHAPTER SEVEN: How Many More People Can Be In One Chapter?

"Sam, you need to calm down, son." John reassured as he watched the tall demon desperately try to get up.

"Don't call me that." Sam growled, his eyes becoming enveloped with black. "They took my brother because you jackasses thought it was a good idea to try and kidnap the two most wanted demons in the US!" The demon finished in a huff while his nostrils flared.

The four hunters all stared at him with fear and shock, not sure where to go from there. Finally, Bobby took a step forward, his lips set in a firm line. "Sam, we can't help you get your brother back unless you tell us who took him and where." The old hunter placed what he thought would be a comforting hand on the demon's shoulder only to have him flinch at the touch. Yanking his hand back and holding it up in surrender, Bobby took a step away.

"Crowley's men took him. He wouldn't want to bring him to Hell, too many things could go wrong." Sam paused as he rubbed his temples, trying to think like the King would. "Probably to some abandoned factory, nearby too."

"Great!" Ellen proclaimed. "At least we have an idea."

Bobby adjusted his baseball cap as he clapped John on the shoulder. "Alright, we'll be back soon Sam."

San chuckled before he saw the seriousness of the hunter, his black orbs locking on the old drunk. "You gotta be fucking joking. I'm coming. You guys couldn't even keep him here, you expect me to think you can bring him back?"

"Sam-" Ellen started.

"I'm coming." The demon's voice got dangerously low and a cruel glint shown in his eyes. While the other three hunter's stared at Sam with defiance, Jo dug her pocket knife from her jacket, tossing it at Sam.

"Jo, what's gotten in to you?" Ellen questioned, not happy about her daughter giving in to a demon.

The youngest Harvelle looked at her mother incredulously as she crossed her arms. "It's his brother Mom; he's not staying here without a fight so I'm savin' us some time."

Sam gave her a grateful look before setting to work on the task at hand. Once he finished, he flicked the bullet at Bobby as if to mock him.

Before anybody had time to respond, the demon grabbed Jo by the arm and they vanished in a gust of wind.

….

Dean sat up from the cot in the panic room, mischief shining in his eyes from the thought of Jo coming back as he heard footsteps approaching. Young girls, so easy to get into their heads, he thought as the door creaked opened.

Dean's face fell and paled, recognition crossing his features as he realized how royally boned he was.

"This day just couldn't get any better. Meg, Ruby, what can I do for ya?" Dean said, his words laced with sarcasm as he eyed the pair standing just outside the door of the panic room. He watched as Ruby flicked her long blonde hair over her shoulder, her leather jacket wrinkling from the movement.

"If it isn't Dean Winchester, what an honor." Meg quipped eyeing the fuming demon from head to toe. "Ya know, after you and that brother of yours ditched the crossroads, we really didn't think we'd ever see you two again."

Ruby made a face as if she was enjoying how Dean was trapped. "Would've been a real shame too. Crowley's pissed and I definitely don't want to miss what he has planned for you boys."

Dean scoffed, his black eyes falling on Ruby as she raised an eyebrow at him. "We're not scared of Crowley."

"That's where you're wrong." Meg paused, eyeing Dean with what looked like pity. "Everybody's scared of the King." The brunette pointed out, leaning against the doorframe.

Dean crossed his arms, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. "What's your plan here ladies? Can't really come in here without getting trapped yourselves."

Ruby's dark laughter echoed off the walls as she held up her fingers, ready to snap. "See, if you would've stayed, you might've learned some new tricks." The sound of the blonde snapping was the only noise Sam heard before Dean was gone.

….

"One more devil's trap." Dean hissed, glaring at the two females in front of him. "If I get caught in one more devil's trap in the next 24 hours I swear somebody's lungs are getting ripped out." His voice took on a cruelty that would've made any hunter's skin crawl.

But there were no hunter's around.

Meg rolled her eyes, not impressed with the Winchester's little threat. "Save your trash talk for those hunter's you were hanging with." She said crossing her arms as her voice reverberated off the walls.

If Dean had to guess, he'd say they were in some old factory somewhere. There were large boxes scattered sporadically around the room, but other than that it was pretty much empty. By the smell of the place, Dean would say he wasn't too far from Sam.

Sam.

Although the eldest Winchester would never admit it, he was worried about the kid. He had spent his whole life looking out for Sammy that he almost didn't know how not to.

"If you're gonna kill me, do it already." His voice was laced with malice as his eyes switched to darkness, a window to his soul.

Ruby let out a small chuckle as she looked at Dean with amusement. "You think the King's going to let you off that easy?" She paused, watching as the demon in front of her narrowed his eyes. Before she could continue, the door on the opposite side of the huge room opened.

"Speak of the devil." Dean muttered irritably as Crowley approached him, looking as smug as ever.

"Squirrel, pleasure. You look ravishing as always." He quipped, sending a flirtatious grin to the infamous demon.

"Cut the shit, Crowley. What do you want?" Dean got straight to the point, not wanting to waste any time.

The King eyed him with surprise. "Abrupt, I like it. But, have you ever known a good villain to reveal his plan?" Crowley paused, meeting the death glare the eldest Winchester was giving him before he rolled his eyes. "If you must know, you're bait." He said simply, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"The fuck you just call me?" Dean asked, his eyebrows creased in confusion.

Crowley sighed with frustration at Dean's lack of theatrics. "You are going to lead that brother of yours as well as four of the top hunter's in the US here…" He trailed off turning his back on Dean as he began to walk out. "Meg and Ruby here will take care of them as soon as they show up to rescue you. And then and only then, will they do as they please with you."

Dean spared a glance at Ruby and her blood-thirsty stare, not liking the idea of those two having free reign with him. "I'll kill you for this, you son of a bitch!" Dean yelled to the leaving demon.

Crowley stopped for a second before he glanced over his shoulder. "Squirrel, I think we're going to get a lot accomplished, you and me."

….

"Hey!" Sam said, rubbing his arm where Jo had just punched him. "I may be a demon but that wasn't necessary."

"My mom is going to kill you!" Jo snapped as she glanced around her surroundings. They were in the middle of town, right outside the visitor center.

Sam shrugged lazily, not fazed by the hazard of her mother. "We need a map of the town so we can figure out where Dean is and I only trust you out of all those hunters. So-"

Jo cut him off before he could continue, running a hand through her hair worriedly. "Why is that? You just met me."

Sam exhaled deeply with frustration, trying to calm himself down. "You gave me the pocket knife so you obviously trust me. And I don't know, Dean seemed to not mind you." The Winchester opened the door to the building and waited for Jo to go ahead of him.

Reluctantly, she walked in only to stop to face him. "Dean just met me too."

"Correct." He said plainly.

Jo squeezed her fists, annoyed with the vague answers. "So how does he have an opinion of me?" She said through clenched teeth, forcing her voice not to rise.

"We knew about you before this. Our mom had us follow you and your mom for awhile. Even though we hadn't yet officially met you, we knew a lot just from observing. Can we talk about this later?" Sam practically shoved the blonde into the building. Once inside, he scanned the walls looking for where they kept their pamphlets. Finding them across the room, he rushed over and picked up a map.

"Perfect. Let's go."

"Where are we-" Jo was halfway through her sentence before the pair was just outside a dingy warehouse. "Do that one more time; I'll put a bullet through your leg." She threatened, shoving Sam's hand off of her shoulder.

Sam smirked to himself, thinking just how similar she and Dean were. Still feeling her glare, the youngest Winchester gave her a quick apologetic smile before turning his attention to the place. "This is probably it. Let's go get the others and come back. This is going to be a fight and we're gonna need everybody."

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TBC

Deoxys, I'm so happy you finally found it! I hope it's everything you want it to be. To everyone else, thanks for your continued support! It means a lot. Sorry for the later than usual update, I had my ACT Saturday, had to study for it Friday plus a lot of other homework. But, this chapter is a little longer than usual so hopefully I made up for it? Maybe I'll post another chapter today. Cas might also appear in the next chapter. Please continue to read and review! You guys seriously make my day.