Skulking over to the Women in chains, Rowena's face grew pleasant with a fake smile.

"Well, well, well, who do we have here? Annabel and Fiona. The witch who always came in second behind me with the girl who was barely a witch at all. It's been a long time, girls. Three centuries. You look well." Abruptly, her look changed to a furious scowl, and she punched both of them in the face as hard as she could. "But you made a big mistake in coming here." She said. She pulled Annabel's face into her hands. "Now, where did they take my son?"

"I'm not telling you." She said, turning her face away from Rowena. Rowena chuckled before landing another blow to the face. Then, pulling a knife out from behind her, she ran the blade along Annabel's cheek.

"Oh, I think you will. I have my ways of making you talk."

She spent twenty minutes strategically torturing her, but Annabel would not break. So she decided to go another route. Gathering the supplies she needed, Rowena looked at Annabel and Fiona and said,

"You shall not sleep without guilt, eat without guilt, or laugh without guilt.

Without Fear,

make your conscious clear.

Your conscious will torment you,

Until you tell me true.

The truth will set you free,

this is my wish,

so shall it be."

But that was only the first part. A hex of guilt could only take her so far, so she centered and grounded herself, then cast her circle. She was going to cast a spell to reveal the truth of the situation. She lit the purple candle in front of her, and meditated on the light of the flame for a few minutes, clearing her mind of all thought as best she could Then, she took a lapis lazuli crystal into her hand. Closing her eyes, she saw a bright white flame with her mind's eye. She pictured the flame growing larger and larger, filling the whole circle with light. She made this light as strong as she could, and held the image for a minute or so. Then, she sent the light into the crystal she was holding. She visualized the lapis stone absorbing all the light inside the circle, until it glowed brighter than a thousand flames. Then, she repeated the following incantation over and over again:

"May the truth I seek Be revealed to me, May the hidden come to light, So mote it be."

When she was satisfied, she closed the circle. The lapis lazuli crystal was now enchanted to reveal the truth of any situation, just in case Annabel or Fiona tried to lie to her. Plus, it gave time for the hex to settle in.

Finally, she turned her attention to Annabel and Fiona. Both looked extremely uncomfortable, and she relished in the look.

"Now then, who wants to tell me where my son is?"

Fiona looked ready to burst, so Rowena went over to her. "Fiona, tell me. You know you want to. Where. Is. My. Son.?"

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. "THEY TOOK HIM TO A WAREHOUSE IN ARIZONA!"

She held a blade to her throat. "Where?"

"I don't know. Really. They didn't tell us where."

"Why did they take him in the first place?"

"They wanted Lucifer back on the throne!"

Rowena paused. "Lucifer is coming here?"

Fiona nodded.

"What else do you know?"

"I don't know anything else, I swear! They didn't tell us anything more."

Rowena accepted the answer, then turned to Annabel.

"What spell did you use on him?"

Annabel shook her head. She wouldn't crack. This was her chance to beat Rowena once and for all.

"Come on Annabel, I know it was you who did the heavy work on this. We both know that bampot over there isn't smart enough to do transfiguration spells of that caliber. So tell me, what did you use, hmmm?"

Annabel shook her head. She wouldn't give the answer away without a fight. Rowena's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You're playing with fire, Annabel. If you think I'm following the witch's creed right now, you're sadly mistaken. I can and will kill you without a second thought. You had the nerve to hurt my boy, so all bets are off on what I'll do to you. But if you tell me what spell you use, I might just have a little mercy on you and let you live. Tell me. What spell did you use?"

When she still didn't talk, she recited the hex over and over again until Annabel was red in the face with effort.

"TELL ME NOW!" Rowena demanded, angrily.

"We used the puer ad reformabit spell!" She confessed.

Rowena stood there for a moment, dumbstruck. Then, the ugliest sound any of the Winchesters or Castiel had ever heard came from her mouth. It was a whooping sound of complete, insane rage. Suddenly she was beating the two women senseless. Then, when they were good and bloodied, she ripped the solitaire diamond necklace from Annabel's neck as a trophy for herself. Then, she took the knife in her hand and stabbed each of them in the throat. She watched with malicious glee as the blood poured from their wounds. She caught some of it in a bowl (she'd need it for the spell to return Fergus to normal) and then waited until they had been completely drained of blood before letting them free from their chains. Then, with an ax she had hidden with her things, she beheaded both witches with a mighty chop to make sure that neither of them could ever come back.

Then she turned to the Winchester brothers and Castiel.

"You three, let's get a move on. We have to get back to your bunker and find Fergus before it's too late!"

With that, she dragged them toward the door to the throne room and up out of hell until they reached earth, Then led them all to an alley where she teleported them to the ground above the bunker.