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'Seamus, I really have to go now. I'll call you later, alright? I'll explain everything further then.' Susan sighed. 'Sure.' Then she blushed at something Seamus said and glanced at the men in the car with her. They all seemed to purposely look away, except for Castiel who looked straight at her. 'I know…' She said softly looking away from Castiel. 'Me to. Bye for now.' She hung up and handed the phone back to Sam.

'Is everything alright?' He asked putting the phone back in the glove compartment. Susan caught a glimpse of a few other phones in there.

'Yeah, he's just very protective of me.' She shrugged and looked out the window. 'It's sweet really, but… being abducted that isn't just anything. He's a bit over the edge right now.' She looked at the road and signs they passed. 'Where are we going anyway?'

'We're going to see a friend of ours.' Dean said glancing at her via the rear-view mirror. Having listened to her phone conversation he was now very curious about her.

'Crowley is no friend of us, Dean.' Castiel said. 'He is a demon. And he's tried to trick us many times . He doesn't…'

'Yeah, yeah.' Dean waved it off. 'Calm down, fried chicken.' He smirked as he said it.

Castiel frowned. 'I know you mean me. And that is not very nice.' And just like that he was gone again.

'Dean.' Sam sighed. 'You've got to stop doing that. He has trouble grasping the idea of sarcasm and humor in general.'

'Oh, blab bla bla.' Dean shrugged. 'He'll be back. He always is.'

Susan looked between them and the now empty spot beside her. She felt a bit lonely without Castiel to back her up. Sam glanced at her. 'Cas does that sometimes. He will be back any second.' He smiled slightly at her. 'He wouldn't let us go see Crowley alone.'

She nodded. 'Who is this Crowley anyway? I think I've heard that name before.'

'He is the king of hell and, as we believe, the one who had you kidnapped.' Sam explained.

Susan chuckled and looked at him only to find him not smiling at all. 'You're joking, right?' She asked carefully.

'He doesn't joke.' Dean said, Sam rolled his eyes at him. 'Crowley really is the king of hell. Or the boss, whichever he prefers today.' He tapped his thumbs on the wheel. 'We're going to have a very long talk with him.'

Susan swallowed hard. Apparently she had been abducted by the king of hell and now, finally free from his grip, they were going back to see him. The logic in this plan had escaped her.

'Don't worry, we do this a lot. You're safe with us.' Sam winked at her. She simply sighed. None of what they were saying comforted her.

'Why didn't we just summon him again?' Castiel had appeared again, making Sam and Dean jump and scaring the wits out of Susan.

'Bloody hell! Don't do that. You'll give me a heart attack.' She cursed softly glaring at him.

'No, I won't. Your heart is in perfect condition.' Castiel said frowning. Again he seemed deadly serious. 'It would take a lot to give a person as healthy as you a heart attack.' Susan made another mental note.

5. Castiel does not understand human proverbs and sayings.

'Never mind that.' She mumbled. Sam locked eyes with her for a moment. He smiled and shrugged. Seemingly this was just the way Castiel was.

Castiel sat up in his seat. 'We're here.' Dean stopped the car and Susan looked out. They were parked in front of a mansion. The three men got out of the car, but Susan lingered in her seat. Only now the downsides of going with strange men ran through her mind. Backed up by her mother's warnings about strangers and men in general.

'You can stay in the car if you're too scared.' Dean commented, he was holding open the car door for her.

She glared at him and got out quickly. 'I'm not scared.' She brushed down her clothes as the car door closed behind her.

'Sure you weren't.' Dean smirked.

They began to walk towards the front doors. Susan looked up at the house. It had a sort of gloomy air around it. Like something was terribly wrong. Like Halloween decorations on Christmas. Like the Hogwarts Castle in ruins. Like crying when you're happy or smiling when you're not.

The mansion looked like a typical haunted house from any horror movie. Not a curtain was drawn and not a light was lit in the whole place. It seemed to have been left behind to function as a mausoleum for its former owner. If anyone inhabited the place they seemed to be undead, or at least not human.

'So, uhm…' She picked up pace so she was walking between the two brothers. 'Can somebody please fill me in on the "exact" plan? And what is my part in it?'

Sam and Dean exchanged glances. Dean looking more determined and Sam, already, regretful. With a slight nod from Dean's side their plan commenced.

Dean pulled Susan's hands behind her back and, with a show of practise, slipped handcuffs on them. Before she could react Sam had already silenced her with a gag.

Panic spread through Susan's head. After being saved from one nasty situation, by the Angel who now stood in front of her, she already found herself in another one. One orchestrated by the very people who had "saved" her in the first place.

Castiel looked down at her. No remorse, no satisfaction, no emotion at all in his face. Only a spark in the corner of his eye which could mean anything. He adjusted the gag that silenced her and then motioned to Dean and Sam.

Each brother grabbed a hold of one of her arms. Roughly they dragged her into the mansion. Castiel followed close behind.

Deans voice echoed through the hall. He called out, a grin spread out on his face. 'Crowley, you son of a bitch, we brought you a present!'