Two doors opened to their left revealing a large office space. Behind the large wooden desk sat an older man. His eyes seemed to be glistening and under his unshaven face a smirk was forming. 'If it isn't Moose, Squirrel and everyone's favourite reject-Angel.' The man placed his hands against one another, as if he was praying. 'Please tell me the present is your heads on a silver platter.'

'Not yet.' Dean laughed. They dragged Susan into the room and there pushed her down on her knees. 'It's more like returning something you lost, Crowley.' Susan knew she had seen his face before. During her abduction, though it was a haze, she was sure of it.

Crowley stood up from his chair. 'Now, why would you do that?' He asked, his eyes narrowed. 'This isn't another one of your little tricks, is it?'

'No trick.' Sam shrugged. 'It simply turns out wizards are more of a threat to us, than helpful.'

The demon looked up and down at Susan, her wet hair and her new clothes. 'So, first you steal her. Bathe her. And then bring her back to me.' He looked suspicious as he walked around the desk.

'Yeah…' Eyes were directed at Castiel, who seemed unaware of any wrong doing on his part. 'We needed her to trust us.' Dean said looking back at Crowley. 'That's why we send in Buttercup to snatch her up.'

'So, is this really a present or are you proposing a trade?' Crowley asked looking down at Susan. 'I don't usually get something for nothing.'

Susan at the ground, away from all of them. Her knees were staring to hurt and she simply wished she was anywhere but there. Even the wizard war was better. At least there she could fight, do something, move. She wasn't captured, bound and useless. Not the subject of a trade with the king of hell.

'We want information. Any information you can us get on her kind.' Sam said.

'We want to know how they "tick".' Castiel added, moving his fingers to indicate quotation marks.

'We figured that's what you want this one for. To find out.' Sam continued.

Crowley nodded. 'Fair enough, boys.' He looked between the three men. 'But loose the wings first.' He turned around and moved back behind his desk. 'Then we'll talk business.'

Dean sighed. 'Cas, go.' Castiel simply stared at him. 'Cas, I said GO.' Dean insisted. Castiel looked unwilling, but with a snap he was gone.

'Do we have a deal?' Sam asked.

'That depends, boys.' Crowley tilted his head slightly. 'I normally trade for souls. And that's a pretty success guaranteed kind of deal. Sealed with a kiss, ended with the growling of my puppy's.' He smiled at the thought and Dean shivered.

'Cut the bull crap, Crowley.' He hissed.

Crowley nodded. 'If this is our deal than I want you two knuckleheads to promise me something. Don't trick me, don't come after her or try to save her. You do that and she'll be dead before you can touch her.' He all the while kept that stupid smirk on his face. 'And then I'll just get myself another wizard-toy.'

Sam looked uncomfortable. He shuffled his feet and looked away, biting his lip. His brother glanced at him. Sam sighed. 'Fine, fine. We have a deal, BUT..' He glared at Crowley. '..you spill right now what you've already found out.'

'Perfect. Shall we seal it…' Crowley offered.

'NO!' The brothers said simultaneously.

'Fine.' Crowley raised his hands in his own defence. 'So, the girl.' He walked back towards Susan. 'Silver doesn't burn her, neither does salt.' He kneeled slightly before her. Putting his hand under her chin he forced her to look up. Her brown eyes unwillingly met with the darkness radiating from his. Her breath wavered slightly. Suddenly she felt like she had been beaten for days and all her strength had been drained, within those few seconds. 'And holy water doesn't even make her flinch.' Crowley removed his hand and her head sank back down.

'That's basically everything you didn't find out.' Dean focused his eyes on Crowley, never looking at Susan. 'What can you tell us that might actually be helpful?'

'Well…' Crowley stood upright again. He walked behind his desk and opened a drawer. 'It seems she bleeds and breaks just like a normal human. And all her power…' He pulled something from the drawer. '…comes from this piece of twig.'

Susan's head shot up. Her eyes fixated on Crowley, and her wand. He was rolling it between his fingers. HER wand, the wand that had chosen and served her. And now it was being held by a demon. The demon who had her abducted, something that was highly unworthy of even touching it. She struggled against her restraints.

Crowley ignored her. 'Made of Hornbeam wood, or so someone told me. Whatever the importance of that may be.' He shrugged and took the wand in his other hand. 'We haven't been able to get any magic out of it, so… I suspect it only works as a pair.' He pointed the tip at Susan.

Her breathing grew heavier. Her eyes focused solely on her wand. Everything Crowley had said was true, but he had no idea of the power he was holding. If only Susan had a chance to touch her wand she'd be out of there in seconds flat.

'I haven't had the chance to do anymore experiments.' Crowley stood in front of Susan, her wand only a few inches away from her face.

Of course the boys knew Crowley was lying, but it was all they were going to get out of him right now. 'I guess we'll hear from you when you've got more.' Dean said nodding at Sam.

'You've got my word.' Crowley smiled. 'Now shall I let you boys out?' He motioned to the door.

It went unnoticed by everyone, everyone but Sam. Susan, still fixated on her wand, breathed in deeply. Her fingers flexed and then cramped up. There was one hope for her to get out of this mess right now. Her breathing became rapid pattern and she closed her eyes. In her head she repeated the words, the spell.

Then everything happened in a spilt second. There was a creaking sound above their heads. As Crowley looked up, Susan's wand began to pull out of his grip. He looked back down at her. With a swing of his arm the back of Crowley's hand crossed Susan's face. She fell down and the wand remained in Crowley's hand.

But as Crowley stepped back, a devil's trap burned through the ceiling.

~Another chapter for you. Please tell me if you liked it or not. And which other characters would you like to make an appearance?~