Supernatural

Things I'd do for you

AN: Yeah... it took quite long... Been busy, really. I know it sounds like an made up excuse but I swear, my teachers have something against free time to write fan fictions... Aaaanyway, I think some of you noticed that I changed the summary a little bit. Don't know if it's better but I gotta try, right? Since I want more reviews. This chapter is dedicated to everyone who already have reviewed. Thank you. And a huge thank to everyone who has read the story but not reviewed. You guys are great, too. But it would be nice to hear what you think. :D

Disclaimer: I do not own them. Trust me, I wish I did. But I do own the bad guys... Yey...

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Chapter three

Sam and Dean looked at each other and then around the room. "Okay... Her Royal Highness clearly has some issues... You think she ever got the True Love's First Kiss?" Dean said.

"You know, it's interesting that you even know about the True Love's First Kiss. That would mean you've either watched Disney movies or read princess stories", Sam pointed out. Dean shot him a look.

"You know Sam, this might be a shocking information to you, but I have been a child that went to school. There are girls there that fantasize about the Prince Charming and teachers that made us watch Sleeping Beauty. AND the True Love's First Kiss is not that unusual phrase, it'd be weird if I DIDN'T know what it meant."

Sam smiled a little at his brother's a little bit too long explanation. Then his mind settled on the task their had in their hands. "So how do we get out of here?" he asked, more to himself than Dean.

"That is a really good question, Sammy. I was kinda hoping that you'd know", Dean replied. His mind was getting through of every possible punishment that the queen could give them, each being nastier than the last one. He heard his brother mumble 'It's Sam', and started to walk around the room, ignoring it completely. "What did she mean when she said we're not here alone?" Sam shrugged. That could mean anything from rats to bugs and spirits.

"Maybe she meant that they're watching us?" Sam suggested.

"If that's true then we've got nothing to worry about. If it's an invisible demon... then we've got something worry about..." Sam nodded.

"I wished we had a clock", he said quietly. It was mocking that the next sound they heard was like a ringing school bell, though it was so loud that both of the boys covered their ears.

Something grey fell from the ceiling, landing in the middle of the room. Sam and Dean stared as it got up, taking a form of a middle aged man, who looked sad, angry and apologizing at the same time.

"You can't stop her. All of them tried, I tried... She cannot be stopped..." the man said with a deep, sad voice."

"Uh... Okay... who are you?" Dean asked, unable to stop himself.

"She took me, too. She put me in here, too... There was a spirit here then, too... I didn't make it. It killed me. Now I'm here. And I have to kill you now... I don't wanna be here... But I have to be freed, I have a duty, I have to pass it... She won't let me go, if I don't. I'm sorry..." the spirit or whatever took a step towards Sam but Dean got between them.

"Wow wow wow, buddy... We can talk, right? I mean, we're defenseless, you couldn't possibly kill us, that just wouldn't be fair". The man smiled, though now all the signs of being polite and sorry were gone.

"I can kill you first if you want. So you don't have to watch your friend here die", he said.

"Dean..." Sam mumbled, clearly trying to get him out of the way.

"Shut it, Sammy. Now, I don't know who the hell you are but you ain't gonna kill me OR my brother, understand? I'm sorry that you have to stay here but that is just your damn luck. Now

could you show us a way out of here?" Now the look on the man's face showed nothing but disbelief.

"I want out of here! I've been here for years, she hasn't brought me a victim! Now you're here, you'll take over, I can go! I can finally go..." Dean felt himself being thrown against the wall. He heard Sam yelling his name and felt his already aching injuries getting even worse.

"Son of a bitch..." he mumbled and tried to get up, not very successfully. The spirit had now forgotten all about Sam and was walking towards him, a smile appearing to it's face.

"I can finally go.. I can finally go..."

"Where you are going is a hundred times worse than this!" Sam suddenly yelled. The man turned around to face him. "If you kill him... If you kill us, you won't go to heaven... Or any other place that is good. You know what they say about hell: everything you've ever dreamed of is just an inch out of your reach. And you'll spend an eternity trying to get them, but you never will. Do you really want that? Huh?" Sam didn't really expect his tactic to works. He just wanted to get the spirit's attention so Dean would have time to get up and possibly escape.

"You know nothing of hell, boy. Everything I had, everything I dreamed of is out of my reach completely and I have to live in the memory of what I lost. In here I have to send an eternity thinking what if. I can let go and... go..." Behind the man's back, Dean had finally managed to get up. He looked around, trying to find even the smallest hole that he and Sam could get through. He knew that the man had forgot about him, now that he was closer to Sam, and that just made him search even harder. But he didn't find anything. Not a slightest crack.

"So the plan B then..." Dean thought to himself. "Plan B? Oh, yeah. I should make one first..." "But do you want everyone else to go through the same pain as you? I mean, you seem like a stand up guy, ya know. You couldn't possibly want to kill innocent people just to get yourself outta here?"

"I was innocent!! And they killed me! I didn't have anyone with me, she killed my brother personally. For once, just for that one time I hoped he wouldn't have been a smartass..." Sam shot a worried glance a Dean. She had killed the man's brother cuz he was a smartass... Oh, great. Without warning the spirit threw itself at Sam. It knocked Sam of his feet and put it's hand on his forehead. "Innocent... I was innocent. I just wanna get out of here..."

"Hey! You get your hands of him!" Dean yelled, though his words didn't have any affect. Sam was struggling to get away from the man's touch but was fighting a losing battle. Dean made his way to the two and with all the strength he had left he pulled Sam up. Sam was pale and Dean more or less carried him away from the spirit who was now getting very angry.

"Don't you get it? You won't make it out!! They'll punish you, it'll be much worse."

"How would you know, you died in here, right?" Dean said, backing away towards the closed door. If only...

"You're a smartass, too. If I don't kill you, they will, in a most painful way. I can make it nice and quick, won't hurt at all."

"Yeah, sure..." With his free hand Dean tried to push the door open. Nothing happened. He pushed a little harder... Did the door move a little...? Just a little harder... Just turn the door knob... Dean heard a satisfying click and the door opened up.

"Nooo!" the man yelled and now ran towards the brothers. Dean carried Sam out of the room as fast as he could, cursing the fact that he hadn't figured out that the door was open all the time. Guess it was the queens plan. That only smart ones would figure it out.

"Excellent, you both made it", Dean heard as he shut the door. "And it only took you... 35 minutes. Great. Take them back to their room and give them some food. We see each other again tomorrow", the queen said and left the boys in the hands of her guards. They walked them (or in Sam's case dragged) them to their room, placed a little bit something that looked like soup and water in the corner of the room and then they left, without looking back.

"Sammy? I'm still not gonna kiss you. C'mon, wakey wakey..." Sam moaned and opened his eyes.

"Aw, prince Charming. Been waiting for you..."

"Shut up. You okay?"

"Yeah... Are you? You crashed quite badly and you're already..."

"I'm fine, Sam. Don't worry. But if I ever get my hands on that dude, he's so going to someplace real bad. Someplace where they haven't ever heard the words heaven, or God, or love..."

"We gotta get of here, Dean", Sam suddenly said.

"Yeah, I know that, Sam. But that's easier said than done."

"Just promise me that you'll be keep your mouth shut..."

"Keep my mouth shut?! What the hell, Sammy? That's like asking you not to be a geek!"

"Dean!! That man's brother was killed cuz he was a smartass! What would you call yourself, huh? If you act like you normally do, you'll be dead in no time!" Sam said, giving Dan the puppy eye look that he almost never could resist.

"Fine. I'll act as good as I can", Dean promised, giving in.

"It'd be better if you just said nothing..." Sam said quietly.'

"Don't push it, little brother. I have lot of things left unsaid."

TBC

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AN: Okay, hope you guys liked it. It's Friday the 13th and for me, it HAS actually been Friday the 13th... sighs So if you're up to it, make my day a little better and tell me what you think. You're all great, thank you for reading.

Until the next chapter

Devil of My Family