Ch 5
"Tell me you have some good news for me boys," Crowley sat at his desk trying to figure out where Dean had fled to.
"We have a possible lead. There was a woman who died a few years ago that resembles our current mystery woman."
"Now how would a dead woman be walking around today?"
"We don't know sir, but she does Very much resemble her." One of his men placed a photo of the deceased woman before him.
Crowley couldn't believe it. They looked almost identical. Maybe a different hair cut and color, a little bit of bulk added over the years and they could be twins.
"Interesting...keep researching. I need to find a weakness for her."
The men left to do more of their work. Now Crowley had an even bigger question of how a 'dead' woman could be walking around and not be a ghost. Demon maybe? But then he should have been able to see her true face...this was perplexing.
"Sir...I may have found the woman in question," Rasiel reported to Cas with a file she had put together. "However sir, it appears she...she's dead."
"How can a dead person be walking around?" Sam asked.
"Maybe she IS a demon?" Cas thought aloud.
"Then why not let Dean kill the guy? Shouldn't we be able to summon her then?" Sam was very eager to figure you out.
"We don't even know her name or what type of demon she is to be able to conjur her."
"Her LIVE name was y/n," Rasiel replied.
"Thank you Rasiel, but we would need the demon name to summon the demon...IF that's even what she is."
Sam just looked even more upset that they weren't any closer to from where they started.
"Thank you Rasiel for what you've gathered so far. Please, keep me posted if you find out anything else."
Rasiel disappeared to get back to work.
"What's wrong Sam?"
"I just can't believe we're no closer than where we started and it's been a week since he was last spotted. Where the hell could he have gone off to?"
You and Dean had been having a nice time hanging out at the motel, but the more time you spent relaxing and the more time you spent with him, just made you more eager to kill something. Dean could tell something was off by how irritable you had become recently.
"Y/n?...what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"I know what would cheer you up...how about we go on a hunt? I have to be honest, I've been craving getting my blade into something lately."
"Are you sure it's best for you to give into that right now?" You look at him annoyed. For as strong as he's been from what you know, he didn't seem like one that would handle a drug addiction very well, which is exactly what this was like, but 100 times worse.
"Fine...then what do you suggest that we do then?"
"I suggest that YOU stay at the motel and I'LL go hunt." You get up and start to pack a bag.
"And why do YOU get to go hunt while I stay here?" He makes his way to stand close to you as you pack your bag.
"Because I'm not the one with a blood lust problem!"
"You sure about that?...You think I don't feel your blood boiling too? You think I haven't noticed your eyes go a shade or two deeper here and there?"
You push him back away from you and you see him smirk. That was it. You shove him hard into the wall and bring your blade up to his throat.
"Do you want my help or not?"
"There's my girl." His eyes shift to those black endless holes.
"Stop it Dean."
"Come on babe, I can feel you itching to get out. She has you pretty weak doesn't she."
"Fuck you!" You charge off grabbing your bag and head out the door to your car. Once inside you take a few deep breaths which you regret doing, because then Dean with green eyes comes running out the door after you. You try to pull out before he can get to you, but drop your keys before getting them in the ignition giving him just enough time to hop in.
"What the hell!"
"How long have you known?" You set your head on your steering wheel trying to just stay calm and ashamed to look him in the eye, even though he's no saint either.
He placed his hand under your chin and turned your face to look at him, "I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to know. I do sense something different about you, more than I ever did before. I always knew, but this...this is weird. I can feel your blood boiling like mine does when I get restless and need to use the blade...care to explain to me now?"
You look over at him and bite your lip as you contemplate coming clean with him or not.
"Let me go on this hunt and when I get back I can explain...to the best of my knowledge."
He looked out the front windshield with his jaw set tight. He didn't like this idea. For all he knew you were just going to leave him there. You could tell what he was thinking and came up with a different compromise.
"How about this...you can COME with me, but you can't HUNT with me...sound fair?"
"Not really...but fine. I'll take it."
You both go back inside to research for a close hunt. You weren't sure how long either of you could hold out for and needed to kill something quick. You found a possible demon gang a few towns over and decided to start there.
"Sir, we think we may have found them."
"Where?"
"Headed our way sir."
"Really? Well this is most interesting indeed...make sure we're well prepared for our...guests, would you?"
"Yes sir."
Crowley couldn't be more pleased. This just seemed to be too easy.
"Castiel! We tracked them down, but they're on the move," Rasiel flew in almost out of breath.
"Where?" Cas asked.
"Heading to somewhere in Nevada sir is the best I could figure."
"Damn it! Come on Cass, we gotta high tail it there."
"Let me go there."
"No Cas! You can't use up anymore of your grace."
"Then have me and Rasiel go."
"Damn it Cas! He's my brother! I'm not letting you fetch him without me!"
Cas looked to Rasiel signaling she had done well before hopping into the passenger seat before Sam peeled out onto the road.
"So do I get any idea of what's really going on before the hunt by any chance?"
"No. Now shut up and let me drive would ya?"
"Touch-Y." Dean made himself comfortable and decided to hum along to the music. Even that was getting on your nerves. You need to kill something and soon.
Just when you were about 100 miles from your destination Dean shifted straight up in his seat.
"I just got a really bad feeling about this y/n."
"Oh yeah? And why's that? You some type of psychic now or something?"
"Can you stop being such a bitch for one second and just focus for a minute."
You close your eyes and take a few deep breaths and try to focus too. It was when you opened your eyes it was too late. There was a wall of them right there on the road. You slammed on your breaks and could see a wall of demons just waiting for you.
"What the hell?" You asked.
"More like the KING of hell." Dean responded.
"Isn't he your friend or something, what's this all about?"
"I think this is about us, or rather about you."
"Like hell it is!" You slam down on the accelerator full speed ahead. You weren't gonna go down without some type of fight. You collided with the first few, blood splattering across your now broken windshield after the first body flung straight into it. Just when you thought you made it through ok, your car is flipped over and you tumble over a couple of rolls.
Once you stop rolling you look over at Dean to see him a bloody scraped up mess. You can feel the blood running down the side of your head as well. You try to reach for him and notice his eyes open. He tries to reach for you too trying to help you get out. The last you see is a couple of demons come up to each of your windows and a fist make its way to your face.
You wake up in a dim room feeling yourself chained.
"Well hello darling."
Sorry for the cliff hanger. Just wanted to get something out to you guys after the longer wait. Figured I would post this story every week on Tuesday or Wednesday. That way I have to do my work, do my classwork, and write both stories. Thanks for reading! And reviews good or bad are awesome!