"Dean, say something." said Sam
"What do you want me to say Sam?" Dean asked. Sam could hear the pain and the feeling of betrayal that laced his words.
"Anything would be better than the silent treatment." said Sam.
"I think I've said everything that I need to say on the subject. Let's just focus on getting her back." Dean said, not looking at him.
"Okay, so what do we do? We can't just go in there, she's expecting us. Even if we go near there she'll know we are there because she has our scent. So how do we get Ivy out of there?" said Sam.
"Well, I think we should go with the direct approach." Dean said
"What do you mean? Like walk on up to the door and say "hey honey, we're home'?" Sam said sarcastically.
"That sounds about right." said Dean.
"You're kidding? Right?" said Sam.
"I wish I was, but I see no other way. We could try to lure her out but she'd know it was trap. I say we just go in, crossbows, and machete's at the ready and get Ivy. We'll take out as many vamps as we can and hopefully cut that bitch Kate's head off in the process." said Dean.
"I don't like this Dean, not one bit." said Sam.
"Listen, every minute we sit here debating about how to get Ivy out of there is one more minute she has to spend with Kate, one more minute closer to her being dead, if she's not already." said Dean.
"Fine, you're right. I'll get to work on the arrows, you got the dead man's blood, right?" Sam said.
"Yeah, here." Dean said and handed him the bottle.
"They won't come Kate, they know it's suicide." said Ivy
"Oh they'll come. If there is one thing I've learned about the Winchesters, they never leave anyone behind. Now, since I know they both have very deep feelings for you, I'm positive they won't leave you to die." said Kate.
"You're a bitch." spat Ivy.
"So I've been told, especially by your boyfriends." Kate answered. "I have some preperations to make for their arrival. I'll be back." she said and walked out the door.
Ivy struggled against her bonds. She had to get herself out of there before Sam and Dean figured out what had happened to her and did something stupid, like walking right into Kate's trap. She knew Kate was right, they wouldn't leave her there, they would come for her and she couldn't let that happen because they would end up dead, and so would she. She had to reach that knife she kept sheethed inside the front of her waistband. She knew they hadn't found it because she could feel the handle pressing into her hip.
Ivy pushed her hips as close to her hands as she could but the knife was just out of her reach.
"Come on, come on." she said between gritted teeth. "You can do this Ivy, you have to do this."
She put everything she had into pushing her hips up and stretching her fingers to reach the knife. She felt the end of the handle with her fingertip and gave one final thrust and wrapped her fingers around the handle pulling the knife out of the sheeth just as the strength in her back and hips gave out and the waistband fell out of her reach.
"Yes!" she breathed out as her muscles screamed at her for the unnatural positions she had just had them in.
She quickly placed the knife in her mouth and leaned down to cut the rope on her right wrist. As soon as she cut through it she grabbed the knife in her hand and made quick work of freeing herself from the other rope. She quickly cut the ropes that also bound her legs to the chair.
She made her way to the door, listening carefully for any approaching footsteps. Hearing none, she tried the door, locked. Of course it was, because nothing could ever be that easy. She scanned the room that she was being held in and realized there was no other way out and no place to conceal herself. She knew that if Kate came in and saw her missing from her chair, there would be trouble. One vamp she could handle on her own, but a full coven? Not going to happen.
She quickly repositioned herself in the chair and placed the ropes to create the illusion that they were still doing their job of holding her captive. Then she waited, waited for her prey to return to her. That bitch was going to pay for kidnapping her, the price would be her head.
The Impala came to a stop just down the road from the farmhouse. Dean and Sam made their way to the trunk and opened it pulling out a crossbow and two machete's.
They exchanged a look and Sam said "Ready?"
"Ready to seperate Kate from her head? I was born ready." answered Dean, and slammed the trunk closed.
"Let's do it then." Sam said and they headed off towards the farmhouse.
In the farmhouse, Kate had returned to the room where she was holding Ivy. When she entered the rooms she stopped and smiled.
"What are you smiling about?" asked Ivy, gripping the handle of the knife that she had hidden under her arm, waiting for Kate to come closer so she could make her move.
"They're here. I told you they would come." she said, her tone sinister.
"How do you know that?" asked Ivy, worried she may be too late to save them.
Kate slowly walked towards Ivy and leaned in so close to her ear that she felt her lips brush against it.
"I can smell them." she whispered.