CHAPTER SEVEN: Deal

Wiping his mouth clean, Sam turned towards the wide-eyed angel and tossed the lifeless body on the ground. "I think that'll be enough."

Castiel just nodded sadly, wanting to forget all he had seen in the past hours. Cas couldn't even count the number of bodies Sam had drained in order to get all the demon blood he deemed necessary. "Are you ready then?"

Picking up the duffel from the shelf in the bunker's dungeon, Sam's lips formed a thin line as he nodded.

….

"Your face is going to get stuck like that." Dean hadn't even noticed he was scowling until Meg had spoken. Rolling his eyes, the Knight sighed.

"So what's the plan?" The eldest Winchester asked, staring at the demon across from him, bored.

"Well, you're pretty much useless and I'm not entirely sure your plan will come." Meg noted, looking at the chains binding Dean.

Although he would never admit it, The Knight knew that the brunette had a point. With the chains, all his power was tapped out. He had never felt so, empty.

"I on the other hand, have had some time to build up enough energy to hopefully blow this popsicle stand."

With her head pointed towards the ceiling above her, Meg closed her eyes.

….

Hell was much better decorated then Sam would've guessed. As the pair walked the carpeted hallways, the hunter couldn't help but compare it to Magnus's secret hideout.

"Your brother's soul, I can feel it." Cas said, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Lead the way." Nodding at the angel, they took a left.

….

With a loud crack, the area of the ceiling that Meg's chains were hanging from split, causing her to fall to the floor.

Rolling her shoulders, the demon shook the now loose chains from her wrist before making her way over to Dean.

"Let's see here." As she reached up to yank on the Knight's bindings, her hand immediately started to burn and smoke. Pulling away quickly, Meg looked up at the former hunter apologetically. "I can't touch them."

Glancing up at his own chains, Dean mumbled. "Dammit…"

….

The sound of a loud crack had both Sam and Castiel pausing before they quickened their pace.

Eyeing a door at the end of the hallway, Cas was positive that was where they would find Dean.

"Uh, Cas. We might have a small problem." Glancing at where he saw Sam looking, the angel's eyes grew wide as a mass of demons appeared at the end of the hallway they had just come from.

Turning his whole body to face the large group, the hunter put his hand out in front of him, closing his eyes.

It was effortless For Sam at this point. Before long, demons eyes and mouths were flashing with bright lights, falling to the floor.

"Let's go." Castiel said, a hint of regret in his tone.

Finally reaching the door, the youngest Winchester yanked it open and the pair trampled in, shutting the door firmly behind them.

"For fuck's sake." Dean spat as he glared at the duo in front of him.

Sam's nose crinkled in confusion as he saw the scene in front of him. His brother was suspended from the ceiling and Meg of all people was standing next to him, gripping her hand.

Meg barely had time to get a word out before she was flung against the wall.

"Sam, pleasure as always." Smirking, the demon struggled under the hunter's power.

Deciding Sam had his situation under control, Cas walked over to Dean, glaring up above him. Within moments, the ceiling split just as it had done for Meg but the chains remained tight on the Knight's wrists.

"These are interesting." The angel noted, gripping the bindings hard. "Crowley got the best of you."

"Blow me, Cas." Dean grumbled.

"Sam I was helping your brother escape. I'm on your team." Eyeing her wearily, Sam hesitantly let up his hold against the demon.

"Sam, we must go. Now." Turning to face the brunette, Cas nodded. "Goodbye Meg."

"Woah woah woah. Wait. If you guys want any corporation from me, Meg comes with us." Dean demanded, trying to get away from the angel.

"You'll agree to come with us? Just like that?" Sam scoffed, not believing his brother.

"Not like I have a choice." The Knight hissed, gesturing with his bound wrists.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, the youngest Winchester turned towards the angel. "Fine."

The four had just disappeared right as the demons busted in the room.

….

They had only been in the bunker's dungeon for five seconds before both Dean and Meg were being glared at by their rescuers.

Leaning towards the brunette, Dean smirked. "I guess we're not welcomed."

Taking out a glass syringe from his trench coat pocket, Cas eyed the Knight expectantly. "You promised corporation."

"That I did. But, here's my counter." Dean glanced at Meg as if to cue her. Flicking her wrist, the demon sent both the angel and hunter up against the wall.

Walking over to Sam, a cruel smile crept across the Knight's face. "Seeming as though we want Crowley dead and you guys want Crowley dead, we decided," Dean spoke, indicating Meg with his wrists. ", that we will work with you, as well as not kill you." Smiling at the end, the eldest Winchester glanced at a brooding Castiel.

"Oh, I almost forgot. You also have to take these fucking things off." Shaking his wrists for emphasis, Dean walked to where he was in the middle of the two, Meg opposite of him.

With a glare both their ways, Sam was barely able to make himself say the one word Dean loved to hear ever since he turned. "Deal."

"Sam-" Cas started.

Before his brother could get to happy, the hunter piped up again. "Only if you take doses of angel blood whenever we see fit." The Knight could practically see the confidence oozing out of the youngest Winchester.

Growling slightly, Dean walked over to his bother as Meg let the angel and Sam down.

"Deal."

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TBC

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