the Devil may cry-a Supernatural fanfiction

Author notes: Soo sorry guys for the late chapter, ive had the most busiest time ever, hence why this is a long chapter, will try make chapter 3 more detailed and longer, enjoy and thanks to everyone whose read it so far.

Chapter 2:Good Cop Bad Cop

Dark,alone and an empty one bedroom apartment,on the outside he acted like the big tough police guy strutting his stuff like he owned the joint, I mean being an FBI agent you would've thought he'd have a nice house,wife and kids the life every man dreamt of.

Victor Henrieckson however didnt have this luxury of the perfect nuclear family that everyone dreams of having. Henrieckson was a loner, always was always has been,being a successful cop wasnt going to change that,even as a child it was the same story,little bucktooth Victor the kid who played with toy guns..bang bang your dead, everyone at school use to pick on him,they used to make him out to be a young criminal maybe thats why he became a cop to prove a point, to prove that he wasnt a bad person only someone who wanted to change the world,stop the real criminals from wrecking havoc Victor wasnt a bad person he just seemed that way to hide behind the lost and lonely little boy he was inside.

Leaving Deans prison cell Victor was left with a dilema leave Dean locked up for all the crimes he commited or set him free for using criminal methods for the greater good, he dint have all the facts yet s i guess letting him out was out of the question,one thing was for sure whatever went on in there scared the crap out of him. He was confused,do demons actually exist? He didnt have a clue what was going.

He strolled through to the busy offices of the FBI agency his mind split in two.

"Lewis..i want you to track down Sam Winchester dont sleep until you do got it?"

" Erm yeah sure thing boss,I mean isnt that what we've been doing for months" he stuttered slightly glancing up his boss noticing his odd behavior"sir are you okay?"

"Will you just do it ..Now" he yelled impatiently at the top of his voice,sweat running down the right side of his forehead"call me when you find him" he stared up at his team"what y'all staring at, get to work", he slipped his hands in his pockets casually walking out letting his men get to work.

Motel La Casa

a few hours later

There was very little they could do, Dean was in jail and he wasnt getting out, not for a long time, Dean wouldnt allow it he wouldnt allow himself to escape.

Sam shook his head feeling sorry for himself again" I just keep getting the feeling like im destined to fail" he glanced up at Sisco"we will save him wont we, he's not going to turn into a-a demon?"

" I dont know"

" I was hoping you werent going to say that" Sam let out another heavy sigh feeling slighly awkward round him, he was tempted to leave but that would be giving up an he didnt want to end up like Dean. It made him so angry that, thats what Dean had resulted to, Oh I dont know what to do so im just going to lock myself up and let other people fix his problems, okay so he couldnt control it but to lock himself in jail that was suicide.What did Dean have a deathwish?

"Look we'll find something alright just give it time"

Sam was but to answer back when there was a knock on the door, Sam shot up from his chair with a confused expression on his face.Who the hell would be knocking on their door,for one thing Dean was in jail unless he had escaped which was out of the question, and well they didnt really know anyone else. He looked up at Sisco who had a suspious look on his face. He gave him a nod and slid up getting out of his bag his favourite and best pistol. He then moved up against the door slowly slipping his fingers round the door handle and held the gun in his other hand. He then opened the door quickly ready to fire.

"what the hell are you doing here,you get the hell away from me"

"hold your fire Sammy before somebody loses an eye,not why am here"

Victor Henrieckson raised both arms up pulling a cocky smile.He pulled a shrug"now now come on Sammy dont look at me like that"

Sam continued to glare he pulled a reminiscent smile"let me guess you heard about Dean so now you've come to rub it in my face well listen up you son of a bitch you have no idea why or what he's going through, i'd think long an hard before you say something bad about my brother, incase you actually do want to lose an eye"

"im sure theres plently I could say about Dean,something wise and sarcastic,you'd say something back we could be here all night" he moved with a slight swagger in his step,closing the front door with his right foot."but it wouldnt solve anything"

Sam kept the same look on his face keeping his distance, he raised up his pistol"what-the-hell-are-you-doing here?"

Victor smirked glancing up at both men,Sisco still silent"alright you got me, I surrender" he took a deep breath"truth is yes I heard about Dean,we had a nice little chat yadda yadda yadda but thats not all, I...he, I saw something and-"

"and-"

"and what I saw scared the shit outta me..what...who the.what the hell is going on Sam? They're actually real and your not crazy wacko with crazy fetishes?"

Sam slightly smirked"You saw Dean eh...scared the crap out of you eh, boy I wish I could've seen your face" he wasnt really a unny matter, Dean was in trouble but that didnt stop him from mocking Victor.

"Man I shit myself..those eyes...is it true, do they really exist?"he asked once more panicking inside,although it would probably pass.

Sisco decied to step in "what demons and shit...yea they real homey"he slapped the back of Henriecksons lower right shoulder a smirk on his face.He took pleasure in making fun of the way Henrieckson acted,he always did have this sterotypical image of afro caribbean people, if thats what you would call Henrieckson.What amused him the most though was the cold look he gave Sisco.

"Hey im just messing with you bro"

Herieckson shook his head pulling his im not going to let it get to me face,he smiled just to let everyone know he was hiding how he really felt "right..i'll take that as a yes then"

Sam sighed and nodded pushing his way off the bed heading over to take a seat on the small dining type table"yes they're real,not like you'll believe us anyway or care"

"Sam all grudges behind I believe you, I mean demons...thats just some messed up shit-"

Sam rolled his eyes lettting him continue, he looked up listening to what he was saying.

"but damn-"

Sam interuppted "LOOK what do you want"

"I just want to help-"

Sam again interuppted"how the hell can you help us, and who says we want your help,give me a reason why I should?"he folded his arms waiting patiently.

"Because you need all the help you can get bucko you want to save Dean dont you?"

"I dont trust you" he stated.

Henrieckson shrugged" I dont give a rats ass how you feel, think about it,you have a brother in jail for all the wrong reasons, I could get him out in a flash"

Sam agreed giving him a nod, he kept his arms crossed"yuhuh and what else, whats in it for you"

"go screw yourself thats what,I dont have to explain myself to you"

Sam gave an unamused look joining Sisco now who was washing up" right well if your going to be working with us Vicky your gonna have to learn to open up..think you can handle that?"

Victor stared at Sam seeing a different side to him now, he had no idea how he was going to open especially to Sam after their history, even as a child he found it difficult he wasnt the most confident of people.

The Bronx,NY

"Victor, get your ass down here NOW" the voice echoing round the room. The old cranky old man sitting on the sofa,getting impatient.He wacked his cane against the hard wooden floor "VICTOR"

A small skinny, slightly scrawny little boy made himself known inside slightly claustrophobic study in which the old man spent most nights in.The room wasnt hugely exciting a few bits of clutter filling up the dark mahogany cabinets and extracts from the financial times covering the desk behind his father,you could tell his father was a very important man "You answer me when I call you boy,get me my vitamins" he ordered.

"yess sir"he adressed him without hesisitation,living with Robert Henrieckson or Bert as his collegues called him, you had no choice it was do what he told you or face the consequences.Little Victor made his way through to the sitting room locating the bottle of vitamins up the top of the tv cabinet, he grabbe them coming across a picture of him and his mum, if only she was around, he let out a hard sigh having no time to reflect on his past hearing his fathers bellows coming frm the ther room " yeah im coming" he mad ehis way back int the study handing him the vitamins.

"now go to your room",avoiding eye contact with Victor.

And that was it, no smile, no i love you just go to room, he felt nor did he show any remorse for his son,was this an ongoing thing did his father not love him? He asked hismelf this question everyday.

Victor stared back up at Sam after his little flash back"alright...look I wanna help thats it,ive made mistakes its what makes us all human, I thought you and your brother were the bad guys but i was wrong and I wanna make that up to you"he took a deep breath"so let me help you save Dean"

Sam hesisitated a little staring down as he shuffled his feet along the carpet having to think about this before making a decision.

"I want to do my job..you know catching the bad guy...stopping the monsters"

Sam nodde looking up at Victor, that was it, that was the thing that convinced him "your in"

to be continued...