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"When you said backup," Sam said as he kept lookout nervously, "I wasn't really expecting... this." He looked back at Castiel, who had just finished dragging Sam's knife across his palm. He drained the blood into a small bowl as he chanted something in Enochian. Sam looked around again, hating the fact that Castiel had literally stopped in the middle of a street to perform the ritual.
"It's just a summoning ritual," Castiel said as he healed his hand. "I know that you've done worse, unexpected things."
Castiel hadn't meant anything by it, but it still felt like a low blow to Sam. "Whatever. Just hurry up so we can get Jo."
"I cannot hurry anymore. Now, we wait."
Sam scoffed. "How long are we supposed to wait?"
"Until I feel like gracing you with my presence," a voice said behind him. Sam whipped around.
"You called?"
The Demonic Duo had been gone for a few hours, giving Jo some respite but making her jumpy as well. She felt light-headed from losing blood, but she didn't want to let her guard down and sleep. The only thing she could think about was how much she hurt. Everywhere.
"You look like you're gettin' comfortable," the voice of the demon bitch rang out.
Jo turned her head slowly and groaned inwardly at seeing her captors return. The bitch came over and straddled Jo. She shifted uncomfortably at the new weight on her lap and longed for some Holy water.
"So, bad news is the stupid plan didn't work and your boyfriend ain't with you," she swung a small knife around near Jo's face. "Good news is that Bigfoot Winchester is back to the future, and probably won't appreciate the fact that you're missing. So, it's time to have some fun!" She grabbed Jo's chin and brought the knife close to her lips.
"Boyfriend's dead, Lost her head, Baby Sammy's filled with dread," the demon sang as she began to slice a little. "Out of tricks, won't need lips, can't stop the damn Apocalypse."
Jo began to squirm as tears fell down her face. she couldn't scream, only sit silently as she began to cut deeper into Jo's face. Jo closed her eyes. The demon kept going.
She noticed first the singing stopped, then the slicing. She opened her eyes to see the demon's eyes trained on the door. She looked over and heard something crash in the hallway outside. The demon got up off of Jo's lap and summoned Devon over. There was silence in the hallway. the door opened slowly, and for a moment, nothing happened.
Suddenly, someone was thrown into the room and hit the wall. Jo assumed it was a demon. The demon stood up and looked over at Devon before looking back at the door. Castiel burst in with Sam right behind him. He immediately started for the demon her threw into the room while Sam ran over to Jo and began to cut through the bindings. Soon she was free.
"You got the knife?" she asked Sam. He held it up as Devon jumped and tackled him. The knife clattered out of Sam's hands and hit the ground. Jo lunged for it. She was about to jump for Sam when she noticed the she-demon looking terrified and trying to escape through the chaos. She followed her and sliced her down the arm. She screamed as she turned to punch Jo in the face. Jo dodged it and tried to shove the knife into her heart, but the demon moved at last second and she lodged it in her arm. She pulled it out and came at Jo. She hit her hard and pinned her against the wall, and brought the knife to her throat.
"Goodnight," she said. Jo flinched.
All of a sudden, an orange glow began to come out of the demon, which changed into a bright blue light. The demon screamed, and then her body fell to the ground. Jo looked up from the body to see a man standing in front of her. They stared at each other.
"Well," He said, "Are we going to stand here and admire each other, or are we going to join the other two?" Jo nodded her head slowly. "Alright then. Shall we?" he waved her towards the room she had been trapped in.
They walked in to see the other demon dead and Devon tied up in the chair Jo had been in. Castiel was staring at him.
"Karma's a bitch," Jo said as she came to stand in front of him. "How you like it?" He glared at her.
"Jo, you're bleeding!" Sam said. Her hand automatically went to her lips where she felt the warm liquid dripping. Castiel walked over to her and touched her cheek. She instinctively flinched at his touch. "Let me help," Castiel said. He placed his hand back on her cheek, and she felt the throbbing pain go away.
"Can we get on with this?" The other guy asked.
Jo looked over at Devon. "Can I... uh... can I handle him?"
"I suppose-"
"Thanks."
She slapped him hard across the face. "That's for the first time." She backhanded him. "That's for the second time." She punched him in the nose. "That's just because I don't like you." she turned to Sam. "Holy water?" she asked. He tossed her a flask.
She threw some on the demon. "That's because you call yourself Devon," she chuckled. She then doused the demon knife in holy water. She shoved it into his stomach. "And that's for Sam and Dean." She pulled the knife out and wiped it off with his shirt. She turned to Castiel. "Thanks, Cas."
"Do not thank me. Sam was persistent in finding you. I only heard your prayer."
Jo walked over to Sam and handed him the knife. "Thanks, Sam." Sam said nothing, but wrapped her in a hug.
"Sam," she coughed. "I can't breathe."
"Oh, sorry."
He let go of her and she laughed.
"I'm sorry, if I would've known we would all be hugs and sunshine, I would've brought cupcakes," the man said. Jo turned to look at him. "Who are you, exactly?"
"Ahh, introductions. I'm only one of Heaven's greatest warriors, but you may call me Balthazar."