Chapter 3: Waiting

Of course Dean couldn't have a normal life forever. In the end he discovered that his brother was alive and his Grandfather was too.

He was happy, of course that his brother was free from the cage, but pissed off once he found out Sam had been alive for most of the time Dean thought him dead.

It had also been a huge shock for Sam to find out that Adam was still alive and he too was free from Lucifer's cage.

And life went on as normal, until the Winchester's started to work for Crowley.

Lily had had the worst year of her life and she knew it was nowhere near the end... And never would be either.

Crowley had treated her like a slave. He had slapped her, kicked her, threatened her and abused her beyond words.

But she wasn't in a cell, instead he had put her in a large blood red themed room with a king sized four-poster bed.

She spent most of her time sitting on the window bed. She sighed to her self, thinking up another way to escape Crowley.

She'd already tried climbing out of the window. That ended badly, earning her bared windows and a torturing session with her 'master'.

Lily sighed as she looked passed the glass and the iron bars to stare at the glimmering stars, just hoping that Adam was okay.

That's all she could do until Crowley came back from whatever he did all day.

It was late, almost ten o'clock at night. He'd be there soon.

She looked down to the street in time to see a two men drive up in an Impala to where a couple of demons were waiting in front of a black SUV.

They were bringing a prisoner for Crowley. "You're late." A voice snapped, Lily recognized the voice as one of Crowley's demons.

She opened the window to try and hear them better. "Traffic was a bitch." Said the smaller one of the men.

Lily was sure she had seen him somewhere before, but it wasn't exactly day time and she wasn't close enough to tell. "One rugaru." the tallest one said, handing the prisoner over to the demons.

"Where's Crowley?" The other one demanded.

Lily looked over shoulder, into the room, just in case Crowley was watching her. But to her relief he was no where to be seen.

The demon replied. "Banging a hooker in a sweet spot called: none of your business."

"Oh, look at that, Sam. Demon trying to be funny."

Lily gasped. "Sam?" She breathed.

"Night, girls." The demon said, about to walk away.

"Wait, wait. Hold up, hold up. Are we ever gonna see Crowley again or is he just gonna keep sending his demon extras to pick up his laundry?"

The demon turned around. "I'm sorry. I know you're speaking, I see your lips moving, but I cant understand what you're saying cause I don't speak little bitch."

The demons got in to their van and drove off. "Remember when we used to gank demons?"

They were about to leave but Lily saw this as her chance. "Wait!" She yelled, but they couldn't hear her. She started hitting the window. "Sam! WAIT!" But it was too late. They'd already gotten in the car.

"Well that was dramatic." Crowley stated from behind her.

Her heart sank. She didn't turn around. "C-Crowley."

She heard him move closer, but she still didn't move.

He was at least a foot away by now. "Tell me, darling, you weren't calling for help, now were you?"

She opened her mouth then closed it again. What could she reply to that? He already knew the answer.

"I-I was just..."

He put a hand on her shoulder and forced her to turn around. "You were just trying to get their attention. Weren't you?"

"mm-mm." She squeaked.

Crowley smiled cruelly. "I hope you haven't forgotten our deal, Lily. It would be a shame if Adam happened to 'pop' right back into Lucifer's cage, now wouldn't it?"

"You wouldn't." She gasped, eyes wide and full of fear.

Her 'master' blinked. "Oh, I would." Lily watched as he pulled something out of his pocket.

It was the locket, the glowing locket that held her soul. "I might even put this in there, too. I'm sure Lucifer would love a new toy to play with."

She closed her eyes momentarily. "No..."

"I own your soul, sweetheart, I will do with it as I please." He said calmly.

She sighed. "I-I know-I-"

"If I ever catch you trying to talk to those denim-wrapped nightmares again, I'll give your soul to Satan. Understand, princess?" He stated sternly.

Her eyes were shining with fresh tears, she closed her eyes and bowed her head. "Good."

Sam and Dean returned to their current base, a run-down house they'd been squatting in.

Dean had an annoyed expression on his face. "No man, screw it, I'm done." He stated angrily.

Sam sighed. "Calm down." Dean ignored him.

"We've been going on these freaking Crowley runs and it's not getting us anywhere." He continued.

"Dean-"

"I mean, the only thing that's really changed, is now I need a daily rape shower." Dean complained.

Sam nodded. "OK, you're right. Let's go with Plan B. Oh yeah, we don't have one. So 'till we do, sorry dude, stock up on soap-on-a-rope. Dean, if you wanna get my soul back, that's what we gotta do, OK?"

Dean sighed. "Yeah… You even want it back?"

Sam answered straight away. "I'm working for Crowley, aren't I?"

Dean goes to pour himself a drink, turning his back on Sam. "Yeah, well, who says he's gonna hold up his end, you know? It is Crowley. You ever think of that? Right?"

He turned back around to find Sam had gone out of sight. "So, I guess the moment's over, is that what you're saying? Sam!?"

When he didn't get an answer, Dean took out his gun and started to look for his brother, only to find him lying unconscious in the next room. Before he could react, someone came up behind him and knocked him out cold.

Crowley smirked as he watched Lily turn around and stare longingly out of the window. "You can look out there as long as you want, they wont be back for at least a week." He sneered.

He was sat at the small circular, wooden table in which Lily used as a dining table. "I don't care." She told him sincerely.

"Oh." Crowley understood. "You're not waiting for them... You're waiting for Adam." It wasn't a question.

She faced him. "So what if I am? It's not like he'll find me here."

The demon chuckled. "Exactly. So why are you waiting for him?"

She didn't reply, instead, she faced the window once again. 'Because I love him...' She thought to herself.