Keeping Hounds at Bay

Ben stood behind his two guardians while they discussed how best to convince this man they could help. He was nervous, Ben hadn't had the pleasure of confronting a hellhound yet and he oddly wasn't looking forward to it. "Alright," Ashley sighed, breaking into Ben's daydream "Ben you stay with Sam here, I'll go get the demon after we explain everything to this wacko."

"Sure" Ben acknowledged as he took a step up. "After you."

Sam pounded on the door and pleaded with the hallucinating neurosurgeon to let him in to help. "We aren't here to hurt you, we know what you did and we can keep them out for a while longer."

"We aren't here to hurt you, we know what you did and we can help! The dogs are coming and we can keep them out for a while longer."

The man opened the door just a crack to peer out at the source of reasoning. He was completely mortified and his eyes were about to pop out of his head. "W-who are you?" he stuttered as he looked around at the three faces staring back at him.

"My name is Sam, this is my sister Ashley and nephew Ben" he introduced everyone. "We are hunters, please let us help you."

"Alright" the man said opening the door to allow the giant to pass through, followed by the two smaller adults. "What can I do?"

"Nothing" Sam answered as he set out lining the windows with gofer dust. "Just stay right here" Ben ordered as he began to make a circle with the same stuff.

"I-in a ring of dirt?!" the surgeon screeched.

"Yes, stay in the circle, no matter what" Ben instructed as he also stepped in.

"This is ridiculous!" he shouted as he began to pace.

"Look, Jeff" Ashley spoke up "it's a circle of dirt! You got yourself in this mess and yet I'm cleaning it up."

Both Sam and Ben looked over at Ashley, confused as to why she suddenly lost her cool, which was more like Dean than her. She must have caught their worry, because she bowed her head before going back out the front door to summon the crossroad demon.

Ashley

I couldn't help but feel nervous about putting my picture in the box, but I had to stop the demon making deals in this city. It must have been a busy night though, because I had enough time to relax against the hood of my car and finish off a beer before I head the sensual voice of a salesman behind me.

"A Winchester, if I knew I would have come right over."

"Don't want you losing any customers" I purred as I jumped off the hood of my car. The man was possessing seemed to be about my age, but definitely in shape more than I was. There were bulges under his tight shirt that I wish I could run my hands over.

"What can I do for the lovely Ashley Winchester? Perhaps cure Dean? Or bring a Papa back to life?"

I struggled with how close he was to me, how much I wanted to kiss him right now- but he's demon just riding around in this poor masterpiece. "No," I finally managed out around my tied tongue "What I want instead is to know how many hunks like you are giving people their dreams?"

He seemed almost ready to spout the answer, when his mental brain gave the order to shut his trap. Guess he remembered I am a Winchester.

"Ah, you're good, but I can't do that" he smiled as he took a step closer to me.

"Fair enough, how about you let Dr. Brain out of his deal?" I challenged. "He's willing to drop the scalpel for good."

The demon continued to work me over, head to toe while I assume he thought about what I offered. Each time his eyes passed over my waist, I had to resist the overwhelming urge to reach for my angel blade. "Tell you what" he chuckled "I'll make a deal with you, Ash."

"Only my family can call me that" she barked. "Now, the details?" she asked, back in a friendly tone.

"Dr. Brain is out of his deal, as well as any contracts I hold and they lose all benefits. But, you leave here without killing, trapping, or sending me back to Hell."

He honestly looked frightened for his life at that moment and I couldn't help but milk the situation, since it was clearly in my favor. I reached for the blade and held it an angle against his throat. "A list of demons doing deals and I'm going my own way, so are you."

Sam

Jeff said the howling was getting louder when my phone began to ring. "Got it?" I asked Ben as I pocketed my gun and reached for my phone.

"Yup" he answered as he pointed his weapon on the door.

"Yeah, Ash."

I got a list and released a few people from their contracts. I also got a list of other dealers.

"So, Jeff?" I asked as I turned back to look at him.

Good, but no longer a doctor. I'll come pick you up in a few, have to clean myself up.

"Alright, good" I said stepping out of the circle. "Clean up what, exactly?"

Blood and shame of breaking a deal she answered before hanging up.

Once Sam and Ashley were both asleep on the bed closest to the door, Ben grabbed his phone and went into the bathroom. The phone was ringing before Ben even realized he had dialed the phone number.

Yeah, Ben! The hell? Dean's voice yelled through the phone. Don't you ever do that again!

"Sorry, but-"

I know, I'm sorry. Look, I'm here, I'm me, what's up?

"Why'd you leave Baby? Where are you?"

I left her so you could get home. I got her, she's in Florida.

"You're going to come home, right?" Ben asked, trying to hold back tears. Before Ben could hear the answer, he heard Ashley calling out his name. He didn't want to go, but he knew he had to go before Ashley found him talking to Dean again. "Gotta go, call later" he hurried before hanging up.

"Sorry kid" Dean said to himself once the phone call was ended. "Don't think so."

Ben tagged along with Sam to go to one crossroad while Ashley went on her own to the same one where she met that cutie and sliced his throat with an angel blade. She tossed in new materials and waited for the next demons to show up.

"Winchester" a female spoke up next to Ashley.

"It's Ashley, actually" she smiled. "I want Bobby back."

"I don't feel like dealing out contracts to your or anyone else close to you" she sneered.

"I figured" she shrugged as she sent the blade deep into her chest. "Next!"

Sam paced while the crossroad demon he and Ben summoned considered the deal.

"So, you want John? I'll give you five years" the young demon suggested.

Sam stopped pacing and gave Ben the signal to stop the demon with the demon blade. "Really, only five years?" Ben asked.

"Dean got 1, she liked me" Sam chuckled as he dug up the box and replaced the objects in the box.

AN: I want to know what you think, please tell me! Hope this story is entertaining you as much as it is me! Thank you all for continuing to read my story! Deeply appreciated! ~Ash