DRAG ME TO HELL

Sam dove into the water even though he had seen what had happened he was praying hard that Dean had pulled himself free somehow.

They kept diving but after futile minutes of searching found nothing.

Sam pulled himself onto the pier on his back breathing hard then he noticed Dev trying to pull himself out but was struggling. Sam reached over to help him out and Dev laid face down heaving heavily.

"What the fuck was he thinking?" Dev groaned.

"Saving his family." Sam answered his heart aching because the first time that Dean had gone to hell he had died, this time Dean was alive and he had no idea it that was good or bad. Maybe he was just kidding himself you couldn't be alive in hell, could you?

"It's all my fault." Dran said brokenly.

Sam sat up. "No Dran you thought you were doing the right thing, it's not your fault."

"I want my dad." Dran whimpered.

"We're going to get him hack one way or another." Sam insisted. "Tell him Dev."

Dev had grown completely quiet and still.

"Dev?" Sam murmured crawling closer to his brother's clone. Still getting no response Sam gently turned him over and gasped.

Dev had been more injured than he had let on when he had taken Maven's blast for Dran, a pool of blood spread from under Dev from a hole in his chest.

"Son of bitch" Sam hissed.

Reaper sat beside them whining.

"Dev come on I can't lose you too." Sam hissed.

Dran stepped up probably the closest he had ever been to Dev on his own accord and kneeled down beside him.

"Dad took some of my power and Sammy's, he had mom's too he'll be alright won't he Uncle Sam?"

"Your dad is tougher than anyone really knows." Sam answered.

Dran nodded then placed his hands on Dev and healed him as best he could with half power.

Dev blinked his eyes open tiredly and stared at Dran for a couple of seconds a tear slipping from his eye before lapsing back into unconsciousness.

Sam huffed tiredly his gut churning his mind trying to process what needed to be done and then he looked around him. "Where the hell is Bobby?"

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The TVs too loud, turn the heat down, we need a new mattress, slipped sluggishly through Dean's head until the smell of sulphur penetrated his senses and he sat up straight.

Screams and other god awful noises assaulted his ears and he gulped wide eyed realizing that he really was back in hell only this time he was alive. At least he felt alive.

He looked around for Maven but all he saw was black smoke and red hot lava like liquid all around him.

He had to find Maven and kill him once and for all and then somehow hope that he had enough juice to get back home.

Dean's heart ached that his son had had to be witness to his falling into the pit and he hoped that he was receiving the comfort that he needed.

His skin crawled at hearing the torture around him and the demons joy of what they were doing.

Dean felt the strange alluring tug in his gut and flinched. He wasn't going there ever again if he could help it but if he did torture someone it was going to be Maven.

"How are you here?" Dean heard behind him and he instantly went into alert as he spun around.

The demons standing there all gasped and actually took a step back.

Dean stood tall glaring at them with his solid white eyes a murderous smirk on his lips.

"You're still alive and how did you get….." The demon tried completely unnerved by Dean's eyes.

:"It's a talent." Dean rasped.

The demon laughed evilly. "This is going to be fun."

"It sure is." Dean growled lifting his hand the demons didn't even have a chance to move before Dean was reciting in Latin and absorbing their power. His eyes fluttered closed and the extraordinary feeling thrumming through him.

No wonder people and things got addicted to having such power and craving more.

He snapped his eyes open forcing himself to remember why he was there and let the demons fall dead.

Dean began to walk and stopped with a grin. "Beam me up Scotty." He mumbled and vanished.

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They found Bobby in the house surrounded by dead bodies. "None of you idjits realized that Maven didn't come alone." Motioning to the demons he had taken out.

"We had our minds occupied Bobby." Sam hissed.

"Where's Dean?" Bobby asked as he surveyed Dev being dropped on the sofa and Dran and Sammy crying.

Sam sighed heavily and told Bobby what Dean had done.

"That boy has done some stupid things but this…..dear God help him."

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Dev moaned and opened his eyes. "Dean."

"He's gone Dev." Sam murmured.

"What are we going to do we can't leave him there." Dev sat up slowly.

"We still have to tell Deana."

"Oh crap." Dev groaned.

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Deana took the news as expected and locked herself away with her kids in her bedroom.

Sam paced the floor trying to think of anything or anyone that could help them.

Bobby had gotten busy doing research.

Dev and Reaper stared at the lake as if doing that long enough would bring Dean back to them.

It was hard to believe that Dev had once intended to oust Dean and now all he wanted was for Dean to come back.

For them it had only been two days but time was so fucking different in hell.

"Why must you always be the hero Dean damn it." Dev grumbled to himself.

Reaper whined and growled.

"What do you mean?" Dev asked with brow furrowed.

Reaper barked and stared at the lake.

"I'm the only one that can save him but that would mean sacrificing myself." Dev sighed heavily. "

Reaper barked again.

"No Reaps I don't have a problem with going after Dean I have a problem with not coming back."

Reaper whined.

"You'll go with me; you do realize that you're supposed to be a familiar not my guard dog." Dev huffed.

Reaper barked.

"They're your family I know."

"So are you Dev." Deana said behind him.

He spun in surprise to face her.

"Dean will rip us all new ones if you go after him." She continued.

"Does it matter if I can bring him back?"

Deana lowered her eyes as tears filled them.

Dev stepped to her and pulled her into a hug. "I hope he realizes how blessed he is to have you."

"Dev don't." Deana murmured.

"It's true and I'm not hitting on you I'm just stating a fact although I wouldn't mind if you accidentally made another you like Dean did."

Deana smiled as she stepped back.

"Can you bring my dad back?" Dran asked coming out onto the porch.

Dev looked at Dran and then at the lake. "I can't promise anything but to try."

Dran nodded and walked up to Dev handing him his amulet. "This is what you wanted bring my dad back and you can keep it."

Dev stared at the amulet and then at Deana. "I don't want this." He whispered putting it back in Dran's hand. "It started off being about power it did I won't lie about that but it's not about that now, I see now how important family is and how Dean loves you all and he even gave me a chance. Dean doesn't deserve hell he deserves his family that he sacrifices everything for."

Dran stared at Dev and Dev gasped when Dran suddenly hugged him fiercely. His eyes stung and a huge lump filled his throat. He understood in that instant why Dean fought so hard to protect what he had and why Dean loved his family so intensely. If a mere hug could feel like this then Dean knew exactly what he was doing.

Dev lifted Dran into a bear hug letting the tears slip. "I'll get your daddy back or take my last breath trying." He promised.

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Dev stood staring at the lake again waiting for Sam and Bobby to get the finishing touches of the spell that would take him to hell to find Dean.

He fingered the amulet around his neck, Deana having insisted that he take it with him because to survive he needed powers too.

Once power was all that mattered to him and now it was just to hear Dean bitch at him one more time.

"Uncle Dev will you be ok?" Danni asked.

"Of course I will be." Dev smiled lifting her into his arms.

"Is my daddy dead?"

"No sweetie he's being a stubborn idiot that's all." Dev assured her.

She looked at him warily. "I miss him."

"Yeah baby girl so do I." Dev sighed.

Danni put her little hand on the amulet and Dev stumbled at the surge that hit him "Take my power Uncle Dev I don't want to be a witch it's too much work."

Dev looked at Deana who had been watching the entire scene and she nodded her acceptance and then stepped up to Dev giving him what little she had left.

Dev stood stunned as everyone else followed passing what power they could to him.

They trusted him they had accepted him and there was no way that he was going to let them down.

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Dean staggered back as the demon kicked him hard in the chest. How long had he been here already it was so hard to tell when you had to watch your back the whole time.

There weren't many souls in hell that considered Dean a friend so he had a lot of enemies to contend with, taking what power he could without forgetting what and who he was.

He didn't come to hell to get drunk on power; he needed to get rid of Maven who thus far had stayed one step ahead of him.

Right now he was trying to fight without absorbing more power, afraid that he would lose himself completely to it but he didn't need to die either.

He grabbed the demon taking its power in and letting it fall dead. He looked around and spotted another demon watching him warily.

"Where is Maven?" Dean asked flinching at the hard coldness of his own voice.

"Why should I tell you anything?" The demon asked.

Dean cracked his neck. "I'm sure you know who I am."

He got no response.

"So you know that I was well trained during my last stint in this place"

"Am I supposed to be intimidated?"

Dean smirked. "Intimidation shows a hint of mercy and mercy and I are like oil and water." He stepped closer the demon trying to make a run for it but Dean had it seized.

"I can count the screams I'm going to get from you in your eyes." Dean hissed.

Seconds later the demons screams reverberated all around.

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Maven had tired shamelessly to get more demons to do his bidding but few even listened once the Winchester name came into play.

He was getting frustrated and knew it was him or Dean and Dean wasn't powerless and even though Maven knew he had the most power he still feared Dean because he was a killing machine when it came to his family with no regrets or worry about himself.

And Maven had tried to hurt his family so there was nothing he could do but kill Dean and he needed to do it soon before the others still above found a way to help him.

"I wasn't really in the mood for hide and seek Maven." Dean's voice cut into his thoughts.

"What are you in the mood for then Winchester hopefully it's dying because that's what's planned for you." Maven sneered.

Dean laughed. "Well I hope you have a plan b because that plan needs some serious rethinking."

Dean and Maven stood toe to toe the air sizzling with power and bright light flared around them and they attacked.

TBC

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