Season 3.

True Hell

There's only one place for people who make deals with demons.

It doesn't even matter if your soul is not in the bargain, it turns out. Heaven won't take you, no matter how noble your intentions were. They never taught that in Hunters 101.

Mary Winchester walks into Hell with all the sins of being a Campbell.

She's there for years and decades and eons before she sees true Hell. She fights the pull, she trashes and she doesn't let her eyes turn black. She'll not become the very thing that cursed her family.

John walks in to Hell.

Mary didn't think she'd be capable of feeling again. She is. She tears her hair out.

John. Johnny. Pure, kind, loving John Winchester walks into Hell and it's her fault. It's all her fault. He was perfect and she tainted him. She was stupid and irresponsible, and she might as well have dragged him into Hell herself. She has dragged him into Hell herself. She did this. Her father warned her.

Alaistair saves a front row seat for Mary at John's rack. He can't see her. Alaistair won't let him, he thinks John'll strenghen by seeing her. And again: the point of this torture is not him. It's a torture for her.

But she still hasn't seen true Hell.

John escapes. John escapes.

John escapes.

Mary has no idea how or where or why. Or what happens now. What happens to souls fugitives from Hell, rejected by Heaven, not turned into ghosts? They never taught that at Hunters 101 either.

She breathes easily for a moment, a few decades, barely nothing in Hell-time and then.. then…

Then her baby walks in.

Her baby. Her Dean. Her angel, her little angel, walks into Hell and he's screaming.

Terrified.

Mary wishes she could die again.

Dean screams and screams and screams. Nonstop for years.

Hell has a tendency to revert people to childhood. They scream for mommy and daddy and cry. Dean only screams for his brother.

He screams for Sam, Sam, Sammy, Sammy, please, help, Sam, Sam, come back, Sam.

Mary gets a front row seat at Alaistair's rack again. She thought she could get used to pain. She can't. Every single one of Dean's screams cut at her heart, the one she shouldn't have anymore. For ten years straight, he screams for Sam. Then, for another ten, he trashes and curses. The third decade is the worst. Dean whimpers and cries and sobs. He sobs his brother's name and cries. The fourth, he's silent.

And then he says yes.

Dean says yes to Alaistair and this, this is Hell. This is true Hell.

Dean, her baby, her baby, her angel, her little angel, becomes Alaistair's star pupil. A torturer. Alaistair coos in his ear, eyes locked to Mary's and Dean can't see her. She never let her eyes turn black and her baby is falling, falling so fast to the dark. The darkness in his eyes is terrifying.

Mary wonders how long until he's so far gone that Alistair can put her in the rack and he won't notice.

Then she looks up... and there's light.