This is War
Bonnie Bennett
I find myself standing on Wickery Bridge. It's raining and I'm staring down into the water. It's cold out but it doesn't seem to bother me. I try look at my hands and notice I'm wearing a jacket that doesn't belong to me. It's thick and warm and the arms go down well past my fingertips. A hand lies on my shoulder and I lean into the owner. I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes. For a second I feel nothing but peace. I turn to see the face of this man and I'm met with green eyes lined with blue. He's smiling down at me and I'm smiling right back. I close my eyes again and he wraps his arms tightly around me. For a minute I just rest…
When I open my eyes I notice two things: one is that I'm tied tightly to a chair in an unknown room, and the second is a throbbing pain in the back of my head. What just happened? I whisper a quick incantation to get rid of the pain and take a second to look around me. Sam and Dean are on both sides also tied to chairs and there are men I've never seen before in the corner of the room standing like they're keeping guard.
I see Sam and Dean stirring from the corner of my eyes and instinctively I turn towards Sam.
"What now?" I hear Dean say.
I look to Sam for his answer and with a look of resignation on his face he says "I think I know who you can ask." My eyes follow his and I see a woman come into view. She's about average height with pale skin and dark brown hair. She's no one I've ever met but she seems so familiar to someone I've seen in the images I've seen in the Winchesters' minds and it's now that I realize I've been pulled into a trap probably solely meant for them.
"Evil bitch," Dean says harshly when he sees her.
"Keep sweet talking, this could go a whole new direction" she says and puts her hand on his shoulder. He pulls away slightly from the touch.
"Meg, I've been dying to see you again" Dean says with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Well here I am big boy. So what should we do now?"
"How 'bout I rip you to shreds."
"Kinky, I like," she says. "But a little Q&A first if you don't mind. Now where's your boss?"
"You think we work for somebody?" Sam asks with a scoff.
"I happen to know for a fact you've been juggling Crowley's orphans" she says to him and turns back to Dean. "Now where is he?"
"Don't know. Don't care." Sam says to her back.
"But you've been working his beat for months," she says and turns to him in frustration.
"Doesn't mean we get face time" he replies.
A look of fear passes through her face and I can tell Sam sees it. It's not just in her either, but the men guarding the room too. They're afraid of something. She tries to hide it with a smile and moves towards Dean, but the look is still in her eyes. Sam and I share a look as she goes closer to Dean and straddles his lap. I wonder why she's staying away from Sam.
"Where does he take all those things you snatch up for him? I bet you that's where His Majesty is hauled up" she says with her face inches from Dean's. He makes no move to speak and just raises his eyebrows at her in a challenge. "Ok."
She gets off Dean's lap and walks over to me (for a while there I thought she didn't realize I was here). She pulls a blade out and plays with it against my neck.
"I see you boys found yourself another little toy. She's a pretty thing. Different than the blonde but still cute" she says and pets my face. She comes behind me with the knife and lightly digs it into my neck. "Now I'm over the foreplay, so satisfy me or I'll please myself."
I'm close to pinning her against the wall and setting her ass on fire when I notice the look Sam is giving me. It's like he knows what I am thinking but for right now he needs me to just sit quietly. He starts laughing and even with a knife on my neck I can't help but shake my head a little.
"Something funny, Sam?" Dean asks angrily.
"Yeah, Meg" he says.
"Really, because from where I'm sitting Bonnie might need—"
"Don't worry, she can't do jack squat. She's totally screwed" Sam says cutting him off. He looks me in the eyes and we share another look that says we know the situation is fine. He continues. "Look at her, Dean. She's furious. If she could kill her, she would've done it by now. She's running."
"Am I?" Meg asks and goes towards the center again.
"Judging by the level of flop sweat on all of you, yeah" he says. "Which means you're running from Crowley. Which makes sense, Crowley would want to hunt down all the Lucifer loyalists now that he's Big Man on campus."
"How would you know that?" she says with suspicion.
"It's what I'd do."
Meg says nothing and keeps looking on at Sam. She doesn't seem too comfortable with him.
"She can't kill any of us. She needs us to get her to Crowley so she can stick that knife into his neck. It's him or her."
"Well, I hope you both lose" Dean says with a smirk. "But good luck."
"So you know what you got to do now, right?" Sam says to Meg, ignoring Dean.
"Let me guess—you're gonna tell me."
"Work with us."
"Whoa, what?" Dean yells in confusion. He looks at Sam like he's gone crazy but Sam just keeps talking.
"We'll hand you Crowley, with a bow, on one condition: we go with you and you help us ring a little something out of him before you hack him to bits."
"What?"
"Doesn't matter. The question is can you get us what we need?"
"I apprenticed under Alastair in Hell just like your brother. So Dean, can I make Crowley do whatever I want?" she asks him with a smile.
Dean's eyes look dead as they look back up at her. It's like he's reliving all the things he's done and he looks slightly broken.
"Yeah, she can." He says after a moment.
"It's a deal then. Hugs, puppies all around." Meg declares.
"You gonna untie us?" Dean says with that dead look still in his eyes.
"Please, don't pretend like you don't enjoy it" she says on her way out. In the span of the five minutes I've met this girl, she's already become number one on the most annoying things I've met. As she and her posse go to leave one lingers behind staring at Dean. He stares back at him for a while and you can see him come back to reality.
"You gonna kiss me?" he asks and continues to stare him down. He doesn't back down until Meg calls the goon to leave.
We all sit and just stare at each other for a little. As soon as I can no longer feel their presence I stand up and let the ropes fall to the ground. I lift my hands to them both and theirs do the same.
"What the hell, Bonnie. You couldn't have just untied us to begin with?" Dean questions.
I just shrug my shoulders and give him an apologetic look.
"It wasn't exactly my show to interrupt" I say in response. "Now what's going on here?" I ask and turn to Sam.
"Yeah, what are you doing?" Dean demands.
"I'm making a deal to get my soul back sooner. Don't you want that?" he says to Dean. I step back when I realize this is another thing meant for just them.
"You want to work with a demon again?"
"We're working with demons now. I'm doing this because I want to stop."
"She killed Ellen and Jo!"
"I know, but you can't look at this emotionally, Dean, we need her."
"The hell we do. That little bitch if gonna screw us over so fast."
"Of course. Which is why we'll screw her first" Sam says. "Meg and her little posse are dead the second we're done with them."
"If they don't kill us."
"They won't, because we're bringing insurance."
I clear my throat a little to make my presence known again. "Where exactly does that leave me?"
"You can go home," Sam replies.
"Excuse me?"
"Look at it this way—if Dean and I go get Crowley, we're done. We don't have to worry about getting into Purgatory. You can go protect your town" Sam says to me. It stings a little. It shouldn't. The only reason we're associated with each other right now is because of the spell they need and I'm the one that welcomed it that way. Still, it sucks to just be the witch and something in me wants to prove I'm more.
"That bitch and her little friends just knocked me out, tied me up, and threatened to kill me to get answers from you two and yet you think I'm just gonna run home and forget the whole thing?" I look at them both like they're crazy. "You're trying to run head first into a fight with a bunch of demons you can't even trust. I'm not just gonna run away because you're not looking for the Other Side anymore. I'm here now, wherever 'here' is, and I'm a part of this. So congratulations, you'll actually get to see me use my powers on something other than you" I say to him with determination in my voice. Years of practice with Damon have taught me how to win in an argument with men. They both just look at each other and make faces but neither bothers to fight what I've said.
"Alright then, well I guess you're gonna need caught up. I'm gonna go get Cas" Sam says and leaves the room.
It takes less than five minutes for him to come back into the room with a man a bit shorter than him following in a long tan trench coat.
We go through standard introductions and then get straight to work. I'm a little astounded at first. Meeting an angel is not something that happens every day. Yes, I've met all kinds of supernatural beings, but an angel that's a whole new breed.
Castiel tries to do a ritual to summon Crowley but it fails revealing that Crowley is hidden to him.
"Do you have a map?" I ask.
"Yeah, why?" Dean follows my question with another.
"I think I can find him" I say and they all look at me with doubt. "I can try just a simple location spell because it's unlikely that Crowley would know to hide himself from a witch."
They all look to one another to consider it and then Sam walks away.
"Here's a map," Sam says. "Do your thing."
I grab the pendant from around my neck and begin chanting as I circle it around the map. I can feel all eyes on me but I continue on. This is what I do.
It stops somewhere remote in Missouri.
"He's here."
"Alright, let's gear up and rally the troops" Dean says quickly.
It is crazy how quickly the demons are back but I guess it's that demon teleportation thing Dean was talking about.
"Remember me?" Megs says to Castiel. "I sure remember you, Clarence." There's tension that builds between them and the only way I can describe it is weird.
"Why are we working with these abominations?" he asks.
"Oh keep talking dirty, it makes my meat suit all dewy."
"All right, simmer down" Dean says. "We know Crowley's location."
"Great, do tell" Meg replies.
"Right, so you can leave us for dead? No, we'll show you." Sam declares. "We're all going together."
"What I'm just supposed to trust you?"
"No, you're not that stupid" he says then looks to me. Meg catches it and again for the first time notices I'm there.
"How sweet, your little pet wants to play" Meg says looking at me. "Are you sure she can keep up though?"
I'm already annoyed with this girl and I think I controlled myself enough when I was tied up earlier so at this little remark I decide it's time to show what I am and what I can do. I raise my hand to lift her up and close my fist to shut her throat. While she's in the air choking, I hold her boys back with a wall created using my other hand.
"I'm no one's pet, demon and as you can see I'm more than capable of holding my own. So I suggest you keep your mouth shut when it comes to me and worry about yourself" I say and let her drop to the ground.
Sam and Dean share a look and then turn to me like they're impressed. It feels good.
"Give me the blade for a minute" Sam says to Meg when she gets to her feet again.
"No. I'm not that stupid" she says and eyes me.
"Do you want us to take you to Crowley or not?"
She shoots daggers at him with her eyes but hands the blade over. She looks shocked as Sam digs the blade into one of her men.
"You saw him. He was more concerned with killing us then getting the job done. I just did us all a favor" Sam says and he begins to walk off.
"Hey, you just gonna take that?" Meg calls out to him.
"You took this from us. I'm taking it back" he says. We leave in one hour."
"See you all in a bit" I say and turn to follow Sam in.
A little over an hour later, we're standing outside of the base of Crowley's operations and ready to head in. This is all happening way too easily.
There's nothing but death and pain coming from this building. As we walk through the halls we pass countless bloodied and injured monsters. One woman cries out to us to get her out but we're on a mission and we pass through.
"Wait," Castiel tells us all.
"What is it?" Dean asks.
We're all silent for a second and then we hear something. There's barking approaching from behind us. I can see a stampede of large black dogs with haunting red eyes from the distance.
"Dammit, here come the guards."
"Hellhounds" Dean says and the name does nothing but solidify the fear in me even more and I run away as quickly as I can.
There are doors ahead of us and we slam them shut and anchor them as Sam lines the floor with salt. I can see two of Meg's men are taken down by the hounds but I feel no remorse for them. Their blood splatters the walls and the window on the door.
"I knew this was a trap." Dean shouts and glares down at Meg.
"You want a cupcake?" she says and rolls her eyes at him.
"Alright, that should keep them out," Sam states hastily.
"Not for long. How many of them are there?" Dean asks still looking at Meg.
"Lots," we say together. Meg and I look at each other for a moment and she eyes me up and down.
"Wait, Bonnie, you can see them?"
"Obviously," I say to them. "Can't you?"
They look at each other and then me again and say nothing. From the looks on their faces right now, I'm gonna say no.
"Well I'll be pulling for you guys, from Cleveland" Meg says.
"What!?" Dean shouts at her.
"I didn't know this was gonna happen. Bright side—them chewing up my meatsuit ought to buy you a few seconds" she says smirking at Dean. "Seacrest out." She opens her mouth to leave I guess but nothing happens.
"It's a spell, I think, from Crowley. Within these walls you're locked inside of your body" Castiel says when she puts her head back down.
"Karmas a bitch, bitch." Dean says to Meg.
Sam fishes in his pockets and pulls out the blade he took from Meg earlier.
"What are you gonna do, you gonna slash the thin air until you hit something?" Deans asks him.
Sam ignores him and turns to me. "You can see them. Take this, hold them off. It's our best shot." I look up at him and I can see the plea in his eyes.
"Give it to her" I say to him and I turn to Meg. "I'm gonna need your help."
"Take the blade and go. You kill that smarmy dick and we'll hold off the dogs" she says. She grabs Castiel and kisses him, much to the astonishment of all of us. But I notice that she reaches into his coat and pulls out a blade from his pocket.
"Okay, gotta go" she says holding the blade up high and eyeing me.
"Whoa, is that gonna work on a hellhound?" Dean asks.
"Well we're about to find out" she says. "Run!"
Sam and Dean look at me for a second and I nod at them as they run off. It's ok. This is gonna be fine.
"You know kid, I don't know who you are but I've got to say, you've got balls" Meg says when we're alone. The line of salt on the ground is being disrupted and we can tell the hounds are seconds from coming in.
"I guess we'll see what good that does us" I say back and give her a subtle smile.
Then the dogs come running in and the war is on.
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