A week had passed and Dean was now filthy. His body was covered in his own urine, not to mention the numerous cuts and bruises. When Dean mentioned he had to shit then Crowley would bring in a chamber pot, a chamber pot for Pete's sake! The torture was even worse than he could have imagined. The cutting of his skin wasn't the worst part, it was when Crowley would then stick his finger under Dean's skin and play around as if it was a child's game. This was definitely not a child's game. It was an evil man's game and so far he was winning.
All Dean could think about was winning this sick game and going home. Crowley knew exactly what Dean was thinking about. He knew what Dean wanted. Dean wanted the torture to stop.
" Alright Dean. How about we make a deal" Crowley whispered into Dean's ear and moving his head back a bit, lifting his eyebrow seductively.
Crowley was standing in front of the bed with the usual knife in his hand. Dean started to laugh uncontrollably.
"What could I possibly offer you that you can't take?" he spat at his captor.
"Easy there sailor. You have something I want desperately. You have will power. I want to break it. "
"Haven't you already done that smartass?"
"If I had would you still be speaking to me like that shitface" was Crowley's response.
"Well if I haven't broken, how do you intend on breaking me"
"Ahh finally the million dollar question" Crowley smiled eagerly.
A few minutes passed in silence before Dean broke it."Well !?" he shouted.
Crowley began to laugh, there were many ways to torture a man without touching them. "I have a proposition for you. It might interest you or it might not. Eventually I'm sure you'll take the deal" He took a pause when they heard the screaming coming from the other rooms. That kind of thing happened frequently. "I'm sure you've noticed, the screaming. I'm sure you understand better now why they call me the King of hell. This is my torture mansion, also known as hell." he said, this time taking a pause for the effect. "Now tell me- How far are you willing to go for your own pain to stop? Are you will to be the one inflicting the pain young boy?" He asked grinning with an evil glow in his eyes that almost shone red.
As soon as Dean heard those words leave the man's mouth, He immediately felt like he needed to vomit. Of course, he had nothing in his stomach to vomit. He was given just a small amount of water daily and he wasn't getting any food at all. However much he was going through, he wasn't willing to be the one inflicting it on others. "If you think I could ever consider that deal then you're not as smart as I thought you were" was all Dean could let out of his mouth instead of food that should have been digesting in his stomach.
"Well. I guess that's it for today. Enjoy the music sweet boy" Crowley sang as he left the room.
What Dean wasn't expecting was that the door didn't close immediately after the British man left, a woman came in as he left. When she got closer he recognized her. "Fuck you" he said when she was closer to the bed.
"Why are you here Ruby?" he spat at her.
"Well, I'm here to be your nurse" she said with a smile as if she were completely innocent.
"No seriously what do you want?" he looked at her with pissed eyes.
"Seriously Dean Winchester. My uncle wants me to clean you up and disinfect your wounds" she said, holding up the first aid kit and sewing box she had in her hand to prove it.
"Why the fuck would he want that ?" he felt a chill run through him as he considered all the options.
"He wants you to live long enough to accept that deal of his. He sees the strength in your eyes and he wants to break it. He wants to see you defeated" she said as she sat down next to him putting the kit and box down on the bed. She pulled out some cotton wool and poured alcohol onto his his wounds. He winced in pain. "I ended things with Sam. I hope it was worth it." she told him as she started cleaning one of his larger wounds. "This one is going to need stitches" she said with a smile. It felt good that she could deal a bit of pain to the person who ended her fun, but also help the brother of her ex lover at the same time.
After her job was done she walked towards the door and only then did Dean say " It will always be worth it". She huffed and slammed the door shut.
Meanwhile John and Sam were going crazy trying to find Dean. The police by now were involved but they said it wasn't going to be easy to find Dean since it was probably Crowley who took him. As soon as they realized that Dean was missing Sam knew it was his fault. When they went to the police 24 hours had already passed since anyone saw him, now it was a week. The police weren't getting anywhere and it was driving them crazy. "Dad let's get private investigators who aren't afraid of Crowley" Sam asked his father.
They were short on money, but this was important, Sam couldn't live with himself if this was the way they lost Dean. "Alright Sam, I'll get an investigator but only if you promise me something" John answered. Right at the beginning of the investigation Sam had come clean, he knew he had to, so that they had all the information. " Anything Dad" he answered him. "You check yourself into rehab today. I will keep you updated but I need to know you're dealing with your problem properly" he said with a stern look.
Sam took a deep breath. "I haven't had any drugs for a week dad, I'm fine really"
"The only reason you haven't had any drugs is because no one has been willing to supply you with drugs ! And don't think I haven't noticed you coming home drunk ! You've just replaced one addiction with another. Sam this isn't healthy and I won't ignore it anymore." he frowned at his son.
Sam sighed. "Fine. I'll go to rehab." he accepted it. It was true, he did start drinking when he felt like getting high. It wasn't the same, but it was something. He knew he would have to stop eventually. " We don't have any money though, how are you going to afford an investigator and rehab?" he asked.
"You'll go to the hospital and tell them what has been going on. They can't refuse you help when you admit you need it. I have health insurance from my work and once the hospital says it's necessary, they'll pay for it." John said, hoping it would work.
"Okay dad. " Sam said reluctantly.
John didn't want to waste any time so he had Sam pack up some things and he drove the boy to the hospital immediately.
The hospital obviously took him in. The doctors said that he'll be hospitalized until the detox is over. They'll take him to a rehab facility for children after that. The rehab facility is usually used for kids who've gone through traumas or accidents, that's why he could only go there after the detox.
After he said goodbye to Sam, John went to a diner for lunch. It had been a long morning. First the police station for an update then the Hospital, what a morning indeed. His lunch wasn't much comfort. It was a simple hamburger with chips. Dean's favorite. John was a strong man, but at that very moment he let out one stray tear.
He hadn't been a very good father to the boys. He was absent a lot because of work. He sometimes would leave them for days on end, leaving Dean to take care of Sam when they were young. John used to be a cop but when he lost his wife and the police knew who it was, a pyromaniac named Azazel, they just couldn't find him, he started hunting. It became his job when he needed money. It felt satisfying being a bounty hunter. Maybe he couldn't bring his wife's killer to justice, but at least he was bringing other criminals to justice. Last year however he decided to get a more stable job. The U.S Marshals offered him a job. He took it, it offered his family a bit more stability money wise. They were still in a lot of debt but it was a start. It also offered health insurance and dental.
John went to many private investigators but none of them had the courage to investigate Crowley, they told him to leave that to the police. For two days he searched in all his spare time. The last investigator he went to however was different. Jimmy Novak was the name of the investigator. He said that Crowley was the reason his wife had died, didn't explain much on that, and said that getting Crowley in prison was the reason he became a private investigator and that he wouldn't even take money from John. John of course insisted, but he did get a discount.
After hiring Novak, John went to visit his son in the hospital. He updated his son and Sam was grateful to see his father. The worst of the detox was now over since Sam hadn't been using for very long and wasn't using the strong stuff. The doctors informed him that they would move Sam to the recovery facility the following morning. John thanked the doctors for their help and went back to work. After all, he had to earn some money.
Castiel went to his father's office after school as he always did after school. "Hello Father" he said doing his best to give half a smile.
He wasn't in a good mood. He got into a fight with his friend Ezekiel and wasn't in such a good mood. "Castiel I have some news you might be interested in" his father told him, he hoped would get his son's mood up.
Castiel looked intrigued and tilted his head as he always did when he was curious. " The father of the missing boy came to me for help in finding him. He said that it's probably Crowley who took Dean, which it probably is. This is our chance to get him behind bars. You've been helping me on cases before and my assistant Anna just quit from the practice because she was scared to deal with Crowley. I'm going to need all the help I can get, he's not an easy target. What do you say?" Jimmy asked Castiel to join the investigation.
"Thank you for this opportunity father" Castiel said. He smiled genuinely now, though it disappeared quickly. He couldn't help but feel bad for Dean Winchester being tortured by Crowley that very minute. "I'm going to start right now" Castiel said with a determined look across his face.
"That's what I thought you would say. Here,I still have another job to finish up so I'm going to need you to start, take the camera and follow a woman named Ruby. This is the address" His father handed him an expensive camera and a piece of paper. "She's said to be the niece of Crowley and used to deal drugs, specifically to Sam Winchester, the younger brother of Dean. If you follow her you might find where Crowley is hiding Dean. Remember, we need pictures first. We need evidence. " he told his son.
Castiel nodded and left the office. He headed to the address and waited patiently, close but not too close. He's done this type of thing before but for some reason he was a bit scared. This wasn't his usual case. It was far more important.