After stepping out of the shower in her robe she went straight to the wine. She pulled the chilled wine from the ice bucket and poured a large glass for herself. She poured a smaller glass for Castiel and went to the couch.
"Drink with me." She said
"Angels don't drink." He said giving her a not so innocent side glance.
"You're lying to me." Willa accused. "Just one glass? Yours isn't even as full as mine." She said holding the glasses up to demonstrate. He hesitated but took the glass from her hand. He took a sip and his eyes widened.
"This is very good." He said.
Willa chuckled and chugged her wine. She made her way back to the table where she forced herself to eat some of the fruit. Her nerves weren't up to a lot but she knew she needed some sort of sustenance on her stomach. She poured another glass of wine and joined Castiel on the couch. She and Castiel absorbed about as much pop culture from MTV as she could stand so she decided to go lay down.
She was having a nightmare when there were sounds in the room and she awoke. She could see Sam in the room. She watched him for a few moments without letting him know she was awake. He checked the locks on the door and went into the bathroom. When he came out she was sitting up in bed.
"Hey." He said surprised
"Hi." Willa replied. She had no idea what she wanted to say to him, if anything. The words from the morning still haunted her. Her heart pounded with anger.
Noticing the clock she saw that it was midnight.
"Are you just now getting back?" She asked
"No I thought I'd let you rest since apparently I'm the loudest person ever." He said with a smile. He sat on the bed in front of her and took her hands. Willa's chest pounded with anger.
"I'm sorry about your parents. I lost both of mine." He said
"I'm sorry Sam I now know how that feels." She replied sincerely
"It's not so bad anymore. It's nice to have Dean." Sam said
"No siblings here." She said
"We noticed the pictures. Just one spoiled little girl." Sam smiled with his tease.
Willa didn't laugh. She was still angry at him and didn't feel like being nice to him anymore than she already had.
"I'm going to go back to sleep." She said "The couch folds out."
This took Sam completely by surprise. He huffed.
"What? I thought I would sleep in here." He said
"Okay." Willa answered
She got up from the bed and walked out of the room. Sam followed her.
"What's wrong Willa?" Sam asked
"Nothing." She responded as she began taking the cushions off the couch.
"Willa Stop. If we went too far last night it doesn't have to happen again." He said pleading with his eyes. He walked closer to her. She simply ignored him and kept setting up the fold out bed.
"Okay look, I don't know what's going on but we'd rather you now be alone."
She stopped her task and put her hands on her hips.
"Is Cas here?" She asked
"No." Sam answered
"Dean?"
"He's in there but…" Sam motioned to the other bedroom in the suite. Sam was very perplexed by the situation. Was this what upset Willa was like, Angry? That's what it had to be not being able to handle the death of her parents.
Willa stormed away from Sam to the room Dean was in. She opened the door with more force than she meant to apply. Dean jumped from the bed knife in hand.
"Willa." He asked surprised
"I need to sleep with you." She said and sat on the bed with her arms crossed over her chest.
"You can't." Dean said as he flicked the switch to the lamp in the room.
"I got this room. I can sleep where I want." She said with anger written all over her face.
Dean considered her words and hated turning a sexy woman away.
"But Sam…" He began
"Sam said you two don't want to leave me alone. So get in the damn bed Dean." She said loudly.
Dean gave her the look she hated, like he knew way more than he let on.
"What's going on Willa?" He asked
"Nothing."
"Yeah okay. Something's wrong."
"My parents are dead." She said angrily
Dean sat on the bed next to her and tucked the knife under his pillow. He leaned his back against the headboard. Willa sank down under the covers. They both stared at each other waiting for one to make a move or accuse one another for some wrong doing. Dean sighed.
"You haven't been right since the hotel this morning." Dean said
"Can we just go to sleep?" Willa asked flipping over so her back was facing him
"You heard Sam and me arguing this morning didn't you?" He asked
Dean was so much more perceptive than he let on. He seemed to be the type to brush everything off and not pay attention to small actions but he was actually paying attention to every little action. She flipped back over and looked at him trying to keep him from knowing exactly what was on her mind.
"Sam lied to me this morning. That boy has more feelings in his big toe than I have in my whole body. He has feelings for you I know it. He didn't actually mean what he was saying." Dean said easing her mind
"Then why did he say it?" She asked
Dean turned the light off and lay down to face her.
"This job. We can't have friends. If we do they just get used or hurt. Killed, tortured, just so they can get to us. We're good at what we do because we keep our distance. No one to distract us."
Willa found tears in her eyes. They spilled over her cheeks.
"So I'm going to lose the both of you? First my parents, then my heroes?" She asked sadly
"Don't say it like that. You're a beautiful, strong, not to mention rich woman. You'll have plenty of people to keep you company." Dean said
"I feel poor like I have nothing now." She said
"It'll be alright." Dean replied
She knew he was sincere but she didn't want the men to leave her. There was too much to figure out now and she really had no one. She wiped the tears and felt Dean moving close to her. He hugged her tight.
"Now go to Sam." He said
"No he can suffer a little bit." Willa smiled
Dean laughed at her and they both settled in for the night.
Just as Willa closed her eyes the door to the room burst open. Sam stood in the doorway.
"Sam!" Both Dean and Willa exclaimed
Sam moved to Dean and hit him hard, hard enough to knock him out. He lay limp on the bed. It was then that Willa noticed his chest was bleeding. She was confused by what was going on and scared of the Sam time. This didn't seem anything like him.
"Nothing was going on." She said frightened
He came towards Willa and she reached for the knife. He knocked it away out of her hands. He picked her up easily and carried her to the living room area. His strength made her realize what was going on. This wasn't Sam.
"I'm going to finish this job and it's going to be done right." He said
He threw her on the couch and hovered over her. It was then that he let his black eyes show. Willa tried to scream but he put his hand over her mouth.
"You shut up. I can kill Sam very easily like this. Just as easy as I can kill you." He said
She whimpered but didn't scream. She couldn't believe this was happening again and how did it get to Sam? She was so defeated she hardly struggled when the demon Sam began untying her robe. She tried to knock his hands away but he only slapped her as hard as she remembered. She froze. Those days and nights of being completely helpless came flooding back. The demon pushed the robe off her body exposing her nakedness underneath. She began to cry. She felt so helpless. This was her hero.
"Hey don't cry. Don't you want Sam to fuck your brains out?" Demon Sam asked
"No." She said softly
"Of course you do." The demon said." I know what he's thinking. He wants you so bad but he doesn't have the balls to take what he wants."
This only made Willa cry harder but she did her best to fight against him. He squeezed her wrists so tight she knew she was losing circulation. Suddenly the demon's face changed and it was as if she was looking at a different person.
"Willa I'm trying." Sam said with a grimace
"Sam?" Willa exclaimed full of hope. His face changed back and the demon grabbed her.
"Sam please? You can do it. I know you can!" She pleaded. "Sam!"
"I already told you to shut up once." Said the demon
"Sam? I need you!" She shouted.
A loud groan escaped the demons mouth and he let her go.
"Get the book. Page 78." Sam ordered
For a moment she was frozen in shock as soon as she realized she was free she bolted up and ran to her room. She remembered him having a book but where did he put it? She looked by the dresser and the TV and didn't see it but finally there it was on the nightstand. She grabbed it and quickly turned to page 78 as she was told. There was a demon exorcising spell. She read through the words quickly and ran back out to the living room accidentally running into and nearly knocking demon Sam over. He grabbed her by the arms and threw her like a piece of trash. She hit the wall but mostly her skin scraping across the carpet hurt. She luckily hadn't lost her page and began reading as fast as she could before demon Sam reached her. The demon only laughed as she read. He pushed her down on the floor by grabbing the back of her neck.
"How many of those words do you think you mispronounced?" He asked angrily. He straddled her thighs behind her and squeezed her neck hard. With his free hand he grabbed the book and threw it across the room. He bent forward and leaned into her ear.
"Sam wants to tear into you. He wants to fuck you over and over till you bleed. You should hear what's going on in this big head of his." He said
"Shut up!" Willa screamed
The demon laughed. "Tell me, do you want to hear that he wants to make love to you softly sweetly. No! He wants you screaming his name. That's what sluts like you do isn't it?"
"Sam please come back through." She begged
"No dear he's not coming back I won that fight. I had to figure it out since he's filled with demon blood but he's gone." The demon said.
"LET HER GO!" Dean's deep voice echoed through the hotel room. Willa nearly sighed with relief, but the demon pulled her up by her neck with Sam's large hands. He squeezed tight choking her purposely. On her knees in front of him he used her as a shield from Dean's gun.
"I can break her neck as easily as you can shoot the gun." The demon said "You wouldn't shoot your brother either. I'm no fool!"
Dean's nose wrinkled in disgust at the demon.
"So how about you put the gun down before we both do something we regret." The demon said
Dean set the gun down on the ground. Willa realized she was going to have to fight. There would be no hero situation here. She would have to be her own hero. She reached behind her and grabbed the demon's face. He moved and squeezed her neck harder. She scratched his face and he grabbed her arms letting go of her neck. The air that filled her lungs made her cough. She heard Dean say something but she was too busy to pay attention to what it was. Bringing her head back she tried to head butt the demon. She knew there was a proper way to do it and she had no idea how but she had to try something. She felt the impact and it stunned her more than she would've liked. She fell forward with dizziness just as she saw Castiel appear in the room. The demon fell with her and hovered over her. Castiel was there quickly and touched Demon Sam's forehead. Sam's body went limp and fell on top of Willa. She cursed and pushed him off of her. She scrambled to the robe left on the couch and grabbed it holding it in front of her. Her heavy breathing comforted her momentarily. She clutched the robe for dear life.
Dean made his way to her and knelt next her. She was angry. She sat up on her knees.
"You're supposed to protect me." She yelled and slapped him as hard as she could. She pulled the robe over her shoulders and ran to the room Dean was staying in. She located the knife on the bed and went back to the living room where she found where the book was laying.
"Willa?" Dean said softly as she walked passed him
She marched to her room where she slammed the door locked it then went into the bathroom. She locked that door set the book and knife on the counter and sank to her knees. She was so angry at everything that had happened and now she was angry at the two men that were her protectors. They had one job and one promise they made to her. Her tears spilled over and over. She choked on the air and the tears. She felt someone touch her and back away against the wall. Castiel was in the bathroom with her.
"Go away!" She screamed
"Let me heal you Willa." He said
"I'm fine! Leave me alone!" She screamed at him.
His shoulders slumped and he disappeared. She bawled in the corner of the bathroom for a very long time. This was not life she decided. She was no longer living. Simply a dead girl walking the earth. Everything had died or had been killed by demons. Her parents were gone any sort of innocence she may have had was robbed from her and the man she adored just attacked her. How would he ever be able to touch her again without her flinching?
She broke out of her pity when she heard knocking on the bedroom door. She jumped from the sound and listened
"Willa?" It was Sam "Willa, are you okay? Please come out." He begged
There was so much sadness in his voice. Even through his raised voice she could hear it. She wanted to go to him and feel his arms around her but another part of her wanted to vomit. Slowly she stood and showered and showered again. She would never rid her filthy body of the demons poisonous touch.
Out of the shower, she toweled dried her hair and pulled it back it a braid. She changed into her pajamas. With the knife and book in hand she went out to the living room. Darting her eyes back and forth she scanned the room for any trouble. Castiel was sitting on the couch. He turned to her as she walked in the room. She sat down in the arm chair near him. He looked her over with his eyes squinted.
"How do you feel?" He asked her
"Like a million bucks." She replied sarcastically and put on a huge smile
"I'm not human expert but I can see you're lying. Willa, I want to touch your soul again. I'm worried about you and your soul" He said
"Again?" She asked
"Yes. There is something I've missed with you. The demons want you badly."
Willa agreed trusting Castiel. Nervously she sat up in the chair. Cas stood and moved to her. He knelt and pushed his hand in. The pain was excruciating. She gritted her teeth and bared the pain. It hurt worse this time. For longer than he had before he buried his hand inside her. She patiently waited but couldn't handle the pain any longer.
"Cas….I can't…." She stammered through her teeth. She dropped the knife and grabbed Castiel's arm.
"Cas." She shouted. "Please?"
Sam and Dean burst out of Dean's room and Castiel let go. Willa fell forward but held on to Castiel's arm. She fell to her knees. Her chest heaved. She grunted with the pain that still lingered.
"Why so long?" She looked up at Cas breathless.
"Hmmmm I was searching." He responded
"What?" She asked regaining her normal breathing.
"I need to keep an eye on you. I have to figure out how to remove your brandings." He said and disappeared. She fell to her hands and knees. She scrambled to find the knife. When she did she grabbed it and leaned back on her calves. She still felt uncomfortable in her gut. The two brothers were near her but they kept their distance.
"Why did he do it again?" Sam asked wide eyed.
She picked her sore, out of breath body up and sat back in the armchair. Dean and Sam sat on the couch leaning forward waiting for any move she might make.
"I don't know." She said shaking her head
There was silence in the room, deafening silence. She couldn't look at Sam.
"Willa you know that wasn't me." He said. "I would never ever force a woman."
"Do you remember what happened?" She asked
Sam nodded slowly. He was so ashamed.
"Yes I'm so sorry. I was attacked outside. They cut my tattoo. There was too many of them." He said
"Your tattoo?" she asked
"It keeps demons out unless it gets cut in Sam's case." Dean said. "We both have them." He and Sam pulled the neck of their shirts aside and she could see a star with squiggled lines around it like a sun. She nodded.
"I should get one." She said
She began to stand but hesitated when she felt like all of her stomach muscles seemed to be pulled. She grunted with the surprise pain. Why didn't Cas fix her before he left? Sam stood with her and extended his hand. She nearly flinched when he did. She shook her head and stood slowly on her own.
"What happened?" Dean asked
"I think I fought Cas too hard." She said placing her free hand on her abdomen. "By the way this is mine now." She said waving the knife in front of her.
"You can borrow it." Dean said
"Yeah I'll let you know when you can have it back." She replied to him. Dean agreed by nodding his head quickly.
"I'm going to bed. I've had enough excitement for one lifetime." She said
She went in the room and shut the door locking it behind her. She tucked herself in bed and placed the knife under the pillow just as Dean had done.