Chapter 9

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Eleanor

Lily was in her arms again. The feeling of holding her daughter close to her would have felt more comforting if they hadn't been in an abandoned warehouse filled with demons and with no way of escape. The three of them were seated in a corner of the same room that Crowley had left them in, the rest of the demons seated at the other end of the room, talking and laughing. None of them paid any close attention to Dean, Eleanor and Lily yet there was no way for them to escape. The door, which was the only door out from there, was located right next to the demons and if they tried to move towards it, they'd be noticed.

Dean's arm was draped over Eleanor's shoulders as he glared at the demons while his finger tapped a rhythm on his leg. He was most certainly worried for his brother whom Crowley had kidnapped to some far-away country. Knowing Sam, he would refuse doing what Crowley told him to do which would either make him get threatened or beat up.

Multiple questions ran through Eleanor's head as she sighed a deep sigh, though she knew she couldn't ask all of them. Some questions she knew Dean couldn't answer either and bringing them up would only agitate Dean more than this whole ordeal already was doing.

"The Ark of the Covenant," said Eleanor, making Dean look at her. "Can it really be used as a weapon?"

"I don't know. I mean it could in Indiana Jones," said Dean, shrugging and causing Eleanor to roll her eyes.

"I just don't understand his plan," said Eleanor, frowning as the smell of sulphur that came from the demons made her nose prickle. "Even if he does get the Ark, who is he going to use it on? The angels? I reckon they're not really afraid of it."

"Beats me. All I know is that these bastards have threatened my family more than enough times," said Dean, his finger stopping the continuous tapping for a moment as his gaze landed on Lily whose head was resting against Eleanor's shoulder, her eyes revealing the tiredness and fear she was feeling inside of her. "I've had enough of demons for a lifetime. I swear, if there ever comes a way of closing that damn gate to hell, I'd do anything."

Another loud laugh erupted from the demons at the opposite side of the room, almost as if they'd heard Dean's words and knew that it was impossible to do so. At least, it seemed impossible. After all, wouldn't the angels have done so a long time ago in that case?

Suddenly, the smell of sulphur started to radiate around them again and had it not been for their expertise in hunting, they would have started gagging. Instead, they watched the demons on the other side of the room go quiet and stand up all of a sudden. Their behaviour was explained when Crowley along with two other demons appeared in the centre of the room, Sam crouching in between them with blood dripping down his nose and left hand. A large, wooden crate was placed in front of Sam and had it not been for the odd golden lock on the crate, Eleanor would've thought that it was a simple chest that someone had dug up.

Both Dean and Eleanor stood up as they saw Sam's state, Lily clinging to Eleanor and not looking at anything else but her mother and father. Sam looked at them with an unreadable look. The way his jaw clenched told Eleanor that he was slightly angry either at himself or at the demons. Though why, she didn't quite know.

"Your brother's a feisty one, Dean," said Crowley as he gestured towards the chest in front of Sam, the two demons that had come with him immediately though carefully, lifting it up from the floor. "Tried to deceive us by taking away only the angel seals."

Crowley's gaze diverted down to Sam whom simply looked up at Crowley with a dark look in his eyes. His eyes narrowed and Eleanor couldn't help but wonder how Crowley had managed to stop him.

"However, not all angel seals look differently from demons seals," said Crowley, petting Sam's head who simply moved his head away from Crowley's hand, seeming to be in some kind of spell which made it hard for him to move.

A smile appeared on Crowley's face before he looked over at Eleanor, Lily and Dean again, raising his hand and waving at them.

"Ciao," he said before disappearing, the other demons doing the same and bringing the Ark with them.

Sam gasped, the spell on him disappearing with the demons and he immediately fell over, his hands managing to catch his body before he hit his head against the floor. Dean rushed over to his brother, helping him up while Eleanor, still holding Lily, hurried over to him as well.

"What happened?" asked Eleanor as Dean put Sam's arm around his own shoulders, supporting his brother's weight on himself. He seemed exhausted and a strange smell came off of him. Eleanor furrowed her brow when she saw the blood trickling down from his nose.

When Sam didn't reply, Dean shared a look with Eleanor before turning his brother around. "Come on, let's get out of here."

The humming that the engines of the Impala made caused Eleanor to relax. The warehouse which Crowley had taken Lily was far behind them and they were once again on their way towards Bobby's house. Lily was asleep next to her, the little child's head resting against the car door.

Even though Eleanor now could relax again, there was a tense atmosphere in the car. Sam had still not said a word about what happened in Egypt as he had been slightly too busy with trying to bandage his left hand at the same time as he had to try stop the blood coming from his nose. At the end, Eleanor had been forced to grab a hold of Sam's hand and bandaged it for him while he held a handkerchief against his nostril, hindering the blood from dripping down onto his shirt.

"He's planning on trading it," said Sam, all of a sudden, causing both Dean and Eleanor to look at him. "The Ark, he's going to trade it."

"For what?" asked Dean.

"I don't know," said Sam, shaking his head. "All I know is that I gave it to him."

"Sam, you couldn't help it. There was nothing else you could do. He kidnapped you and he would've killed you if you hadn't done that," said Eleanor, leaning forwards in her seat so that her face was closer to the back of Sam's head.

"Maybe," said Sam. "I tried getting the angels to the Ark at first but I mistook some of the odd signs on the walls and accidentally erased some of the demon seals. Meaning, they could sense what I was doing inside."

"Inside of what, exactly? Tell us the whole story," said Dean, glancing over at his brother and then back at the road again.

"Well, it started with me and the demons arriving in an ocean of sand. It was hot there and it most certainly was somewhere at least near Egypt. The demons led me to this… entrance of sorts near the roots of a mountain and I walked down the stairs and into a. The demons couldn't follow me and so, I started doing what they had told me to do: scrape the demon signs away from the walls so that they could enter as well. As I said, at first I tried to take the angel ones away so that they might come and grab the Ark first. But that plan failed and so, I was forced to continue with their plan. Once they could enter, they beat me up as 'punishment for my actions'.

"After that they dragged me further into the tomb and forced me to open the door that would lead them to the Ark of the Covenant. A blood sacrifice was needed from a man but it had to be given willingly. And… I gave it to them. Hence the cut on my hand."

Eleanor looked at Sam for a while before shaking her head. "Why'd you give the blood?" said Dean.

"Because he could've died," said Eleanor.

"Because they would've killed you. All three of you," said Sam, looking down at his lap.

Eleanor leaned back into her seat, realizing once again who she was travelling with. The Winchesters, the only ones who were willing to do anything for their family's lives but nothing for their own lives. She sighed and shook her head.

"Then you truly did everything you could," said Eleanor. "Now, let's find a way to stop him from trading it."

"How?" asked Sam.

"We'll find a place where demons go to trade stuff," said Dean, his brows furrowing slightly.

"How?"

"Interrogate demons, I don't know! We'll find a way," said Dean, sighing. "Whatever he's trading this for, it can't be good."

After these words, the tense atmosphere disappeared and turned into a worried and sorrowful one. Eleanor looked over at Lily, seeing her still sleeping peacefully. Her mind wondered back at the promise she had made herself all those years ago. The promise that she had managed to keep for so long.

Only to break it in under a day.

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