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Part 9:
"So this is the famous Kaelyn." Kae shuddered as Crowley circled her, his eyebrows raised. "Lucifer's concubine."
"Not going to happen." she retorted.
"Of course not," he said coolly. "We are, after all, intending to kill him. Aren't we?"
Her eyes narrowed.
"What's your angle?"
He rolled his eyes.
"Do I need one?" he asked. "Let's take this somewhere more private."
"She's not going anywhere with you." Dean told him.
Crowley cocked his head to the side and the corner of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to laugh. "Why don't you leave that up to her, mate?" he said casually. "She's the one I'm interested in after all."
Kae looked from Dean to Sam to Cas, then back at Crowley. "You wouldn't be here offering us -"
"Ah," he held up a hand to stop her. "The only offer on the table is for you, Princess."
She smiled coldly at him and pulled out her knife. "Call me that again, you dick. I dare you."
He grinned. "Bet you love it when Satan says it."
"And I bet you'd love to be sent to the deepest circle of hell." she shot back.
Crowley shrugged. "Nothing I haven't seen before. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to discuss the matter at hand." he lifted the box in his hand and shook it slightly. "You need this."
"So give it to us."
"I don't do things for free, Kae." Crowley pocketed the box and Dean had to grab Kae and restrain her from lunging at the demon. "Now then - if you would." he snapped his fingers and disappeared, along with Kae.
"Damn it," Dean groaned. "Cas?!"
"Wherever he's taken her, it's warded against Angels." he responded.
"So what do we do now?" Sam asked
His brother was quiet for a moment. He picked up Kae's knife where it had fallen. "What else? We wait."
Kae let out a cry as her feet touched solid ground and she fell forward, pain lancing through her knees as they slammed into solid concrete. She inhaled sharply and got to her feet quickly, looking around her new surroundings: a decrepit parking garage. Crowley stood in front of her, his face impassive.
The box of ammunition lay on the ground, inches from her left hand. Without a thought, she grabbed it and slowly got back up. She looked for her knife but found that she didn't have it.
Son of a bitch.
"I thought this would be better without weapons." Crowley said.
Kae scoffed. "Whatever. Just tell me what the fuck you want."
"I want Lucifer dead."
Wait...what? Of all the things this demon wanted in exchange for giving her the bullets for the Colt, this was what he wanted.
"But that's not all." she commented. "What else?"
He looked at her with surprise. "What else is there? Lucifer exterminates the human race, demons are next - well, after creatures like yourself."
"He created you."
"Means to an end, darling," he told her. "Just like yourself. All he wants is a child from you, yeah?" she nodded. "He'll come after you eventually - whether it's in that gigantic moose or in his current meatsuit. I'm offering you protection."
Kae could have laughed; Protection from a demon? As if.
"No thanks."
His eyes narrowed. "Are you sure about that? Best contraception you could ask for."
"No thanks. But killing Lucifer? That much I can do."
And with that, she disappeared right before his eyes.
"I don't like this. It's taking too long."
"She's a big girl, Dean - she can handle herself."
Sam and Dean had grown tired of waiting in the gas station and had gone out to Dean's car to wait there instead.
"Has she ever gone up against a demon, though?" Dean checked to make sure Ruby's old knife was still hidden inside his jacket.
"Is that concern I hear? How cute, Dean."
The boys' heads both jerked to look out Sam's window to see Kae standing outside the Impala, holding the box of bullets. She pulled open the back passenger door and climbed inside the car before handing the box to Sam.
Dean turned to stare at her questioningly, and she sighed exasperatedly.
"You really think I killed the dick? Crowley's not worth my time. Tried to deal with me and I refused."
"What'd he offer?" Dean asked as Sam took the Colt and began loading it.
"Supernatural contraception." she snorted. "He offered me protection, which I assumed would hold even if Lucifer doesn't bite the dust tonight."
"What'd you give him?" Sam wanted to know.
"Nothing. Said Lucifer was gonna die, grabbed the bullets and teleported out before he could do anything." she shrugged. "Look on his face was priceless. Anyway..." she looked from Sam to Dean. "What are we waiting for? Let's go put a bullet in the fucker already."
Dean nodded wordlessly and turned the key in the ignition before shifting the Impala into drive and they sped off toward Carthage.
Thoughts? No flames please.