After several hours of questioning Chuck, Sam and Jade took a break. They closed the basement doors behind them, leaving the demon in the dark. The couple walked up the hallway toward the kitchen. "You hungry?", Sam questioned Jade. Jade nodded and Sam reached for her hand. She took it and Sam led her to the kitchen. The two began going through the pantry and refrigerator finding things to fix. As Sam was peering into the pantry he thought he saw a flash of something out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head but there was nothing there. He guessed he was seeing things.
Jade pulled the fixings for sausage with onions and peppers from the fridge. She cut up all of the peppers, onions and then the sausage into bite sized pieces. Mixing a can of diced tomatoes to the mix she began to cook up the mixture. Sam grabbed a box of rice and began preparing that for the sausage and peppers mixture to go over the top. Jade put on a pot of tea to boil and then poured in sugar into the tea jug. When the meal was ready the couple sat quietly at the table and began to eat.
Halfway through the meal Jade broke the silence, "So what do you think about what Chuck said about Dean? Do you think he's telling the truth? Do you think Crowley is involved?" Sam swallowed the bite of food in his mouth, "I don't know if he's lying or not but I intend to find out." Jade watched as Sam's face went hard with determination. She laid her hand over his on the table, "Sam I want to help. I want to help you find Dean and I want to help make things better." Sam looked into her eyes and knew she was being honest with him. He admired her in that instant. "Jade dealing with demons can be very dangerous. I really don't want to involve you any more than you already have been." Jade shook her head at Sam, "No Sam I'm not going to hang back like some helpless female. I beat men twice your size in hand to hand combat in boot camp. I'm helping and that's final." Sam watched as her eyes flashed with anger and he finally relented, "We'll go see about summoning Crowley when everything here is cleaned up." Jade nodded and they finished their meals.
When we finished eating I followed Sam to another part of the basement. I watched as Sam took a can of spray paint and although he had some difficulty drawing the demon trap with his left hand he got it on the floor. I lost myself as I watched Sam work skillfully. He gathered the things he needed for the summoning, his long fingers working to add each thing into the bowl. Sam then drew another sigil and then cut the palm of his hand. When he had placed some of his own blood into the bowl of ingredients and lit candles around the sigil he then threw a match into the bowl. Then he began an incantation in Latin, "Attenrobendum eos, ad consiendrum, ad ligandum eos, potiter et solvendum, et ad, congregontum eos, 'coram me."
The flame in the bowl flashed and then I saw a man with a trim beard and dressed all in black standing in the middle of the demon trap in the room. "Hello Moose.", he said cheekily and I gave Sam a confused look. Moose? "And just who do we have here?", he said in his little accent. Sam cleared his throat, "Don't you worry about who that is Crowley. Where is my brother?" Crowley's eyebrows shot up, "Not so fast Gigantor. I still want to get to know this pretty little fawn over here.", he said turning to look me up and down. Sam stepped in between us so that Crowley couldn't see me for him. "Oh Moose I can see why you don't want to share the little fawn. But I must ask….how have you not broken her in half….unless.", Crowley trailed off as he gave Sam a look as if he knew something that he really didn't. "Quit stalling Crowley! I know you are involved in what's happened to Dean. Where is he? Tell me and we'll let you go."
"Ahhh so I see Chuck, that little shit, has been running his mouth. I'll have to do something about that." Sam waited patiently for Crowley to tell him something he didn't know. He seemed to me to like to hear himself talk. Sam had handed me a bottle of holy water before he brought Crowley into the room so I held it at my side as I began to walk out from behind Sam. "So did you have anything to do with Chuck coming into my life?", I questioned as I walked closer to the demon trap and saw Sam out of the corner of my eye. He looked surprised to see me step forward but he didn't try to stop me either. Crowley looked at me with some recognition then, "Ahhh so that's who you are! I should have known Moosey here would fall for you." He continued in a stage whisper, "He tends to go for the ones that are bad for him.", and winked at me.
And just like that, as if I had been dismissed Crowley turned back to Sam, "So how many times are you going to choose unwisely? First Jessica and then a werewolf, and if that wasn't bad enough then you chose a demon, now a demon's sloppy seconds!", he chuckled as he watched Sam. I saw a murderous look darken Sam's features. Stepping between him and Crowley I spat, "You leave Sam alone! He's done nothing but be good to me! He only wants to find his brother and get him help you spineless bastard!" With that I flung some of the holy water onto Crowley and he howled in pain as he bent over clutching his face. Sam grabbed me and pulled me from the room.
"Ok Jade I think you need to go calm down. Why don't you go into the steam room and let it work some of that frustration out of you and then grab a shower. I think you'll feel lots better.", Sam said as he looked down at me with a worried look. I finally nodded up at him knowing I needed a break. "Promise me you won't go back in there alone though.", I said with pleading eyes. Sam pulled me against his side so as to not bump his arm, "I promise.", he said and then kissed the top of my head.
After a nice long sweat session in the steam room I took a long shower, letting the soap and water wash over my skin. I watched the rivulets of water run down my legs and circle the drain. Soon I felt more refreshed and ready to go find Sam to see how he was handling things. I dried off after turning off the water and grabbed my clothes from the countertop. Then I went looking for Sam. He wasn't in my room of course so I thought maybe he was in his. When I didn't find him there I continued down the hall. I heard something from one of the other rooms down the hall so I followed the sounds. When I reached the door to the room, I stopped when I realized it was sobbing. Peeking around the corner I saw Sam sitting on a bed in a room with weapons on the walls. His shoulders were slumped forward and he was crying.
My heart broke to see this big strong man who was completely broken. He must have been grieving over Dean. I decided to walk into the room and padded over quietly, my bare feet barely making a noise on the concrete floor. When I came around the end of the bed I could see that Sam had some photos in his hands. He must have sensed me there or saw my feet as I stepped around the end of the bed because he tried to wipe his eyes so that I wouldn't see how upset he was. I smoothed my open palm over the broad expanse of his shoulders and pulled him to lean against me. I looked down at the pictures and saw that they were of Sam and Dean. Some were from when they were younger and some were more recent.
Sam let me hold his head against my chest as I wrapped both arms around him and talked soothingly to him, "Shhh Sam it's alright. We're going to find him and we're going to make things right." He must have decided that he didn't mind me seeing him upset because his tears came again and this time he didn't try to hide them. I stood beside him and held him, stroking his hair and rocking him gently until he could cry no more.
When he had cried himself out I took his free hand and led him gently to my room. Pulling back the covers I got under them and then gently tugged at his hand for him to follow me. He obliged me and I lay back, pulling his head against my chest, "Sam I'm here and I'm going to say this because I need to. I love you Sammy. You don't have to say it back but I need you to know." Sam never said a word, only pulled me closer into his arms.