Author's Note: Sorry to Snooki fans. I am not a fan so please forgive me. Please read Author's note at the end of the chapter for important information. I don't own Supernatural.
Running Away and Staying a While
By: giddyfan
Chapter 3
Roxanne is in the workout room of the bunker. Ever since she got the mark she has been spending more time in there. Currently (like she usually does) she is running on the treadmill. Roxanne has barely been sleeping and running as if evil itself is chasing her seems to help a little. She slows down when she sees Sam walk in. Roxanne sighs. The boys have barely let her out of there site since she got the mark. It is starting to get frustrating even though she knows they are just worried about her. Roxanne steps off the treadmill as Sam reaches her.
"Hey Crowley hasn't contacted us so we are going to try to ask a crossroads demon for information," Sam tells her.
"Okay give me a half an hour to shower and get ready," Roxanne replies. She was about to leave the room but Sam stops her.
"I want to thank you for what you did for Dean," Sam conveys.
Roxanne smiles at Sam, "No problem." She goes to leave but Sam stops her again.
"Are you alright?" he asks her. Roxanne takes a deep breath.
"It would be a lie if I told you yes. Can I ask you a favor Sam?" Roxanne responds.
"Yes of course," Sam exclaims.
"If anything happens to me, will you contact my family and tell them that I died saving someone," Roxanne inquires. Sam looks like he is about to protest but Roxanne just glares at him.
"Yea. I will," Sam answers.
"Thanks," Roxanne thanks and hugs him. He towers over her making her feel like she is three feet tall. "Oh sorry I'm all sweaty. I better get going or Dean will get upset," Roxanne pulls away and goes out the door.
She takes a quick shower, puts her hair in a ponytail, and swiftly gets dressed. They find a large crossroad and spend the rest of the day spray painting a huge Devil's Trap that covers the whole crossroad. When they are done with all the necessary ingredients for the spell the three of them step outside the trap.
"All right, do it," Dean commands. Sam says the spell to summon the demon.
They look around until they hear, "Winchesters and whore." They turn around and see Snooki standing there with red eyes.
"You could talk," Roxanne comments back.
"Is that?" Sam can't believe.
"Well, that explains a lot," Dean says. Roxanne nods agreeing with Dean.
"Okay, look, Snooki, can I call you 'Snooki'?" Sam wonders.
"No. It's Nicole now," Snooki declares.
"Okay, then. Nicole. We can do this one of two ways. The easy way, you talk. Or the easier way, you still talk," Sam explains taking out the demon knife when presenting the second option.
"Number two sounds entertaining," Roxanne states.
"We just want some basic information on Crowley. That's it," Sam clarifies.
"Google him. Are we done?" Snooki quickly says. Sam advances at her with the knife. "Whoa! Not the face! Are you crazy? Listen, guys, what happens in Hell stays in Hell. I got nothin'," Snooki panics.
"But you do have a pretty sweet deal with Crowley in charge. If Abaddon wins, you can kiss all that goodbye," Dean points out.
"All the fancy cars, the book deals," Sam goes with it.
"Show biz can be tough," Dean expresses.
"I'm doing fine. Thanks," Snooki defends.
"Oh. Well, good luck landing your next gig inside a Devil's Trap," Roxanne drives the point home.
Snooki sighs and asks, "What do you want to know?"
"Where is Crowley?" Sam questions her.
"Last time I heard, he was somewhere in the western Pacific," Snooki answers.
"Makes sense," Sam comments.
"Really? Floating around in the ocean while his kingdom goes up in flames?" Snooki wonders.
"Meaning?" Dean inquires.
"Hell's gettin' crazy. Even the loyalists want to sign on with Abaddon. She's gonna make her move. Are we done? I got a thing," Snooki informs them. The three of them exchange a look. Sam starts to say the exorcism. "Seriously? An exorcism? We had a deal!" Snooki complains.
"See ya, Snooks," Dean says. Roxanne waves at her as she gets exorcised. After that they go back to the bunker to do some research. Sam is on his laptop and Roxanne is looking through some book. Dean comes in then.
"Hey. So...Cain said the First Blade was tossed in the deepest ocean, right? That's the Mariana Trench. Maybe Crowley found it, and it's a double-cross," Sam tells them.
"That doesn't make sense. He wants me to power it up and kill the ginger. He set it up for Dean," Roxanne disagrees.
"Well maybe his is worried about it being you and not Dean," Sam points out.
"Well Crowley is only useful to us until we have the Blade. So, what's stopping us from using it on him once we have it?" Dean thinks out loud.
"Nothing at all," Roxanne replies. Dean's phone rings all of the sudden.
"Speak of the devil," Dean says when he sees the caller ID. He answers the call, "Did you find the First Blade?" Roxanne waits only able to hear Dean's side of the conversation. "Well, then, what, exactly?" Dean asks. Roxanne narrows her eyes wondering what is going on. "Where are you?" Dean inquires. Dean writes down and address and hangs up the phone.
He tells them that Crowley needs there help with something. When they enter the room they see three bodies. Roxanne notices that two of the bodies have multiple needle marks in them. She shows them to Sam and Dean and knows what they are all thinking. Now they wait for Crowley. Crowley unlocks his door and enters, carrying a paper bag with something inside it. He turns around and sees them.
"Hello, gentlemen and lady," he greets.
"And what do you call this?" Dean questions kicking one of the bodies.
"Refreshments?" Crowley responds.
"What's in the bag, Crowley?" Roxanne wonders.
"Nothing," Crowley answers.
"Really? Maybe I can," Sam reaches for the bag. He tears it open revealing a blood bag. "What, are you knocking over blood banks?" Sam asks. The boys grabs Crowley arm and Roxanne swings a chair around. The boys shove him into the chair and handcuff him to the arm.
"Come on, guys," Crowley protests.
"Look at you. You're a mess. You know, we were counting on you. You let us down," Dean yells at Crowley.
"Your slimy followers were counting on you to kill Abaddon, and you let them down," Sam adds.
"The man with all the mojo, Captain Evil," Dean continues.
"Oh, it's pathetic," Roxanne comments.
"What is this? An intervention?" Crowley wonders.
"You need to focus, Crowley. Get a grip!" Sam shouts.
"What, you just gonna let Hell go to Hell?" Dean says.
"You don't know what it's like to be human!" Crowley yells. The three of them just stare at Crowley. "It's your DNA. It's my addiction, my cross, my burden!" Crowley pleads.
"All right, take it easy," Roxanne states.
"I see the darkness of it now, the Anthony Weiner of it. It makes you needy. I needed her," Crowley expresses looking dead woman in the other room. "Lola used me. She reported everything I did back to Abaddon," Crowley informs them. Roxanne sighs frustrated that they had involved this demon.
"Crowley, did you tell her about the First Blade?" Sam asks what we are thinking.
"I don't know. Things get a trifle blurry when I'm medicated," Crowley admits.
"Great. If he told Lola, she definitely told Abaddon," Sam states the obvious.
"Which means that Abaddon's in the hunt for this thing, too. All right, you know what? This crap ends now. You're cut off. Okay? Kicking it. Cold turkey," Dean tells Crowley.
They go back to the bunker so that Sam can question Crowley in a more secure location. They get out of him where he last had on the Blade. Sam and Dean are able to set up a meeting. They plan for Crowley to inhabit the body of the person who is coming to meet them to get the information. They go to the park. Roxanne hides behind a structure that hold a couple yards away from where Sam and Dean are waiting. Crowley is digging into the vending machine trying to get a snack out.
"Hey stop it. You're the King of Hell, act like it," Roxanne whispers to Crowley. Crowley gets pouty and moves to sit down at a bench in front of the vending machine.
Roxanne watches as a bald man in a nice suit walks up to the brothers. Roxanne can't make out what they are saying but she is sure Crowley can. Crowley suddenly decides that right then is the right moment. Red smoke rushes out of his mouth and across the park and into the man's mouth. A moment later it ruses out again and back into Crowley's meat suit. After the man leaves Crowley and Roxanne walks over to the brothers.
"National Institute of Antiquities," Crowley informs them.
We get there a few hours later and after dropping Crowley back at the bunker to find that there is police everywhere. Roxanne thanks god that she is wearing something nice and that she insisted that the boys make her fake IDs like there's. They head into the crime scene and flash there fake FBI badges. Two security guards and a girl are dead on the floor. The police are taking pictures and cataloging evidence. They go over to the head detective on the case to talk to him.
"I don't have much for you guys. The guards were good men. They'd been here for years, vetted, honest. But...," he starts.
"But?" Roxanne inquires.
"Security camera shows a research assistant caught them breaking into vault number one," the detective explains.
"That's her?" Dean asks pointing at the dead girl.
"Gets weirder," the detective tells them. He shows them the security footage and it shows one security guard shooting the other one. Then the one that was just shot gets up and shoots the first guard. After one guard shoots out the camera. "Like I said," the detective says.
"Anything special about the particular vault they opened?" Sam asks.
"Vault number one is where they keep rare, new acquisitions while they're being examined," the detective tells them.
"So what was stolen?" Roxanne questions.
"That's the kicker, nothing. The curator, Dr. McElroy, said the vaults been empty for weeks," the detective explains. The detective gets called away.
"Okay, so, just connecting the dots here, the Blade was likely put in there when it first got here," Dean theorizes.
"The guards were obviously demons, so, what? When the vault turned out to be empty, they killed their guard meat-suits and smoked out?" Sam follows along.
"And reported back to who? Abaddon?" Roxanne questions.
"She's closing in," Sam states. They spot the curator and go to speak to her as the last body is rolled away. "So, the First Blade was never on display?" Sam asks.
"No authenticated item by that name was ever on these premises," the curator replies.
"'Authenticated.' Dr. McElroy, this Blade was stolen and smuggled into the U.S. in violation of treaties with several governments. We can compel you to speak," Dean threatens her.
"'Compel'? And what might that involve?" the doctor inquires taking what Dean said a different way than it was intended. Dean is slightly taken aback by her implication. "All right, look, I did acquire the so-called First Blade. And carbon dating did peg it to biblical times, but the authentication proved unreliable," the doctor answers.
"So it was in the vault," Roxanne says.
"I removed it myself. The guards didn't know," she confirms.
"And where is it now?" Sam wonders.
"Several weeks ago, a confidential offer was made to purchase it. I was afraid we would never authenticate the thing, so," the curator informs them.
"Who was the buyer?" Dean questions.
"Sorry. The buyer insisted on absolute secrecy," the doctor insists.
"Well...federal statutes trump your little deal. So...the buyer?" Dean asks again.
"And you'll get it out of me one way or another, won't you, Agent?" the doctor flirts. Dean smirks a little. "Hmm. I never did know his real identity. He called himself 'Magnus.' Don't ask me where he lives. I have no idea. But I do have a meeting. So, here is my number, should you need anything else," she holds out a card towards Dean. Sam goes to take it but the doctor pulls it back making it clear it is for Dean. Dean takes the card and the doctor leaves. Sam and Roxanne give him a 'Really?' look.
"What?" Dean asks. Roxanne chuckles and shakes her head.
"Did you catch that? 'Magnus'? 'Albert Magnus'? The name the Men of Letters used when they want to be incognito?" Sam points out.
"Yeah, but we know that all of the Men of Letters are dead," Roxanne says.
"Do we?" Sam questions. They drive back to the bunker and the brothers agree to let Crowley have a drink if he will help them with the Men of Letters research. Crowley sits in the Bunker library drinking his scotch while the other three are rifling through boxes of Men of Letter's files.
"It's not a very good scotch, is it?" Crowley complains.
"Okay, Crowley, we have gone through the records for the entire membership in 1958. Every single name matches the men who were killed," Sam exclaims.
Crowley (who Roxanne can tell) is only half paying attention says, "That would be the active membership, correct?" Both Sam and Roxanne roll their eyes.
"Were you three dropped on your heads a great deal? Like I told you, rumor has it that a rogue member was tossed out on his arse. Does that make him 'active'? Seriously, how did you ever function without me?" Crowley insults.
Dean picks up a file box reading the label, "'Infamati et obliterati.'"
"Dishonored and forgotten," Crowley translates. Dean hands some files to Sam and some to Roxanne. Some time later they are still going through the files.
"Wow. This guy was something," Dean hands the paper to Sam. Roxanne leans sideways (since she is sitting next to Sam) to look.
"Tough name," Roxanne comments.
"Yeah, Cuthbert Sinclair. I'd have just gone with 'Magnus.'" Dean agrees.
"Looks like he designed most of the warding that keeps the bunker safe," Sam reads from the file.
"Says here he was named 'Master of Spell', right after he initiated," Dean points out.
"I guess his work got a little crazy. The leadership called it 'eccentric' and 'irresponsible' Sam gets from the file.
"So these are the projects that he proposed the last two years he was here. Look at this, 'rejected.' 'Rejected. 'Rejected'" Dean leafs through some files.
"So difficult, brilliant, ahead of your time, despised for it. Trust me, I know," Crowley puts in.
"'Formal separation from Men of Letters - April 1956.'" Dean reads.
"He missed the massacre," Roxanne states.
"I never knew his name, but I heard someone was out. Did my damndest to find him. Thought he might be my way inside this joint," Crowley comments.
"So where'd you look?" Sam asks. It is afternoon by the time we get to the clearing where Crowley said that he traced the guy to.
"So this is where your demons tracked him to?" Dean inquires.
"Exact spot. My boys never could find him. I'm sensing nothing, so if he's here, he's warded up to the gills," Crowley informs them.
"Well, he was a genius at it, right? Sure as hell ain't gonna be found by a bunch of demons," Roxanne comments with a slight sarcastic tone.
"Oh, like he's gonna open his heart to you lot, because you're such prizes?" Crowley snaps back.
"Better, Sam and I are legacies. All right, if he's so bent on hiding, maybe he's watching. Give it a shot," Dean says.
"Cuthbert Sinclair or Magnus, whatever. We're Sam and Dean Winchester, Henry Winchester's grandsons," Sam shouts at the air.
"And Men of Letters, ourselves," Dean adds.
"We know what happened back in the day. We don't necessarily agree with it. We figured...Maybe you want to tell your side of the story," Sam yells.
Nothing happens so the three of them turn back and look at Crowley but he points behind them. They turn back around and there is a smoky doorway that rises from the ground. Roxanne grabs one of Sam's hands and one of Dean's hands and walks inside with them. They are immediately in a hallway in a beautiful mansion.
"Which way?" Roxanne wonders. Dean motions to the right and they walk down the hall. When they round the corner they are attacked by three vampires. Sam and Dean quickly chop off their vamps heads. Sam tosses his blade to Roxanne and she beheads the last vamp. Then over the intercom they hear clapping and a voice.
"Bravo! Brava! Well done," the voice congrats them. They walk into a living room and find a young man in suit sitting on the couch. Sam, Dean, and Roxanne all sit on the couch across from Magnus. His hair is darker then Dean's and Sam's and he has a stripped bow tie on. He pours himself a drink.
"I don't believe I caught your name sweetheart," Magnus declares.
"Roxanne," Roxanne introduces herself. Magnus takes her hand and kisses it.
"Pleasure to meet you," Magnus compliments. Roxanne is disgusted by the man despite his handsome appearance. "Sorry about all the theatricality. I just wanted to see what you three were made of," Magnus gets back to business.
"So, what, are we underground?" Dean asks.
"No, my fortress is right where you were standing. But it's invisible," Magnus explains.
"Then you must be Cuthbert Sinclair," Sam states.
"I haven't gone by that moniker in, oh...fifty seven years now," Magnus expresses.
"Well, you're looking good for a guy pushing...ninety?" Dean comments.
"Well, thanks, sport. There's a spell for damn near everything. I am impressed, though. You did exactly what you should've done. Though I am gonna miss those two from my zoo," Magnus exclaims.
"Your zoo?" Roxanne questions.
"Oh, children, you are in the midst of the greatest collection of supernatural rarities and antiquities on the planet. I'm sorry. Did you say that you were Men of Letters? I thought that whole thing died out after fifty eight?" Magnus wonders.
"Well, we are legacies. But actually, we're hunters," Sam explains.
"Hunters? Wow! Hunters. With the key to the kingdom! The boys must be spinning in their graves. Damn snobs. Bunch of librarians, if you ask me. Although I was always fond of Henry. I was his mentor, you know? Yeah, till the squares gave me the boot. Yeah. 'Course, he came here to visit me, in secret. Called out to me, same as you did. Oh, yes. Quite the wild hair, your grandfather was," Magnus remembers. Roxanne can see it still runs in the family.
"Listen, Magnus. We got ourselves a little situation. Abaddon, the last Knight of Hell, is looking to up her pay grade and take over the place," Dean informs Magnus.
"Things never change, do they? I kept telling the boys over and over again, I would say, 'we could stop all this. We could rid the world of monsters once and for all if we just put our minds to it', but, 'oh, no,' they said. 'No, no, no. It's not our place. We're here to study. We're here to catalog'" Magnus replies.
"Yeah, yeah, no, we get it. They're, geeks. But she can be stopped. But we need something that we hear you have, the First Blade," Dean moves things along.
"Hmm. I see. Interesting. But if you'd really done your homework, you would know that it's absolutely useless, unless, of course, you're possessing the Mark," Magnus starts.
Roxanne rolls up her right sleeve revealing the Mark, "The Mark of Cain."
"Oh, my. How did you come by that?" Magnus asks.
"By looking," Roxanne responds.
"Listen, if Abaddon takes over, the one thing she wants more than anything is to make hell on earth. Not even you can escape that," Sam points out.
"And they say all hunters are morons. It's right there behind you," Magnus tells them. The three stand up and turn around. Right there is the First Blade. The Blade has a black handle and a long bone as the blade part. On the blade part are some teeth.
"Listen, if you're serious about taking action, this is taking action. You loan us that Blade, and we will stop the bitch," Roxanne pleads.
"Hmm. Let me think about it," Magnus says. He turns around and pinches some green powder from a tray on the end table. "All right, I've thought about it," he states. He blows the powder at Sam and Dean and recites a spell. They both disappear in a puff of smoke. Roxanne gets pissed.
"What did you do with them?!" she shouts.
"Don't worry. Their fine. But I did what any good collector would do, I separated the ordinary from the extraordinary. I had the First Blade. And now I have the Mark of Cain to complete the set," Magnus remarks.
"Yeah, well, problem is, it's attached. So how about you loan me the Blade and I take care of business?" Roxanne tries to reason with Magnus.
"Roxanne, I am offering you the moon here, to be part of the greatest collection of all time, to be young forever. Let me teach you my secrets. Hmm? Be my companion. I have to be honest with you, it has gotten lonely here over the years," Magnus exclaims.
"When you were saying any of that, did it feel at all perverted? Yeah. I'm just gonna grab the Blade and go," Roxanne replies.
"One little design flaw to the place, no windows, no doors," Magnus points out. Roxanne still having Sam's blade from when he threw it to her for the vamps. She draws it.
"Well I have always wanted to be a designer," Roxanne smirks.
"Shen ti rán shao!" Magnus says. The machete burns white hot and Roxanne drops it as it burns her hand. "Aah!" she yells. "Eh? Tricky little spell, that first one, right? Chinese. Welcome to the collection, Roxanne," Magnus welcomes. He takes her and chains her to one of the posts. The chains are around her ankles and upper arms.
"Oh, you're a real sorry piece of work. You know that? Holed up in here, doing nothing. You bitch about the Men of Letters. You're so much worse," Roxanne growls at Magnus.
Magnus holds up the First Blade, "Should we fire it up? What do you say?"
"I'd say go to hell but that wouldn't be punishment enough for you," Roxanne responds.
"Oh, come on, Roxanne. This is the object of your quest. Tell me Henry Winchester's granddaughter isn't curious to see if it works. Give me your hand," Magnus says.
"Actually I'm not Henry Winchester's granddaughter. Sorry you didn't get the memo," Roxanne remarks not moving her hand.
Magnus grabs her right hand and shoves the First Blade's handle into it. The Mark of Cain glows red and Roxanne instantly go rigid, her hand clutching the Blade starts to shake. She can feel the evil, anger, and power flow between the Blade and the Mark start to flow through her. She is frightened and fights against the strong power. Roxanne closes her eyes trying to fight it, but then opens them again as the power starts to win. The veins on her arm, next to the Mark, start turning red. Magnus looks on with fascination. Suddenly the shaking in her hand gets worse as Roxane continues to fight and she drops the Blade. Her is breathing heavy and her right hand is still shaking.
Magnus picks up the Blade, "That's it. Good. Next time, it'll be easier. You'll get used to the feelings, even welcome them." Magnus goes off for a while leaving Roxanne chained up. He comes back some time later. "You'll come to understand, Roxanne, nothing can stop us. Anything, anyone we want to own or destroy is ours," he tries to convince her.
"Well, how about this, Magnus? What happens if I don't agree? Then what are you gonna do? Huh? You gonna kill me? Because without this thing on my arm, that Blade's nothing but a hunk of bone with teeth," Roxanne remarks.
"Hmm. Well, I'm not asking you for your cooperation. I'm just taking it," Magnus states. He grasps Roxanne's head and recites a spell. Roxanne feels all her drive to resist melt away. "Interesting effect, huh? All thought, all will just...drained out of you. I do this enough, you'll be ready for whatever I have in mind," Magnus informs her. A few minutes pass by and Roxanne feels the effects of the spell start to fall away. Dean enters the room where she is tied up. She sees him leading a fake Magnus with a knife to his throat but calls out in a panic.
"Dean! No!" Roxanne shouts. The fake Magnus turns into someone else and he grabs the knife from Dean and goes to stab him. Dean recovers quickly and manages to stab him first. The real Magnus is in the room with Roxanne.
Drawing Sam's blade that Roxanne had previously dropped Magnus says, "Shape-shifter. You see? There are benefits to keeping a zoo." A few minutes later, Magnus has tied Dean up just like Roxanne on another post. He draws the blade and walks over to Dean. "You know, I discarded you far too quickly, Dean. You're way more valuable than I thought you were," Magnus comments. "Why would I knock myself out trying to sap your will? I think Dean here will get you to see things my way," Magnus says to Roxanne. Roxanne realizes that he is going to torture Dean to get her to say yes.
"Magnus, I swear to God...," Roxanne starts to threaten.
"What? What are you gonna do?" Magnus wonders. He turns to Dean, "What is she gonna do? Huh?" Magnus gashes open Dean's right cheek with his blade.
"Unh!" Dean grunts. Roxanne thrashes in her bonds in a panic. She didn't want Dean to die because of her that is why she took on the mark in the first place.
Then she notices Sam. He quietly comes over to her and undoes the chains. When they fall to the ground they make a loud sound and they hide. Roxanne picks up the First Blade. She rushes over to Magnus and beheads him just like she did with the vampire. The Mark is glowing red hot. Magnus's head and body fall to the ground. The Mark starts to feel good in Roxanne's hand even though it is still shaking. She can barely hear Dean calling her name. She looks at Sam who is staring at her with a combination of curiosity and fear.
"Roxanne? Roxanne. Hey, it's over. He's dead," she hears Dean. She turns her eyes to the Blade. Her arm is still glowing hot. Roxanne feels the need to kill some more. "Drop the Blade, Roxanne. Roxanne!" Dean yells more urgently. Suddenly Roxanne's head gets clear and she clearly sees Dean.
"Drop the Blade," she hears both brothers say. Roxanne lets go and drops the Blade as she draws her shaking hand to her chest. Roxanne just stands there as Sam unchains Dean.
Dean goes over and picks up the Blade. He gives it to Sam. Then Dean walks over to Roxanne and puts his arms around her shoulders hugging her. After a few seconds Roxanne allows herself to hug him back. She takes a deep breath. Dean releases her but keeps one arm around her shoulders. Sam finds a way out of the compound. They find Crowley waiting for them.
"I think that there was great teamwork all around. My part was the best of course," Crowley continues to talk. They step out of the woods are shocked to find the Impala is trashed. Crowley is still talking. "Happy ending. Roll credits," Crowley finishes.
"No, no! Come on. What the hell?" Dean releases Roxanne shouting. He, Sam, and Roxanne approach the car. It looks like it has been tossed and there are scratches on the doors.
"That's sulfur, demons," Roxanne smells.
"Abaddon's. Well, she's just one jump behind us. Guess she couldn't find Magnus' joint, either. What about the trunk?" Dean asks.
"Safe. Warding kept them out," Sam answers.
"Demon mitts all over my baby," Dean exclaims pissed. He shuts one of the doors and when he does he sees that someone has keyed the whole side of the car with writing. "Oh, come on! Oh, now they're keying cars?!" Dean yells.
"What language is that?" Sam wonders.
"It's Enochian. The message isn't for you. It's for me. 'Be afraid. You're Queen.' Abaddon's getting more brazen. She thinks I'm losing my grip," Crowley tells them.
"Roxanne, Dean. Listen, you said Crowley was only useful till we got the Blade. We got the Blade," Sam whispers to Dean and Roxanne. Roxanne's eye flicker to Crowley and she goes to reach for the Blade. That is when Crowley flings them to the side of the car and holds them there. The First Blade falls from Sam's hand to the ground out of Roxanne's reach.
"You know, kids, I'm in debt to you. You forced sobriety on me, and now I can see the situation for what it is. Roxanne apparently, you are quite the killing machine. And it occurs to me that Abaddon is not the only name on your list. My name must be up there, as well," Crowley remarks.
"It's no good to you without me," Roxanne replies.
"Yes, but as long as I have it, it's no good to you," Crowley points out. Crowley draws the Blade to him and holds it in his hand. "Now, this is the way it's going to go. I'll hang on to old donkey teeth here until such time as you locate Abaddon. Then you'll destroy her. You're right, moose. You can't trust me. But, sadly, I can't trust you, either," Crowley declares. He disappears and they are released from the side of the car. They stand there looking around in frustration. What do they do now?
Author's Note 2: Hello. Did you like it? Did you hate it? Let me know with a review. Special thanks to Rascalshy, alyssianagrace, Ophaniel, and angelslaugh. School is starting again soon so updates will not be as frequent. Also I am thinking about doing another story. It is a Roselock story. If you want to read some of the stories that inspired me to consider writing this kind of story check out SquirrelWho (The Blonde and The Alien Encounter are my fav of hers) and TheWheelWeaves (This Rose is Extra).