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Dean pulled the impala over on a dirt road after some random amount of time and in some completely nondescript location. He had been circling round in the hopes that Crowley wouldn't be able to find the bunker once he was released. It wasn't much he knew, but it was the best he could do to keep his home safe. Having decide they were far enough anyway he got out of the car and walked round to the trunk only to find Gabriel leaning against it waiting for him. He hated when the angels did that. Couldn't they use doors like normal people? Not that he would question the archangel on that point. He really didn't want to piss him off right now. He was the only defence they had against Crowley after all. He doubted that if Cas had to fight the king of hell it would go to well, for anyone.

Opening the trunk Dean pulled off the hood he and Cas had placed on the demon.

"Where to?" He asked without any preamble. He didn't have time to waste talking to this piece of shit.

"Well, I think it would be best if I direct you." Crowley replied with an air of superiority that Dean couldn't believe he was still able to give off, even though he was in the trunk. Crowley on the other hand was fed up being stuffed in the dark with that devils trap above him.

"Sorry Crowley, cars full." Dean responded with a smirk. There was no way he was letting this demon in his baby.

"Well he could always sit on my lap if he wishes." Gabriel suggested with a sunny smile as he looked down at the demon who glared right back at him. Crowley would much prefer to be in the trunk than on the archangel in charge of heavens lap, thank you very much.

"Fine." Crowley replied. With that, and through gritted teeth, he gave Dean and Gabriel the town they needed to drive to to find Linda Tran. Though the only thought going through his head was, If only there was a way he could get back at Gabriel. His short time in the trunk hadn't given him any, but when he was away from the Winchesters and their celestial friends. Oh, then he would find a way. If it was the last thing he did, he would find a way to kill that smug bastard Gabriel. After all that was his job as king of hell. To fight heaven.

"Awesome." Dean replied completely oblivious to the thoughts going through Crowley's mind. Instead he just slammed the trunk shut on him and went back to the driver's seat. He had a journey to travel, and Kevin's mother to save. He would do it to. She was family after all. Checking in his rear-view mirror he saw that Gabriel was back in his seat in the back of the car. Looking at the three there he found it rather entertaining, it was as if they were gods backing singers what with an angel, archangel and in-between them a prophet. The prophet and two angels, hmm, should be a rock band name.

They pulled into the town Crowley had told them to go to in the mid-afternoon. Once there Dean pulled over in an isolated spot intending to get out to get the final directions from the junk once again in his trunk.

"Leave it to me Dean-o. I'll get what we need." Gabriel said, and before Dean could move the archangel was out of the car and had the trunk up on the impala. Dean was a little pissed at Gabriel's high handed manor, but the less he had to talk to the dick Crowley the better in his mind. It took only a few minutes before Gabriel was back with exact directions to the storage unit that Crowley was using as a prison for his high value captives. At that phase Dean realised that they would be freeing more than just Kevin's mom. There was no way he was leaving anyone in Crowley's hands if he could help it. And it wasn't like he would be voiding their deal. They never said anything about anyone else Crowley had in that place after all.

And so Dean pulled his car up just down from the storage unit. He felt it was best if he didn't just drive up to the front, and whoever was guarding the prisons, with their leader in the trunk. It probably wouldn't set the right tone. Of course he had with him two angels that could smite any demons they met, but he didn't want to give Crowley any reason to go against them and he wasn't sure who would win if the king of hell called all his demons to him to get revenge, no matter how many angels he had at his side.

Once the impala was parked all the passengers got out, then Gabriel, Dean and Castiel went to collect Crowley from the trunk.

"You know you might want to take these off Squirrel, it doesn't really set the right tone." The king of hell said once he was out of the trunk holding up his handcuffed wrists.

Dean turned to look at Gabriel to see what he had to say to this. All the archangel did was put his hand on Crowley's shoulder making the king of hell flinch, which caused Deans eyebrows to raise. He hadn't known Crowley could flinch. But that was beside the point, because as soon as Gabriel had his hand on Crowley he nodded to Dean.

"Fine, but any funny business and your toast, got it?" He growled at the demon as he pulled out the key for the handcuffs from his pocket and moved to remove them.

"Oh believe me Dean. Of that I am well aware." Crowley replied, though he was looking at Gabriel as he spoke rather than the human. And Dean who was removing the handcuffs had the feeling that he was just the pawn in some battle he didn't know about and had even less a chance of understanding. He was about to question Gabriel, but one look at the archangel made him rethink that. There were certain things he really didn't need to know about after all.

Once released and with Gabriel's hand firmly on his shoulder Crowley started walking towards the storage unit, Dean and Cas flanking him with Sam behind to watch there six and Kevin in the middle. They weren't going to let the demons get the prophet after all.

And so the six of them set off to free Kevin's mom, and anyone else Crowley had in there.