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"Shit, it's you again?" You asked when the demon or "King of Hell" showed up. "Hello, (y/n) long time no see." He said, but you only glared at him. Last time you saw him, he had slowly gauged out your eyes and left you with two fingers (the middle ones of course). Sam and Dean were prepared to fight and Castiel was debating on what he should do.
"What do you want, Crowley?" Sam demanded. "A bargaining chip," Crowley smirked, "and it looks like I'll be getting a better one than expected." It didn't take long for you to figure out what he was talking about, but it took the others quite some time.
With a grin you took a large, confident step forward. "Bargaining chip, huh? What could be so important that you need an angel or his grace for?" You knew what Crowley could do and you were well aware that when he tortured you, you had it easy. But it wasn't the time to be scared. If Crowley didn't take you, that meant he would have to take Cassy, and you weren't about to let that happen.
"Some things are best kept secret," he said in return. After taking another step forward, Dean stopped you, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" You didn't answer, though, and Castiel had to hold Dean back. Castiel knew exactly what you were doing and had to go along with it even though he wished he could do something.
"So you want my grace," you stated. The demon shook his head. "Now why would I want your grace? You're much more valuable as you are," he replied. You weren't going to back down now. "Fine then." The brothers stood shocked about what was happening in front of them. Not only were you willing to go with Crowley, but Castiel wasn't doing anything. Dean was furious with both you and Crowley.
"Just like that?" He asked, but he was more confident than anything. "Just like that." You turned around to face the three men. "Don't come looking for me." Crowley suddenly pulled a bag over your head, that you knew would not allow you to leave your vessel. You stood still as if you expected it.
There wasn't a sound as Crowley left with you, sending the Winchesters into a complete panic. "What the hell Cas?" Dean yelled. Castiel felt depressed by what had happened, but he did not regret letting you go. It was the right choice, wasn't it?
"We're going to look for (y/n), aren't we?" Sam questioned. He wasn't going to let you go, he--they needed you.
"What do you want, Crowley?" Sam demanded. "A bargaining chip," Crowley smirked, "and it looks like I'll be getting a better one than expected." It didn't take long for you to figure out what he was talking about, but it took the others quite some time.
With a grin you took a large, confident step forward. "Bargaining chip, huh? What could be so important that you need an angel or his grace for?" You knew what Crowley could do and you were well aware that when he tortured you, you had it easy. But it wasn't the time to be scared. If Crowley didn't take you, that meant he would have to take Cassy, and you weren't about to let that happen.
"Some things are best kept secret," he said in return. After taking another step forward, Dean stopped you, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" You didn't answer, though, and Castiel had to hold Dean back. Castiel knew exactly what you were doing and had to go along with it even though he wished he could do something.
"So you want my grace," you stated. The demon shook his head. "Now why would I want your grace? You're much more valuable as you are," he replied. You weren't going to back down now. "Fine then." The brothers stood shocked about what was happening in front of them. Not only were you willing to go with Crowley, but Castiel wasn't doing anything. Dean was furious with both you and Crowley.
"Just like that?" He asked, but he was more confident than anything. "Just like that." You turned around to face the three men. "Don't come looking for me." Crowley suddenly pulled a bag over your head, that you knew would not allow you to leave your vessel. You stood still as if you expected it.
There wasn't a sound as Crowley left with you, sending the Winchesters into a complete panic. "What the hell Cas?" Dean yelled. Castiel felt depressed by what had happened, but he did not regret letting you go. It was the right choice, wasn't it?
"We're going to look for (y/n), aren't we?" Sam questioned. He wasn't going to let you go, he--they needed you.
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Um, yeah. I don't know where I was going with this, but here it is! Yeah I know it's not the best (maybe because I was half asleep when I wrote it), but it could be worse I guess. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! (Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters.)
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