Family Remains

"Me For Him"

"Madeline," I growled, raising my gun to her head.

Dean copied me but aimed at her heart. Both of our guns full of rock salt bullets, they may not kill her but they'll at least hurt the hell out of her.

"Well, well, well," Madeline said, grinning up at the two of us. "If it isn't Ashley and the lost little puppy that follows her around."

I narrowed my eyes at her, unlocking my gun.

"Well, well, well," Dean said, mocking her. "Isn't it the bitch that terrorizes innocent people."

Madeline scoffed and crossed one leg over the other, getting more comfortable in the chair.

"Sure I'm a bitch but at least I'm a bitch who does it right," She said.

I shook my head at her, a small scoff of my own passing my lips.

"Hmmm," She hummed, pressing her lips together. "I wonder where Sammy is?"

My lips parted.

"What did you do with Sammy?" I questioned before Dean could.

She slowly raised one finger, smirking while she did, and snapped her fingers together.

"What d-" Dean started but a muffled sound came from behind us.

Turning around I saw two people come in with a struggling Sam between them. His hands were bound behind him and his mouth duct-taped.

"Sammy!" Dean shouted.

Sam tried talking but it was only muffled sounds.

"Let him go," Dean warned, pressing the barrel of his gun to her chest over her heart.

"On one condition," She countered quickly.

"No dice," Dean said, shaking his head.

"You don't even know what it is," She said, faking hurt.

"I don't care," Dean snapped. "I won't need one, I'll just start shooting."

Madeline shook her head.

"They'll kill him before you could blink," She told him.

A low growl like sound came from the back of Dean's throat as he cocked his gun.

"What's the condition?" I asked.

"Ash!" Dean said loudly.

"What?" I asked. "We were getting nowhere."

"I don't care, we are not making a deal with a demon," Dean said, looking over at me, back at Sam, and then at Madeline.

Madeline shook her head.

"Not a deal, a condition," She clarified.

"What's the condition?" I repeated.

"Don't come looking for us," She told me, staring into my eyes. "We'll give you Sam and we'll leave, and you don't come for us...at all."

Dean shook his head.

"No," Dean said.

"Why?" She asked, sounding confused over a great condition like that.

"One, you've been the one hunting us and two, no, I'm not letting you leave when you can hurt more innocent people," Dean explained.

"I won't hunt you anymore or hurt anyone," She promised.

"Liar," I stated bluntly.

"Am not," She said, looking at me like I was crazy.

Then she started laughing a little.