Carry On (Supernatural FF)

Chapter 3

He turned to me since we had our backs to each other. "If you wanna talk to him, call him im not a messenger," Dean grumbled. "You are." I quietly said. Dean tried to hit me on the back of my head but missed. "You do realize you missed." I giggle. "I hate you." Dean mumbled. "No, you don't. You're just saying it." I smiled sweetly. Dean hung up and told us that we were meeting Crowley somewhere. "I'll meet you there." I drove off after Dean gave me the address; as I arrived, I saw no car, so I parked and waited when I heard the familiar roaring of the Impala rolling up behind me. "Finally, im almost getting wrinkles." I said when I exited my car. "Oh, blow me." Dean grumbled. "Did I poke your ego, big brother?" I asked sarcastically. "Leave him, Kee." Sam pulled me towards him, holding me back. As we entered, cobwebs were everywhere; as we walked into the hall, Crowley was waiting for us. "Brother." I sounded annoyed and not amused to see him. "You called me an asshole." Crowley grumbled. "Cry me a river princess." I tried to say more, but Crowley interrupted me. "What happened to your neck?" he asked, pointing to my plaster. "Can we get to the point why we're here?" Sam grumbled. "Nice Digs." Dean smiled, teasing Crowley. "Im lucky to be alive. Lucifer kept me like a dog in my palace." Crowley grumbled. "Palace?" Dean and I asked at the same time. "You mean the old nuthouse." Dean added. "He kept me in a kennel." I grinned at hearing that. "He turned all my demons against me and scoured the earth, trying to find me and kill me." Crowley sounded helpless. "That's the reason you brought us here?" I asked, annoyed. "Where is this, uh, the hand of god you talked about?" Sam asked. "Im getting to that. It's your only hope to subdue Amara, matching her power." I thought for a second. "Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You are my only hope." I said with a high-pitched voice. "Stop quoting Star Wars." Crowley grumbled, annoyed. "Stop being such an asshole." I snapped back. "So?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow. "I have the Horn of Joshua." Crowley said. "The what?" I asked. "You mean like the guy who won the Battle of Jericho?" Sam asked, ignoring my question. "Crowley refused to give it to us right away since he wanted to give it in capable hands. "I will only give you the horn if you help me exorcise Lucifer out of Castiels body." Crowley asked, "You have a beef with Luci?" I asked. "You can say it like that." Crowley shrugged. "where is the horn?" Dean asked. "Safe and hidden." Crowley didn't move a facial muscle while speaking. "Even if we can exorcize Lucifer from Cas, the Cag is impenetrable. It took a spell from the book of the dammed and Rowena to spring Lucifer." Dean explained, getting frustrated. "So there is no way to help you without the book and Rowena." I exclaimed. "I didn't say it's gonna be easy?" Crowley asked. "Do you know where Rowena is?" Sam asked. "Rotting somewhere? Lucifer snapped her neck." Crowley shrugged lightly. "Great." I scoffed, frustrated. "Hang on, so we will put Lucifer back in the cage after we put Amara on Ice; otherwise, there is no Lucifer, there is no cage, and there is nothing." Crowley flapped his hands against his sides. "Oh look, it's a penguin." I whispered to Sam, but he ignored me. "He has to go." Crowley snapped loudly. "We know moron." I grumbled. "He called me Puppy and made me lick the floor." Crowley yelled. "Is this about your stupid ego? just because you got bullied in front of your demons? You're smarter than this. Come on." Dean yelled at him. "Dean, right. We must get Lucifer and put the horn into his hand to let him loose on Amara." Sam said while I quietly nodded. Sam and Dean argued about Cas and putting Lucifer in a new vessel. "You two are seriously bickering like two old bitches. Those are the terms of my deals. If Lucifers are not in the Cage, the horn stays hidden." Crowley grumbled when, all of a sudden, a loud crash came from outside. "What the hell was that?" Dean asked while I duck down. Sam, Dean, and Crowley walked towards the door, so I walked behind them outside, where lightning was swirling in the clouds and thunder was crashing. "What the hell is that?" I asked. "I think that's her." Crowley mumbled almost under his breath. We walked back inside. "So we saw what she's like when she's in a bad mood, which she has since the dawn of time." Sam grumbled. "Why are we even arguing about it? He has to go back to the Cage." Crowley grumbled when I felt something lurking around. I tugged on Sam's jacket, but he ignored it. "Tiktok Crowley, you with us?" Dean asked while I looked around the room, trying to find the person listening in on us. when I saw something but wasn't the only one when I felt Sam turn around in the same direction I turned to. "Guys." Sam yelled, but Dean and Crowley ignored him. "Guys." I yelled louder, and finally, Crowley and Dean turned around to us. A spellwork appeared on an old safe. It was a message from Rowena. "Now I know who was spying on us." I mumbled with the gut feeling confirming my suspicion. "Great Job, Mother." I grumbled sarcastically. "You're welcome." I heard a ghostly voice in my head. "Don't do that." I snapped. Sam, Dean, and Crowley drove to an old church where Rowena waited for us; I wasn't happy to see her. Sam, Dean, Crowley, and I listened while she told us how she came back to life using a hex bag.