The Winchester Sister

Chapter 5: Dying on a hunt

All you could see was Dean leaning over you, crying. You tried to tell him you'd be okay, but nothing came out. Everything faded to black, and you woke up in a dark room. "UH... HELLO?! ANYBODY IN HERE?" You yelled, hoping someone would find you and tell you where you were. A few seconds later you heard a raspy voice with an accent. "Hello darling. Welcome to hell." You looked up, searching for their face, when the lights came on. "What the hell?! Crowley?!" Crowley smiled, and moved closer. "You, y/n. I want you to be my queen." You raised an eyebrow. "Of hell?! HELL NO!" You giggled at your pun, and attempted to free yourself. "Don't fight it, y/n. I can make you a deal. I'll allow you to spend half of the year on earth with your brothers, if in turn, you'll be my queen. And you'll be alive again. Think of all the fun you would have, y/n. Do we have a deal?" You shrugged. "Sure." He snapped his fingers, and you were free. "Can I go see my brothers and tell them I'm okay now?" "Yes, y/n, and I'll come get you in half a year." You smiled, and Crowley took you to the bunker. You walked in, yelling for Sam and Dean. "SAM!!! DEAN!!! I'M HOME!!!" You yelled, and they came running. "Y/N? I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!?" Dean was shocked. Sam looked at you. "What did you do to come back?!" You told the boys to sit down. " I was in hell when I woke up. Crowley tried to convince me to make a deal with him, in order for me to be able to come back and see you guys." Sam gave you a concerned look. "What was the deal, y/n? Did you sell your soul?" You shook your head. "I agreed to be the queen of hell. And I spend half the year in hell, half on earth with you guys." You frowned. "I had to do it. You guys would get yourselves killed without me." Dean stayed silent. "Dean, say something!!" "How could you do this, y/n? We love having you back, but you being the queen of hell? I can't bring myself to think of that." You looked down. " I know. But we need to have fun together, before my 6 months up here is over." Sam thought it over. "So, y/n, you have to spend half of each year in hell and the other half with us?" You nodded. "I just explained that... But whatever. Let's go get some pie and search for a hunt."

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