Cassandra | d. winchester [1]

ELEVEN

The trio stood outside of an abandoned warehouse in a small town in Nebraska. Cassandra shivered from the cold, her winter jacket doing almost nothing to keep the bitterness from seeping into her bones. She was still learning how to fight, and she was nervous as hell. Dean handed her a gun and told her to keep her hand on it and if she had to, shoot first. Don't hesitate and run. They'll be right behind her. They knew Crowley would have other demons waiting for them, they weren't stupid. Sam had hacked into Tiffany's phone only to discover that it was left at this warehouse like Crowley wanted them to find them. Therefore, all three knew it was a trap. Cassandra was antsy and Dean told her originally that he wanted her to sit this out and she fought tooth and nail. The girl was as stubborn as him and it pissed him off. Cassandra glared daggers at the building, the snow starting to fall as Sam and Dean slowly made their way towards it, guns raised and caution in their steps. Dean took the lead, his little brother and his girl behind him. They crept on the concrete, their boots not making a sound as they slipped inside the building, the air tense. 

Unknown to them, a demon came around the corner and Dean reacted, grabbing his color and tossing him against the wall and stabbing the blade into him, not even giving him the chance to say something smart. Cassandra and Sam kept going, Sam ushering her behind him. She grabbed out the demon knife Dean had given her and held that instead, her gaze stone cold. She was scared, but her anger wormed its way through her veins and the adrenaline helped her compartmentalize her fear. She was getting her best friend back even if it killed her. Dean was a tad bit worried about her, but he shut that part off and focused on the job at hand. Three more demons came around the corner and suddenly stopped as the trio came to a standoff in the hallway. A demon that was wearing the meatsuit of a lawyer stepped forward and gave Cassandra a sick grin. 

"Well, aren't you Winchesters just stupid? Bringing her here when you know Crowley wants her."

Cassandra gripped the knife, and they kept her behind them. Dean had an icy glare on his face as did Sam. 

"Where's Tiffany?" Dean demanded. 

"Oh her. Yeah, Crowley's having some fun with her - well, his demons are." 

Cassandra felt sick and she swallowed as Dean gripped his gun harder. Sam did also, glaring. Cassandra let out a surprise yelp when she was shoved forward into the brothers, making them both let out a grunt and drop their guns, stumbling forward. Cassandra is grabbed and she screamed as she gets dragged forward towards the demons while the brothers are shoved against the wall tightly. Dean screamed her name and Sam let out a grunt when he gets hit in the face. She thrashes around and elbows the demon, startling it. It loosens its grip on her and she whips the knife out and uses every ounce of strength she has and plunges it into the demon. She watches as the life leaves its eyes and she gasps as the body falls and she freezes. 

She just killed for the first time ever. She just did something that no one should ever do or have to do. Dean yells at her to run and she tries, but her legs are frozen, and she's grabbed again. He did tell her she wasn't ready, but she was as stubborn as a mule. Dean was mad now and he punched the demon hard before killing it and helping out Sam and they took off after Cassandra as she was dragged away by the last few demons. She kicked and screamed and thrashed around and the demons were getting pissed at her. 

"WOULD YOU QUIT IT?!!"

One finally knocked her aside the head and she was out. Dean and Sam weren't too far behind them and when her screams stopped, they ran faster and caught up, grabbing another and throwing it against the wall before stabbing it. 

"My God, you two are like roaches!" Crowley's voiced boomed and all of them froze. He came waltzing and eyed a knocked-out Cassandra as the demon carried her. He raised his brows.