Dark Yearnings

The One and Only...Sort Of

    Elena woke up from Dean shaking her. Her body was stiff from laying on the cement floor of the cell. She stretched out her arms and took Deans hand. He helped pull her up off the ground and she stared at him a moment in confusion. He held his finger to his lips for her to stay quiet, then he pointed over at Sam. They both waved her over and she followed to the corner. Sam pointed at a hole in the cement it looked like an old drain.

    "We can't fit." Sam whispered. They both stared at Elena, her eyes went wide.

    "You want me to go down there? Are you crazy?" She whispered. "Then what I am I suppose to do take on Demons myself?"

    "You can distract them for a second while we pick the lock. Trust me it'll only take fifteen seconds." Dean assured her. "Listen you don't have to, but it may be our best shot." Dean gave her a guilt ridden grin. Elena sighed.

    "Yeah, no pressure there." She whispered. She knew what she had to do. She adjusted her pony tale and sat on the ground letting her legs go into the dark pipe. Dean, Sam, and Cas watched as she prepared to climb inside.

    "Elena." Sam stopped her. She turned to face the younger hunter. His face was filled with concern. "Be careful." He smiled. She returned his smile and then looked to Dean, if she didn't make it out of this alive, she wanted to remember his face. He gave her a wink and smiled, but she could tell he was worried.

    "Fifteen seconds right." She smiled. Dean nodded, and she dropped into the darkness. He wanted to call her back but he knew, they all knew it was their only chance. The three men stared at the darkness for a moment, then they looked at each other. They were all thinking the same thing Dean ran over to the front of the cell searching the surrounding area for more drains and places she may come from. They hoped she would be able to get through the pipe an be able to break through any grate. Sam gave her the tool he made to lift the grate in the cell, but he was much stronger than Elena. Dean hoped the age of the grates would be in her favor. He began to feel anxious and filled with regret, if anything happened to her it was all on him. He didn't know if he could take losing her, he promised her he would protect her and now he's sent her on her own in a dark pipe in Hell. He ran over to the pipe and stuck his head in hoping to see her coming back. It was pitch black he couldn't even see the walls of the pipe. There was no sign or sound of Elena. Sam patted Dean on the back and nodded toward the cell door.

    "There's nothing we can do now Dean, just come through for her and pick this lock when the guard leaves." Sam replied trying to comfort his brother, but he honestly had the same concerns.

    Elena army crawled through the dark pipe she was terrified. Unable to see anything in front of her she let her imagination take over. She wondered what strange beast might come out of the pipe at her. Up until a week ago she didn't even know Hell was a literal place, who knows what lurked inside there. She tried to push the thoughts out of her head and continued to crawl humming quietly to herself. She tried to fill her head with thoughts of Dean and their first kiss. She couldn't help but smile. She started to hear voices and stopped crawling. She noticed a flicker of light a few feet ahead. She crawled quickly toward the light. There was another tunnel section leading downward, below was a grate. Elena whispered "Yes" and lowered herself down slowly. She peered through the grate into the room beyond. There was a large fireplace with a fire glowing. It was a large antique style bedroom. The room seemed to be empty. Elena pulled out the homemade tool Sam had given her. She began working on budging the grate when she heard voices. She held her breath and backed away from the grate watching through the bars.

    Katherine and Crowley entered the bedroom. Elena watched quietly as Katherine stood by a vanity watching Crowley. She had a blade in her hand that she slipped into the vanity drawer behind her back. It was apparent she didn't want Crowley to see her hide it. Elena immediately recognized the bade as Sam and Deans. She watched as Crowley walked over and embraced Katherine. They began to kiss violently and passionately, removing each others clothing as they worked their way to the bed. Elena put her hand over her eyes, but parted her fingers she wanted to look away but couldn't. It was so weird like watching herself have sex. She shrugged to herself and thought wow I look pretty hot when I'm in the heat of the moment. She sat back and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally they had finished and Crowley left the room. She watched as Katherine quickly got out of the bed and ran to the door. She peaked her head out and then shut the door again and ran to the vanity. Elena watched she pulled the blade out, concealed it and sneaked out the door.