Red ⇢ Sam Winchester (sequel to Half-Blood) | "complete"

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Elliot

The bright light and soothing air around me is what woke me up. I was confused, this isn't my room in Hell, where am I?

I sat up and looked around, the sky was bright blue all around and not a cloud in the sky. It's been years since I've seen the sky, sunlight felt good. Sure I had gone outside, only at night, and only while Crowley was by my side.

Crowley.

The man who I had become increasingly close to, he had been my best friend. Of course we never had a relationship of any sort, he figured it'd be wrong. He had to be how I had gotten out of Hell, but why?

I didn't know where I was, and I was slightly confused. I felt around in my pocket and found a phone, my phone. It didn't have any numbers in it aside from Crowley's and my home phone's, but it had one text.

Crowley: Have fun topside. You're in Ohio. The Winchesters are somewhere near by.

I looked around, Ohio? I've only been here one other time, on a hunt, obviously. This does't look like anywhere I've seen in Ohio. It's a big city. Columbus maybe? If Crowley put me here, I don't know why he wouldn't put me somewhere more...isolated, or somewhere that there would be some tell-tale signs of the Winchesters.

I sighed, I have no idea where the boys would be. Looking around, I spot a motel. I guess I might as well start there, as it is better than any other lead that I have.

"How may I help you, miss?" The smiley boy at the front desks asks.

"Have you seen two men here? One looks like he's seven foot tall with long hair, and the other is short and has short hair, he probably looked and sounded kinda angry," I describe the two the best I could without using their names, since they're probably under fake ones, "They would have purchased one room, they give off the gay vibe?"

"Oh yeah! They were just here," He smiled, "Checked out about two hours ago, though. Said something about heading to Toledo."

I groaned, "Did they give you a phone number? Like, to contact them if you needed to? I'm family, and it's so important that I find them."

"Yeah," He gave me a hesitant look before he took out a piece of paper, looking at a different book, and wrote down a number, "Here you go."

"Thank you, sir. It really means a lot." I smiled at him and the walked away, pulling out my cell in the process.

My fingers were shaky as I typed in the number, and I was almost hesitant to press the call button. When I did, it seemed to have rung forever, and I couldn't take it. I was just about to hang up with the voice of my favourite Winchester answered, "Hello?"

"Sammy?" My voice was soft, I was scared, "Sammy is that you?"

"E-Elliot?" He stuttered, "How? Where are you?"

"The motel you two were just at," I replied, "I got your number from the kid at the desk. It's ridiculous how easily some people give things up,"

I heard mumbles on the other end of the phone, and Dean's shouts and Castiel's voice, "We'll be right there." And then the line went dead.

// ok so this chapter was edited June 3, 2018 for anyone who cares!