Claws & .45's

Chapter Two

Sam shifted in the chair wincing at the knotted muscle in his neck "geez" he huffed out glancing around the room. He looked over to Ice who softy snoring and to the made empty bed. Dean walked into the room with coffee and a big grin on his face "Morning Sammy" he said cheerily.

Ice stirred at the sound of Deans voice. Jolting up as her injured hand was cramped and swollen. "Damn, I really gotta stop hurting myself" She blushed when she saw dean, images of last night filtering in through her mind. Dean smiled broadly at her and did a subtly wink once Sam's back was turned "remind me not to work so late" he said stifling a yawn.

"Hey Dean" she grinned "Don't work so late" She joked to Sam and winked back when sam couldn't see, God she was a SmartAss.

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Unknown point of view:
The humans bustled about their business as I pulled up to a dingy motel, I tracked the hunters scent to here which was pretty faint now maybe hours old even. He smiled deviously as a familiar scent was stronger then the others. 'Winchester stench.' Stryker tightened his hold on his Harley, anger filled him. Glad his dark shades covered his now yellow eyes. He pulled out of the lot and back to continue a new plan.

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Dean handed a grumpy Sam his coffee and the last to Ice, "find anything interesting lastnight grumpy?" He joked to his little brother as Ice gathered her things to take a shower.

Sam frowned "Whatever Dean. But I did find something even more interesting" Sam goes to the computer and opens a file on demons he was studying. "Hmm" Dean says while studying the screen.

The water clicked on and she sighed. Fog starting to fill the small bathroom. Taking off her shirt. "Cross road demons?" Dean asked Sam curiously.

Ice sighed, running her hand over the mirror. Jumping and whipping around because she saw a relfecttion in the behind her. She was greeted with sheer blackness as something hard hit her in the head. The demon heaven her over its shoulder and vanished.

Sam finished the contents in his cup and replied "Yes" as he pointed to the screen he read out "they make deals for the human soul to take to hell. When their soul is taken they die and become a demon".

"Hm," Dean said distracted by his thoughts "uh sure I'll pack up and we'll head out, just get Ice and I'll fill up the car." Dean said gathering the bags.

Sam gets up from the chair "God women you take forever in the shower" he mumbles as he walks towards the bathroom door. It creeks open with a gentle tap of Sam's knuckles to the shower still running, empty except her shirt on the floor and a strong scent of sulfur.

"What's wrong?" Dean stood in the open doorway of the motel room looking at Sam. "She is gone!" Sam scratched his head confused with the dilemma.

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The Demon dropped Ice's unconscious form at Strykers feet
"Sir" the demon bowed his head.
"I'll call if I need you." Stryker said with a wave of his hand and a smile on his face.

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"Son of a bitch!" Dean kicked the bed angrily. "What do we do now Dean? God only knows where she can be. Someone had to have been following us" *looks towards Dean* "Did you guys get close in any way?" Sam questioned while looking his brother in the eyes.

"Uh, yeah you could say that" Dean rubbed the back of his neck and looked away from Sam's gaze. "I'm guessing by the sulfur Crowley might have a clue" he turned to Sam.

~•Meanwhile•~

Stryker smiled sinisterly as the small woman came awake "so your the winchesters new pet?" He asked with amusement in his eyes. She was tide to a long table in an old building, hands bound above her head and feet tied spread apart.