She's Broken (Castiel X Reader{Self-harm})

Chapter 7

-1st Person P.O.V.-
Sam's P.O.V.
(Sorry I don't really do much in Sam's P.O.V. I just don't think I'll do very good at it but I'll try it out, sorry if it's not that good lol)

  (Y/N) was sleeping in her room when me, Dean, and Castiel went to get Crowley. The real reason those demons were at that bar was because (Y/N) was in town. They were beginning to circle the town when I talked to Dean about letting her come so she could practice and so the demons could see what she could do.

  We were at an old abandoned building so when we'd summon him he'd be away from (Y/N). We had a large Devils trap on the ceiling to trap Crowley. Dean had brought the handcuffs etched with different anti-supernatural runes, that can bind a supernatural being, and make them powerless.

For the ritual we were going to use to summon Crowley required several ingredients. Interestingly, the ritual requires the use of a sigil very similar to Azazel's. Lit candles must also be aligned with the sigil. A bowl of several mixed ingredients along with my blood, since I was summoning. I then set the bowl on fire with a matchstick. Several quiet moments passed by before Crowley had popped in in front of me.

"Hello boys." Crowley stood with his hands inside the pockets of his black long coat. He looked up at the Devils trap he stood inside. "Really?"

"Yes, Crowley." Dean grumbled.

"Why are you sending demons after (Y/N)?!" Castiel asked, getting straight to the point.

"Calm down, kitten. I'm not sending demons after her." Crowley looked confused for a single moment.

"Then why are they following her?" I asked quickly.

"Look, boys I did not send anyone. I know she used to be an angel but she has no grace, she'd be useless to me even if I did want her." Crowley's scratchy voice rang out.

"Don't act stupid, Crowley!" Castiel took a small step forward as he spoke out.

"I'm not acting! I would tell you idiots if I was sending demons after her." Crowley took a deep breath.

"Then who is?" Dean asked with confidence.

"I don't know." Crowley growled out, tired of all the questions.

  "You have to know something." I couldn't just accept an 'I don't know' from him, he has to know something.

  "All I know is that Abbadon's old helper wants to be king-- Er, Queen of hell." Crowley slightly narrowed his eyes at Dean.

"Who?" I asked, my voice slightly rising.

"Amy, she's hell bent on being Queen of hell," he paused for a brief moment, "I hope you know I would have answered your silly questions without being tied down." He motioned to the Devils trap above him once more.

Reader's P.O.V.

   I rolled over on the bed, I don't want to get up but I better get cleaned up and try to at least walk. I sat up and set my bare feet on the floor. Taking a deep breath, I pushed myself up. Luckily I had more balance than before. I was still a little wobbly but i can manage.

Leaning into the wall for support, I walked into the front room. Where are the boys?

  "Sam? Dean?" Maybe they went on a hunt, but they would have left Castiel to either watch me or keep him from hunting. "Cas?"

  No response. Huh, maybe I should just get cleaned up. Just as I turned to head to the bathroom, the front door opened and the boys stepped inside with Crowley, who had a bag over his head and handcuffed.

  "What are you doing with him?" I asked, I could tell it was him from his clothing and the fact that they wouldn't bring some ragtag demon in.

  "Don't worry about it, (Y/N)." Castiel stated as he made his way towards the table. Dean and Sam began to take Crowley to the room that was basically a hidden prison cell for supernatural beings.

  "Is this about me? I know demons are after me but still—" I trailed off, not really knowing where I was going with it. Castiel just leaned into the table and sighed loudly. After a few moments of silence passed I spoke up, "Fine, I'll ask Sam or Dean."

  "You should be resting." His soft, gravely voice reached my ears, softening my gaze towards him.

  "Tell me what's going on, Cas." I practically barked the order at him but I had a right to know.

  "We're just taking him for questioning, nothing big." He shrugged.

  "About what?"

  "Just simple questions, we believe that he's been sending demons after you but now he's saying that a demon named Amy wants to rule hell and that she might be the one sending them." Castiel stated calmly.

  "Alright, now was that worth so much nagging?"

  "C'mon." Castiel smiled gently as he went to assist me in walking back to my room.

  "No." I shoved him away, causing me to lose balance. Shutting my eyes, bracing for the impact of the floor. But instead I'm caught by warm arms, when I open my eyes and look up i notice it's Dean. "Thanks, Dean."

  "No prob—" He began but I cut him off as he picked me up and began headed towards my room.

  "Put me down!" I almost shouted, "I can walk perfectly fine," I grumbled.

  "Right." He mumbled before carefully setting me down. Fairly wobbly, I began walking towards my room. I'm going to talk to Crowley tonight, I need to know what's really going on, Cas might have not told me the whole truth.