The one who was saved >>Supernatural [1]

ATTACK THE CRIPPLED

*Mia's P.O.V*

"Renee-"

"It's Mia, King of eggheads." I interrupted. Demons flashed their black eyes and smirked, as I walked over to a couch and sat down.

"Well, Amelia. What do I owe the pleasure of your wonderful appearance." Crowley asked, ignoring my snarky remark and using my full name instead of just Mia.

"I heard you and the winchesters want Abaddon dead?" I asked.

"Why would you care?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"I care because she has tried to kill them on several occasions and I want her dead. Preferably before she kills my brothers." I said, using the term 'brothers' for Sam and Dean.

"Fine. I will help, if you want." Crowley stated. "Now what?" He asked. I held up my index finger signalling for him to wait, while I got out my phone and texted Abaddon that it had worked. Suddenly we were back in the hotel room in which I was in, before I was sent to go and fetch 'Mr. I reek of sulphur'.

"Good work, Mia." Abaddon smiled, looking at me. I smiled, but suddenly got a chill down my back.

"Is it just me or did it drop 10 degrease in here?" I asked. Abaddon and Crowley both nodded. I breathed out, and I was able to see my own breath, which was not good.

"Here ghosty, ghosty." I whispered. I reached into my back pocket and pulled out and iron ring that the winchesters and charlie had gotten me, and put it on. I looked up, to see Alana, standing behind Abaddon.

"Alana!" I shouted. Abaddon turned around to see her and was instantly thrown against a wall. She groaned in pain, as Alana stalked over to me. She was different to when we saw each other a few weeks ago. She was deathly pale and had dark circles around her eyes. Her hair looked darker than usual, and Alana's eyes only carried madness and anger in them.

"Now now, Alana," Crowley stated, standing up, and walking over to Alana and putting a hand on her shoulder. "Don't kill her just yet." He smirked at me. I looked at Alana more closely and saw that she looked like a vengeful spirit.

"She's a vengeful spirit, isn't she?" I asked, looking at Crowley.

"That ,love, is correct." He stated. I averted my eyes from his face and looked around the place for a lighter. I was wearing Alana's bracelet, so I had to burn it to make her go away. That's what Dean, Sam and Charlie said. I spotted oil and matches in Abaddon's hands, behind Crowley and Alana. Abaddon swung an iron object through Alana and she disappeared. She clicked her fingers and Crowley was sitting in a chair. Abaddon then raised a gun to his heart and shot him. He cried out in pain, as she laughed.

"Demons trap carved into the bullet. A little trick I learned from my old friend, Henry Winchester." She stated. I dashed over to the oil and matches. I also grabbed some salt. Taking off the bracelet, I threw it onto the ground, salted it, put oil on it and lit a match, setting the Bracelet on fire. Alana showed up and screamed, as she bursted into flames.

"You spend too much time around Moose, Squirrel and Red." Crowley stated.

"If only she attacked you," I remarked, folding my arms and glaring at Crowley. "You're the crippled one after all." He only glared daggers at me, not speaking a work.

Crowley glared at me, as I ate my ice cream. I sat cross legged on the one-person couch, and rolled my eyes. It had been this way for 20 minutes and I was sick of it.

"Quit staring at me!" I shouted.

"Why, little witch? I was so kind to you. Why trick me into getting me here?" He asked quietly.

I sighed, "Abaddon said that she could cure Dean of the mark if I got you here. I don't want the mark to be a burden for dean." I replied. Crowley rolled his eyes. "What? Something you wanna share with the class?" I asked sarcastically.

"Love, Abaddon tricked you." He stated.

"One, don't call me love. Two, she wouldn't lie about this, would she?" I asked, putting my ice cream down.

"I did." Abaddon's voice called, behind me. I turned around to meet her bluey/green eyes. They showed no emotion, as she came and sat down on the couch, opposite me.

"So you did lie to me."

"Yup."

"So you can't get the mark off of Dean."

"Nope. There is no cure that I know of. I don't even think there is a way to get rid of the mark." Abaddon answered honestly.

"Then why did you lie to me?" I asked, raising my voice a little.

"Because I want Dean dead. Once I'm gone, what's to stop him from coming after Crowley. Or you." She replied, still in the calm voice. Crowley showed a face of realisation, while mine showed hurt and frustration.

"Dean would never!" I cried, my eyes tearing up.

"Think about it Mia! You are exactly the type of monster dean hunts! He will come after you, because once he kills me... Once he kills me, the mark will want more. It will want dean to kill anything and everything!" Abaddon shouted. Could Dean really kill me? He could've killed me once. And if Charlie, Cas and Sam hadn't have stopped him, I wouldn't be here. So yes, dean could kill me.

"What do you need. I'll help." I said, getting up and putting my ice cream back in the freezer. Abaddon smirked, and looked at Crowley. He got up (with a bit of a struggle) and walked over to a table that had alcohol on it.

"What makes you think that I'll say yes?" He asked, pouring himself a glass of scotch. Abaddon clicked her fingers and Gavin appeared out of nowhere.

"I don't care what happens to the boy." Crowley stated. Mia rolled her eyes and abaddon smirked. Of corse he does. Gavin is his son. Mia thought. Abaddon twisted her hand and Gavin's eyes started to bleed. Mia's eyes widened, as she stepped back. "Okay, you've made your point. Now let the boy go." Crowley sighed. Told him so, Mia thought. "The day I'm free of human blood will be great." Mia heard Crowley whisper.

"Now, Crowley. I need you to play your part." Abaddon stated.

"What do you mean by that?" Mia asked curiously.

"Hush hush. Let the adults talk." Abaddon clocked her fingers and Mia was in a room. The walls were made out of some type of metal and the door looked to be bolted. She went to the wall and touched it.

"Iron." She cringed. "And the door's bolted." Mia sighed. She stood back from the door and tried a simple spell to unlock it. But it was no use. Then she remembered that she had her phone on her. "Abaddon never thought to ask." Mia smirked as she took out her phone. With a few taps of the screen, Mia's phone was now on GPS. Hopefully she would get a signal so that the winchesters could track her. Mia opened her messages and clicked on deans name. And sent a text to him.

S.O.S. Hurry. Possibly bring food.
~Sent~

Then Mia waited...