Welcome To Fatherhood (SPN/TW)

Chapter 18

*3rd Person* 

         Its been a week since Crowley has taken Stiles and Liam to hell. 
They are in the same room they arrived in with Liam still tied to the chair, Stiles pulling the silver knife from his stomach watching as the wound struggled to heal. "S-Stiles, stop." Liam whimpered looking into Stiles' eyes, what scared him most was he seen no remorse, Stiles just plunged the knife into Liams knee listening as Liam let out a howl of pain. Crowley stood by with a smirk and his hands in his pockets, he walked forward laying a hand on Stiles' shoulder stopping the boy. 

      The knife still in Liams knee Stiles turned looking at Crowley with a blank face. "You don't know what you're doing." Liam struggled to let out, Crowley turned to him with a raised eyebrow. "I know exactly what im doing." He replied to the werewolf who shook his head. "Im breaking him." Crowley stated stepping back with a motion of his hand telling him to continue. 

      Stiles grabbed another knife and plunged it into Liams other knee causing him to scream/howl in pain. 

-Earth- 

        Dean and Sam arrived back at the bunker annoyed that they went all that way for no case. 
Turns out it was just some creep kidnapping people and it was just storming, but at least they caught the guy and handed him over to the police and the girls were taken back to their families. "Stiles! Liam! We're back!" Dean shouted walking down the steps and over to the whiskey pouring a glass. As he was about to take a drink he noticed how it was oddly quiet, looking over at his brother he noticed he must be thinking the same thing. Setting down the glass he walked over to Sam. "Does it seem quiet to you?" He asked lowly, Sam nodded slowly. "Too quiet." 

      They walked toward Liam and Stiles' rooms opening the doors seeing they werent in there. 
Beginning to get worried they checked the whole place not finding them. With a clenched jaw Dean ran a hand through his hair as a sign of worry and stress. "Where the hell could they be?" He asked through a clenched jaw. Neither of the brothers heard Castiel arrive until he began speaking. "Dean.." They whipped around startled by the angels sudden appearance. "Yeah cas?" Dean asked looking at the angel suddenly seeing his slouched shoulders. "Whats wrong?" He asked, the angel swallowed thickly unsure of how to say this. "I-" Castiel began to speak but cut himself off annoying Dean more. "What is it Cas?" Dean asked more forcefully. "Stiles called to me after you and Sam left...." He trailed off looking between the brothers who waited for him to continue. "And they asked me to take them back to beacon hills-" "You didn't though. Right?" Sam jumped in with his puppy look, Dean knew immediately what the answer was when Cas looked down. "God dammit Cas!" Dean growled standing up. 

     "You're taking us there. Now." He demanded, Cas looked at him sadly causing Deans face to soften a little but not fully. "What?" He asked slowly. "T-They're not there... You called me and i had to leave them to come.... and when i got there, they were gone." Castiel explained, Sam got up this time and walked around the table standing next to his brother. "Cas, what are you not telling us." "When i got there, the alpha was looking for them and there was sulfur on the gr-" Before he could even finish Dean interrupted with a dark glare. "You're telling me, you took me son and my nephew to the place where they were in the most danger and demons took them?" Castiel looked at Dean with slightly eyes wide, he's never seen Dean this pissed except when he had the mark of cain. 

       Saying nothing Castiel nodded. "You're taking us to Beacon Hills Castiel." 
Castiel just nodded as the brothers packed somethings before flashing the three of them outside of the Hale household where he found the sulfur. "Dean." Sam said bending down noticing the sulfur first. 

      With a clenched jaw Dean turned around walking up to the house walking in not caring, he entered the living room seeing the pack there looking worried, they noticed him and Scott looked at him worriedly as he flipped a table and pulled out spray paint, painting a devils trap. 

      "Cas get the summoning ingredients." He ordered lowly not turning around, Castiel said nothing and left to get the right things. "Dean what are you doing, you dont even know what dem-" Dean stood up turning to look at his brother and stated. "You know damn well who it was." He growled pointing at him, Sam sighed looking down just as Castiel popped back in with the things they need. 

     After setting everything up Dean said the ritual before lighting a match tossing it into the bowl and waited. "What are you doing?" Lydia asked, Dean looked at her about to answer until he heard Crowleys voice. "Ah, what must i do the pleasure?" Glaring at Crowley he pulled out an angel blade showing him he wasn't fucking around. "Where are they?" He asked with a slight growl to his voice. "Im sorry, you're going to have to be most specific." Crowley smirked, clenching his jaw Dean stabbed crowleys leg causing the demon to hiss in pain. "Where are they Crowley." He asked once again as he pulled the blade out. 

        Letting out a deep chuckle Crowley looked up from his leg with a smirk.
"Hell Dean, dont you remember how much fun you had down there? I can guarantee your boys are having just as much." He paused turning to Sam. "Well, Stiles is, Liams not doing so well." 

     Scott let out a growl walking up to the demon. "Bring my friends back or ill make you regret it." Crowley tsked his tongue as he began walking around the devils trap. "I could..." He trailed off looking at everyone in the room. "But i dont want too, im having too much fun, not much happens in hell unless you got a couple of Winchesters for entertainment." He chuckled to himself. 

       Dean was about to stab him again when a scream was heard causing everyone to look and see Isaacs leg bleeding. "Hellhounds." Sam stated looking at Crowley who shrugged. "Let me out or ill have you all dead before you can even get out of the house." Dean stood his ground glaring at the demon infront of him, it was Sam who walked up bending down flipping his knife open scratching the paint to the devils trap allowing Crowley freedom. "Until next time boys." With that the hellhound and the demon were gone. "Why would you let him go?" Dean asked glaring at his brother who looked at him with a sad look. "Because, we're not going to risk the life of all these kids Dean, i understand how you feel, believe me, but you cant let it get to your head." Sam explained, Deans face softened as he looked down gripping the angel blade tightly. 

     "We'll get them back Dean." It was Castiel this time who stated determinedly laying a hand on Deans shoulder who looked back at him with surprising broken and lost eyes. "We'll help." Lydias voice rang through the room causing all eyes to settle on her. "Yeah." Allison agreed. "They're our bestfriends, we would never give up a chance to help them." She stated. 

        "They're lucky to have friends like you guys." Sam gave them a small smile, the pack smiled back. "Where do we start?" Scott asked looking at the brothers. "We're going to hell."