I'm a Rose? (Dean Winchester fan fic)

This may hurt a little

**Hello Eden here. I am still experimenting with my type of story telling I would like to use, so I am trying now a first person point of view. I would like to know which of the two formats: first or third, you guys preferred. I will change the chapters to best suit the preference. Thank you and enjoy. **

I don't know what day it is. I don't know what time it is. I don't know anything, they won't tell me. That "king of hell" didn't come back, we didn't, "talk later." I screamed and yelled till my throat burned, I kicked at scratch the door until some splinters shattered off. Now two demons are outside my door not bothering to answer my screams and pleads.

I didn't want this to happen. All I wanted to do is go to medical school, do something with my life. Not to become the monster I am, not being kidnapped by a demon. I wish I never left that bunker, I wish Sam convinced Dean to keep me with them. 

"Hello darling," I whipped my head around to find the tiny king behind me. 

"What do you want?" I sit down on my bed while he sat in the chair across from me.

"I wanted to know how you knew the Winchesters?"

"Knew? Do you mean 'know'." I said crossing my arms.

"Fine, how do you know San and Dean?" He leaned back.

"Ask away, I will give you the same answer, Screw you," I stared at him. I don't care what he does, he can't hurt me.

"Fine, be that way. You will help me. In two ways, getting the Winchesters and killing them," he grinned. Little did he know that I can't kill humans and even if I could I would be dead way before I could hurt the one I'm hurting.

Dean P.O.V

"Son of a bitch," I yelled, the front table was knocked to the ground making a mess. There was no forced entrance and it reeks with sulfur. Crowley.

"Dean calm down. We will get her." Sam tried to calm me down. But he took her. What does he want with her?

"Dean,"  Cas put his hand on my shoulder. I took a breath and said, "Let's get this British bitch."

"Dean, he won't be able to hurt her anyway. Let's think. Calm down before we get our self in a much deeper hole," Sam looked around finding two teas sitting down, not even touched.

"She made tea for him. She sat down and talked to him," Sam thought out loud.

"What?" I snapped my head around.

"She just made tea. Was she not afraid or too scared?"

"I don't like this," I stared at the cup. For some reason it sent shivers down my spine.

"Cas, how do we find him?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. I can't seem to track him."

"I guess we have to wait till something pops up," Sam shrugged.

"No, we need to find him now!" I yelled. Sam looked at me with concern but his face also says 'patience.' I just stormed off. Sam and Cas looked at each other and followed suit. We hopped into the car and drove off.

Now that we finally reached the bunker we all settled around the table with my head in my hands, Cas thinking straight across from me, and Sam on his computer. Twenty minutes passed when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I asked looking between Sam and Cas.

"Hello squirrel," a British voice said on the other end.

"Where is she you son of a witch or should I say bitch?"

"Straight to questions. No, how are you? What's going on in your life?" Crowley voice was soft.

"Where is she?" My voice was getting harsh and deep. There was a muffle through the phone

"Dean?" Kayleigh voice was quiet.

"Kayleigh?" I then put the phone on speaker so Sam and Cas and hear.

"Go the coordinates in twenty," she was oddly calm.

"What coordinates?"

"The one he texted you,"

"Ok," the line went dead. "Kayleigh? Kayleigh!" Dead silence. I hung up and slammed the phone on the table. In defeat I looked down and saw the handcuffs Kayleigh was in earlier. He can't hurt her. This has to be a hoax. This is a trap.

"Guys, this is a trap. He wants use to find her. He is using her," I said looking a Cas and Sam.

"What do you mean?" Cas looked confused and Sam clicked on.

"He can't hurt her so he is using her to get use to kill us," Sam explained Crowleys plan.

"But we can't sit here and wait till he is bored of her." I slouched in the chair defeated.

"Then we won't," Sam's eyes lit up like a light bulb ignited in his head.

Kayleigh's P.O.V

That devil left about half hour ago leaving me back in this silent room. I didn't give up and continue to yell. I figured if I screamed too loud or too long they will get annoyed and let me go. But I was horribly mistaken. The door then opened.

"Finally answered but screams," I said but the two black dressed demons just stared at me as they walked closer.

"What are you doing?" I asked but they didn't listen and grabbed both of my arms and began to drag me out. I tried to stop them. I dragged mt heals on the floor. I clawed and bit and yelled but their grip just tightened. They dragged me to a dark room and sat me down in a chair.

"Way to handle your guest." I said.

They began to strap my wrists to the chair.

"What are you doing," I yelled but nothing came out of the two men. I tried to protest but they won and I was helpless.

"Hello darling," The baster chirped.

"All you had to do was asked," I sarcastically said at him as I wiggle on the leather straps.

"I just what to know you better."

"How?" I asked  staring him in the eyes.

"I want to know how much you'll take before you crumble. Because to be friends with the Winchesters you must but special."

"You have no idea," I whispered.

I saw him walk over behind me out of my eye sight. All I can here was metal against metal until the banging stopped. He came back into view to hold and small but sharp knife.

"This may sting a little."