The Winchester Brothers

CHAPTER 7

We took his car and have been driving for about 15 minutes and neither of us have said a word. His eyes were no longer black. When I look at him I feel safe, because all I see is Sam. But then I have to remind myself that it's not him, it's a demon possessing him. But also that he is still in there. This whole demon thing is confusing.
"So." He said as we turned on to a dirt road. He slowed down and pulled off to the side. He put the car in park and turned his body to face me. "Jess." Why did we stop? What was he going to do? "Since we know what these Winchester's are capable of, we know that there is a high chance that you will all get out alive." People started walking up to the car.
"What's going on?"
"We don't want you to be able to tell them where we were if you all get out of here. So..." Then my door was openned, I turned to see who it was. It was a woman with black eyes. As I had my back turned to Sam, he grabbed my arms keeping me trapped in my seat.
"Hey!" I tried to break his grip but I couldn't. I turned to see what the woman was doing and she stuck a needle in my arm. Sam let go, and everything went fuzzy.
"It's just a safety procotion." He smiled, then everything went black.

"Jess." Was that Dean? Everything was still black, but my eyes were open. The air smelt terrible. "Jess, you awake?" I'm sitting and my arms seem to be tied behind my back. I tried to move my feet but they wouldn't budge. I can feel the blindfold on my face.
"Dean?"
"Ya. Yes. It's me." His words sound rushed.
"Dean what's going on?" I hate not being able to see. I start to breathing really quickly.
"Jess. Jess, calm down." Hearing his voice helped, but the tone it was in didn't. It still sounds rushed, like we don't have much time. Maybe we don't! Now I'm just freaking myself out. I focus on being calm and my breathing slows down.
"Dean, where are we?"
"I don't know. But I can see. The room has one door, no windows, and..." He didn't finish his sentence.
"And what? Dean what is there?"
"And some dead people."
"Oh my god!" My breathing sped up again. That's what I smelt when I first woke up. Oh god, what kind of place is this.
"Jess. It's okay-"
"We're surrounded by dead people Dean! Dead people! We are far from okay!"
"Well then it will be okay...Eventually." How is he so calm! Oh that's right I forgot, he apearentally does this for a living! I hear the door creek open. Someone walks in. "Where's Sam?" Dean asked.
"Don't worry Dean. We won't hurt your little brother." A man's voice replies. Oh my god, I almost forgot that they were brothers. Wait, Sam's the younger one? But he's so tall. "Well actually, maybe just his meat suit."
"You son of a bitch!"
"Oh, now Dean. Is that anyway to treat your host." He laughed. If there's one thing I noticed is that demon's are full of sass.
"What do you want with us, Crowley?"
"Her, nothing. She's just hear to help persuade your answer."
"Answer to what?"
"Let's bring in Sam and talk about it like one big happy family, shall we." I imagined him smiling after this. I could hear his footsteps and then the door opened. "Ah there he is."
"Sam." Dean's tone changed into concern. The man's, or I guess, Crowley's footsteps grew louder. He stood behind me. "Now. Let's talk business." The blindfold was pulled down off my eyes.

I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the light. Dean was tied to a chair in front of me, and Sam was being tied to one. One guy was tieing his hands behind the back of the chair, while another was tieing one of his ankles to each of the front chair legs. His eyes were full of tears, one was bruised, his face was covered in blood that had tear streaks going through them. He would occasionally shake. He was staring at me, I couldn't stand looking at him because when I did, it made me feel like this was all my fault. But how could it be?
"Aw, why so quiet?" Crowley was enjoying this way too much. "Oh that's right. I almost forgot. Our little, person of persuasion here, was dating both of you at the same time." He leaned down closer to my ear. "Well done dear." I moved my head away from his face. Knowing that they all knew I was dating both of them made me feel sick. The rotting bodies, that I have been avoiding, aren't helping either. Before I knew they were brothers, I wasn't proud of myself for dating them both, but now that I know, I just feel terrible.
"Can we not talk about that please." I said, looking at the ceiling. I couldn't look at either of them right now.
"Alright. Let's talk about what we're really here for." Crowley said from behind me. The other two guys were standing behind Sam and Dean.
"And what's that?" Dean said. We looked at each other then I quickly moved my eyes elsewhere.
"We need you and your brother to kill a certain demon for us."
"Since when can't you son's of bitches can't kill one of your own?" Dean smiled after he said this.
"Well you see, we need you to do it because you have the one thing that can kill her."
"What's that?"
"Well technically it can't kill her unless you bare the mark of Cain first."
"The First Blade." Sam's voice was raspy.
"He speaks." Crowley said so cheerfully. He made me sick too.
"Why would either of us ever get that mark?" I was surprised Sam could even talk, his voice was so bad.
"Well that's why she's here." They both looked at me. One of the guys behind them brought a gun out from behind his back. He walked it over to Crowley, then went back behind Dean. I heard the click of the bullet being loaded, and then felt the muzzle of the gun press against the back of my head.
"Woah, Woah. Hey, wait." Dean was panicked, so was I, but Sam just kind of stared at me. He stared at me like I was already dead. For the second time tonight I had a gun pressed against my head. "How can we even be sure that we'll be able to get the mark of Cain."
"Dean." Sam moved his eyes to Dean as he said this. Was he trying to stop Dean from saving me? I know he was tortured and that his heart was probably broken because he just found out that I was dating his brother but still. I don't want to die!
"No Sam. I am not going to let her die. The moment I knew I liked her I promised myself to keep her safe and out of the life. She doesn't deserve this." Dean looked at me.
"I'm in tears." Crowley's level of sarcasm was too high for me right now.
"Why don't you get one of your black eyed minions to do it for you?" Sam asked.
"Because, to bare the mark of Cain, you have to be worthy of it. You have to be able to keep up with its needs. It will always want to kill, it's in its nature. And if you can't keep control of that, then you will kill anything in your way. And my demons are too weak for that." The two demons standing behind Sam and Dean looked at each other.
"But you two. Well you both have been to Hell and back. Dean, torn to shreds by a hell hound, and Sam, possessed by the Devil himself. If those don't say sign me up then I don't know what will."
"No." Sam said as he leaned forward.
"Okay then. Let's see how pretty she looks with a hole in her head."
"No! Please!" I begged. Tears running down my face.
"Dont!" Dean struggled with the ropes behind his back. "I'll do it!"
"What!?" Sam was surprised by Dean's words.
"Oh. It seems as though we have a dilemma. One brother wants to save the girl, and the other doesn't." I could feel the gun shift on my head. Their faces were blury because of the tears in my eyes.
"Sorry boys, but I need one answer."
"You only need one of us to do it. So I'll do it." Dean kept trying to get free from the ropes.
"Dean no."
"Why not Sam? Clearly they want this demon dead so why wouldn't we. And if doing it will save her then I'll do it." The more Crowley moved the gun on my head the more tears fell from my eyes.
"But doing it will also give you the mark of Cain."
"You don't think I know that. I will not let her die, Sam. I won't."
"No Dean. I'm not gonna let you-"
"But you'll let her die!" Just as Dean finished yelling I felt the gun leave my head. Crowley fired a shot at the ceiling. I screamed, and the guys just looked over like it was nothing. It really made me wonder how firmiliar they were with the sound of a gun shot.
"Okay. Now that I've got your attention. This is taking a bit longer than I wanted it to. So, I'm going to count down from five and if I don't hear the one answer I want, then I'm going to put a bullet in her head. Five." He reloaded the gun. "Four." He pressed it against my head again.
"Please!" I begged.
"You son of a bitch! I already said I would do it!" Dean tried to give him what he wanted, but he wouldn't stop.
"Dean." I know I was dating his brother but did Sam really hate me that much that he would let me die!
"Three." Crowley kept counting down. Tears were flowing down my face. My throat was dry but I kept screaming, begging for him not to shoot.
"Please don't! He already said he would do it! Please!" I tried to get my hands free but it was no use.
"Two." Sam looked at me. Dean kept yelling that he would do it. "One."
I screamed, waiting for the bullet that would be unloaded into my head, but it never came. I must have been screaming louder than I thought I was because Sam had said something that I didn't hear.
"Wait." He, I'm assuming, repeated himself so that he didn't have to shout over my screaming. Dean and I were both looking at him now. "I know what this mark will do to you Dean. I've read all about it in one of Bobby's books. And if you really want to go through with this then...Then do it." Dean looked behind me at Crowley, then brought his eyes down to mine. Sam and I locked eyes, just as one last tear fell from my eye. I looked away, at one of the dead bodies on the ground. I avoided looking at them till now. I would way rather look at a dead, rotting body, than Sam right now.
"Finally." Crowley said as he removed the gun from my head. "We have no time to waste, get them to Cain as soon as possible." Crowley said to the two guys by the door as he left. The two guys nodded then each untied Sam and Dean. Dean immediately rushed over and untied me. The second I was free I fell into his arms. I just needed someone to hug, and comfort me. He wrapped his arms around me and I started to cry again. I was still freaked out about having a gun pressed against my head, and how Sam was just going to let me be shot. He kissed the top of my head. I squeezed my arms around him tighter.
"Jess. It's okay now." He tried to comfort me with words. I didn't want words, I just wanted to stay in his arms.
"Jess I-" Sam tried to speak.
"Not now Sam." Dean cut him off. Good too, because I really didn't want to hear anything from him right now.

I thought they would be mad when they found out that I was dating them both, but I never thought they would want me dead. But clearly I was wrong... about Sam at least.
"We need to go." One of the guys at the door said.
"Fine." Sam said, then I heard his footsteps get quieter as he left. I stayed in Dean's arms until the two guys came over and pulled us away from each other.
"Dean!" I shouted as one guy pulled me back.
"Let go of me you bitch!" Dean shouted. He got one arm free and punched the guy. He fell to the ground, then Dean was thrown across the room by nothing. Crowley walked in with his hand up. Was he holding Dean against the wall? How? He was across the room from him. I guess there's more to demons then just black eyes, no manners, and sass.
"Don't worry Dean. We're just going to keep her with us until you get the mark. To ensure that the deal goes to plan." He said, then I felt a needle go into my arm.
"Jess!" I heard Dean yell before everything went black.