Pour Me Out ~ Supernatural Fanfiction

The Van Allens vs All Dogs Go To Heaven

Alayna ate a small handful of fries before dusting the salt off her hands. It was a week later, and they were only about a hundred miles south of the compound. Dean and Sam had been going back to back with cases recently which meant they were always on the road, and all Alayna wanted to do was lay in bed and watch TV. Her domestication that she had developed over the past year was really starting to bite her in the ass.

She looked over at where Dean was in a deep conversation on the phone with Bobby, then around at Karoline and Sam. The former sipping casually on a Pop while she scrolled through her phone and the latter who was flipping through a newspaper.

"You humans have the worst habits, I swear," The three at the table all jerked up to see Aurora glancing distastefully around at the meat that littered the table from their lunch.

"Oh, great, just what we needed." Alayna rolled her eyes, looking back to be equally disappointed to see Crowley beside Dean. These two were just ridiculous - and a tag team from Hell, quite literally.

"Good news, boys and girls! I've got a job for you." Crowley pulled up a chair, spun it around, and sat down by the end of the table between Karoline and Dean's open seat - and Aurora loitering just behind him. Sam dropped his fork in disgust, leaning away from the demon.

Dean sat down next to Alayna. "I'm going to say this once," the hunter growled, leaning forward. "You can take your job and shove it up your ass."

"Is that anyway to talk to your boss?" Crowley asked, voice filled with mock offense.

"You're not my boss, dickbag." Alayna reached out and put a hand on Dean's arm, calming him down. His anger wasn't helping; if anything, it only making the demon more amused.

"Dean, Dean." The King of Hell clicked his tongue. "Been through this. Quit clutching your pearls. You've been working for me for some time. Sam here longer."

"We didn't know," Sam insisted.

Karoline shook her head. "Like that makes a difference," she huffed.

Crowley nodded approvingly. "Exactly. Glad at least one of you is making sense." He turned back to Sam. "Let's be honest. You'd sell your brother for a dollar right now if you really needed a soda." Karoline didn't miss the pained expression on Dean's face at those words. Crowley continued. "Look. I'm sending you —"

"No."

"Beg pardon?" Crowley tipped his head to look at Dean.

"I've done some shady stuff in my time, but I am not doing this. No."

"Ten quid says you will." He casually reached over, touching the back of Sam's hand. The hunter cried out, pulling away, and they heard the sound the something sizzling. The hunter cradled his hand as the burning sound continued.

"You like pain, Sam? You like hell?" He turned to Dean. "You need to stop thinking of this as some sort of a deal. This is a hostage situation, you arrogant little thug. I own your brother! Do you understand me?"

"I swear, you're so dramatic." Aurora mumbled, moving around to take Sam's hand in hers, she brushed her thumb across the burn and it disappeared - she dropped the contact as soon as she fixed it. Her eyes danced around the table before landing on Dean's hard, green eyes. "You might as well as give in, Dean. You won't gain anything by resisting." Dean glared between the Angel and the Demon for several more seconds before looking away. He nodded.

"Come on, Dean, smile." When Dean didn't respond, the demon continued. "It's not that bad. Here's incentive — you bag me a live alpha, and I'll give you little Sammy's soul back, with a cherry on top."