No Longer Will Darkness Prevail

"ASHLEY!"

"Sammy, you ok?" Dean asked.
I watched as he struggled against the roped binding his hands and legs to the chair he was sitting in.
"What?" Sam asked dazed.
He suddenly bolted up and found he was bound to the chair.
"Where are we?" Dean asked.
Both the guys started looking around and I did too.
All around me were giant shelves that held random things.
They were in a factory and I knew exactly where it was.
I needed Sam and Dean to know I was on my way.
I went over to Dean.
Now how is this done? I asked myself.
I've always fallen asleep and entered these 'dreams' already in the person body or like I did this time.
I knew I couldn't tell him I was coming unless I was in him.
I closed my eyes tightly and chanted something about wanting to be in his body.
I opened my eyes and I couldn't see Sam and Dean anymore.
It worked!
Dean? I asked.
His head whipped around, looking for where my voice came from.
"Did you hear that Sammy?" Dean asked.
"What?" Sam asked confused.
"Nothing," Dean muttered.
Dean, I'm not there with you. I told him.
Your dreaming aren't you? He asked me.
Yup. I said. I'm on my way.
No! Dean said quickly.
Dean, I know it's a trap for me, I'm coming regardless. I told him.
I woke up before he could argue.
I sat up in bed and rushed out the door.
I didn't have any weapons.
I needed to find the Impala.
Food, that's what they were getting when they were kidnapped.
I ran to the closest food place.
Weirdly enough, the Impala was sitting there in the parking lot of some taco place.
I ran over to it, but it was locked.
"Dammit!" I yelled.
I saw something near the front of the car.
Three bags of food and drinks laid scattered in front of the Impala.
I saw something shining under one of the bags.
I moved the bag and found the keys.
"That was lucky," I muttered.
I picked the keys up and jumped into the drivers seat.
I drove to the old factory that happened to be still up and running.
The sun was just going under the horizon when I pulled up.
I killed the car and and went to the trunk.
Unlocking it, I opened up the chest.
Weapons of all kinds laid scattered throughout the box.
"Of course," I muttered.
I pulled out a hand gun and put it in the back waistband of my jeans.
I pulled my spaghetti strap over it to hide it kind of.
I grabbed a few smaller knives and hid them in my combat boots.
I grabbed another gun and shut the chest and the trunk.
I put the keys in the front seat and ran up to the building.
I did know it was a trap.
They wanted me and so they took Sam and Dean.
Bad choice on their part.
I opened the door slowly.
The factory had the lights on, so I could see everything.
Just like in the dream giant shelves were lined everywhere.
They reminded me of older bookstores when the shelves are tall but don't reach the ceiling. They sit parallel to others shelves and they make isles of their own.
With the gun raised, I crept through the isles of shelves.
I peeked between shelves to make sure nothing snuck up on me.
I made my way towards the middle of the factory where I knew Sam and Dean were tied up.
As I got closer I could hear talking.
It wasn't Sam or Dean's voice either.
I crept closer until I could peek through a shelf and see them.
Sam and Dean were still bound to chairs.
In front of him stood a tall male with short dark brown hair, light olive skin tone, dark eyes, and had some scruff on his face.
"I know Ashley will show," He was saying. "Want to know why?"
Sam and Dean didn't say anything.
"Because she may be a good hunter with many strengths, but just like everyone she also has weaknesses," He continued.
He started walking in slow circles around the guys.
"Some strengths of hers include: she's fast, agile, a fast-thinker, she's intelligent, and not to mention, she's pretty hot," He smirked.
Dean started struggling against his binds.
The demon laughed at Dean.
"Her weakness though?" He stopped in front of the guys. "She's loyal."
I held my breath.
"It's not smart for a hunter-or anyone for that matter-to be as loyal as she seems to be. She's about as loyal as you Winchesters are with family."
He wasn't wrong.
"Her loyalty to you two will bring her running," He said with a chuckle.
Once again, he wasn't wrong.
"You see," He started. "Being loyal is dangerous. It makes you forget all danger, or makes you ignore it. It can make you do some of the dumbest things to protect whom your loyal too.
"I've kept my eyes on Ashley for a couple years now, she's very loyal to you guys, you know that? She's not going to think of this as a trap, she's going to see this as her friends are kidnapped."
That's where he's wrong.
Dean laughed a humorless laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" The demon growled.
"Tom is it?" Dean asked.
He didn't say anything.
So this is Tom?
My blood started to boil.
He took my brother and then he takes Sam and Dean from me.
This is the last straw.
"Something I guess you didn't notice as you stalked Ash," Dean continued.
I walked off from my hiding place and look around.
I need to trap him.
I stayed within ear reach so I could hear them.
"She may be loyal, but like you said, she's intelligent, probably way more intelligent than me," Dean admitted.
I found some spray paint.
An idea popped to mind.
"Her loyalty and intelligence counteract against each other. She knows this is a trap. She'll find us and she'll have a plan. She'll come with a plan and a back up plan just in case," Dean said.
He's one hundred percent right.
I grabbed the spray paint.
"You think her loyalty is weakness? Sometimes it can be with her, I've seen it myself," Dean continued. "But I don't think that's her only weakness. Ash and I share two weakness: loyalty and stubbornness."
I knew he was buying time, but he's right.
"Sometimes she too stubborn for her own good and that's what gets her hurt, not her loyalty."
Why does he know the truth about me?
I quickly looked around.
I looked up higher on shelves and something caught my attention.
I saw a couple cat walks way above me.
On one of the cat walks went directly over Tom and the guys.
That'll work. I told myself.
I looked around for the ladder the leads to the cat walks.
There, in the back corner.
I took one look back at the guys and Tom.
I turned back around and walked to the ladder.
I repeatedly looked back and made sure Tom couldn't see me.
I got to the ladder.
I couldn't take the other gun with me so I set it down on the nearest shelf.
With the spray paint in hand, I started climbing the ladder.
This was the most dangerous part because Tom could easily turn around and see me.
I went up quickly an quietly.
I got to the top and pulled myself up the catwalk and peered down.
I was way up.
I wasn't big on heights.
I went away from the edge and looked down on the guys and Tom.
I could tell Sam was looking at me, but he quickly looked away to not draw attention to me.
I slowly made my way over to the cat walk a over them.
Hiding every few steps or so because Tom was circling Sam and Dean again.
I got to the cat walk and stopped when I was in a good spot.
Right above the spot Tom stops to talk to them, away from the guys.
I looked up at the ceiling.
It was still too high for me to reach.
I cursed under my breath.
I would have to put it on the underneath of the cat walk.
I looked around and saw some rope conveniently close by.
I quickly got it and started tying it around the railing, then around me like a harness.
Sam caught my eye right before I climbed over the railing.
He gave me a small shake of the head, but I ignored him.
Quickly and quietly, I went over the railing and got myself under it.
I shook the can of pain and uncapped it.
I got to work on quickly making the devils trap.
Thankfully, I was too high up and Tom was too concentrated on his conversation, that he couldn't even hear as I drew.
Just as I finished, I looked down to see Tom stepped under it and stopped to stare at the guys.
I grinned.
I easily got back up onto the cat walk, but as I was untying the rope from around me, I accidentally kicked the spray bottle.
It fell off the cat walk and landed about two feet away from where Tom stood.
Sam and Dean jumped, but Tom, he looked up slowly until his eyes met mine.
I stared at him wide eyes until I snapped out of it.
I grinned and waved at him.
He eyed the devils trap and cursed loudly.
I smiled in satisfaction and headed to the ladder.
Before I got there though, everything around me started to shake, including the catwalk.
I looked over at Tom to see him with his eyes closed and looked like he was concentrating.
He was doing this.
I grabbed ahold of the railing and fell to my knees as the shaking increased.
I heard a loud creaking noise and saw the bolts holding the catwalk up were slowly coming out of the wall.
I rushed for the ladder, but the part that aloud me to get to the ladder, suddenly fell away from the wall.
I screamed as half the catwalk fell towards the ground.
Everything stopped.
The catwalk was sitting in the air in a steep diagonal angle.
It was steep enough that I had to hold the railing tighter, or I was going to slid down.
Suddenly, it started shaking again.
I held onto the railing tightly, but I could feel that starting to loosen.
Another piece of the catwalk fell from the wall and was now sitting completely vertical.
I had nothing under me exact for the ground, more than a few yards below.
It wasn't a long enough fall that it would kill me, but I would probably break a bone.
I felt the railing I was holding onto for dear life start to wiggle free from the post.
I started swinging my legs up to try and catch another rail that was right above me.
A few time and I finally got my foot onto it.
As soon as it did though, the railing I was holding, slipped free and I was falling towards the cement floor.
"ASHLEY!"