It's been a few months since the Winchester brothers killed Ramiel and kept Lucifer from being freed. Things seemed to have slowed down for team free will but not for long. When an unfortunate attack leaves Derek for dead, Stiles will do anything to...
Dean sat impatiently waiting to hear from Stiles. He and Derek had been gone for almost two hours and he hadn't heard a thing, he was beginning to grow nervous.
"He still hasn't called?" Sam asked in a concerned tone.
Just as Dean was about to answer, the door opened.
"Sam, Dean!" Derek's voice yelled as he ran down the stairs.
"Derek, what's wrong?" Sam asked noticing Stiles wasn't with him.
"It's Stiles, he's gone," Derek answered.
"Gone, what do you mean gone?" Dean snapped, standing abruptly.
"I don't know, all I remember was shoving the demon blade into Fenris, then I woke up and Stiles was shoving this in my hands, telling me he loved me and he promised to see me soon," Derek held out a metal box, "he said to give this to you, and tell you he had to serve the king for ten earthly years. Then he vanished with some woman."
Sam took the box and opened it, revealing the ingredients used to summon a crossroads demon.
"Son of a bitch!" Dean yelled throwing the nearest chair.
Sam closed the box and squeezed his eyes shut.
"What? What does that mean?" Derek asked, a growl in his tone.
"Stiles made a deal with a crossroads demon," Sam answered with a heavy sigh.
"What? Why would he do that?" Derek frowned, recalling the story of Dean selling his soul to save Sam.
Sam glanced at a stressed Dean. He wasn't going to be any help.
"Something must have happened, you said you woke up after you killed Fenris...you must have...died. Stiles made the deal to bring you back," Sam explained gently.
Derek didn't respond, he didn't know how.
"I'm calling Cas," Dean went to pull out his phone.
"Isn't Crowley the one in charge of the deals made? Can't you just work something out with him?" Derek asked suddenly.
"That was probably Stiles' thought when he made the deal, but when we went to summon Crowley he didn't show. We found out from some local demons that Crowley is missing and Asmodeus is running hell, which means-" Sam was cut off by Derek.
"Asmodeus is the king of hell," Derek finished, feeling sick.
"Cas isn't answering," Dean said, his voice breaking slightly.
Sam could see Dean trying to keep it together, but with the news of Stiles, and not hearing from Cas, he wasn't doing a good job.
"Dean, we'll get Stiles. He's alive, just...enslaved to Asmodeus at the moment," Sam tried to speak encouragingly.
Just then Dean's phone rang.
"Cas, thank god you're alright," Dean answered putting the angel on speaker.
"Dean, I tried to do everything I could but they had enochian handcuffs they attacked out of nowhere I barely got out of there but-"
"Whoa, whoa, Cas, slow down. Are you okay?" Dean asked cutting the angel off from his breathless spiel.
"Yes, I'm okay," Cas answered.
"Is Gabriel okay?" Dean asked next.
Cas fell silent.
"Cas?" Sam spoke up, his tone full of worry.
"I'm sorry, Sam, he's got him," Cas answered.
"Who?" Sam frowned at the phone.
"Asmodeus."
Sam's heart dropped, Asmodeus had Gabriel and Stiles.
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"Where are you Cas?" Dean asked, looking at his brother worriedly.
"I'm on my way there," Cas answered.
"Hurry back," Dean hung up and turned to Sam.
"Sammy?" Dean stepped towards his brother, who was visibly trying to not break down. "You're right, we'll find Stiles. And we'll find Gabriel too, okay?" Dean did his best to hide his own nerves as he attempted to calm Sam.
Sam only nodded. What could Asmodeus want with Stiles and Gabriel? As much as Sam wanted to know, he knew deep down he really didn't.
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Stiles followed the blonde demon down the familiar halls of the old Needham Asylum. Crowley had held court in the abandoned building due to his distaste for hell.
"Asmodeus will be with you shortly, have a seat," Another demon spoke standing outside of the throne room.
"Wait, Asmodeus? Where's Crowley?" Stiles frowned as he looked between the demons.
"Crowley has taken a permanent leave of absence, Asmodeus is king now," The blonde demon smiled.
Stiles felt dread wash over him. There was going to be no getting out of this deal.
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Derek dialed Stiles phone again.
"You've reached Stiles, I'm a little busy at the moment but leave me a message and hopefully I can call you back,"
"Stiles, I don't know if you're getting my calls but I need to know you're okay. Please call me. I love you," Derek hung up the phone as he fought the tears that threatened his eyes.
"Hey, you okay?" Dean asked from Derek's bedroom door.
Derek nodded, "How's Sam?"
Dean knew avoidance when he saw it.
"He's a wreck," Dean answered honestly.
"Do you think they're okay?" Derek asked, trying to keep his tone even.
"Stiles is strong, you know how he is," Dean spoke encouragingly.
"Is that why you reek of worry and sadness?" Derek asked as almost a growl. He knew Dean was bullshitting him and he didn't appreciate it.
Dean let out a sigh, "I don't know what Asmodeus wants with Stiles or with Gabriel but I know that no matter what, we'll get them back. I never give up on my brothers and right now they both need me. Stiles needs me to save him and Sam needs me to save Gabriel. I don't care if I have to scour every crevice of hell to find them, I will."
Derek nodded. He felt better knowing that Dean had the motivation he did to find Stiles and Gabriel. He refused to lose anymore family, and The Winchesters were his family now, Cas and Gabriel included.
*AN* Woo, another chapter up. Hopefully it doesn't suck. Lol
