Sam Winchester

Part 14

I wake up to a phone ringing. It pierced my ears so I sat up to see where it was coming from. It was Dean's phone.

"Dean!" I yell, waking him up, making him jump. He lifts himself from the bed and looks around the room.

"What?" He mutters and I get up. I throw his phone to him and he catches it with one hand. He still has a stupid flip phone after I told him hundreds of times to get an iPhone. He flips up the top of the phone and rolls his eyes.

"Guess who." I walk over to him and look at his phone.

It read; 666-666-6666. Crowley. Awesome.

Dean answers his phone and puts the call on speakerphone.

"Hello boys." We hear the man-did I just say man?-I mean-ASSHOLE say cruelly.

"What do you want now?" I ask and the king of Hell waits a moment.

"I need your feathery little friend. Demons aren't behaving. Gotta have Cassie kill 'em." I could sense his smirk forming.

"You won't be laying a finger on Cas. Go find someone else to bother." Dean says, almost hanging up on Crowley. I brush off the fact that Dean said that about Cas.

"Fine. Don't complain to me when my prisoners are eating you alive." He muttered but I stopped him before he hung up first.

"Wait." I say waiting for Crowley's response.

"What, Moose?" He grunts and I roll my eyes.

"What if we go with you and Cas? Just so Dean's not paranoid." My brother elbows me in the side and I wince at the pain, but also laugh.

"Maybe if you get your angel for me.... then I'll make an exception." Crowley says and Dean groans.

"Cas." Dean almost whispers, and we hear Cas' wings flutter.

"Dean. Sam." He glances at me but keeps his attention on Dean. He looks at Dean's phone.

"Who is that?" Cas asks and looks back at Dean.

Dean glanced at his phone and looks at me, "Crowley." He looks back at Cas. "Here." He hands Cas the phone.

"Hello?" Cas holds up the phone.

"Hello precious angel. I need you to do a job for me. Your boyfriend and the moose may come too but they'd be in the way. I need you now." The king of hell says and Dean stomps over to Cas.

"Don't call him that. And we're not doing shit for you." Dean shouts and I walk over to them.

"We'll do it." I say and Dean gives me a look.... man if looks could kill, I'd be dead already.

"Good. Meet me at the barn on Parkland Street. I'll be there at 5:30." Crowley hangs up and Cas gives Dean the phone.

"Are you insane?! Sam, he's the King of Hell! What were you thinking?! Clearly he's not someone to be makin' deals with. I mean he's the one who was making me barf that black shit! I'm calling him back-" He yells at me and I shut my eyes tightly. I hate it when he yells.

"Wait, Dean." I open my eyes and grab the phone from him. "This could make hunting easier for us. So we're not running around all the time. And you won't get hurt as much. We could go back to hunting ghosts." He glares at me. I know I sounded stupid, but I hate demons. Obviously they're the worst. I hate it when my brother gets hurt.

"Dean." Cas grabs Dean's shoulder and he turns to look at him. "We should do this. It's not that big of a deal." He let's go of my brothers shoulder and glances at me. I see Dean's eyes glisten. It was weird to see him look at Cas like that.

"Fine. But don't you dare get too far from me. I don't want you two hurt." Dean points at both of us and walks away to packs his guns and knives. I decide to pack mine too. Cas just stands still. Waiting for us. I look up at him and give him a faint smile, but he just looks away and talks to Dean.

We get to the barn and Crowley is standing in the middle of the place when we enter.

"Hello boys." He says as I look around the building.

"Hey, dick-weed. We going to hell or what?" Dean shouts from across the room.

Crowley rolls his eyes,"Come on, now." We follow him to a door and he opens it, revealing a pitch black portal. He walks through it and the three of us hesitate for a moment, but walk through one by one.

Once on the other side, all that filled my nose was the smell of smoke and burning flesh. I heard faint screams, the endless torture....

The room we're in looks rusty and run down. Crowley stands by another door.

"Coming with me?" He asks and we follow him through another door, eager to see what was on the other side. He opens the door and there is empty prison cells on each side of the walls.

"This is our problem. They keep escaping here and roaming Earth." He pauses a moment and looks around the room. "It's a catastrophe downstairs. People running around, killing each other. Almost like purgatory, but... in Hell."

Dean stands stiff. My shoulders feel like someone is standing on them. Having an angel in Hell will cause all kinds of commotion. Hopefully he had enough mojo in him to kill these fuckers.