A Long Hunt

Piercing the Skin

"Housekeeping!" Came a yell from outside the room.

There was a small sigh of relief from the tense group. They had been expecting a wave of demons to come flooding through the door. Fortunately, it was only the lone maid who worked at the motel. She was very annoying and came knocking every day trying to clean their room. Each and every day they would tell her as kindly as possible that they didn’t want any room service. Period. She liked Sam more than Dean because the eldest Winchester had begun to getting snappy at her, while Sam was still kind and gentle. However, no matter how many times Sam told her she never seemed to get the message. Today was no different. Dean decided that they were going to wait until she left to get the hell out of this motel. He didn’t want to be bombarded with fifty questions today. He just wasn’t in the mood.

"No Thank you!" Dean called to the maid. They needed to get out of here.

"Housekeeping!" The female voice shouted again.

"I said no! Move on!!!" Dean was getting mad now.

"HOUSEKEEPING!!!" The ladies voice nearly shrieked.

Dean was pissed now. He didn't have time for this! Someone had gotten his number and tricked him into thinking Cas was hurt. Now there were demons circling the area and they were probably honing in on their location as they spoke. Dean stomped over to the door to go yell at the chick and tell her once and for all to leave them the hell alone.

"Dean wait!" Sam called from behind him, but the hunter ignored his brother and flung the door open.

"Listen Bitch! I said NO!" Dean growled as he stared down at the lady. She was an older, stout, Asian woman with black hair and golden highlights. There was a grey cleaning cart filled with supplies outside the room. However he only saw the woman for a moment before all hell broke loose.

Dean's look of anger flashed to one of surprise. His eyes widened as the woman pulled out a knife from a hidden pocket in her little black and white dress. The hunter felt his blood run cold as her eyes flashed from brown to black.

"Crowley says Hi." She hisses evilly.

The hunter gasped "Oh Fuck." That was the only reaction he had time for.

Dean saw the maid swing her arm in a flash of silver. The next thing he knew, there was a stabbing pain in the left side of his chest. A strangled gasp of pain fell from the man's lips as he looked down at the hilt of the blade now protruding from his chest. He could feel the cold metal piercing deep into his body.

"DEAN!!!" Both Castiel and Sam screamed from behind him as Dean struggled to stay standing upright. The hunter was having trouble controlling much of his body now. All he knew was pain. It was everywhere. The hunter’s vision had begun to become a red haze.

The demon was cackling menacingly; she was momentarily distracted by her victory and wasn't really paying much attention to the injured hunter leaning against the door frame weakly.

Cas and Sam both came charging at the demon as Dean fell to his knees in what seemed liked slow motion. The hunter was no longer able to hold himself up and he was giving in to the pain.

Sam was fumbling for the gun tucked into his waistband. He had no idea where he had put Ruby's knife, but this demon was going to be ganked one way or another.

Castiel had grabbed his newly returned angel blade and held it at the ready. He was going to end this chick! She had hurt Dean! HIS DEAN! Nobody messed with the angel’s family and lived to see another day.

Before they even had a chance to get close to her, the demon had raised her hand and launched both the angel and the hunter against the wall with and invisible force.