>>>>Part 8
DEANS POINT OF VIEW
I race home to tell Sam and Bobby. I see Sam come to the window as I pull up. He then runs outside.
"Dean. What is it? What's wrong? Where's the girl?" Sam grabs my shoulders.
"Crowley took her. He just came out of nowhere! We have to go after him and get her back!" I push past Sam and enter the house, heading straight downstairs to the weapons room. It is something that Bobby built a while back.
I grab as many knives and guns as I can. This will be a tough road, but it will be worth it. I don't know, I just, I have to get her back.
"Sam! Let's go!" I yell as I walk out the door.
I was surprised Sam wasn't asking questions. Usually all he does is anazlyze everything. I must say, this time, I am grateful.
I throw the stuff in the trunk and hop into the car. Me and Sam have been tracking Crowley and we came up with this place he's been hiding out. Some old hotel. Run out of business now, but a perfect spot for Crowley and his team of puppets.
I don't talk the whole way there. I need to focus.
RAYNS POINT OF VIEW
"Let me go, you bastard," I say to Crowley.
"Oh come on now, don't be like that. I just want to have a little fun," Crowley says, pulling out some Holy Water.
How the hell did he even find me? My plan was flawless. This is such bullshit.
Crowley walks over to me. He smiles as he splashes the Holy Water on me. I try not to scream, but the more he does it, the more it hurts.
Eventually he stops. Only to pull out another torturous tool. Crowley comes back over and shoves the blade deep into my leg. Then he pulls out a few more, and shoves those into the rest of my limbs.
I bite my lip, trying not to think about the pain.
