Rose Miller: Looking for truth

15 Crossroad Blues

Rose looks at Dean while he puts a picture of himself in the box and buries it. He doesn't know that she is here.

The demon appears: 'So. What brings a guy like you to a place like this?' She looks at Dean; curiosity is in the demon's eyes: 'You called me.'

'I'm just glad it worked.'

'First time?'

'You could say that.'

'Oh, come on now. Don't sell yourself short. I know all about you, Dean Winchester.' Her eyes turn red, and Rose wonders what they know.

'So, you know who I am?'

The demon smirks: 'I got the newsletter.'

'Well, don't keep me in suspense. What have you heard?'

'Well, I heard you're handsome, but ... you're just edible. What can I do for you, Dean?'

'Maybe we should do this in my car, nice and private.' He gestures towards his car, and the demon starts making her way over.

Rose looks at them. Dean is negotiating a deal. She just hopes he knows what he is doing.

'Well, well, well. You'd sacrifice your life for someone else's, like father, like son.' The demon says.

Rose looks at it closely. She hopes Dean knows better.

'You did know about your dad's deal, right? His life for yours? Oh, I didn't make the deal myself, but... boy, I wish I had.' The demon says.

Maybe she should have told him herself.

Dean opens the door and says: 'After You.'

'Such a gentleman.' The demon lifts her foot and stops: 'A Devil's Trap? You've got to be kidding me.' She gets angry.

'Take your best shot.' Dean says more pleading than defiant. He had put up another devil trap and got her in that spot. She is trapped. Rose smirks; this is amusing.

'Let me go.' The demon demands.

'Sure. We just got to make a little deal here first. You call off your Hellhounds and let Evan go. Then I'll let you go.'

'I can't break a binding contract.' The demon says. Rose chuckles, and the woman looks up at her, and their eyes meet for a second.

'And by can, you mean not want to?'

The demon glares at Rose. 'Or maybe there could be a way.' The demon kisses him.

'Where is that for.'

'To seal the deal, now let me go.'

'Evan Hudson is free. He and his wife will live long lives.' The demon nods, and Dean moves so he can break the trap.

'I got to tell you. You would have never pulled that stunt if you knew.' The demon says.

'Knew what?'

'Where your dad is. You should have made another deal. See, people talk about hell, but it's just a word. It doesn't even come close to describing the real thing.' The demon glances back to Rose: 'You should watch out.'

'What do you mean by that?'

'Rosalie or Rose is what she goes by. I could tell things about her.' The demon snickers. 'She knows things that might be important... or not.' She throws her head back; black ichor pours out of her mouth as she screams.

Dean backs up until he's against the wooden structure again. The demon is gone, and the girl who had hosted it slumps to the ground, confused.

Dean helps the girl find her way. He returns, 'Rose, I know you're here somewhere.' Rose speeds away from her hiding spot. Dean's eyes widen when she stops before him: 'Why are you here?'

'He is going to be ok. The hellhound wasn't there for him.' She will not tell him that Sam decided: 'What if I stayed there and found out you sold your soul away?'

'You thought I would?' He is still glaring at her.

Angry because she didn't tell him. 'Yes. Dean, I'm....'

'You knew... about the deal. He planned it, and you didn't do anything... Didn't tell him it was stupid.'

She says, lays a hand on his shoulder: 'There was nothing I could have said to stop him. You're his son. He wanted... He needed to protect you.'

He looks back at her: 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'Because I didn't want to cause more pain.' He shrugs her hand off and walks away to his car.

In this case, it may have been wiser if she had told him. Because this was probably the worst way he could have found out. Some things better lay dormant, she doesn't want to hurt Damon, but she knows it's better if he never finds out how to free Katherine.