Burnt [Supernatural] #Wattys2015

Thanks For the Memories

Song for the chapter: Thanks for the Memories by Fall Out Boy

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The blade pressed against my throat, and before I could process what I was doing, I grabbed a pressure point in Jace's wrist. He dropped the knife, and I grabbed it. I stood up, and kicked him to the floor. I pressed my boot against his throat.

I press a little, "Hello, Jace."

His eyes widen, "Elizabeth."

I pull my foot from his throat, and pull him up. I made a sour face, "You did not age well at all." His beard was graying, and his hair desperately needed to be cut, "What happened to you?"

Jace rolled his eyes, "It's what happens when you're a hunter, Dearie." I realized he had a british accent... I wonder why mom would go for a guy that's not a looker.

I glared at him, "Hopefully I don't end up aging like that. Hopefully I age like mom..." The thought trailed off, "Anyway. I'm looking for help."

Jace grabbed his stuff from the door, and dropped it on the couch, "With what, dear Elizabeth?" He questioned sarcastically, "Because I'd so love to help my step daughter."

I looked at him, "Mom and Coraline are dead."

The sarcastic look on his face, and the weird expression changed to sadness, "How?"

I scoffed, "Now you care?"

Jace came close to me, "My daughter has been murdered. Of course I care!"

I scoffed again, "It takes eight years and two deaths for you to care about someone? Wow... I can't believe mom made a child with... You."

His lip twitched, making him seem more angry. Jace approached me, and grabbed my neck, "The only reason I would care is because Coraline is dead. If it were you... Now... I'd go on with my business. What did you come here for?"

I hit the part where his arm bent. He released me, "I need your help to find, and kill a demon. Hantu-Kopek. But, she goes by Kelly."

"Why would I help you?" Jace hissed.

I sighed, "Because she killed Coraline." Jace's face turned up, "And Jace, if you want to live, I'd help me."

"You're not gonna kill me."

"No, but Kelly might." I said, heading toward the door, "She promised me she'd finish the entire Bailey line. That includes you. If you need me, where to find me is on that table."

With that, I walked down the stairs and out of the apartment. I ignored the desk guy, and walked to my car. I hoped I could get some help to kill this bitch.

"Hello, Love!" A man's voice made me jump.

On instinct, I pulled the gun from my belt, and held it on him, "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?"

The guy had a receding hairline, and he seemed short and stubby. He was dressed in a nice suit, "Put the gun down." I didn't follow orders. He moved his hand, and the weapon flew to the back seat, "I'm Crowley. King of Hell."

I looked at the stubby man, and sighed. This was the man the boys talked about, "Crowley... Elizabeth." I pushed out my hand, and they shook, "What can I help you with?"

Crowley looked at me, then at my hand, "You look like you need some help, Darling."

"I- what?" I looked at my hand. It had greenish bronze scaled skin on it. I gasped. It was only a small area in the center of the back of my hand, "What the hell?"

I looked over at Crowley, "Well," he said, "It looks like Jace already did what I was going to help you unlock. You see, you have this power. Well, more like a curse. Instead of killing you with her own hands, Hantu-Kopek plans on having this killing you. A long, long time ago-"

I growled, "Get out of my car," he smirked, but didn't move, "I don't want your stories. What's happening?"

"That's what story time is used for, Darling. Would you like to know? Or just me tell you what you're going through?" He asked, leaning back in the passenger seat.

"Not now." I said, turning the ignition, "Later."

Without a word, Crowley disappeared, and I sped back to the motel. Leon was still sleeping in the bed, and dreaming about something.. .Horrible. His body was thrashing, and he was whimpering or groaning in pain.

I hopped over to the bed, and got on top of him, "Leon. Leon! Wake up!" I shook him, and he gasped, sitting up. I stayed where I was, and he had a smirk on his face.

"I mean, I don't mind the position, Sweetheart, but what are you doing to me while I sleep?" Leon asked.

I rolled my eyes, and got up, "From the sounds you were making, I'm sure you weren't having a wet dream. Wanna tell me?"

Leon rolled his eyes, and looked down. He looked at my hand, "What the hell is that?" I pulled my hand away, but Leon grabbed it, "What is this, Elizabeth?"

I sighed, "I don't know. It happened after I met with Jace."

"Well, Darling, that's why I'm here." A smirk was on Crowley's face. He leaned on a cane, and still had his fancy suit on.

"You finally took time out of torturing souls to come tell me a story.. I feel so loved," I said sarcastically to the King of Hell. I knew of his dirty work..

Crowley rolled his eyes, "What? Are you stealing Dean's sense of humor?"

I rolled my eyes this time, "Tell me your story, Crowley. I need to stop whatever this is."

Crowley took a seat on one of the chairs, "Well, I suppose I shall start."

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A/N: Hello... I know you're probably confused? Just a little? No.. Okay.

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~Mae