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CROSSROADS	By : Mystic75 Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Supernatural or any of the characters from the show. I own the OFC only I am not making money from this work. WARING! CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF RAPE AND VIOLENCE!

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"Oh, how sweet!", a gruff voice whispered from the darkness. "Moose finally professes his undying love!" Sam grabbed his gun off the night stand and pointed it where he thought he heard the voice, not entirely sure if he was even pointing it in the right direction. "Come on Sam! You really think that will kill me?" Sam slowly lowered the gun knowing it wouldn't do him any good to shoot the Bastard.
I was huddled against Sam's side, trembling with fear. The demon walked slowly out of the shadows, tucking a vial of red liquid into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. I screamed when I saw those eyes glowing red like two fiery coals. It was the monster from my nightmares and I couldn't wake up this time. I scurried back, trying to disappear into the headboard behind her.
"Sam? Is Cassie with you?", Dean yelled, banging on Sam's door. "I heard screaming and Cassie's not in her room!" He turned the knob but the door wouldn't open. Dean banged louder. "SAM!", Dean screamed. But there was no answer. Dean threw himself against the door, but it didn't budge. This wasn't normal for these doors. It should at least move a little on it's hinges. But it was like running into a brick wall!
"What are you doing here?", Sam hissed. "You're not supposed to be here until tomorrow!" Crowley smirked at Sam. His eyes turned into his brown "human" eyes as he rolled them at Sam, exasperated.
"It IS tomorrow, you twit!", Crowley snapped. Sam looked over at the clock on his night stand and it read 12:01am. Sam narrowed his eyes at the clock. It couldn't be past midnight! It just couldn't! Wasn't it just past 10 when Cassie woke from her dream? They weren't awake that long, were they? Sam was having trouble thinking. He ran his hands through his hair, trying to remember what had happened in the last 2 hours.
"You...you're not supposed to c-come until the afternoon!" I whimpered, clutching tightly onto Sam's arm. Crowley finally turned his gaze to me as I clung to Sam. He threw a devilish grin my way and his eyes turned into those burning coals again. I cringed against Sam's side looking away. I had seen enough of those eyes in my dreams to last me a lifetime.
"I'm sorry, my dear", Crowley purred. "But you didn't read daddy's contract before you ran from the house, did you? It clearly states that I would return on this date. It never specified a time". I started to hyperventilate and Sam hugged me close to him. Crowley growled at Sam, flicking his finger at him, and sending him flying backwards out of the bed and against the wall. I screamed again, huddling into the corner on the other side of the bed.
"I'll thank you to keep your hands off my property, Moose", Crowley growled. Sam groaned as he writhed against the wall, unable to break free. His head dropped forward as he passed out. Blood ran from the back of his head and dripped off his chin.
"CAS!", Dean bellowed. "CAS! I NEED YOU RIGHT NOW!" Cas put his hand on Dean's shoulder and Dean jumped, spinning around to face the angel. "I heard Cassie screaming, but she wasn't in her room. I banged on Sam's door, but nobody answered and the door's locked. That door won't budge! I heard a loud bang and a scream coming from in there!"
"Where is the Spear of Destiny, Dean?", Cas asked.
"It's on the top shelf in Sam's closet", Dean answered. Cas disappeared and then reappeared a moment later with the spear in his hand. I will attempt to end this myself". Dean grabbed Cas' arm before he could vanish.
"Wait! Take me with you!", Dean whispered. Cas just shook his head.
That would not be advisable", Cas shot back. "I'm going to have enough trouble trying to kill Crowley and keep Sam and Cassie safe, without having to worry about you too". Dean just stared at Cas. His jaw muscle flinched as he clenched his teeth.
"I'm going!", Dean said, glaring at the angel. Cas just sighed and nodded. Dean held on tight as the angel disappeared and re-appeared in the middle of Sam's bedroom. Dean looked around and saw his brother, naked and stuck high against the wall and I, also naked, was cowering in the corner on the opposite side of the bed.
"Come to join the party boys?", that oh too familiar voice called from behind them. They spun around to see Crowley standing next to the door, an angelic sigil painted on it in blood. Both Dean's and Cas' eyes went wide when they realized what it was. Crowley had been prepared for Cas. "I'm sorry Castiel, but your invitation has been rescinded!" Crowley slammed his hand into the middle of the sigil, there was a bright flash of light, and Cas was gone. It would be several hours before he would be able to return.
"CAS!", Dean yelled. "FUCK!" Dean bent down to pick up the spear and was flung against the wall next to Sam. I looked up and saw both Winchesters glued to the wall on the other side of the bed. And Sam had blood running down his face. When I looked over at Dean my eyes grew wide when I saw him staring at me. He jerked his head toward the door and mouthed the word 'RUN' at me. I looked toward the door and saw Crowley staring down at the floor in the middle of the room.
I crawled on hands and knees toward the end of the bed while Crowley strolled casually toward the middle of the room. When I peaked around the end of the bed and saw Crowley bend over to pick up something off the floor, I took off running toward the door. My heart leapt into my throat when my fingers touched the knob, but when I turned it and the door didn't open, I started to panic. I yanked on the knob frantically as I started to whimper.
"Going somewhere Pet?", the voice that haunted my dreams whispered in my ear. When I spun around and saw those gleaming red eyes, I slammed myself back into the door with a strangled sob. Crowley moved in closer and I turned my head away from him so he wouldn't try to kiss me. He leaned in and stuck his nose into the spot where my neck met my shoulder. He inhaled my scent and shuddered as he exhaled slowly.
"LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!", Dean screeched at the demon. With his face still buried in my neck, Crowley flicked his finger at Dean. Dean jerked and groaned as if he'd been kicked in the gut. He wheezed and panted, trying to catch his breath. I gasped when I saw what Crowley had done to Dean.
"Please", I whimpered. "Don't hurt them!" Crowley chuckled in my ear and ran his nose down my jaw. I trembled against the door. When he started kissing my neck, I jerked to the side trying to pull away from him. Crowley yanked me back and shoved the sharp edge of the spear against my neck.
"Huh-uh Sweetheart", Crowley growled in my face. He ran the tip lightly down my throat and across my collar bone. Crowley was breathing heavy against my neck and his hot breath made me cringe. When I felt the tip of the spear touch my left breast, I gasped. "I have been waiting for this moment for a VERY long time Love". Crowley dragged the spear down over my stomach and stopped when it was nestled in the curls covering my mound.
"Crowley, please", a voice croaked from the other side of the room. "Let her go". Sam was glaring at the demon with murderous eyes. Another flick of Crowley's fingers and Sam's head jerked to the side like he'd been slapped. "Crowley! If you let her go, you can have me!" Both Dean and I stared at Sam in disbelief. Crowley lifted his head from my neck with raised eyebrows.
"You're offering yourself to me Moose?", Crowley asked in astonishment. He snickered in my face. "He must really love you, Darling, to trade himself for you". He twirled the tip of the spear around in my pubic hair as he spoke. "As tempting as you offer is, Sam, I have been waiting far too long for a taste of this sweet peach". His eyes never left my neck as he spoke to the younger Winchester.
"PLEASE CROWLEY!", Sam screeched. "DON'T DO THIS!" Sam was heaving and panting with blood running down his face. He jerked trying to free himself from the wall.
"Sam?", I whispered in a small voice. Sam looked over at me as I stared back at him. "It's OK Sam. You're too important to risk yourself for me". Sam shook his head frantically, only fighting harder to get free. "SAM!", I shouted at him. Sam looked at me pleading me not to give in. "I love you Sam", I said softly, smiling at him. A single tear rolled down my cheek.
The next moment, we were gone.
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