Quantum AU

Chapter 10

Eleven years ago, in Kate's reality...

"Come on...come on...Goddammit, where is it?" Impatiently, I paced the intersection, anxious to get this over with, and anxious that I'd get caught before it could even happen.

And maybe I was just anxious about being here at all, but let's not go there.

I squinted down the road, trying to distinguish between the shadows and shadowy objects that stood just beyond the feeble glow of the streetlight.

"Well, hello there."

I spun around and found myself not five feet away from a very average looking demon. He wasn't particularly attractive; I mean, he was kinda old, but he did have an aura of confidence swirling about him. Maybe it was the British accent, or maybe it was just because he was a fucking demon facing down a gangly twelve-year-old girl in a deserted crossroad.

Whatever. Confidence or the fact that he was obviously a pompous dick, I didn't care.

I came to make a deal.

I folded my arms in front of my chest, and tried to channel Dean. "I want to make a deal."

The demon's eyebrows raised and his mouth twitched with amusement. "Oh, do you, now? I see. Do your overly emotional brothers know you're here? And how does Daddy Winchester feel about his baby girl making deals with Crossroads Demons?"

I almost chickened out at this point. I could handle my dad being pissed at me, but Dean and Sam? That would send me over the edge.

Which...considering what I was about to do...was really the least of my worries.

"Daddy Winchester isn't the one who summoned you. The deal is with me."

"I see..." I knew he wasn't taking me seriously. An unarmed, awkward pre-teen isn't exactly a serious player in the world of the Supernatural. But desperation was, and demons fed on that for breakfast. Besides, being a Winchester, I knew I'd get his attention.

Being the baby Winchester was a whole other story.

"And what deal would that be, hmmm? You want Daddy to be more loving? Brother Dean to like better music? Sister Sam to just...lay off the fucking whining?" He used this haughty tone, like he was trying to show off how much he knew of my family.

Not impressive. I knew demons read minds, so I wasn't wowed by his supposed knowledge.

I stiffened, and jutted out my chin. "I want to exchange my life for Mary Winchester's."

That stopped him. Don't know everything, do you?

"Well, well, well." He began a lazy swagger, tracing a slow circle around me. I knew he was trying to disorient me, make me spin around to follow him, and possibly get distracted so I'd mess up the terms of the deal.

Not gonna happen, asshole. I know the terms I want.

He toyed with the cufflinks of his tailored suit as he strolled, eyeing me up and down. "That was unexpected." He stopped behind me and leaned close. "I love the unexpected. Makes my parts tingle." He straightened and continued walking. "So. Why?"

"None of your fucking business. Do we have a deal, or not?"

"Oh, hold on, missy." I almost growled at his words - only Bobby gets to call me that. "There's no need to be rude. I would be a very poor role model for the demon youth of today, if I didn't at least get a reason for why you're willing to accept eternity in Hell so a dead woman can replace you in the family you claim to love so much."