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Chapter 19: Guns A-Blazin'

I saw the building that Abaddon had described to me and drifted the car into the parking lot. My baby was barely in park before I was unbuckled and running into the building.

"Dean, wait," Sam yelled. "What's the plan here?"

"Kill that bitch and get Y/N back." I kept walking, only less sure than before.

"You know we can't kill her."

"Then we do our best to slow her down."

I pressed forward knowing that our chances of taking Abaddon down right then were very slim. It never worked like that for us. Ever. Something was bound to go south, but I couldn't think like that. I had to focus on getting Y/N out of there alive.

Sam caught up to me as I pushed the doors open and charged in with my gun at the ready. Bullets would never kill her, but these bullets were etched with demon traps. She wouldn't die, but she would be stopped. If it worked once, it has to work twice.

The room was dark and I pulled my flashlight out of my back pocket, shining it in every direction my gun pointed. Sam stayed close to me with his demon killing knife at the ready. I hated Ruby, still do for a lot of reasons, but introducing us to the demon knife sure was helpful. If it weren't for the seriousness of the situation, the thought of all the demons Ruby helped us kill could have made me laugh.

"Perfect timing." I heard Abaddon before I saw her, and just as I saw her she slammed Sam and me back against the wall with her demonic powers. I tried with everything in me to get out of her hold, but it was no use. With a flick of her hand, the bright fluorescent lights blinked on and illuminated the concrete and metal room. "Bring 'em in," she yelled.

Not long after, two dark men with dark eyes brought in two chairs. One contained an unconscious girl that I didn't recognize and the other one had Y/N in it, fighting with every step the demon took. She was stronger than I gave her credit for.

"Let them go," I growled through gritted teeth. "I will give you whatever you want, just let them go." The two demons paid no mind to me and left as quickly as they came.

"Dean," Sam whispered, panic laced in his voice. I looked over to him, pleading. This was our fight, not Y/N's and certainly not the girl sitting limply across from her. If I could convince Abaddon to let them go, then we could figure out the rest with the girls safely away from us.

Abaddon only laughed. "You think I'm going to fall for that?" She clicked her tongue at me like a disapproving parent. "You disappoint me, Dean."

She turned her back to us and walked to Y/N. Her hold over Sam and me stayed strong and I didn't know what to do. Abaddon caressed her face with the tip of a blood stained blade. My stomach twisted at the thought of the blood being Y/N's. It wasn't right. With anger, I pushed harder against the invisible restraints she had around me. It was no use.

"I thought you boys might want to be here for this moment." She winked over at us. Her fingers snapped and the mystery girl stirred awake.

"Niki!" Y/N exclaimed.

"Either one of you," Abaddon said, looking between the two girls. "Join me and help me take over Hell and take down the Men of Letters. They aren't as noble as you think."

"You can bite me," the girl called Niki said weakly.

I tried again to get off the freaking wall. I didn't know what, but I knew something bad was about to happen.

"Don't tempt me, sweetie. I just may." Abaddon looked directly at Y/N, waiting for an answer.

"Never," she said. Her voice didn't waver or crack. Despite being put through whatever torture Abaddon has done, she was still strong and sure of herself.

Abaddon turned around without a word and made her way to Niki. Before anyone could say a word, Abaddon shoved the blade deep into Niki's stomach and pulled up with a growl. "I will destroy everyone you love," Abaddon shouted to Y/N, who was screaming louder than I think I've ever heard anyone scream. My heart was shattering at the sound.

For a brief moment, while Abaddon was distracted, her power faltered and I was able to break free from the wall. Before I did anything to Abaddon, I was distracted by Y/N. All I could think about was getting her out of here and helping her. I noticed Sam making it away from her hold and quietly walking behind her as she was preoccupied with making Y/N watch her carve into the delicate skin of a barely living Niki.

Sam drove the demon knife into Abaddon's side. She screamed out in pain. We knew the knife wouldn't kill her, nothing would. We did know that it would injure her and weaken her powers.

"Hey, hey, you're going to be okay," I told Y/N as Sam struggled against Abaddon. She seemed to be in a state of shock while a steady stream of salty tears streaked her blood stained face. I pulled the lock pick set out of my pocket and worked at the cuffs trapping her to the chair. The sooner I could get her out of here, the better.

The locks finally opened and the cuffs fell to the ground. I sent a brief look behind me to see Sam having an upper hand on Abaddon. My hand reached out for Y/N to take it. She only sat there, a shell of the fiery girl I witnessed only moments ago. I gripped her arm and pulled her tight against me, backing far away from Sam and Abaddon. She clung tightly to my shirt and my arms wrapped tightly around her trembling frame.

"Sam," I shouted, raising the gun up at Abaddon as fell to the ground. Abaddon walked towards him. "Don't," I called out sternly. "Devil's trap bullets." Sam shuffled backwards a few feet before regaining his composer and making it to his feet.

Abaddon paced back and forth while I kept my gun trained on her, ready to shoot at the first sign of trouble.

"Oh, poor Y/N. What's the matter, dear? Didn't you like my little show?"

"Leave her alone," I stated evenly. Y/N buried herself deeper into me. I wanted to pick her up into my arms and whisk her away from all of this. She shouldn't have had to deal with this.

"You would be better off to let me have her. She's slowing you, Dean. You were on your way to something big in Vegas and dropped it all the second you heard she was in trouble."

I ignored her comment. We were after her in Vegas, and she somehow knew that. She was trying to get in my head and make me second guess Y/N more than I already had.

"You're too distracted when you're hunting," she continued. "She steals your focus. For instance, you would've shot me a long time ago if you weren't too busy coddling the baby."

"I told you to leave her alone." My finger tightened on the trigger. Sam kept looking vigorously between Abaddon and me, waiting to see what I would do.

"She's something you want, Dean. It makes her a high target."

Her comment sent me over the edge and I pulled back on the trigger. The bullet went flying, but not before Abaddon smoked out of the vessel and went to who knows where.

"What should we do?" Sam asked.

"Get the bullet out. She might go back to Josie's body. We're better off knowing what her skin looks like."

He nodded. "Get her to the car. I'll deal with this."

I nodded and guided Y/N into the front seat of the Impala with me. She stared out of the windshield as silent tears kept falling.

A/N: Okay, this one was a bit longer than the rest, not by much but it was. Hopefully, you didn't mind ;) Let me know your thoughts on this. I'm still a bit unsure of writing in his POV, even though I'm totally loving getting to write from his perspective. If you guys have any pointers or ideas that could make it sound more like Dean or anything like that, let me know. I love when you guys give me ideas! See you in the next update :D

Also, , I felt terrible killing you off. It just...it sorta happened. It wasn't where I was planning on going with the story at all, but I guess it kind of needed to happen to advance foreward. I'm sorry and please don't hate me! I love you!!