(Alice's POV)

I was panicking. Terrified and worried. Zee was gone, and nowhere to be found. I ran to check her room, and found a note on her desk.

Alice,

I know you're going to be mad at me for not telling you, and only telling Sam. But I'm heading to hell to save Dean in exchange for my ability to control Hellhounds. I'm so sorry I have to miss Dean's funeral. But I can't find it in me to go, it just hurts too much. Take care of Sam. And I love you.

-Zeeriana

Dammit. I didn't decide to follow Zee, but Sam and I did get dressed for Dean's funeral. I felt horrible for Sam. I mean, he'd lost his idol, from what he told me, Zee lost her best friend.

And I'm Sam's girlfriend. I have to be there for him.

I put on the nicest black dress I had, and Sam put on a black tuxedo.

We decided to drive Zee's car, I'm sure driving the Impala would make Sam feel worse.

"This isn't your fault Sam. I want you to know that. Dean loves you, he didn't want you to die."

I comforted Sam, putting my hand on his as we began to drive away. Sam slowly nodded. And I knew this wasn't gonna be the same until Zee got back.

*Le time skip brought to you by a bootiful trenchcoated angel*(also Zee's POV)

It had been a few days since we'd taken Dean to be sent to hell. Crowley was being a bitch and wouldn't let me go. Not yet. Most days I spent wearing ripped clothes, I didn't treat the wound on my leg and it would probably kill me, if Dean was here he'd go berserks because I'm not taking care of myself.

Most days I'd spend at the bar, drinking till I couldn't anymore, mingling with the locals, (not that kind of mingle.) And any guy who asked me out, well, tried to at least, I'd hit over the head with a beer glass.

Some girl I'd known for awhile, Flora, who was slowly becoming a second sister to me, walked into the bar. We were totally different. She was girly, I sure as hell wasn't. But we'd both put a bullet in someone's head if we were hunting.

She walked into the bar, sitting down on a stool next to me.

"Have you heard anything from this Crowley guy yet Zeeriana?"

I chuckled, just finishing another cup of beer.

"Nope. And I told you Flora, you can call me Zee."

Flora shrugged, pursing her lips.

"Eh. So... Why are you looking for him anyway."

"Well... I already killed the guy who's caused most if this. And if I told you the truth you'd call me crazy."

"Heh. We're all crazy nowadays Zee. We can talk by my car. Come on."

I followed Flora outside, up to her ugly, beige car.

"Alright. So... My sister, Alice, her boyfriend Sam, and his brother..."

I pursed my lips, trying not to cry or even look the slightest upset. Flora looked at me with a hurt expression, and whispered to herself.

"Your best friend?"

I nodded, crying.

"And we're... We were hunters. I met Dean at a gas station after Alice and I's parents died, and then we hunted together, Dean was about to die, and I sold my soul, died, came back but Sam died while I was dead, then Dean sold his soul, and he died days ago. Now I'm giving up some powers of mine to bring him back. Make sense?"

Flora had a bewildered look on her face, and opened her mouth to speak but hesitated.

"What...the hell?"

I felt ashamed for telling her, and thanked her then proceeded to walk off. I knew she wouldn't have understood. No one will.

I walked over to my apartment, only to find Sam there, along with Alice.

I walked in, throwing my bag on the ground and slumping on the couch.

"What the hell do you guys want? I'm not going back."

Alice walked over to the couch, and sat down, not saying a word.

"We know. We just wanted to check-in on you."

I shrugged. "I'm good. As good as it gets I guess."

"Zee, quit beating yourself up about this."

Alice frowned, rubbing my shoulders and back. I shook her off, getting up and opening the door.

"I'm gonna take a walk. Bye guys."

I ran for several minutes, until Crowley finally showed up.

"My God! Where the hell were you!"

"Well if you're going to talk like that I'll just leave."

I groaned, catching my breath.

"Whatever. Take them, so I can go get Dean. And if you even, EVEN, twist the goddamn I'm gonna put an end to you."

Crowley raised his hands and I knew he wouldn't do that.

I held out both my hands, and let him take that one ability from me.

It hurt, like my guts were being torn out of my body, but it felt good as well, now that I could get Dean.

"And Zee. There's I more thing. You'll have to stay down there with him. For awhile."

I furrowed my eyebrow.

"For how long?"

"For your time here. Four months. Down there. Forty years."

My eyes widened and jaw dropped. Forty years?

"But I want you to tell me one thing Crowley. How is he doing? What are they doing to him?!"

Crowley frowned, and looked somewhat upset.

"Not good I'm afraid. Some assholes down there are torturing, poking, and prodding him. I almost feel sorry for squirrel."

What Crowley told me made my insides boil and rage. I was determined to go now more then ever. And Crowley lead me to hell.

*Le time skip brought to you by Aze my hellhound baby. UwU*

Crowley lead me through hell. And I was traumatized. It was just horrible. Blood, bones, fear, and smelt horrible. All what I'd almost imagined it to be.

Cages upon cages upon cages. People screaming and yelling for help, crying. Chains and torture chambers.

Then I heard a loud scream and flashing lights and sparks coming from a room. There was a blood trail, and I began to run down that way, but Crowley grabbed my arm and stopped me, I looked at him and glared.

"Now that's not a wise idea, racoon. You won't like what you'll see. I only wish to keep you safe."

I looked back at the room, then at Crowely. I sighed, and he let go.

"Alright. I'll stay out here. Get those assholes out of there. THEN I'm going in."

Crowley nodded, then walked into the room. In a few minutes there was a man and woman walking out mumbling curses and insults.

Crowley walked out the door, stepping aside and holding the door open for me.

"He'll be delighted to see you, Zeeriana. Unchain him. Give him a hug. Be happy."

I smiled at Crowley, and he shut the door and I heard his footstep's fade as he left.

I walked into the room. Turns out it was larger than I thought, there was cages for each person, I'm guessing they received the 'special treatment' here. The cages had people chained to the wall. There was blood on the walls and floor, and there was beat up people, demons with torn clothes, and some dead bodies left to rot. Taking rot in hell to a whole new level I guess.

I just kept walking, and I had many people make flirts or other inappropriate gestures, but I ignored them. That's when I found a cage that had fresh blood on the floor, and torture devices against the wall on a cart. Knives, saws, tasers, blow torches. Anything that they'd used in him surely pissed me off.

Crowley had given me the keys, and when I found Dean's cell I unlocked it. And, I was horrified and furious with what I saw.

He was beaten up and bruised, and hanging from the ceiling by his wrists Bleeding, burns from the torch or taser. Dean was alive and breathing, but unconscious. Once I was done here, I'd give Crowley I piece of my mind.

I took keys from the table, and began to unlock his chains. This made him regain consciousness, and he stared at me wide eyed. He was barely able to give out any words.

"Zee?"

When I finished undoing the chains, Dean fell down and started coughing and panting.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Long story hotshot. Crowley said we have to stay here four months our time before we can leave... But I'm gonna help you get out."

"What are you talking about? Did you sell yours too?"

"No. I gave Crowley my powers."

"Powers?"

"Queen of Hellhounds. Yeah, surprised me too."

Dean just stared at me but started laughing.

"You're a stubborn bitch yknow that?"

"I take after my best friend."

I retorted and he shot me a playful glare.

Now... We had to spend forty years down here. Torturing and being tortured.