Trust

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Sam was long gone with Ajay. Dean was going to the safe boat to bring Alley and Kevin food.

"Kevin. Alley." Dean called.

Dean walked through the whole bunker.

"Guys." Dean yelled walking into Alley's room.

Dean was about to leave when he saw something red on a closet door. Dean walked closer to find a devils trap painted on the door with various other symbols. He looked on the floor to find salt. Dean shook his head going to open the door. He pulled his hand away.

"Why is the door handle wet?" Dean asked.

"Holy water." Alley called from the otherside of the door.

"What's with the protective closet?"

"Protection." Kevin answered.

"From?" Dean questioned.

Kevin and Alley looked at each other. They winced sitting closer together. Alley looped her hands in Kevin's as there legs intertwined.

"Crowley." Alley whispered against Kevin's shoulder." He knows where we are."

"Come on you two. Out of the closet." Dean said.

Alley grumbled getting up before pulling Kevin up with her. The two walked to the kitchen area. Alley's and were draped protectively around Kevin's chest.

"Sit." Dean motioned towards two seats.

Kevin sat down pulling Alley into his lap.

"Me. Sam. We're here. We are going to protect you. I won't let him touch you. It's okay guys. You don't need to hide in the closet." Dean encouraged.

Alley and Kevin gave each other skeptic looks. Kevin grabbed the food and Alley grabbed Dean's pie heading back to the closet. Dean groaned.

Ajay's pov

I strolled over to my taxi with pizza in hand. I took a bite enjoying the deliciousness.

"Hello Ajay." Crowely said from the back.

I reached over to get out but there door locked.

"A little bird told me you are helping Sam. I'd that true?" Crowley asked.

"Me? Help Sam? Who is this Sam?" I stuttered.

"Don't okay coy with me. I know your helping Sam. Now I just need you to answer a few questions for me." Crowely stated.

I nodded swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Who is Sam trying to bring back?"

"The guy you had me bring to hell. Bobby." I answered.

He asked me a few more questions before nodding. Crowley leant forward and stabbed a knife into my chest. I coughed choking on my own blood before going limp.

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