Sam’s Fear (part 2)

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“Crowley!” Dean called, his voice thick with panic…  

In an instant, the demon appeared behind Dean.

“Crowley here,” He looked and Dean, smiling, but his face changed
quickly. He frowned when he saw Sam on the floor under the table, holding a
knife to his neck.  

“What’s going on with Moose?” asked Crowley, his eyes never leaving Sam, his
voice showing sincere concern. Dean turned to face Crowley, his face red.

“Dammit Crowley, if I knew, I’d be helping him!  Why the hell do you
think I called you! Maybe he’s under a spell, I mean, just look at him!  Come on, you know that this is not how he is!
Even when he’s upset he’s not like this!”

Crowley nodded, looking from Sam to Dean, and back to Sam again.  Then he lifted his hand, spreading his
fingers wide, waving it over Sam’s general direction.

“Right. Well, I can’t tell what it is Dean, but you’re right. It’s some sort
of a spell.”

Dean closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. He couldn’t believe what
he was about to say. He sighed heavily and turned to face the demon.

“Can you please find Rowena?”  Dean suddenly grabbed Crowley, shaking
him by the shoulders. Crowley pretended to be offended by the outburst, but of
course, he couldn’t resist Dean even if he wanted to. There was just something
about the Winchesters. He removed Dean’s hands from his jacket, holding on
a second longer than he probably should have.

“Happy to.”

Releasing Dean’s hands, he disappeared.
Dean didn’t have to wait long.  Moments
later, he reappeared, Rowena clutching his arm. She clearly wasn’t too pleased
to be dragged here, but the moment she saw Sam, she gasped in concern and moved
to his side. 

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