Characters: Sam Winchester, That Damn Crossroads Demon and an ODC (original demon character)
Disclaimer:All things Supernatural belong to Kripke;
Summary: The Crossroads Demon gets her soul. Written as an alternative coda to All Hell Breaks Loose and season 3 of Supernatural.
A/N: This is the first story in the immortal Dean Series.
The Hellhound had attacked and it was over. After a year of researching and praying and following up on every promise of a solution, Dean was dead. Sam wasn't sure how long he had been sitting in the middle of a field, in the middle of nowhere South Dakota, clutching Dean's lifeless body, but he didn't care. He wasn't ready to let go or move or begin building the pyre that would take Dean away forever. He wasn't sure he'd ever be ready.
"Is this how you felt, Dean, when I died?" He finally understood why Dean had done it. Sam was shocked to realize that if there were any chance that some crossroads demon would have made a deal with him, he'd have already been in the Impala.
Sam continued to sit there, shedding silent tears over Dean. "Bobby, I'll wait for Bobby and Ellen." The surrogate parents were already on their way and Sammy wouldn't have to say goodbye alone.
In that dark and endless night known as hell, the crossroads demon waited. The hell hound approached holding the glowing package in its teeth. Eagerly, she stepped forward to claim Dean's soul.
She could barely contain her glee. "We are going to have such fun together." She reached out to touch the coveted soul. As her fingers closed on the orb, it darted out of her grasp and vanished.
She looked down at her empty hand, "That is not possible"
"I'm afraid it is." The crossroads demon turned to face the glowing red demon who had deprived her of her spoils.
"What are you doing here, Lathos? I made a clean deal. Give me back what is rightfully mine."
"Yes, it was a clean deal and you got to hold Dean's soul for, oh, a full second. That was enough to fulfill the contract." Lathos always enjoyed teaching the lesser demons a lesson.
"What are you saying?"
"You know how I hate to disappoint you and yours," sarcasm dripping from every word, "but I am afraid that Dean Winchester's soul came with some fine print that you didn't bother to read."
The crossroads demon stared at him. No no no screamed her mind
Lathos sighed in an overly dramatic fashion. "That's what happens when rookies try to play with the big boys."
"You bastard. You knew and you let me make the deal anyway." Arrgh, this is why Hell is Hell even for Demons. How was she going to explain the loss of Dean Winchester to her superiors?
The crossroads demon had only herself to blame. She should have realized that Dean Winchester's soul, having been reaped once and returned as part of his Dad's deal, was not a straight forward collection. Additional paperwork would have been required. "Stupid, so stupid."
"Ok, I can fix this." She offered to Lathos. "I'll just get a sword, go back up there and cut his damn head off myself."
"Sorry, doesn't work that way. You know the rules. Dean's an immortal now and off limits." With one final smirk, he vanished.
She hated the red tape demons, friggin' lawyers of the underworld. They were always ruining everybody's fun.
In the middle of a field, in the middle of nowhere South Dakota, Dean started to breathe.
A/N: The next story in the Immortal!Dean Series is "Others Such as Me"