Kate quickly turned her head hearing Dean yell for her. It's been a few weeks now that she has been a servant, a slave, bitch…whatever you wanted to call it for Dean. She thought Hell was bad but nothing compared to what Dean would do to her when he was angry or frustrated.
Kate ran down the hall and towards the room Dean was usually in…the torture chamber where the souls would go back and forth on the rack. As she ran she was running into the demons that would hiss, growl and scowl at her because they weren't allowed to touch her. She was Dean's and every demon and soul torturer knew that.
Kate swallowed hard as she opened the door and walked in. She closed the door behind her and stood against it as she watched him throw another body back on the rack. She turned her head closing her eyes seeing what he had done to the poor soul.
"What took you so long?" he mumbled walking over to the table with all the instruments. Some he used on her when he was angered and lately that was every day.
"You better be." He looked over at her, his eyes half black and half what they used to be. The beautiful gorgeous green eyes she loved, she still loved but this wasn't the man she loved, not anymore. "Get over here."
Kate walked over to him, her hands folded together in front of her. She knew what was coming. He was going to hurt her, he was angry.
"I'm actually in quite the good mood today Kate." He stood there his back to her. She thought a weight was lifted off her shoulders but it didn't last long. "Get on the table."
Dean turned his head those half black and green eyes staring at her, "I said get on that fucking table or I swear I'll rip you limb from limb."
Kate looked away tears springing to her eyes as she walked over to it. She stared at it. She hasn't been on one since the day she was brought down after the Hell she had gone through up on Earth with Lilith because she wouldn't tell her where the Winchesters were.
Kate slowly slid herself on top of it. She felt his hands on hers as he pulled her back against the table, lying as comfortable as she could on the cold hard metal table. He placed her hands above her head and took the shackles cuffing her hands to them. A small sob came out of her mouth and Dean smirked, "Aw baby don't worry nothing bad is going to happen." He gave a soft kiss to her index finger then bit at it.
If he wasn't going to hurt her what was he going to do to her?
Dean leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I want to hear you scream my name."
He grabbed the knife from the table and traced her face with it. She watched the tip of the blood stained knife. A small whimper came from her as he moved the knife down her neck and then he took her shirt in his hand and cut through it.
"Dean…please don't do this," she begged and then felt the cold knife on her skin. She shivered and goose bumps rose on her skin.
"Mmmm, your skin is so perfect."
Dean walked around the table and ran his hand and the knife over her skin, "Hasn't been touched in years I see."
Dean ran the knife down to the button on her jeans and cut it open then pulled roughly at her jeans pulling them all the way off and onto the ground.
"Dean please this isn't you," she cried. She's cried it so many times while he hurt her. He was going to rape her.
"You're barking up the wrong tree sweetheart," he said with a smirk on the face, "Because this is all me!"
He pulled his shirt over his head and she saw the scars all over his body and she cried closing her eyes.
"You have no idea what sort of pain I am in," he said as he pulled his jeans down his legs and then his boxers. He leaned over and cut her panties off with the knife still in his hand then climbed on top of the table between her legs, "I want the pain to just go away so you are going to make me feel good you got that? That is what you are Kate! You're a whore and you're going to make good to that name! Now shut up and take it!"
"Fine!" she yelled as she stared him in the eyes, those cold black and green eyes, "Take whatever the fuck you want from me but so you know I'll never forgive you for this Dean!"
"I can live with that."
With that said Dean thrusted hard up into her. Kate cried out. It wasn't the same as when her and Dean had had sex before. It was harder, painful and rough and not the good kind of rough they use to use on each other.
Kate closed her eyes letting him have his way with her. She wanted it to all end. This may be worse than when he would beat her.
As Dean continued small flashes of Kate ran through his mind. She was smiling and talking to him, holding him. But as soon as the flashes would come, they'd disappear. Dean didn't fully understand any of what he was seeing but he didn't care at the moment. All he cared about was the release he was building up inside his body. He gripped her thighs roughly and let go inside her. He watched her scream in pain and somewhat pleasure.
Dean was breathing heavy his eyes closed and that's when he remembered something about Kate. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, "Katie…" he whispered staring down at her but she wouldn't look at him and just like that he forgot what was going through his mind.
He unhooked the shackles and with all her strength, all that she had she pushed him off her making him land on his feet a few good feet from her as she grabbed her jeans and held onto the ripped shirt. She looked at him one more time before running out of the torture chamber.
"Kate…KATE!" he yelled.
Dean sat up in a pool of sweat, "Katie!"
He ran his hand through his wet hair and frowned. He glanced to his left and saw Sam staring at him.
"Dean…what's going on?"
"Nothing, just a bad dream." But he knew, both of them knew, it was more than a bad dream but Dean wasn't talking, nor will he ever about what he dreams about, about what he has done in Hell and what he had done to Kate.
"Ok, well I found Anna."
"Where is she?"
"Her family's church."
"Alright let's go." Dean got off the bed and Sam frowned watching his brother grab his stuff. Sam knew something was going on with Dean but just like his brother he hides his emotions and keeps them way down for no one to ever find them.
"You're Dean…The Dean?" asked Anna looking at him with such admiration.
Dean looked at Sam and smirked nodding his head a little, "Yeah…The Dean."
"Oh my God, it's you. It's really you. The angels talk about you all the time. You were in Hell, then Castiel pulled you out and some of them think you can help save us. And some of them don't like you at all. They talk about you all the time lately. I feel like I know you."
"So you talk to angels?" asked Dean.
"No, no, no way. They probably don't even know I exist. I just kind of…overhear them."
"You overhear them?" asked Sam looking confused.
"Yeah they talk and sometimes I just…hear them in my head."
"Like right now?" asked Dean.
"Not right this second but a lot of times I do. I can't shut them out there are so many."
"So, they lock you up with a case of the crazies when really you were just...Tuning into angel radio?" Dean smiled.
"Yes. Thank you."
"Anna, when did the voices start? Do you remember?" asked Sam.
"I can tell you exactly - September 18th," Anna said.
"The day I got out of hell," Dean said.
"First words I heard, clear as a bell - "Dean Winchester is saved.""
Dean looked away from Anna and at Sam, "What do you think?"
"It's above my pay grade, man," Sam said.
"Well, at least now we know why the demons want you so bad. They get a hold of you; they can hear everything the other side's cooking. You're 1-900-angel," Dean said to Anna.
"Hey, um, do you know - are my parents okay? I - I didn't go home. I was afraid," Anna said. Before they got a chance to answer, Ruby came rushing into the church, "You got the girl. Good, let's go."
"Her face!" Anna yelled. She was able to see Ruby's true form.
"It's okay. She's here to help," Sam said.
"Yeah, don't be so sure," Dean said
"We have to hurry," Ruby said.
"Why?" asked Dean.
"Because a demon's coming - big-timer. We can fight later, Dean. Let's just get out of here. Please?" she begged. But Dean was still focused on Ruby, "Well, that's pretty convenient showing up right when we find the girl with some big wig on your tail?"
"I didn't bring him here. You did," Ruby said. "He followed you from the girl's house. We got to go now!"
"Dean," said Sam looking over at the stature that started bleeding from the eyes. Dean had a bad feeling run through him. Some kind of familiarity ran through him and a flash of Hell went through his mind. He knew.
Sam grabbed Anna's hand and walked her to the closet, "Stay in here and don't move ok?" She nodded as Sam closed the door.
"Sam you got to pull him right away," said Ruby as the three got ready facing the attic door waiting for whatever demon was going to come through that door.
The door flew open and they all looked at the man coming through the door. Dean's eyes widened knowing exactly who it was. Sam put his hand out and began to pull the demon out of the man his eyes went white then he cleared his throat and fixed the collar on his shirt, "That tickles. You don't have the juice to take me on Sam."
Alistair threw Sam down the stairs. Sam shook his head and rubbed it feeling all the pain of the stairs and he looked up seeing Kate.
She looked at Sam and then up the stairs where Alistair had gone. She slowly went up the stairs and looked through the door as she watched Dean getting punched by Alistair.
"Come on Dean. Don't you recognize me? Oh I forgot, I'm wearing a pediatrician. But we were so close…in Hell."
"Alistair," Dean said and Alistair smiled as he turned his head.
"And surely you remember her."
Dean turned his head and swallowed hard seeing Kate stand by the door staring at them, "Katie." He watched her back a way a bit and his eyes softened as she backed away. She was still afraid of him.
"I brought her for a trade Dean," said Alistair, "I knew she was your weakness, everyone knew that's why they went after her before you went to Hell. So give me the girl and you can have little Katie back."
Before Dean could answer Sam ran pass Kate and stabbed Alistair in the back with Ruby's knife. Alistair let Dean go and turned to Sam, "You're going to have to try a lot better than that son."
Dean took the chance to run over to Kate who flinched and backed away from him, "Come on Katie I gotta get you out of here and away from him." Kate shook her head with tears in her eyes and Dean frowned. She wasn't budging she saw him as the monster he was in Hell not the man she fell in love with so long ago.
Sam grabbed Kate's hand, "Come on Kate we got you ok?" She looked at Sam a little afraid of what he was going to do but had no time to run or tell them to leave her alone as she was forced to jump out the window with the Winchesters.
Authors Note: Ok so you all know this is taking place in season four but there will be a lot more flashes of Kate and Dean in Hell. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review :D