WOW: Achilles Heel.

Tag to 6.09, Clap Your Hands if You Believe, so possibly very vague spoilers for that episode.

Those faeries are cruel little sonsofbitches. Dean's facing a terrible torture – far worse than anything Crowley could dream up.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, and this is unlikely to change anytime soon.


Dean's nose twitched as the aroma of hot cherry pie drifted around the motel room. Letting out a pained whimper, he licked lips shining with moist anticipation.

Gazing at glistening cherry filling oozing between fat slabs of golden, buttery pastry, his face crumpled into a mask of desperate need; he longed to tuck in and fill his belly to bursting with mouthwatering, sugary bliss.

But one single bite of the enchanted faerie food and he would be forever lost.

Those faeries wanted Dean, they knew his Achilles heel and would exploit it mercilessly to claim their prize.

Dean shivered.

Faeries he could fight … but pie?