It had been a week since the accident. You went out on a bender every night to get rid if the pain that the plain old numbness didn't get rid of. Who knew a patch of ice could change someone's whole world. One night stumbling you if the bar you ran into some old friends who stopped you from being vampire chow. You hadn't seen the Winchesters since you had officially gotten out of the game several years ago. Since you were too far gone to tell them anything and they didn't know where you lived they took you back to the hotel with them for the night.
When you wake in the morning your head pounds with the beat of your heart. You get up and wander to the bathroom where you splash water on your face and neck, which helps at least until you can take an actual shower. You cone out and see the brothers on the other bed and couch respectively. As you go past the couch Dean speaks.
"Good morning (y/n) ready to explain last night?"
"Wasn't planning on it, thanks anyeways." Dean stands, walks to the door, and leans against it.
"You don't gtpet to walk out on family like that. Especially not after last night."
"Its nothing Dean just a little bit of a bender, I am of age and am an adult I'm allowed to do these things when life hands me a shit ton of shit."
"Yeah well I did some checking after we dropped you in bed last night and the bartender says you've been there every night for the last week, he also said it was up to ytouyto tell us why. So start talking."
"A friend of mine got in a car accident little less then a week ago its nothing I'm just working my way through it." You defend.
"Still want the whole story and you are not leaving until I get it." After an intense staring contest where you consider punching Dean several times you finally give in with a sigh.
"Fine," I say sitting huffily down on the couch.
"Great I'll wake Sammy up. You want anything to drink?"
"What kinda question is that?"
"Here you go," Dean hands you a beer and sits in the chair opposite you Sam still trying to wake up in the other.
"Cheers," you take a swig from the beer," I met her after I officially retired from hunting, got my GED, and started my new job. It was like things just clicked when we met, we hit it off right away. She was the sister I never had and with four younger siblings still in school it was a whole new family. We would all hang out together sometimes and it was fun. Then last week they were going on a trip to visit their parents. One sharp corner, one patch of black ice, and a truck coming in the opposite direction. Car split in half my friend and her little sister, the youngest of them all, died as soon as the truck hit. One of her brothers was touch and GI for a few days, the other two had minimal injuries. The guy in the other truck was just fine, of course he has to live with the death of two people for the rest of his life, but no one blames him. It wasn't his fault." You can feel the tears streaming down your face.
"Oh (y/n) I'm so sorry." Sam says with his very sad puppy eyes.
"So how about you guys what have you been up to." Dean hands you a glass of whisky and you take a drink, loving the burn.
"This is a long story you might be spending the night here again." Dean warns taking a sip of his own whisky.
"Fire away bro."
"Demons? What do you think I am a freaking green horn? They aren't real!" You too back your drink finishing it off.
"Oh they're real, and a real pain in the ass too." Dean says topping off your drink.
"Guys I haven't been gone that long! Do you really think you can pull the wool over my eyes?"
"Well we could show you, but that is dangerous and you and I are down for the count." Dean says gesturing between the two of you.
"I'm sure Sam can handle it by himself if they're even real." You scoff finishing your drink again.
"What do you say Sammy let's show (y/n) what she's been missing."
"Dean I don't think.." Sam starts before his brother cuts him off.
"Its fine we can handle him."
"Dean!" Sam snaps, as Dean starts the summoning symbol.
"There's no harm Sammy. Crowley will mostly just want a drink as well." Dean says going back to the summoning spell.
"I'm entirely against this." Sam says sitting back down in defeat. Dean continues about his work until the summoning is finished.
"What do you want? I'm not to be called like some bloody dog!" Crowley growls upon seeing Sam and Dean.
"Just proving an old friend wrong is all. See (y/n) demons are very real." Dean grins towards you as you stand and walk to Crowley.
"Yeah and I was just born yesterday. How can I be sure you boys still aren't just pulling my leg?" You go nose to nose with Crowley trying to tell what makes him a demon.
"Oh love, you are a pretty thing aren't you," Crowley allows his eyes to change to their red color,then he whispers,"and a very sad girl you are. How can I help?" You stumble back, then look to Sam and Dean.
"Alright say it's true that he is a demon, how did you boys get tangled in that mess?"
"Well you see (y/n) it all started when our dad went on a hunting trip..." Dean starts and tells you the whole story, during which time you ply him and Sam with drinks and stop yourself.
"That is a very long path," you say as Dean yawns, " but you boys are tired and I'd better be getting home. Good night see you tomorrow. " You stay just long enough to see Sam and Dean pass out on either bed, before grabbing Crowley's sleeve and hauling him outside.
"Alright you're a demon how does the deal thing work."
"No beating around the bush with you eh love? It's very easy you tell me what you want or need and I make it happen. At the cost of your soul of course and you only have ten years."
"No take backs, no way the deal can be taken back and the thing I spent my soul on to be reversed?"
"No that'd be bad for business. And I am a very good businessman Ms. (L/n)."
"I want you to bring my friend and her sister back. Make it so that the car accident never happened... and erase all her memories of me. Erase all memories from everyone in this town that include me."
"That all love? Plan on disappearing? What about the boys want them to forget about this accident as well?"
"If you would please, and when you come to take my soul in ten years can you... I mean could you make it look like cancer? Or maybe a hunting accident? I don't want anybody knowing about this deal except you and me."
"Very specific so as noir to cause harm to those around you, and prevent attention being drawn my way. Very smart girl why did these boys ever let you go? All that's left to do is seal the deal with a kiss."
"Really? It couldn't be a handshake or something?" You wrinkle your nose in distaste.
"A kiss represents more then a handshake, don't you read fairy tales?"
"Yes, but I never really liked them that much. Let's get it done with shall we?" Crowley wraps his arm around your waist, you close your eyes, and he gives you a quick peck on the lips.
"That wasn't so bad now was it? I'll be seeing you in ten years love. Unless something happens to send you my way sooner." Crowley vanishes without a sound, which you have to say is slightly unnerving.
THREE YEARS LATER
Over the lat three years you had been to check on your friend many times. She was doing well, married, with a baby on the way. You couldn't be happier for her. Hunting with the boys had been a blast over the last three years. You hadn't realized it, but you had really missed hunting.
And this was just another hunt, another notch on your belt. Vampire nest in Alabama, they were causing some real problems. They had taken one too many people, caused too much attention to come their way.
You considered this to be easy even green hunters could take on vamps without a problem, but thus time you were a little too slow. You didn't quite catch all the warning signs. You and the boys thought that'd you'd gotten the last of the nest. You were crossing to meet Sam and Dean a short distance across that abandoned warehouse. About twenty feet separated you and the boys, it was just enough. Something dropped from above, you felt a bone or two snap, then a searing pain in your neck as the vamp started to drink. A scream of pain escapes your lips, then the weight is gone and your head is rushing to meet the concrete floor.
You feel arms wrap around you before your head hits. Then a voice you can't quite hear calling to you stating something about leaving. Another voice calls out and you recognize and hear this one crystal clear, Crowley calling your soul to hell, you follow.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N) wake up! Stay with me now!" Dean says as he catches her from hitting the floor while Sammy takes out the last Vamp, "Come on open your eyes!" Sam rushes over to check on you. The first thing he notices is that you aren't breathing any more.
"Dean," Sam says, dejected note in his voice,"she's gone Dean."
"No she's not Sammy! We just need to get her to a hospital!" Dean has tears flowing freely down his face now.
"There's nothing we can do Dean she's dead." Sam places a hand on Deans shoulder.
"She's our little sister Sammy we can't just let her go!"
"I'm sorry Squirrel, but you have to. Just let her go that is." Crowley says appearing out of no where, " She made a deal. Granted she still had seven years left, but this is and extenuating circumstance that she never disagreed to in our agreement."
"So you set that Vampire on her you sick evil bastard?" Dean exclaims allowing hate to burn away sadness.
"No I didn't. I was hoping she would makes it the full ten, but the length of a hunters life is never certain. Do accept my apologies and sincerest wishes on your own health boys. Ta-ta." He disappear just as he came, without a sound.