**Just wanted to apologize that I took so long to update!!

You felt much better after your shower. Sam had been right, your hair was stringy, and you were developing a certain odor that needed to go. You knew Sam was waiting for you, but you still took your time, enjoying the warm spray as it splashed over you.

Feeling clean, you stepped out, the shower doing wonders for your attitude. You felt much better, more confident that things could go in your way, and you had a slight bounce to your step as you made your way into your room, changing into a faded pair of jeans and a long sleeved gray t-shirt. Lacing your boots, you threw your hair in a loose braid before grabbing a soft blue and gray flannel. 

Sam was waiting by his hot wired car, a smile on his face when you finally showed up. "I wasn't sure if you had changed your mind or not. But hey, you do smell better." He teased, and you slapped him on his shoulder.

"Shut up." You sassed back. "Your idea of a shower was a good one. I didn't want it to end." You answered, climbing into the grungy car. "Hey Sam, next time you hot wire a car, can you pick something a little nicer?"

He gave you a look, squinting his eyes at you as he climbed into the driver's seat. It had been too long since the two of you had teased each other like this, and it was nice. It wasn't taking away the fact that you were dealing with an evil witch, and your Mark wearing boyfriend could be committing a massacre at any moment. But it lightened your mood, making it easier to deal with the things that were to come.

The ride to the old brewery was short, and soon you were marching inside, your stomach churning at the thought of getting back in action again. Only minutes earlier you had been brave, talking the talk, but at the thought of coming into contact with Rowena you were partly ready to turn tail and run.

Sam, however, was behind you the entire way, giving you no choice but to make your way into the damp and stinky room. Rowena was busy at the table, writing away, while Cas stood across from her, his arms crossed, a look of disdain on his face. He had healed himself from all of his Dean inflicted wounds, and you wanted to hug him and thank him for trying to protect you from Dean.

Rowena must have sensed you, because she looked up, a sly smile on her face. She was a little more ruffled than the last time you had seen her. Her black dress was creased, smudges of dirt along the hem and cuffs. Her hair was losing part of it's curls, but still shiny and clean. Her make-up was still perfect, and you wondered if she used a spell to keep herself looking like that. "Well, hello my dear." She purred, standing up and making a step towards you. 

At her voice, Cas stood up, giving you a smile. "Y/N, I'm glad you came. How are you feeling?" He asked you, striding over to stand in front of you.

"Much better." You answered, staying close to him and Sam, your previous interactions with Rowena making you weary around her.

"What happened? Were you attacked my dear?" Rowena asked, moving forward, getting stopped by the shackles around her hands.

"None of your business." Sam smarted off to her. "Now, have you figured out how we are going to get the ingredients?"

She took a step back, acting hurt at his words. "Sam, I was just worried for the poor girl. Did Dean do this?" She asked, but the three of you ignored her.

"I have your final ingredient." Another voice said, one that brought chills down your spine, and you really wished you had stayed back. You weren't sure what would happen now, or if you would take off running.

"Crowley?" Sam asked, turning to face the door where Crowley was currently standing.

"The one and only." He answered, and it was then he noticed you standing in Sam's shadow. "Y/N." He said, his voice deep and breathy. 

"Hi Crowley." You mumbled, taking a step toward Sam.

Cas looked at Crowley. "I take it you have all the ingredients."

Crowley shrugged. "Almost. But I have the hardest one."

You were entranced, your gaze moving between Crowley and his mother. "No, it's not. You see, I was able to dig deep, and I found out that you in fact, did love one thing." He answered, snapping his fingers, and a tall, golden haired Adonis walked through the door, wearing a grease spattered apron and a confused look on his face.

"Whose that?" You asked Cas, who shrugged.

Rowena looked at the man, confusion evident on her face. "Him? I've never met the man in my life." She stuttered. 

"I beg to differ. When you had run from Scotland, you were taken care of by a peasant family. A family who had a sick boy. You saved him, used a spell. Well here he is." Crowley told her, a gleam to his eyes at the fact that he had outmaneuvered his manipulative mother.

"Oskar?" She asked, shell shocked.

He came forward, his gaze softening towards Rowena as he realized who she was. She pulled him into her arms, squeezing him tight in a hug. You stared as she looked up, her eyes full of tears, before she raised a knife. Holding a gasp in, you could only watch as you stabbed him in the neck. He stiffened in shock, before she leaned him over so he could bleed into her bowl. "I'm so sorry." She kept muttering, rubbing his back as his life slowly left him.

Once he was gone, she pushed him back, and he fell with a plop to the floor. "There, that's done. Now what?"

"I need to go get the other two items." Crowley stated, turning to leave.

Sam stopped him. "Will you be able to?" He asked, and Crowley raised his eyebrow at him. "I'm the King of Hell. Of course I can get the other two items." He said before disappearing.

Once he was gone, Cas turned to Sam. "Now what? Are you going to wait here for the other ingredients?"

Sam looked at you, biting his lip in thought. "No. Y/N and I are going to go try to find my brother." He said, looking at you for confirmation, and you nodded. You weren't sure what you would find when you found him, but you needed to see him, to try and help him.