Judy was completely in shambles. She didn't know what to do being in her room for most of the night since they arrived. Sitting on her bed she sighed deeply not knowing what to actually do.

She was lost.

Rubbing her head she fell back onto her bed hitting something that had been under her blankets. Blinking she pulled her covers back and seen the small photo album that she had been looking through the night she left to go back to Indiana.

She had forgotten it was there.

Grabbing the album she opened the book and started flipping through. Family photos were stashed away in the little orange book. Looking through them she came to her and Nikki when they were small.

She snorted. They had changed a lot since then. Flipping through more there was a picture of her grandfather and her, her grandfather and Nikki, and then her dad and mom. Flipping onto the next page she stopped seeing their most recent picture together.

The day they got their protection wards.

 That was only half a year ago maybe. So much had changed since then and it pulled tears to her eyes. They had grown and times changed. They weren't the innocent little girls that they use to be back before they knew what went bump in the night.

A sob slipped from her lips as she shut the album and tossed it off her bed. She covered her eyes and rubbed them clean of the tears. Sighing and rubbing the tears away she tossed her legs over the side of her bed.

Grabbing her phone she dailed Crowley's number.

It rang several times before he picked up.

"Fancy hearing from you Chipmunk. How goes the hunt for your better halfs soul?"

His tone was dull, but cheery. She cringed wanting to bash his stupid face in.

"My dad and her parents are involved now."

"Oh the whole family back together again? What a reunion."

"My dad is gonna kill you, Crowley."

There was a chuckle on the other end.

"He can try, but he'll regret it if he does."

Judy narrowed her eyes.

"The fuck does that mean, Crowley?"

"It means, Chipmunk, that if that behemoth of a man comes anywhere near me or what's mine, he'll be dealt with accordingly. No doubt he would use his own family as bait?"

He would. She knew her dad better than anyone. If it was to kill the King of Hell, her father would use Nikki as bait to try and catch Crowley.

"You stay away from him."

"Oh I plan on it. I plan on staying here in Hell along side my -- well, you know who."

That little happy ring in Crowley's tone was going to make her smash her head into a wall if he kept it up.

"Just... lay low until you figure something out with her soul."

"My help is already on it. They're tracking her soul and where it could have went. It'll take some time, but trust me, we'll find it."

Crowley said his smirk showing in his tone.

"Ta-ta Chipmunk. I'll send Nikki your love."

And the line went dead. Judy pulled her phone away from her ear and looked down at the screen. She scoffed tossing her body down onto the bed.

Time was running out.

The next morning Judy found Dean in the kitchen. He was holding his arm in the early morning. Arching a brow Judy approached him slowly.

"Dean?"

The older man jumped a bit releasing his arm. She looked at him and he at her.

"Hey kid."

"You okay?"

She asked. Dean took a moment before he nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He said. Judy bit her inner cheek before walking over to the counter beside him. Coffee was brewing, which was good because she had little to no sleep.

"I meant the mark, Dean."

She offered knowing that the man had been different since he had been changed human again, but still had the mark of Cain. He nodded slowly his eyes turned to the coffee pot.

"Yeah, well, I'm managing. 12 step program and all that."

He chuckled trying to lighten the mood.

"Any word from Crowley?"

He asked changing the subject quickly. Judy shook her head. Crossing her arms she leaned back against the counter listening to the coffee brewing behind her.

"No. Where's Cas?"

"He left a few days ago. Went looking for Cain."

Just frowned. He must have left right after their little rendezvous in the library.

"Hey? You okay? You look awful."

Judy rubbed her cheek quickly and sighed.

"I didn't get much sleep. I'm worried. And my dad isn't helping."

"Yeah, well, he's worried about you both even if he does have a funny way of showing it."

Dean shrugged his gaze turning to her. She glanced up at him, seeing that he seemed just as exhausted as her.

"You think we can save her?"

"I know you doubt everything right now, kid. But if Crowley cares as much as he says he does, he'll get her soul back one way or another."

Dean scoffed making a face bringing up Crowley having feeling for Nikki. He chuckled and shook his head.

"What?"

Judy asked. Dean's face changed it turned into a regretful look. He looked down at Judy with his lower lip pulled between his teeth.

"Why Crowley?"

He asked. Judy arched her brow.

"I mean -- there are plenty of other guys. Better guys. Guys who aren't -- "

"Demonic? Powerful? Ruler of Hell?"

"Uh, yeah."

"I don't think that's why she likes him, Dean."

Judy explained finding it odd that her early morning conversation with Dean Winchester is about the type of men her cousin is attracted to.

"She's weird. She's not attracted to looks or what someone can give her. She likes people for how they are, how they act -- think she said she was Pansexual."

"I'm sorry, Pansexual? What's that mean?"

Dean questioned confused shaking his head. Judy held out hee hands.

"She's attracted to a Personality before anything else. Looks and what they can provide for her are just smaller wins."

Dean stood there silent for a moment.

"So.... They way she gets treated by someone or how they act is what makes her hop in bed with them?"

Judy shrugged but nodded. Dean shook his head with a scoff causing Judy to snort.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Dean?"

She pushed causing Dean to shake his head. Judy narrowed her eyes a little before it dawned on her.

"You like her?"

Dean scoffed and looked at her with an astonshied expression.

"What?"

Judy's mouth dropped wide open as she pushed herself off the counter.

"You like her!?"

Her acquisitions seemed correct. Pointing an accusing finger toward Dean as he hurried away from her trying to escape.

"Thays why you were mad when you found out she was sleeping with Crowley! It wasn't because of Crowley! It was because of her!"

"Hey I don't -- "

"Admit it Dean!"

Judy yelled having the man shake his head. He threw his hands up in the air.

"Even if -- and that's a big if -- even if I did like her, she's under Crowley's spell!"

"Spell?"

Judy questioned. Dean glared at her.

"Their contract thing! Sam told me all about it. How he's in her head now, hearing her every thought, talking to her! He did the same with Kevin, it's a spell and if he did that then -- "

"Then he could have her under another spell?"

The sound of boots hammering before them stopped the both of them from speaking. Michael stood there looking between the both of them.

"What about a spell?"

"We think Crowley might -- "

"Know how to get her soul back with a spell."

Judy said cutting Dean off. Michael narrowed his eyes looking between his daughter and Dean.

"With Rowena."

Dean added going along with Judy's story. Michael crossed his arms over his chest.

"Laura said that Rowena isn't reliable. That her magic is dangerous."

"Yeah, well, Crowley seems to care enough about Nikki, I don't think he'd let her get hurt."

Dean cleared his throat as he finished. Michael just looked at the both of them.

"We're having a family meeting."

Her father informed them. Judy, in all her tiredness, crossed the kitchen and back into the library.

Everyone was awake now.

"I have had word from my coven. It seems they've sent some help to find her."

Laura said sitting from her chair. Dean had followed the both of them out of the kitchen.

"Coven? You're a witch?"

Dean hadn't ever actually met anyone other than Michael and his father. And meeting Michael's father was almost just as intimidating, if not more, than Michael himself.

"Rowena is an ex-witch of our order. She's highly dangerous and apparently had been captured by this Crowley."

Dean glanced at Judy.

"Yeah, he has. He's going to use her to try and help get Nikki's soul back."

"Her methods of spells are unstable and dangerous. She cannot be trusted."

Dean opened his mouth a little. He had seen just what Rowena's spells could do first hand, so he couldn't really argue there.

"What it sounds like to me -- "

Tim said finally speaking up.

"Is that Crowley has a thing for my daughter and he's willing to help her however possible. I think we should trust him and let him do his thing."

"Timothy!"

Laura snapped. Tim just shrugged his shoulders.

"What good are we doing by sitting here and talking? The Winchesters are on this case and this King of Hell is even working to help her? We're two hunters and a witch. I say we go home and wait for news."

Everyone in the room just looked at him.

"Are you serious?"

Dean questioned looking at the man. Tim shrugged his shoulders.

"If she remains soulless for too long then she'll start hurting people!"

He snapped causing Tim to just look at Dean.

"Then I guess we'll just have to kill her."

The whole room fell silent. They just looked at Tim. Laura shook her head and folded her hands over her face sighing deeply.

"You'd kill your own kid?"

Dean swallowed anxiously. Tim just gave him a blank stare.

"She wouldn't hurt anyone anymore and she'd be at peace."

Tim's answer caused Dean to shake his head and turn away.

"That's not gonna happen because that's not an option! I won't let you hurt her! She's better than that!"

"Then what do you suggest we do? She's in Hell, but we have no leads on her soul."

Michael questioned. Just that moment Sam walked in through the front doors. Everyone turned and looked at him in his runners outfit. He was out of breath and came to a stop in the library. He looked at everyone.

"Hey? What's going on?"

Sam questioned feeling the intense state of the room upon his enterence.

Catching Sam up to speed as Dean angrily informed his younger brother of the great plan her father had Dam couldn't help but give the man a certain look. It was almost as if he couldn't believe that he was willing to kill his own daughter.

Sam could tell Dean was beyond pissed at the suggestion. Then Sam just had to open his mouth.

"If she ends up hurting people Dean, we might not have a choice."

Dean stopped and turned on his brother. He puffed out his chest in anger and grabbed hold of his arm. Both Sam and Judy noticed, the two knowing why he was doing so.

"No, Sammy, we always have a choice. And killing her isn't one of em."

Dean said before he backed away and stormed out of the library. Judy watched him leaving only to find that she was rushing after him.

"Dean! Dean wait!"

She called out weaving through the halls chasing after him. Finally Dean stopped in the hall and took a deep breath. Judy just barely behind him.

"We'll get her soul back. We just gotta work together and make sure we do it fast."

"Have you heard anything from Crowley lately?"

"Not yet... But I know he's working on it."

She said rubbing her own forearm. Knowing now for certain what she knew about Dean and Nikki, she understood better why Dean was always so hard on the girl.

Why he always acted so demanding and so many times heard Nikki say 'You're not my dad, Dean Winchester.' It wasn't him trying to be controlling, it was him trying to protect her because he cared about her, but was an idiot about going around it.

"I'll message Crowley see if he's found anything. But in the mean time, we need to focuse on that mark of your. I noticed you grabbing it when you got mad earlier -- "

"I'm fine."

"No Dean. No you're not. You said Cas was out hunting Cain. Maybe it's time we hit the books and see if we can find anything about it?"

Dean slowly turned to Judy. He inhaled deeply. He looked hurt in his eyes, but she knew that he knew she was right. They needed to get Dean better before they could even hope to save Nikki.

And time was running out.