Dean squeezed his eyes shut as he heard his daughter screaming in pain. He held back his tears as he could hear her sobbing and crying.

About a hour and half passed, and it was quiet again.

He heard people walking down the hall, then a door open, a moment later, it slammed.

Dean let his tears fall.

"I'm sorry, baby." He cried. "I'm so sorry."

Alison laid on the cold hard floor, she was very still, afraid if she moved, she would explode. She couldn't feel anything.

Dean looked up as the door opened, and in came the man and woman from before.

"You son of a Bitch. I will kill you!" Dean yelled at them. "You understand me? I am going to kill you!?"

The two ignored him, as they walked over to him.

"What are you doing?" Dean questioned them as the man grabbed a fist full of his hair and jerked his head to the side, then the girl injected something into deans neck before he could even say anything.

Dean started to feel drowsy, and his vision was turning black. Before he knew it, he passed out.

~~~

Alisons eyes fluttered open, landing on the wall. She was weak, could barely move.

She didn't know where Dean was, and she was in pain. She really hoped Sam was looking for them.

Alison couldn't feel anything, she thought she was moving, but she wasn't sure. She started quietly humming a song that filled her head.

What's up, by four non blondes.

She loved that song. She thought it fit her life. It helped her cope with things.

The humming turned into quiet singing, she was finally starting to feel her fingers. Her arm lay on the floor in front of her face, a few inches away, her arm was bloody, along with her fingers.

Her fingers drew tiny circles on the hard cold floor. Sometimes it would leave a red stain, sometimes it wouldn't. Alison had tear stains on her face, smeared in with the blood.

Everything was echoing in her head, every drip of water leaking from the pipes, to every little scratch from the mice in the walls.

She could faintly hear groaning coming from somewhere. Alisons eyes moved around the room, landing on a big vent.

"Son of a..." She made out from what she heard.

Alisons eyes started closing again, she was losing a lot of blood, and fast.

~~~

Sam walked around as prince sniffed the parking lot, Sam looked towards prince who was heading towards the grass, probably to do his business.

It had been about two days since Alison went missing. He had been feeling like something, or someone was watching him, and even prince was acting strange.

Sam looked down at his phone for a moment, then looked up when he heard prince barking. He furrowed his brows, seeing as the dog was barking and looking in a specific direction.

"Prince, calm down." Sam started towards the dog, but as soon as he did, the dog went jetting towards the wooded area. "Prince!"

Sam ran after the dog, who seemed to be chasing something.

"Prince!" Sam yelled as he kept running after him.

He stopped just in time to see prince jumping up on someone, snarling at them and biting their arms. He was attacking them.

"Prince, no!" Sam yelled at him as he rushed towards them. "I'm so sorry!" He grabbed princes collar and pulled him back, holding him away from the man.

Prince was still growling, and snarling. Sam looked up, and froze. The person looked right up and him, then turned and ran. Prince fought against sam to run after them, but he held him back.

It was a vamp.

Sam furrowed his brows, looking down at the ground. He saw a torn piece of cloth laying on the ground, that looked like it matched what the vamp was wearing.

He picked it up, then held it out to prince.

"Can you find Ali and dean?" He asked the dog as he wagged his tail, sniffing the piece of cloth.

He barked, then started in the direction where the vampire went.

~~~

Alison was starting to wake up again. Though, she could feel every bit of pain in her body. She tried to move, but she cried, moaning in pain, as she felt a sharp pain shoot up through her body.

"Alison?"

Alison gasped as she heard the voice through the vent again.

"Alison, is that you?"

"Dad?" Alison quietly asked.

Dean let out a huge breath of relief.

"Oh, babygirl! Thank god! Are you okay?" Dean asked.

Alison was quiet for a moment as she looked over herself. She was more bloody than she thought. She had a bunch of cut wounds, not deep enough to kill her though, at least not yet. If she did die, it would probably be from blood loss.

"I'm fine." She told dean.

"Don't you lie to me, Alison Winchester." Dean told her as tears filled his eyes.

Alison was then quiet, letting the silence hang in the air. Dean let out a breath, as he shook his head.

"Alison, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, babygirl." Dean apologized.

"For what?" Alison hesitantly asked.

"For everything. For what they did to you. The fight, I shouldn't have—" Dean cut himself off. "I'm not mad at you. I never was, I was just scared. Alison, I am so proud of you."

Alison couldn't help but smile as her eyes filled with tears.

"You are?" She asked him.

"Of course, I am! How can I not be proud of my little girl for getting accepted into college?" Dean questioned with a teary chuckle.

Alison smiled lightly as she felt a weight release from her shoulders.

"I love you." She spoke up.

"I love you, babygirl. No matter what, I always will." Dean told her.

"Promise?"

"I Promise."

Dean sighed as he rested his forehead against the wall.

"Are we getting out of here?" Ali hesitantly asked dean.

"Of course we are. Just give me some time to come up with a plan." Dean said.

"You've been here for god knows how long, and don't have a plan?" Alison questioned him as she breathed heavily.

"You shut up." Dean raised his brows.

Alison let out a breathy and painful chuckle.

"Do you think sammys looking?" She asked Dean.

"Of course he is. Does he have prince?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Alison drew invisible circles on the floor with her finger.

"Even better. Love that damn dog." Dean stated.

Alison smiled softly.

~~~

Sam followed prince through the woods, Sam had his gun in his waistband, even though it wouldn't do much, prince could.

Prince stopped and looked forward, he growled.

"What is it, boy?" Sam asked, coming to his side.

Prince sat down, looking up at Sam. Sam looked from him, to the direction he was just looking in.

Sam stood up, and started in that direction, prince followed after him.

Prince got in front of Sam, stopping him as he growled. Sam looked up, his eyes widened as he quickly got down, prince followed his actions and got down.

Up ahead, was a building, and in front of the building, two men were talking. From how prince was acting, they weren't human.

~~~

Dean sighed as he looked around the room. The people had come into Alisons room and drugged her again. They were using her against him. Deans eyes landed on the vent.

"Wait a minute." He furrowed his brows, going towards it.

He got down, and started pulling on the cover. He jerked on it, and it came off.

"Alison." He started as he set the door against the wall. "Ali?"

"Hm?" Alison hummed, her eyes closed.

Things were starting to echo again, her head was spinning.

"How are you feeling, baby?" Dean asked her.

"I think I have twelve fingers." She spoke.

"Yeah, okay." Dean nodded, the drugs were getting to her.

"Am I dying?" Alison asked him.

"No." Dean looked into the vent.

"There's like, fruit punch all in the floor, and I'm getting thirsty." Alison chuckled.

"Don't drink it." Dean told her.

"But maybe somebody spiked it." Alison whined.

"Alison." Dean warned her as he crawled into the vent, starting to army crawl through it. "Just hang in there a little longer, okay?"

"Hang where?" Alison furrowed her brows in confusion.

Dean sighed.

"Alright." He muttered to himself as he came to a turn. "Okay, Alison?"

"Dean?" Ali asked.

"Hey." Dean raised his brows.

It was quiet for a moment.

"Father?" Alison rephrased.

"I'm gonna try to get out and unlock your room, okay? When I do, you need to be ready to run." Dean told her.

"I don't wanna run!" Alison whined.

"Well, you're gonna have to." Dean stated, turning left.

His door was on the left wall, so it had to mean there was a hallway to the left.

Dean kept crawling through, until he came to another vent opening. He stiffened as two vamps walked by. They passed, but then another person walked by.

Dean waited for a minute before kicking the vent out, and starting to crawl out. He froze as he heard a gun cock right above him.

"Dean?"

Dean looked up to see his brother pull his gun away from him.

"Sam." Dean crawled out.

Dean was immediately met with prince who licked his face.

"Hey prince!" Dean chuckled, petting the dog.

Sam smiled.

Sam held his hand out to dean, who took it and he pulled him up off the floor, immediately bringing him into a hug.

"Damn, it's good to see you." Sam said. "Wait, where's Alison?" He asked as he pulled away from his big brother.

Dean turned his head towards the hallway.

"That's what I'm trying to find out." He said. "Wait a second, prince can find her." He said as he turned and started digging through his pockets.

Dean cursed, having found nothing on him that belonged to his daughter.

Sam started digging through his, then pulled out a bandana that belonged to Alison.

Dean looked at him.

"What? She left it in the truck." Sam shrugged, holding it down to the dog. "Come on, buddy, find Ali."

Prince sniffed the bandana and immediately shot his head up towards the hallway. He started running down it.

Sam and Dean followed him.

Prince came to a door, and sat in front of it.

"Good boy." Dean scratched behind his ears.

Dean stood up, and kicked the door in. He rushed in to see Alison laying in a puddle of blood on the floor.

"Shit." Dean muttered, rushing to his daughter, prince and Sam by his sides.

Prince whined as he ran up to Alison. He picked her face making her groan a little.

"Alison, baby, come on, we gotta go." Dean grabbed her hand, making her wince.

"No, no, no!" Alisons eyes filled with tears as she could feel every bit of pain shooting through her body.

"Okay, it's okay! I got you, we have to go." Dean told her as he gently picked her up bridal style.

Alison let her head fall against his chest, her eyes closing tiredly. Dean turned to Sam who smiled softly at Alison, just seeing she was alive.

But she wouldn't be for long if they didn't hurry and get her out of there.

They exited the room, prince right beside them, and started down the hall again.

They stopped and backed against the wall as he heard people rushing down the hallway around the corner.

"Wh—" Alison started but dean put his hand over her mouth.

Dean moved his hand and they rounded the corner, going down the hallway. Dean stopped by the corner, making Sam and prince stop as well. Dean was hearing for anyone, or anything, when he didn't hear anything, he rounded the corner.

They all stopped dead in their tracks as they saw the shadow of something coming around the corner. Prince growled quietly.

When the thing did round the corner, Sam immediately shot it in the head. Dean looked at him impressed.

"Come on, it won't stay down long." Sam said, going ahead.

Dean nodded, and followed, holding Alison close to his chest.

~~~

After finding a about an hour, and many vamps later, the four finally made it out.

Dean watched his daughters chest slowly rise and fall with each peaceful breath she took. Alison was resting, prince laying right beside her, the drugs that Alison was injected with were being pulled out of her body with a tube.

Sam came from behind his brother, wrapping his arm around him.

"She's okay, Dean." Sam told him.

Dean sighed.

"Yeah, I know." He said.

"You should get some rest, too." Sam said making Dean look over at him.

"I'm good, sammy." Dean chuckled a little.

"It's Sam." Sam stated.

"Yeah, whatever." Dean pulled him into a hug, in which he immediately returned it.

"Bro hug without me?"

Sam and Dean turned to see Alison tiredly looking at them. They both chuckled, pulling away from each other.

"How are you feeling, munchkin?" Sam asked the girl.

"Like crap." She stated, running her hands through princes fur.

Dean chuckled as Sam smiled.

"Don't worry, baby. You'll be home in no time." Dean told her.

"Oh, uh...speaking of home." Sam started making Dean look at him.

"Yeah, I know." Dean nodded. "We'll get you home to Eileen." He told him.

Sam sighed lightly.

"But don't stay away for too long, okay?" Dean added. "We won't be strangers to you, you don't be a stranger to us, alright?"

Sam chuckled and nodded.

"Alright."

~~~

"We'll see you later, Sammy." Dean said as he pulled Sam into a hug. "I love you, little brother." He told him.

"I love you, too, Dean." Sam chuckled.

"Alright, move, my turn." Alison pushed dean a little, stumbling towards Sam on her crutches.

Dean chuckled, and moved out of the way. Sam smiled and pulled the girl into a tight hug, but not tight enough to crush her.

"I love you, uncle Sammy. And thank you, by the way." She kissed his cheek.

"Yeah, we couldn't have made it out without you." Dean wrapped his arm around Alison.

Prince barked happily, wagging his tail. Sam smiled as he got down to the dog, who ran up to him, and immediately started licking his face.

"I gonna miss you, buddy." Sam said, scratching behind his ears.

"Alright, I'll see you two around." Sam said as he turned and started up on the porch.

Dean sighed lightly as Alison leaned against him a little, her hand resting on princes head.

"And how are you feeling?" Dean asked his daughter, looking towards her.

"I feel...pretty good, actually. I mean, considering." Ali chuckled, gesturing to herself.

Dean let out a small laugh.

Alison had a two broken ribs, a broken ankle, splints on a few of her fingers, and many sewed up cuts and bruises, most of which on her face.

Dean tried to get her a wheelchair, but Alison was stubborn, so she said no.

"You ready to head home?" Dean asked, pressing his lips to her temple.

"I am so ready to go home." Alison stated making Dean smile. "But first, we have to do something..." she trailed off, looking up at him with glistening green eyes.

"And what would that be?" Dean raised a brow at her.

"We have to get pie." She told him making him laugh. "I'm serious! And by the way, the next time you go missing like that, I am not looking for you." She stated, petting princes head.

"Yeah, I'm sure you won't." Dean chuckled.

"I'm not." Alison shook her head. "I could've got fired, thanks to you." Alison turned, starting towards the truck that had the impala hooked to the back of it, prince following after her.

Alison couldn't drive in her condition, and neither of them were leaving their vehicles.

They loved them too much.

"Well, you have something you gotta do." Dean said, following after her.

"What?" She asked him.

"You have a class to get to."

Alison furrowed her brows in confusion.

"Uh, hello? College!" Dean chuckled.

Alison smiled softly.

"Are you sure?" Alison asked him.

"I'm positive. I'm also positive you deserve it." Dean kissed her cheek as he opened the passenger side door, letting prince jump up into the truck.

Alison chuckled lightly as Dean helped her in, then closed the door, and got into the drivers seat.

Alison sighed as Dean started up the truck. They both perked their heads up as carry on my wayward son by Kansas started playing.

They looked at each other, Dean sighed harshly.

"Love this song." He said sarcastically as he turned it up.

Alison laughed, making Dean smile at her.

He chuckled and shook his head as he sped down the road.

(I hope you guys liked this chapter, I really couldn't stand the thought of killing somebody off, so I did the best I could! I really hope you guys enjoyed it!)

Thank you so much for reading!