As a demon, Dean had wanted nothing more than to get away from Sam, he wanted nothing more than to exercise his newfound status and rather than seek help from his own brother, he had chosen instead to ally himself with the King of Hell himself, Crowley. He had even wrote a note to Sam and you asking to be let go. He had tasted the power of what it was like being a demon as well as the Mark of Cain's power still pumping through his veins and he wasn't about to let that go because of little Sammy Winchester.

Unfortunately for him, Sam's stubborn behaviour and refusal to let him go never waned leading to Sam being able to successfully bring Dean back to the Men of Letters bunker so that he could cure him. Knowing this task would be fairly difficult, Sam had called in you for help as the more help he would have, the better. As of right now, Dean was currently tied to a chair in the archive room that doubled as a dungeon, his wrists were secured by rope that connected to the arms of said chair.

Once he awoke, he raised his head and almost instantly, a smug grin appeared on his lips. His green eyes were focused on the pair of you now, he chuckled despite the predicament he found himself in. He just shook his head not taking this seriously nor was he worried about what had happened to him.

"Notice how I went as far away from both of you? That I didn't call you or come back to this dump? I chose the King of Hell over my own brother and some kid we keep just for the fun of it..." He mocked. Sam and Dean had saved your lice once and for your safety, allowed you to stay at the bunker. Curing Dean was going to be difficult and no easy feat yet you and the younger Winchester brother were not about to give up on Dean.

Though every spiteful word coming out of Dean's mouth was nothing more than hateful taunts that were only being said to get a reaction and it was working. Having had enough of his brother, Sam plunged a needle of human blood from a box of blood he had obtained from a hospital.

The needle dug its way into the skin causing a shriek of pure anger to escape from Dean's mouth followed by a growl. Despite his protests, Sam ignored him and instead turned to you.

He gestured to the door meaning he wanted to leave and he wanted you to go with him. Meanwhile, Dean had been pumped with so much human blood that he found himself able to step over the Devil's Trap as it no longer detected him as a demon. The rope had also been discarded, Dean was in no mood now to listen to reason, he was pissed, he was ready to kill.

In that time, you had taken a moment to check on Dean only to find him gone, you ran to Sam to let him know but now you two were at Dean's mercy although Sam wasn't about to show fear, this was his own brother after all. Ready to draw blood, Dean grabbed a hammer from a drawer and became stalking down the hallways in his twisted search for his brother and for you. His hand gripped the wooden handle as he did so, he was finding this entire thing to be entertaining.

That was when he was dowsed in a threatening red light, he knew what that meant, it meant that the bunker was now in lockdown meaning he was trapped inside so that the only people he could be of danger to was Sam and you and not any innocent people.

"Smart thinking!" He yelled sarcastically checking each room he came across, he even resorted to kicking them down.

"You act like I want to be saved but the thing is, I don't! I like this...the disease, and there's just enough demon left in me to kill you and not car. As for getting out? Well you can both blame yourselves, mainly you though Sammy because that blood you pumped into me? Made me human enough to the point I could escape, that Devil's Trap? Well I just walked straight over it."

His heavy footsteps never died down, he had made his way to the electrical room where the panel was that had been used to initiate lockdown. Dean let out an annoyed sigh before turning it back off, the red lights retreating away and were instead replaced by the normal lighting.

"Much better...now where are you, huh?".