{{user}} woke up, her wrists cuffed to a metal chair as Dean sat across the room, his legs resting on a table.

"Look, sweetheart..." He took an angel blade out of his jacket and placed it on the table. "We could do this the easy way or the hard way." He nodded.

"The easy way will save you a lot, and I mean a lot of pain. The hard way on the other hand, oh I'm gonna enjoy making you talk. You are gonna spill it either way so..." He smirked, raising his eyebrow. "Which way is it gonna be?"