The Deanmon. // Jane //

[Sounds like a good plan to me]

Jane felt her own breathing quicken as she watched Dean approach. Not just from the anxiety of the fact that she had gotten hit by him before, that didn't bother her. Just the fact that her friend, a guy who had been like a brother to her, was now a demon. That was damn scary, she could only imagine how Sam felt. As well as that she felt the need to protect Sam, though she knew he could handle himself. She eyed Dean wearily as he spoke to his brother in a cold tone. Words she never thought would come out of Dean's mouth to his little brother. They were talking like this had happened a ton of times before. She wondered how many times they had died and managed to bring each other back. Never understanding how the hell that worked. Unless they made deals, which they weren't that stupid were they? [LOL]

Her hand tensed around the gun in her hand, as Dean stood a foot away from Sam. Shit was gonna go down real soon. Jane didn't know what to do.

Jane anxiously took a couple steps back as Sam and Dean started to fight. She was looking between them quickly making sure Sam wasn't getting to banged up and she would have to intervene. Dean's speed was amazing. Stupid demon powers were giving Sam a rough time, probably and the fact was he was holding back because of course it was his brother there. The other thing Sam had against him was his broken arm.

Jane was busy watching if she would need to intercede. She should've known that there was other plotting by Crowley off in the background without them knowing. It hadn't even occurred to her that Dean might not be here alone. Before she knew what was happening the demons were beside her. They punched her in her good eye, she saw stars for a second, and her gun flew away from her hands sliding on the floor with a metal noise. "Crowley says hi." One of the demons said. "Jane!" Called Sam. She moved to deck the demon. She hit the one to her left, and moved swiftly getting a leg under to trip the other demon. It wasn't working well. She managed to steal a glance toward Sam, he was being held against the wall by Dean. Jane saw the knife slide across the floor.

The hunter made a dive for it, managing to scoop it up, before the demons could get to her. She held it up in defense. She didn't know which to do, should she threaten Dean? She held the knife tightly, in a ready stance, attempting to watch all three demons with her now both swollen eyes.

Jane was holding the knife firmly while watching all three demons at once. It wasn't working very well. She was almost holding her breath. She was worried for Sam more then herself. How fucked up would it be for Dean to kill Sam at this moment. Very. All the sudden the blade turned burning hot in her fingers, out of reflex she cursed and dropped it to the floor. They knocked her off balance and held her. Her blood curdled as Crowley walked in, "Hello boys." Jane narrowed her eyes at the demon that terrified her more than others. "You again."

Jane said nothing but looked towards Sam and Dean, Sam seemed to be struggling to keep continuous with the way he was being held. Hang in there Sam. She thought desperately. She could maybe fight off these two demons and get away, but with Crowley here she'd just end up dead as a doornail.

She made a silent note to herself if they ever made it out of this, she would need to protect her face around the Winchesters. It seemed like every time she was with them her face got fucked up.

The hunter's blood was bubbling under her skin, she felt her heart thumping in her chest with anxiety, but her face didn't exactly show it. She was listening to Crowley's rant only halfly. Though he did speak some honest truth. If she didn't wanna be fucked up she probably should stray from the Winchesters. Trouble seemed to follow the boys where ever they went. It felt like sometimes it found them not the other way around. She was trying to think of ways they could get out of this. It was scary to see Dean like this. It wasn't Dean any more. She wished there was still Dean in there somewhere. It didn't seem like there was much of him.

She watched as Dean let Sam slide to the floor who seemed stunned or passed out, she couldn't tell. She looked at Dean as he walked over, his eyes still black for a few moments. What did demons always seem to do in this sort of situation. It was four against one, not good odds. What was she going to do while she figured out a plan? Talk. Demons liked to hear themselves talk. After Crowley seemed to finish. "You know what Crowley I think you right. It would've been a smart idea to stay away from the Winchesters. Maybe i'll be able to change that for later." Her gaze moved from Crowley to Dean. "Dude, it surprises me that even though you a demon your hanging around with Crowley. What changed your mind there?" She was so close at making a sex joke, but she didn't.

Crowley was sneering at her. She didn't respond to his words, he was implying that they weren't going to make it out of this. She would find out a way. Sam was still out of commission. He had a broken arm. Dean had really messed with his head. She felt sad for him. She had wanted to call out to him when he slumped down to the ground. She shoved at the low level demons beside her that were holding her. "Your goonies don't have to hold me, I'm not going anywhere. What am I gonna do zap you with my nonexsistant magical powers?" Now she was just putting on a fucking show.

That was not a good move, she knew. Dean and Crowley didn't seem to be in the usual talking mood. She kept her eyes on the two demons in front of her. Not letting them to stray to to what was going on with Sam.

Jane felt a trickle of blood fall down her cheek as the demons released her. One thing she wanted to get done before she figured out what she was going to do. Without her noticing or even the others noticing. Sam Said Hey." Sliding her gun over to her. In a swift movement, kicked it up from off the ground and caught it in her hand. She shot the two demons beside her and made a Z line for Sam. Her gun was raised toward Crowley. The low level demons were stuck in place. She wouldn't be surprised if the King killed them right then in there. Her gun was aimed at the king. She managed to get a shot in, and it hit him in the leg. Missing Dean by inches. "SAM COME ON." She yelled behind her before bursting through two double doors of the cafeteria, gun in hand.