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Grease The Wheels

Part of my Wheels series, human hunter!Crowley, Team Free Will case fic. Enjoy!

He was playing fetch with Juliet in the woods behind the bunker when Dean came looking for them.

“Crowley, we got a case in –“

Juliet jumped up to catch the ball.

Considering neither of them could see her, it looked rather funny.

“Huh” Dean said, “She’s getting better every day. In the beginning she’d just devour it.”

“My girl is smart, aren’t you?” Crowley scratched her behind the ears as at treat. “What kind of case?”

“Don’t know yet. People have been dying of an unidentified disease in North Caroline. I know how this sounds, but the symptoms appear to be the same as that of the sweating sickness.”

“The sweating – as in the English sweate? Tudors style?”

Dean nodded. “Yep. All dead within twenty-four hours.”

“But no miracle recoveries as of yet?”

“Nope. Could be a witch.”

“I’ll call Mother, then.”

Dean nodded. “Must be rather an old witch too, if it is. Don’t think anyone younger than... two hundred years would come to think of the sweating sickness of all things.”

“I don’t remember much about it... was a bit before my time.”

“Yeah, well, that’s what books are for. Sammy and Cas are already at it, the little nerds.”

“So you didn’t immediately identify the illness in question?” Crowley raised an eyebrow.

Dean grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know, Peaches. Juliet!”

As always she immediately trotted to Dean’s side. He reached down to pet her. “Any idea how big she’ll eventually be?”

Crowley shrugged. “Hellhounds really just... keep growing if they aren’t killed.”

“Ah well, we’ll see. Let’s go.”

“The old Sweate? Crowley, that’s old-fashioned even for us!”

“I know, Mother.”

“Old Gobbert – you remember his mill from back in the day? He always thought he’d catch it even though there hadn’t been an outbreak in two hundred years –“

“Yes, Mother, I do remember. He used to get drunk and then ramble through the village.”

“The good old times, ay. But Crowley – this is not to be taken lightly. I remember how scared people were of the Sweat, even though two centuries had passed. No one who’s lived through it should wish it upon someone else.”

“I’ll keep it in mind.”

“And I’ll try and see if I can contact some other witches. Maybe they know something.”

“Thank you, Mother.”

“You’re welcome. Oh, and if you should happen to talk to Sheriff Mills, greet her from me. We just had tea the other week.”

He hung up, wondering what they could possibly have talked about.

“Mother is working on it” he told the others, stepping into the war room.

Dean nodded. “Guess we’ll be on our way, then.”

As it turned out, they didn’t need Rowena to find the witch, nor to do any digging.

Instead, the Impala had barely rolled into town when Crowley saw the culprit. “Father Roy” he breathed.

“What?”

“Keep driving” he instructed Dean, fighting down the impulse to duck down. Even if the priest saw him, he wouldn’t recognize him.

Crowley didn’t know him here. They had met in another universe.

Stumbling through the wasteland Michael’s and Lucifer’s price fight had left behind, human, hungry and tired, the single hut had seemed like Paradise incarnate.

If he hadn’t been just resurrected human, if he had had all his wits about himself, he would have asked some obvious questions.

For example why someone who had literally lived through the end of the world would feel the need to isolate himself from human company.

But, as it was, Crowley had seen the light shine through the windows of the building and had decided to knock.

The man who opened it wore a priest cloak and didn’t seem surprised to see him; two other signs that should have tipped him off.

“Hello there. You look like you could use a good meal and a place to sleep.”

In his defence, Crowley was rather unaccustomed to being met with kindness.

“Thank you.”

“Please. It’s the end of the world; we have to help one another to survive, wouldn’t you say?”

His brain came back online when he was served dinner. “No offense, but how do you find meat here?” he asked casually.

“Oh you know, you just have to know a little bit about hunting.”

The grin he gave him was nothing short of predatory.

By now, alarm bells were ringing in his mind. Dean – no, he was trying not to think of them – would have considered Roy a “grade A creep” no doubt.

“I see.”

Despite the hunger gnawing at him, he only took a few bites. It was a good decision; otherwise, his new life would have ended before it began.

Crowley was starting to feel strangely drowsy when he noticed Roy getting up and reaching for something –

He sprang up.

Roy was brandishing a hatchet, grinning at him. “You’ll do just fine; meat for months –“

He might have been human, but he had also been the King of Hell, and survived nearly a decade of knowing the Winchesters.

The ensuing struggle was short, fuelled on Roy’s side by desperation and insanity, while Crowley not only fought for his life, but also felt rather disgusted at the thought that he’d just been served human flesh.

Eventually, he managed to wrench the hatchet out of Roy’s grasp.

“How?” he demanded, looking up at him.

“I’m Crowley. It’s how I roll.”

“Please” he begged, “Please, I promise I won’t do it any more –“

Crowley felt his now-human heart beat wildly in his chest and knew that any killing from now on would be followed by remorse.

He slit Roy’s throat.

Sometimes it was just worth it.

A week later, when he stumbled upon the camp that had taken in Mary as well, it was surprisingly this slaughter of a serial killer that got him into their good graces. When Bobby was questioning him, he mentioned his little problem.

He raised an eyebrow. “You survived Roy?”

“I killed Roy.”

He was taken in immediately.

“Let me repeat that. Your very first day as a human, you murdered a serial killer?”

“It was self defence.” Roy’s death had brought him far less sleepless nights than anything he had done as demon.

Dean hummed. “Doesn’t mean he has to be one hear as well, though.”

“It’s...” he shook his head. “It’s not quite like that. The basic... settings of everyone I met were pretty much identical to those in our world. Bobby was just the same loveable curmudgeon he was back here, and from what he told me about Mary, she was the same kind of hunter she happened to be in our world.”

“Hm. Is killing people by quick illness instead of eating them a step up or down the ladder?” Dean asked.

“Squirrel, I would say both are offenses that would ensure you ended up in Hell.”

“Regardless” Sam interjected, “We should make sure we have the right man before we do anything against him.”

“A priest who’s also a witch” Cas said. “A rather interesting combination.”

“Especially if you add Hannibal Lecter into the mix” Crowley answered. “But yes, I agree, we should probably not judge him too hastily.”

Dean turned to him, grinning. “I have an idea.”

And somehow, he knew exactly what that idea was.

Sam had had his choice of words to say on the matter of course, while Cas had just huffed and shaken his head.

Their former angel friend still wasn’t the best at impersonating others, although he did make a good FBI agent these days.

And so Dean and Crowley ended up calling at Roy’s dressed as priests who were just passing through.

“You saved me from writing a rather dreary sermon – Bless their hearts, some people are too specific when it comes to their wedding.”

He seemed perfectly friendly and welcoming, but then that had been the case in the other world too.

Crowley caught Dean’s eyes.

Soon enough, the hunter excused himself to go to the bathroom.

“Say, you seem familiar. Are you sure I haven’t seen you before?” Roy asked casually.

“I don’t think so” he replied simply.

He shrugged. “Maybe in another life.”

The statement was too accurate for Crowley’s liking, even though the man could know nothing. No, it was remembering; remembering these first few days as a human with nothing but hunger and pain and confusion, and thinking that he’d never see the boys again.

Dean returned and Crowley knew immediately that he’d been right. They said their goodbyes soon afterwards.

“Don’t know much about priests, but I am guessing most of them don’t keep a shrine for the powers of Darkness in their bedroom.”

“You would be surprised. I have sold many of them deals over the centuries.”

“Don’t doubt it, but I don’t think we got a demon involved. Just a priest become witch become serial killer.”

Only it got a little more complicated than that, because Dean began to feel ill soon after they had returned to the motel.

“Dean” Sam said immediately, “Is it –“

“I think so. Damn it. Must have realized something was the matter with us...” Dean mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

“No matter how tired you get, you can’t fall asleep” Crowley said immediately, “It was thought lethal at the time, if I remember.”

“And you need to sweat it out” Cas said, unflappable as always, but Crowley could tell that underneath the surface he was panicking just as much as him and Sam.

“I’ll call Rowena.”

She picked up at the third ring, thank God.

“Mother, Dean is sick. We need a way to break this spell now.”

For a few seconds, she didn’t answer, and suddenly he found himself waiting for a quip how she could do very well without Dean Winchester in her life, or that she wasn’t beholden to them, like there would have been before – before.

Instead, she said, “I’ll come as quickly as I can. Don’t worry, we’ll get him sorted out.”

She hung up and Crowley was left with the unfamiliar feeling that she had been trying to comfort him.

Dean was getting worse by the minute.

Cas, while trying his best, was clearly fretting because he could no longer heal him.

Crowley could sympathize. Once upon a time, he would have snapped his fingers and transported his mother here.

She came soon enough, four rather miserable hours later, with them trying to do research while keeping Dean conscious.

“Hello boys –“

“That’s my line” Crowley mumbled. She ignored him, naturally.

“Oh dear. He looks rather poorly. Alright, I need to read this spell, give me a few minutes.”

She did indeed work remarkably quickly. “The witch who cast the spell has to die for it to unravel, it seems.”

“That won’t be a problem” Crowley said lightly. He didn’t very much like anyone going after a member of their team.

She waved towards the door. “Just go. I’ll look after him.”

When they hesitated for a moment, a strange expression crossed her face. “You boys cared for me when I was too weak to walk. He’s safe with me.”

They left.

They always kept enough witch-killing bullets in the booth of the Impala. That wasn’t the problem.

No, the problem was that none of them had considered that Roy might use an old tracking spell on them.

In their defence, it was old. Older than Crowley, for one thing. Demon years included.

And so Roy was waiting for them.

Crowley was really getting tired of being thrown around, especially at walls.

“Thought you would immediately come if I dropped a little spell on your friend. Rather special, isn’t he?”

Crowley rolled his eyes. What was it with this man and gleefully trying to taunt him?

Thankfully, a well-timed bullet shot by Cas did him in when he opened his mouth again.

“Good shot” Sam breathed.

Crowley got a text.

Dean is doing fine. Mother.

“Everything’s alright” he announced.

And for that evening, Rowena staying for dinner, everything was.  

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30 Most Haunting Books You’ll Ever Read

There’s finally a fall chill in the October air, now let’s send that chill to our spines and get all Halloween creepy and moody.

The Color Out of Space by H.P. Lovecraft

H.P. Lovecraft’s classic short story about a terrible alien presence that descends upon a rural area, with dire consequences for surrounding life.

Misery by Steven King

The #1 national bestseller about a famous novelist held hostage by his “number one fan” and suffering a frightening case of writer’s block—that could prove fatal. One of “Stephen King’s best…genuinely scary” (USA TODAY).

House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

The story remains unchanged, focusing on a young family that moves into a small home on Ash Tree Lane where they discover something is terribly wrong: their house is bigger on the inside than it is on the outside.

The Descent by Jeff Long

We are not alone…In a cave in the Himalayas, a guide discovers a self-mutilated body with the warning–Satan exists. In the Kalahari Desert, a nun unearths evidence of a proto-human species and a deity called Older-than-Old. In Bosnia, something has been feeding upon the dead in a mass grave. So begins mankind’s most shocking realization: that the underworld is a vast geological labyrinth populated by another race of beings.

The Lurking Fear by H.P. Lovecraft

Twelve soul-chilling stories by the master of horror will leave you shivering in your boots and afraid to go out in the night. Only H.P. Lovecraft can send your heart racing faster than it’s ever gone before. And here are the stories to prove it.

The Hot Zone by Richard Preston

The bestselling landmark account of the first emergence of the Ebola virus. A highly infectious, deadly virus from the central African rain forest suddenly appears in the suburbs of Washington, D.C. There is no cure. In a few days 90 percent of its victims are dead. A secret military SWAT team of soldiers and scientists is mobilized to stop the outbreak of this exotic “hot” virus.

Requiem For A Dream Hubert Selby Jr.

In this searing novel, two young hoods, Harry and Tyrone, and a girlfriend fantasize about scoring a pound of uncut heroin and getting rich. But their habit gets the better of them, consumes them and destroys their dreams.

Something Wicked This Way Comes By Ray Bradbury

For those who still dream and remember, for those yet to experience the hypnotic power of its dark poetry, step inside. The show is about to begin. Cooger & Dark’s Pandemonium Shadow Show has come to Green Town, Illinois, to destroy every life touched by its strange and sinister mystery. The carnival rolls in sometime after midnight, ushering in Halloween a week early. A calliope’s shrill siren song beckons to all with a seductive promise of dreams and youth regained. Two boys will discover the secret of its smoke, mazes, and mirrors; two friends who will soon know all too well the heavy cost of wishes…and the stuff of nightmares.

Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk

Haunted is a novel made up of twenty-three horrifying, hilarious, and stomach-churning stories. They’re told by people who have answered an ad for a writer’s retreat and unwittingly joined a “Survivor”-like scenario where the host withholds heat, power, and food. As the storytellers grow more desperate, their tales become more extreme, and they ruthlessly plot to make themselves the hero of the reality show that will surely be made from their plight. This is one of the most disturbing and outrageous books you’ll ever read, one that could only come from the mind of Chuck Palahniuk.

Red Dragon by Thomas Harris

Feed your fears with this terrifying classic that introduced cannibalistic serial killer Hannibal Lecter.

FBI agent Will Graham once risked his sanity to capture Hannibal Lecter, an ingenious killer like no other. Now, he’s following the bloodstained pattern of the Tooth Fairy, a madman who’s already wiped out two families.

To find him, Graham has to understand him. To understand him, Graham has only one place left to go: the mind of Dr. Lecter.

We Need To Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver

Lionel Shriver’s resonant story of a mother’s unsettling quest to understand her teenage son’s deadly violence, her own ambivalence toward motherhood, and the explosive link between them reverberates with the haunting power of high hopes shattered by dark realities.

The Whisperer In Darkness by H.P Lovecraft

The Whisperer in Darkness brings together the original Cthulhu Mythos stories of the legendary horror writer H.P. Lovecraft. Included in this volume are several early tales, along with the classics The Call of Cthulhu, The Dunwich Horror and At the Mountains of Madness.

The Lottery By Shirley Jackson

The Lottery, one of the most terrifying stories written in this century, created a sensation when it was first published in TheNew Yorker. “Power and haunting,” and “nights of unrest” were typical reader responses. This collection, the only one to appear during Shirley Jackson’s lifetime, unites “The Lottery:” with twenty-four equally unusual stories. Together they demonstrate Jack son’s remarkable range–from the hilarious to the truly horrible–and power as a storyteller.

The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

First published in 1959, Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House has been hailed as a perfect work of unnerving terror. It is the story of four seekers who arrive at a notoriously unfriendly pile called Hill House: Dr. Montague, an occult scholar looking for solid evidence of a “haunting”; Theodora, his lighthearted assistant; Eleanor, a friendless, fragile young woman well acquainted with poltergeists; and Luke, the future heir of Hill House. At first, their stay seems destined to be merely a spooky encounter with inexplicable phenomena. But Hill House is gathering its powers—and soon it will choose one of them to make its own.

Pet Semetary by Stephen King

When Dr. Louis Creed takes a new job and moves his family to the idyllic and rural town of Ludlow, Maine, this new beginning seems too good to be true. Yet despite Ludlow’s tranquility, there’s an undercurrent of danger that exists here. Those trucks on the road outside the Creed’s beautiful old home travel by just a little too quickly, for one thing…as is evidenced by the makeshift pet cemetery out back in the nearby woods. Then there are the warnings to Louis both real and from the depths of his nightmares that he should not venture beyond the borders of this little graveyard. A blood-chilling truth is hidden there—one more terrifying than death itself, and hideously more powerful. An ominous fate befalls anyone who dares tamper with this forbidden place, as Louis is about to discover for himself…

The Shining by Stephen King

Jack Torrance’s new job at the Overlook Hotel is the perfect chance for a fresh start. As the off-season caretaker at the atmospheric old hotel, he’ll have plenty of time to spend reconnecting with his family and working on his writing. But as the harsh winter weather sets in, the idyllic location feels ever more remote . . . and more sinister. And the only one to notice the strange and terrible forces gathering around the Overlook is Danny Torrance, a uniquely gifted five-year-old.

The Beach by Alex Garland

Richard sets off with a young French couple to an island hidden away in an archipelago forbidden to tourists. They discover the Beach, and it is as beautiful and idyllic as it is reputed to be. Yet over time it becomes clear that Beach culture, as Richard calls it, has troubling, even deadly, undercurrents.

American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis

In American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis imaginatively explores the incomprehensible depths of madness and captures the insanity of violence in our time or any other. Patrick Bateman moves among the young and trendy in 1980s Manhattan. Young, handsome, and well educated, Bateman earns his fortune on Wall Street by day while spending his nights in ways we cannot begin to fathom. Expressing his true self through torture and murder, Bateman prefigures an apocalyptic horror that no society could bear to confront.

The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks

Meet Frank Cauldhame. Just sixteen, and unconventional to say the least:

Two years after I killed Blyth I murdered my young brother Paul, for quite different and more fundamental reasons than I’d disposed of Blyth, and then a year after that I did for my young cousin Esmerelda, more or less on a whim.

That’s my score to date. Three. I haven’t killed anybody for years, and don’t intend to ever again.

It was just a stage I was going through.

Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi, Curt Gentry

In the summer of 1969, in Los Angeles, a series of brutal, seemingly random murders captured headlines across America. A famous actress (and her unborn child), an heiress to a coffee fortune, a supermarket owner and his wife were among the seven victims. A thin trail of circumstances eventually tied the Tate-LeBianca murders to Charles Manson, a would-be pop singer of small talent living in the desert with his “family” of devoted young women and men. What was his hold over them? And what was the motivation behind such savagery?

Let the Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist

It is autumn 1981 when inconceivable horror comes to Blackeberg, a suburb in Sweden. The body of a teenager is found, emptied of blood, the murder rumored to be part of a ritual killing. Twelve-year-old Oskar is personally hoping that revenge has come at long last—revenge for the bullying he endures at school, day after day.

But the murder is not the most important thing on his mind. A new girl has moved in next door—a girl who has never seen a Rubik’s Cube before, but who can solve it at once. There is something wrong with her, though, something odd.

IT by Stephen King

Welcome to Derry, Maine. It’s a small city, a place as hauntingly familiar as your own hometown. Only in Derry the haunting is real.

They were seven teenagers when they first stumbled upon the horror. Now they are grown-up men and women who have gone out into the big world to gain success and happiness. But the promise they made twenty-eight years ago calls them reunite in the same place where, as teenagers, they battled an evil creature that preyed on the city’s children. Now, children are being murdered again and their repressed memories of that terrifying summer return as they prepare to once again battle the monster lurking in Derry’s sewers.

The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty

Inspired by a true story of a child’s demonic possession in the 1940s, William Peter Blatty created an iconic novel that focuses on Regan, the eleven-year-old daughter of a movie actress residing in Washington, D.C. A small group of overwhelmed yet determined individuals must rescue Regan from her unspeakable fate, and the drama that ensues is gripping and unfailingly terrifying.

Rosemary’s Baby by Ira Levin

Rosemary Woodhouse and her struggling actor husband Guy move into the Bramford, an old New York City apartment building with an ominous reputation and mostly elderly residents. Neighbors Roman and Minnie Castavet soon come nosing around to welcome the Woodhouses to the building, and despite Rosemary’s reservations about their eccentricity and the weird noises that she keeps hearing, her husband takes a shine to them.

Shortly after Guy lands a plum Broadway role, Rosemary becomes pregnant―and the Castavets start taking a special interest in her welfare. As the sickened Rosemary becomes increasingly isolated, she begins to suspect that the Castavets’ circle is not what it seems…

Johnny Got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo

This was no ordinary war. This was a war to make the world safe for democracy. And if democracy was made safe, then nothing else mattered—not the millions of dead bodies, nor the thousands of ruined lives…This is no ordinary novel. This is a novel that never takes the easy way out: it is shocking, violent, terrifying, horrible, uncompromising, brutal, remorseless and gruesome…but so is war.

Night by Elie Wiesel

Night is Elie Wiesel’s masterpiece, a candid, horrific, and deeply poignant autobiographical account of his survival as a teenager in the Nazi death camps.

1984 by George Orwell

Winston Smith toes the Party line, rewriting history to satisfy the demands of the Ministry of Truth. With each lie he writes, Winston grows to hate the Party that seeks power for its own sake and persecutes those who dare to commit thoughtcrimes. But as he starts to think for himself, Winston can’t escape the fact that Big Brother is always watching…

A startling and haunting vision of the world, 1984 is so powerful that it is completely convincing from start to finish. No one can deny the influence of this novel, its hold on the imaginations of multiple generations of readers, or the resiliency of its admonitions—a legacy that seems only to grow with the passage of time.

Carrion Comfort by Dan Simmons

THE PAST… Caught behind the lines of Hitler’s Final Solution, Saul Laski is one of the multitudes destined to die in the notorious Chelmno extermination camp. Until he rises to meet his fate and finds himself face to face with an evil far older, and far greater, than the Nazi’s themselves…

THE PRESENT… Compelled by the encounter to survive at all costs, so begins a journey that for Saul will span decades and cross continents, plunging into the darkest corners of 20th century history to reveal a secret society of beings who may often exist behind the world’s most horrible and violent events. Killing from a distance, and by darkly manipulative proxy, they are people with the psychic ability to ‘use’ humans: read their minds, subjugate them to their wills, experience through their senses, feed off their emotions, force them to acts of unspeakable aggression. Each year, three of the most powerful of this hidden order meet to discuss their ongoing campaign of induced bloodshed and deliberate destruction. But this reunion, something will go terribly wrong. Saul’s quest is about to reach its elusive object, drawing hunter and hunted alike into a struggle that will plumb the depths of mankind’s attraction to violence, and determine the future of the world itself…

The Tell-tale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe

Written in 1843, “The Tell-Tale Heart” is a dark and eerie tale of a man’s unhealthy obsession that leads him to commit murder. Will his paranoia get him caught? This is one of Poe’s finest and most memorable short stories.

Amityville Horror by Jay Anson

The classic and terrifying story of one of the most famous supernatural events–the infamous possessed house on Long Island from which the Lutz family fled in 1975.

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