The women walked into the bar and smirked. The eyes that fell on her proved that she had made the right choice. This meat-suit was as near perfect as a human body could get. Anything was better than the cheap fat thing she had as a short term suit. After that she had sworn off men, well, at least possessing men. She , wanting to show off her new body, wore a tight black dress, tied her hair in a messy bun and applied makeup. She slid onto a barstool next to a stiff looking man in suit and tie. The demon motioned to the bartender and got two drinks. She needed the alcohol,she enjoyed the taste. She looked over to the man and smiled, passing over the drink.

" Fancy a drink kind sir?" She said locking eyes with the individual. His eyes widened while giving her a once over.

" You've changed" he stated bluntly. He did accept the drink and took a sip. "Is she still alive in there?" He asked quietly, his eyes seemingly overly interested with the contents of the bottles on the shelf in front of him. The women smiled again before answering, " Why of course not, and hell, I didn't even kill her myself! I mean i may have been nearby, but my hands are clean you can be sure". The man's lips turned downwards and finally turned his head towards the demon, "Simone, if we are doing this, we are going tonight, and quick. I don't want Lucifer or Crowley to catch wind of this." The demons smiled faltered at the name of Hell's two ruler , they were both seemingly MIA at the moment and it was her chance to get out of there. Yes, she wasn't by any means holy, but she hated the whole hell thing. She turned to her company and nodded, while the man seemed to appreciate her seriousness she finally was portraying. He, before grabbing her hand to flee the bar drowned his drink. The demon could not help but smirk and stated to the suited man, " Sariel, at this rate I'm going to be the one to drag you up from Hell."

The Demon had gotten a vehicle with the new outfit and showed her company it. "Get in" she said, as he looked on unimpressed.

" I could find the Winchesters a lot quicker than this human contraption"

"Oh, so you want to have Lucifer find you?Then be my guest. I on the other hand prefer to sit in my angel warded 'human contraption'" She swung open the car door go reveal her etchings on the inside of the vehicle. Sariel frowned, knowing that she was right and stepped in. Simone knew she just had to play up to this cowardice nature to have him follow her lead. Above all he didn't want to die. He grudgingly got in and they were on their way. The first hour of their road trip was in near complete silence. Sariel's body language told his feelings like a menu tells its meals. His stiff shoulders and his eyes permanently fixed outside. His hands were firmly clasped on his knee. Finally the demon broke the silence. "So what's so exciting out there?" She asked, to a meager response of nothing. "Come on man!" She pleaded, "lighten up a little, i mean, i know somewhere in that holy, yet cold, heart of yours there's some love for me." Sariel finally turned his cold gaze to the women and spoke. "I am only with you because we have the same end goal. Apparently in that hellish, and unsurprisingly dead, heart of yours is the smallest bit of compassion towards humanity." With that he rested his dirty blond head back against the seat. He wasn't wrong, the two met because of their fascination over humans, and it's why they sought out the Winchesters. Originally, before the whole Castifer incident the plan was to go straight to the Angel Castiel. He actually thought for himself and had the same feelings towards , no one had heard what happened to him after Luci disappeared. Both knew that the hunter boys wouldn't trust them, and that Crowley could just as well be with them, but it was better than staying down in Hell. Also, due to how the kids dealt with the apocalypse and the darkness, and just about every other world ending disaster, they seem the best bet to go to. They themselves were probably already trying to figure out the whole "Devil on Earth...again" problem . Still, with this similar ideology she felt annoyed at him for calling her cold hearted. I mean he was an angel, not the nicest of creatures no matter what the human books say. "Excuse me" she replied," I'm not the one with a live suit on. Am i really the heartless one here?" she asked. That seemed to get a response from Sariel and he sat up to look at her

"My vessel…" he began before the demon interrupted him. " Oh god, do you really think calling them vessels makes this any better. I call it as I see it! A suit made of meat hence the fucking term! Yes i do enjoy humanity. Humans are complex and interesting and actually have their own thoughts. Besides I USED TO BE ONE! So please do not lecture me on being compassionate. An Angel, who you probably forgot is the figure that these humans actually look up to and believe are watching over them and not constantly trying to screw them over, does not have that right. At least the humans get that demons and even most of their peers are evil, why don't they, and you for that matter, see that Angels are just as corrupt." Sariel stared in slight disbelief, and tried to think of a response. The demon however snapped her head back to the open road, refusing to hear another word. She, in this process , missed the changed expression on the Angel, for the first time , an expression of understanding passed over him.

It took an hour but to the demons surprise and delight he actually apologised. She smiled at him, perhaps not a loving smile, but still, a smile and continued down the road. She was contempt for now.