Chapter 1: Prologue

Dean was Michael's vessel. Sam was Lucifer's. But what about Lily, their sister? She wasn't an angels vessel, but she could relate to one. She loved her family, and would do anything for them. But...she wasn't strong enough to endure the way they fought and argued. So, when Sam leaved for collage, and her father blamed her, the fights became too much...and she ran.

Coward thing to do, but she did it. She was tired of the way her father treated them, she was tired of Dean acting as if she was a kid, she was tired of arguing with Sam over hunting...She was tired of everything, she just wanted that to stop. She wanted her family to be normal—well, as normal as you can be being a hunter.

She loved her family, but could not stand their fights. And, in that, she was just as one of the Archangels.


LILY'S POV.

I sighed. Another great day hunting! (please, note the sarcasm). As I entered my apartment, I checked my messages while I started taking care of my wounds. That freaking Wendigo nearly got the best of me.

I purred some vodka for me while finishing cleaning my biggest wound: One big ugly scratch on my arm that I was sure would became another ugly scar on my body.

"You got a new message" the machine said the number, the beep sounded, and reproduced the message. "Lily?"

I nearly choked on my vodka "Dean?" I whispered.

"Hey, um..." Dean sounded awkward and probably he felt that way, it had been years since we talked "Hey um...I was...um, wondering if...um"

I chuckled a bit. "Come on, Dean, it's not so hard, say what you gotta say"

"Look, I miss you—We miss you" that got my attention, was Sam with him? "And we were wondering if you could...or wanted, to join us in a job"

"Sorry" I said to no one in particular "I'm tired and...—"

"It's em...its in Crawford Hall, a university on Springfield" Dean said, and I rolled my eyes. I knew were Crawford Hall was, my boyfriend study there "If you want to come...feel free to do it. A professor died and they all say its a suicide, but we don't really think so. We are on our way there, so...I—"

"We" said the voice of Sam.

"—We hope to see you there" said Dean.

The message ended just like that, and I sighed. I was hoping for something different, maybe something that told me that they really missed me, but I guess that's how Dean was, 'no chick-flick moments'...

I told myself I wouldn't do it, I had just finished a job. And I was a bit far from there...But I still couldn't get that message out of my head. I tried sleeping, but I couldn't, and I found myself missing more and more my brothers, and considering going there. Besides, I could get to saw Chris (my boyfriend) again, it was a couple of weeks since we last see each other, and I kinda miss him.

I mean, he called me and we did some video chats, but still...It wasn't the same as seeing each other in person. I missed his eyes, and the way he hold me when I need it...Well, you could say I was really in love with that idiot.

All night I couldn't get that message out of my head, and that's when I decided it. I was going.

"Damn you, Dean!" I growled. I hadn't planned going to Springfield till another week. But now, thanks to my brothers, I was going back.

I got out of bed, changed into more comfortable clothes, took my things, paid the motel and got in my car.

Crawford Hall, here I go.