Even demons had their limits. Lilith took a lot of back talk from Meg, including her constant infatuation with the young celestial. But flaunting her indiscretion? It was miles past the line.
It was time to teach her little rebel a lesson. For once, not at her own hands. That would be too easy of a punishment. No, she was going to send her darling Siri downstairs to deal with the many demons she'd betrayed over the years.
It only took seconds to find her, and where she was only increased her anger. Meg was with her doppelganger bitch in Kansas. Locating the exact location of her servant, she found herself in a decaying house in the middle of Lawrence.
Taking a seat on the nearest chair, she waited for Meg to come out from hiding. "Come out, come out, where ever you are. Mother only wants to play."
Meg had known she'd been toeing the line of Lilith's anger for awhile now. It was like a game. She wanted to see how far she could push. For every inch Lilith gave, Meg took a mile.
And Lilith wasn't exactly the giving type.
Meg recent tryst with the doppelganger, well that could be seen as forgivable. The human did look like Lilith. But contacting Castiel? There wouldn't be any easy way out of that one. Lilith might actually kill her for it.
Hence the hiding. Being found in Lawrence wasn't going to help her case. But she had to face the music eventually. Maybe the fact that she was currently alone would calm Lilith down. Torture was better than killing, right?
Taking a deep breath, Meg stepped into sight. "Blondie," she said, faking a smile. "I didn't know we had a date. Not that I'm complaining."
Lilith's lips curved into a twisted smile, the rage just boiling under the surface of her expression. Noting how Meg tried to cover her fear, her smile grew wider. She adopted a sickly sweet tone, "I wouldn't pass up a chance my favorite demon, now would I?"
Standing up from her seat, she examined various things around the room. "You know, when I first found out about your tryst with the doppelganger, I didn't understand the appeal. But now I think I get it," she pursed her lips together for a split second, "You want something to call yours, do you not? Something to push around. A little toy to play with. Isn't that what Castiel was? Just another toy?"
The demon stalked towards the other, heat in her eyes. "You can stop pretending now," she reached forward to whisper in her ear, "I can hear your heart beat."
Meg had obviously misjudged the situation. She could tell just by looking at Lilith. There would be no cajoling or sweet talking her way out. Whatever Lilith had planned for her was going to happen.
She watched as Lilith moved closer, trying desperately to keep control of her body. She needed to stay calm and submissive. She would beg if she had to.
She just managed to hold back a shiver when Lilith whispered in her ear. She wanted to take a step back, wanted to get away, but knew better than to move. She couldn't hold back her words though.
"Blondie, it wasn't like that. You know they mean nothing," she said quickly. "It was just a game. I was messing with the human's head. And Cas…" Meg didn't know what to say about the angel. She knew she couldn't lie to Lilith.
"Lilith, please. It was just a game."
Lilith's eyebrows rose in curiosity, titling her head to the side. "I know they mean nothing? It didn't look like nothing when you threw yourself at the celestial. Or when you made a deal for that human's soul. Did you really think I wouldn't find out about her? I really thought I taught you better than that."
Her hand reached out to stroke the other's cheek, a motion so gentle it seemed out of place in reference to the rest of her actions. "You don't seem to be having much fun with your game," she dropped her hand, hard expression back on her face. "Tell me, what's the appeal of him? You obviously harbour some feeling towards the angel. Enlighten me."
The blonde walked back over to her chair and promptly sat down. "Don't just stand there like a broken record. Explain." Her brows rose in expectance, with her hands neatly folded in her lap.
Meg's eyes slid shut at Lilith's words. She couldn't risk giving away more than she already had. Not that it was going to do her any good. She was screwed no matter what she said.
She jerked bodily at the touch to her cheek, eyes snapping back open to stare at the other demon. She knew better than to lean into the touch, but it was hard not to.
She stayed in place as Lilith walked away, mind tripping over what she should say. She wasn't even sure what she felt for the angel. If she felt anything beyond lust, that is.
"Lilith, I…" she trailed off, not knowing how to finish. "It's just an infatuation. I didn't plan on acting on it. He's an angel. He's got the whole forbidden fruit thing going for him. But I would never betray you like that, I swear."
Lilith laughed darkly. "Forbidden fruit? I've been there, Megera. It doesn't taste as sweet as it sounds. In fact, it's rather bland. I digress." Siri was one of her favorite demons, but Lilith had already made up her mind.
Castiel needed to be nothing but a memory in her demon's mind. Nothing but a ghost of her dreams. Or some other romantic crap like that. Though this was anything but romantic.
Her eyes flashed white and the house began to shake. "You know why I'm here, Siri. Our friends downstairs aren't very happy with you, and I intend to give them what they want. Lucky for me, it coincides with what I want."
Her hands raised, and the room began to fill with a loud blinding white. The only other noise heard was Meg's deafening screams. Seconds later, the house was silent and empty. Lilith sighed in annoyance. Perhaps one day her loyal servants would learn the definition of loyal.