Chapter 2

Now I'm sure you are all probably wondering if I'm ever going to tell you what happened. Well, I suppose that I have two choices, I could be mysterious and move on to the next point, or I could tell you in detail. However, I don't have an epic battle to really tell. The combined forces of Heaven and Hell to unlock Lucifer's cage and let him out had tricked Sam. Sam and Dean were caught in a trap and we had to get Sam away from Lucifer.

Lilith and Ruby were dead, but that made very little difference. So, while Joshua grabbed Sam and Dean, I was to attack Lucifer. I appeared in the room as Lucifer began screaming that he was free and merged quickly with the bright light that he was manifesting as. I screamed as I collided with him.

He threw me against the wall and howled. "Bitch!" Lucifer yelled.

"Well, you didn't expect it to go easy did you?" I taunted. I saw clearly that Sam and Dean were no longer in the room. However, I was left with Lucifer and he was not pleased.

"I'm going to kill you this time," he roared.

"Try it," I stood to face him.

"Where are they?" he demanded.

"What's the matter Lucifer?" I taunted. "Afraid of the little girl angel?"
"There is no Michael here to protect you," he waved his hand dismissively.

"You mean to protect you," I said.

I lunged at him and he brought up his weapon. Our swords clanged in the empty room and we brought the full might of our beings into the battle. Lucifer kicked me back against the wall and I rolled out of the way of his blade. He whipped his hand back and the tip of the blade slashed my throat. I knew that I would wear another scar from him. I drove him back with the back of my sword as my armor clung to me like a second skin.

"You're not worth it," he spat.

"Afraid to lose?" I egged him on.

Lucifer glared at me and then grinned. I quickly grabbed at him, but he shot upward quickly into a large beam of light. I cursed mightily at that.

"You're not supposed to kill him," I heard Joshua behind me.

"Was I supposed to die at his hands?" I asked.

"No," Joshua placed a hand on my shoulder. "The boys are on a plane overhead. They're safe from Lucifer at the moment."

"Castiel is destroyed," I looked at him.

Joshua chuckled.

"Of course," I muttered. "What was I thinking?"

"You could be nicer," he rubbed his jaw.

I glared at him.

"I know," he smiled. "You're all about the smiting. That scar looks like it's going to be ugly."

"I wear my battle scars proudly," I gritted.

"Spoken like the angel you are," he nodded. "Come let's get to where we need to be."

"And where is that?" I asked.

"You need to make sure that Bobby is all right," he nodded. "The boys will contact him. As for the rest of it…" he opened his hands.

I nodded in understanding.

Joshua stared at me for a long moment. "Kelsey?" he pressed.

I glared at him for a moment. "Since when do you call me Kelsey?" I asked.

"Since you started using it and have been using it for a while now," he shrugged.

I glowered at him.

He merely smiled at me and gave me a push in the direction he felt that I should go. I sighed and walked away from the room and surveyed the damage done. I really felt that I should have killed Zachariah when I had the chance. I reached into my pocket and dialed Bobby.

"Kelsey?" Bobby's gruff voice sounded in my ear.

"Who else," I replied.

"Where are Sam and Dean?" Bobby demanded.

"I'm not sure," I sighed. "But they're safe. Well, as safe as those two can ever be."

"Things are getting hairy," Bobby's voice dropped lower.

"I know," I agreed. "Lucifer is out. The boys will probably try to contact you."
"Stay where you are," Bobby said.
"Why?" I frowned.

"Well, you'll probably get to them faster than I will," he stated pointedly. "Besides, I've got to go see a couple of people that it wouldn't be good for you to be near."

"Afraid I'll smite them?" I teased.

"Something like that," Bobby returned evenly.

The call ended but something felt off. I frowned for a moment. It was more than Lucifer being out of his cage. He wouldn't be too pleased at the prospect of having lost Sam before he could get his body. I shook my head and traveled to where the prophet Chuck lived. I perched in the tree and looked at the house in the distance. I could sense Chuck there, but I could find no trace of Castiel. I felt my phone vibrate.

"Yes Dean," I answered.

"Kelsey!" Dean sounded relieved. "Are you all right?"

I touched the new scar on my throat and thought about Lucifer walking free. "Yes, I'm fine."

"Where are you?" he asked.

"Where are you?" I repeated.

"Ok," Dean huffed. "Sam and I just got off a flight that had to make an emergency landing. I don't know what happened, but…"
"It's okay," I told him. "Lucifer is free. There was nothing you could have done."
"Have you seen Cass?" Dean asked.

"No," I answered. "I've not seen him."
"We're going to head over to Chuck's," Dean exhaled loudly. "I'm hoping that the prophet will be able to tell us where Cass went."
"One can only hope," I answered him.

I disconnected the call and stared at Chuck in front of me. He stared at me for a moment and then smiled.

"I'll hit you," I warned.

"No," he shook his head. "You won't do any such thing. That was Sam and Dean?"

"Yes," I nodded. "They're probably on their way here looking for Cass."

"Hmm," Chuck murmured. "Where are you going?"

"To stay in this tree and away from you," I replied.

"That looks bad," he nodded at my neck.

"I've had worse," I shrugged. "Now, you should get inside before I have to kill an archangel."
"I should hope that no one else comes," he said quietly.

"You're the prophet," I said pointedly.

"I don't want to do this any more," he shuddered.

I shook my head at him. "Very funny," I murmured. "Lucifer's loose by the way."
"I saw," he nodded.

"Well," I prodded.

"I don't see that far ahead," he shrugged. "I better go back into the house then."

"Yes," I agreed. "It isn't safe for a prophet to be out here in the open like this."

"You're an angel," he narrowed his gaze at me.

"Sure," I smiled. "But whose side am I on is the burning question."

I watched him return to the house. He was hesitant and cautious while he entered the house itself. He appeared to be shaky and I shook my head at him. I knew that I had to wait. Sam and Dean were searching for Castiel, and that meant that Dean would come back here. I leaned against the tree and saw the car pull up.

I frowned and then thought that the Impala was obviously still at Bobby's. Both Sam and Dean were separated and Zachariah had grabbed Dean. Sam appeared to be remorseful and Dean was being stoic as they entered the house.