Hello everyone! Sorry about that little cliff hanger there. So now we continue. Usual stuff, I don't own SPN.
Dina screams as the hand clutches her throat...
"DAAD!" Dina screams before her air is cut off. She was lifted off the ground and slammed into the wall. She tried kicking while she could still think but her mind was getting fuzzy. She tried hitting the crook of her attacker's elbow to get them to bend and release, but her vision and comprehension skills were quickly deteriorating from lack of oxygen.
Her eyelids slip close and her hands slip off her attacker's arm. She felt like a pop can that somebody could just crush.
Part of her fights her physical inabilities. The angel part of her refuses to die with this body.
"Oi!" her celestial voice screams at her. Her consciousness sluggishly replies.
"What?"
"You can breath now mortal body."
"oh."
Dina forces herself to take a deep, burning breath.
"Dear Grandfather that hurts," Dina gasped raggedly as the cold, biting air fills her burnt lungs. She looked over to see the body of her attacker crumpled to the ground. She takes more breaths.
In. Out. In. Out.
Eventually her strength returned to her for the most part and she sat up and looked around. Finally she noticed the other person in the room.
A slightly fat, short man, with a receding hairline and a bit of scruff stood, wearing a blood splattered suit, over the decapitated head of a vampire across the room. Silently he nudged the head with his foot. He pulled a pristine white handkerchief out of his pocket, and cleaned of his knife.
"Who are you?" she finally asked, loud enough for him to hear. He turned around and smiled at her devilishly.
"Ah, you're awake darling."
"Who are you?"
"I wasn't sure how long it was going to take you to wake up. Nephilim tend to be a bit slow in the uptake that they are, in fact, still alive."
Dina gritted her jaw at the use of her technological, species name and squinted at the man suspiciously.
"You keep refusing to answer my question," she stated, "that means you are rather hesitant of letting me know who you are. Which means that I shouldn't trust you."
"I just saved you're smart cookie ass, darling. I should think that you could trust me."
"I would ask where my dad is, but I doubt that you'd answer that. You're unwilling to give me you're name, why should you tell me where my father is?"
"You are a bright little Nephilim, aren't you?"
"Please stop calling me that," Dina requested. The man smiled at her again, his smile was both calming and agitating at the same time.
"All right. My name is Crowley."
"The King of Hell?"
"Yes."
"I'm Dina."
"Yes," he said, amused, "you are." He walked over to her and offered her his hand. Dina hesitated before delicately placing her hand in his. He smiled and helped her up.
"Tell me, Mr. Crowley, why am I alive?"
"Because I saved you."
"Why did you save me? Obviously I couldn't save myself from vampires of all things," Dina spit out, "So why did you save me?"
"Because, darling, you needed saved and I'm a nice person," Crowley replied releasing her hand after giving it a pat.
"You're a demon. You're not nice. You're evil wrapped in pretty packaging."
"You're a smart girl, your mother taught you well," Crowley said with another smile. Dina frowned at him.
"You know my mother?"
"Indeed I do. Such a sexy little angel." Dina growled slightly at him in response to his comment. He chuckled.
"Down girl, my intentions towards your mother are anything but pure, but I'll never get there in a hundred years. Besides, I've got my own human now. I don't need your mother for any thing like that," Crowley said. Dina shrugged off her hostility.
"Any chance you'll tell me where my father is?"
"None darling. However, I will tell you that he's frantically searching for you."
"Okay... any chance you'll just let me go to him?" Dina tried, she turned on her puppy dog eyes that Uncle Sammy had taught her how to use. Crowley smiled almost fondly at her.
"Look at that. Moose taught you how to summon your inner kicked puppy," Crowley said, amusement lit his voice, "I'm sorry darling, but you are mine for now. Do you feel the connection block to heaven?"
Dina frowned and mentally reached towards her mother or any other angels. There was nothing there, just darkness. She sighed.
"So... I assume angel trap."
"Yes, lucky for me, you're Nephilimness isn't covered by angel traps since you're humaness is prominent enough," Crowley said as he carefully put his knife back in his suit jacket pocket.
"How far away are we from the original hunting location?" Dina asked tiredly.
"Oh, we're just right down in the basement."
"I assume Dad won't find me?"
"Correct."
"Great. So how long do we wait."
"I actually need you're help with something. Squirrel has enlisted the help of you're mother and Uncles. Gabriel and Balthazar. And while I can keep you hidden from them during this duration... it's going to need you're cooperation."
"And why would I cooperate with you, pray tell? Darling," Dina sassed. Crowley smiled at her, almost as if he was proud of her.
"Because you'll want to."
Crowley then explained her situation to her and what she could do to help.
"And you see," he continued, "It's really for the best because you can help me get rid of these straggling demons that refuse to bend to my will, and I can help you become a powerful being."
"Mom and Uncle Gabriel can give me grace," Dina pointed out.
"Yes, but think about that. You won't have to wait for them and you'll never have to fear an angel ever again. You'll be just as, if not more, powerful as all excepting the Archangels."
"It would require me essentially betraying my mother, wouldn't it?" Dina asked. Crowley hesitated and thought it over.
"I think that that's not necessarily true-"
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus," Dina started to recited. Crowley grimaced and Dina paused with a grin, "I can continue, if you want," she offered smartly, "Ooorrrr you could tell me the truth. Also, if the first exorcism doesn't work, I am well trained in others."
"You're a smart one aren't you darling?" Crowley asked. Dina just grinned at him.
"There is a... tiny amount of betrayal involved. But that makes the rest of it all the sweeter. The reconciliation?" Crowley admitted. Dina bit her lip.
"Will... will innocents get hurt?"
"I think not."
"How soon will I see my family?"
"It could be ten days, it could be ten years," Crowley said with a shrug, "Honestly, most of my deals last for ten years. But if you complete your end of the deal then you should be able to go to back to your family before then."
"Dad will kill me," Dina said, rubbing her temples.
"I think not."
"You think not a lot," Dina pointed out.
"That's true. But honestly darling, you can trust me."
"No I can't."
Crowley smiled.
"You're right. You can't. But you honestly have no choice. Your mother can't help you, your father won't be able to help you, and I won't let you go unless you say yes."
"We don't have to kiss right?"
"Since you're just a pup, I'm going to let you out of it."
"Don't call me a pup ever again or I'll exorcise you," Dina threatened, pointing at him.
"Fine, darling. What shall I call you? We'll need to rename you."
Dina frowned.
"This is your plan, you can name me."
"Oh look at that, she's subordinate." Dina growled at him slightly and he chuckled.
"How about Azrael?"
"You want me to take the name of an Angel of Death?" Dina asked.
"I was thinking maybe Mot. That's the Babylonian angel of death."
"I like Azrael better," Dina answered. Crowley smiled.
"I thought you would."
"CAS!" Dean yelled into the sky. A flutter of wings filled the silence.
"I can't find her!" Dean told her as soon as he saw her face.
"I lost connection with her. Wherever she is, she's not connected with heaven," Castiel replied, worry barely hidden by her voice. Dean looked her in the eyes, they were filled with pain. He opened his arms and soon she filled them.
"They were just vampires Cas. She knows how to deal with vamps. I don't understand."
"We have to find her," Castiel said into his leather, blood covered, jacket, "There are angels who wouldn't hesitate to kill her."
"You never fully explained," Dean said, "why do the angels want to kill her?"
Castiel quieted.
"I was sort of vague about how things worked between us Dean. Dina's not exactly the result of our... physical union. She's what is called a Nephilim. After the fall of man, it was made illegal for Nephilim to be conceived. Nephilim are the result of the union of an angel's and a human's souls."
"So Dina... she's illegal."
"When I told you that I hadn't known that I had conceived... I had lied to you. I had gotten permission from my Father before initiating the union. But... I wasn't sure what the repercussions would be to such a union so I kept you in the dark."
"So the Angels want her dead because she's illegal?"
"They want to take away her grace. Maker her human. But killing her works just as well for them. So we have to find her soon."
"Alright lets get searching."