"Finally! You're awake. I guess I threw you harder than I thought." I was awakened to see the white haired girl sitting a few feet away. I groaned, then rubbed my eyes.
"Hey," I started. "Where's Lyra?" I asked. She nodded her head upwards. I turned my head to see Lyra in the car, face pale, eyes red from crying.
Embarrassed from our defeat, no doubt.
I nodded in acceptance, looking down. "Who are you?" I asked, still looking down.
"My name is Racquel, the Angel of Lamb. And you could say that I am an undercover angel." She introduced.
"Undercover?" I repeated.
She smile. "It's hard to explain."
I scoffed. "So how do you know me?" I asked.
"Everyone knows you, Lynn Angela Logan. You're Lucifer's daughter." She clarified.
I frowned, "And do you know my story?" I asked.
Racquel's smiled changed a little bit. "We've been watching you since Michael put you on Earth."
"...and you didn't offer me any help when I was in the deep shit?" I snorted.
"I'm not sure what you mean?" She asked, her head tilting.
I glared and growled. "Ellen and Jo dying! My parents! My brother! My trip to hell!" I threw everything at her face.
"We answered your prayers Lynn," she reminded.
"What?" I stopped.
"You asked us to look after your guardian parents, and Jasper. And we are, they're doing fine. You asked us to bring Nick back to life. We did. You asked for a hero when you were in Hell. We sent Castiel, and whoever he brought with."
"You're so full of shit." I decided.
Her blue eyes saddened. "I know you're angry. But you mustn't take it out on me. If you want to blame someone, it'd be Raphael." She said sincerely.
Then she went wide-eyed and looked beyond me. I blinked. Did Lyra come out? I turned around, and saw an unexpected face.
It was Carmen Ashby, Lyra's older sister; Gabriel's older daughter. I wasn't sure how old she was, but I knew she was in her early twenties. Her long dark brown hair was dangled everywhere, and her caramel eyes were immensely glaring.
"Start talking," she demanded.
"About?" Racquel asked.
"Raphael. And what he wants."
Lyra must have called her I realized, as I saw her step out of the car.
Racquel sighed. He's the only Archangel left now, and he wants to take over."
I grinned and put my hands on my hips. "And I bet," I started. "The three of us could take him on."
"Heh," Carmen laughed, and I knew that Lyra was smiling too.
Racquel finally stood up. "It's a possibility," she finally agreed. "But a slight one."
"But it's worth a try, gotta set the world back to normal." I told her.
Racquel nodded, then folded her arms. "If you come across the Winchesters…" she started. Lyra and I raised an eye. "Do tell Dean that I forgive him for killing my brother." she said, then she was gone. Flew away.
"That bitch had a brother?" Carmen asked.
I was frozen. She said Winchesters. Plural. Wasn't Sam in Hell...? Why would she say that-?
"Miss Logan? Miss Agate?"
The three of us turned around to see the Jones family. Kate, Savannah, Jared, and little Aaron. "Hey." Lyra greeted.
Kate went up and hugged us. "Thank you," she said.
"No problem," Lyra said hesitantly.
Kate released us. "It's almost night, you could stay at our place if you'd like." She offered.
Holy crap it was? I looked over and saw the sun was almost set. And then I realized that I was dead tired. That isn't normal.
"No thanks, but we have to leave right away." Lyra argued.
"Oh, I see," Kate stepped back. "Off to save more people?" She assumed.
"You're exactly right." I said. And she smiled.
Night came very quickly. The three of us were in the car. "So what's next?" I asked.
"Find Dean Winchester?" Carmen suggested.
I twisted my mouth in doubt, then readjusted the rear view mirror. "We should, but we're supposed to visit your mom," I looked at Lyra. "And then go visit Bobby." I explained.
"Bobby?" Carmen repeated.
"A friend," I told her. She nodded. "So are you coming with us?" I asked her.
She looked up, and went into thought. "Hmm… for now. We'll see what happens. And besides, we got stuff to do." She decided.
"Stuff?" Lyra repeated. I grinned, then looked out the windshield.
"Well if we're gonna kill Raphael, then we got to prepare right?" Carmen reminded her.
"Maybe we should meet up with Dean." I admitted, sticking the key in the ignition. Then I yawned. "Carmen?" I said.
"Yeah?" She said from the back.
"Can you drive? I'm exhausted." I looked back to her.
"Sure." We both flew to our opposite positions, me to the backseat - her to the drivers seat. As she turned the key, I stretched out and lay all along the backseat.
"Find a hotel or something." Lyra suggested to her sister.
Carmen nodded, then changed the gear to drive. "Got it."
I fell asleep seconds after she started driving, and I was so passed out, Lyra and Carmen had to leave me in the car while they went into the hotel themselves.
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In their mind-bought room, Lyra flipped her suitcase on the chair, then took her shoes off. "Hey?" She looked over at Carmen, who was inspecting the bathroom.
"Yeah?" Carmen poked her head out with a grin, but it faded when she saw the fear in Lyra's chocolate eyes.
"I need to tell you something."
Carmen stopped. "…okay." She stepped out and sat down with Lyra on the couch.
During their talk, both of them were oblivious to the shadowy figure who was looking in on them from the balcony outside.
There was another dark figure looking over the edge, staring down at the parking lot, right at my car.
And they both continued to silently watch.
"They need to know!" Racquel hissed, her human emotions in control, something she rarely let happen. Sometimes her vessel overpowered her more than she'd like to admit.
"No," Balthazar simply denied, their blue eyes locking. He took a sip of the scotch in his hand.
Racquel glared. "If they know, they'll get to it before Raphael does. And save it." She offered.
Balthazar, drink in hand, looked thoughtful. "Fine. But if you get caught, don't tell the angels I gave you permission." He decided, swishing his cup around.
"Thank you," Racquel said, relaxing herself before vanishing.
"Yeah, yeah. Sure..." Balthazar said quietly.
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Waycross, Georgia
Racquel peered in the window of the house, the moon shining in to get a glance.
She saw the very pregnant woman relaxed on her bed, her husband laying with her as they talked. Her husband, Riley, was gorgeous with deep green eyes and jet black hair, while his wife had blonde hair and blue eyes.
Riley was so excited that he was going to be a father again, only there was one slight problem with that.
The child wasn't his.
And it was no ordinary child…
Racquel looked a bit sad; the time was soon coming.
She vanished.
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Raleigh, North Carolina
Racquel knocked on the door. A woman with long light brown hair and blue eyes answered. "Sarah Agate?" Racquel assumed.
Sarah blinked. "That's me." She said.
Racquel nodded. "When you had your daughter, was it painful at all?" She asked.
Sarah blinked again. "What?" She asked.
Racquel sighed. "When you gave birth to Lyra, was it painful?" She repeated.
Sarah went wide-eyed. "Is Lyra okay?" She asked.
Racquel nodded. "She is fine." She stared hard, waiting for Sarah's answer.
Sarah blinked for a third time. "I don't remember really... but the doctors said I nearly died. They said my guardian angels kept me alive." She explained. "And I certainly believe it." Meeting Gabriel and him knocking you up did that to you.
Racquel nodded; she remembered it very well…
17 years ago…
"No one can contact Gabriel?" Michael demanded.
No one answered.
"What is the matter?" Racquel asked.
"Joshua has a message from God," Michael announced, stepping aside as Joshua stepped forth.
"God says… it is very important that Lyra Agate be born; her mother cannot die. Gabriel's children may be useful in the future." He explained.
Racquel was in shock... Gabriel had children?
"I will ensure that she is born and her mother is safe," Michael declared, then put Joshua in charge until his return.
"Racquel," Joshua said then. "Before you go..."
"Yes?" she asked.
"God has something he wants you to do." Joshua announced.
The angel nearly gasped. "What is it?"
"Are you… okay?"
Racquel looked up to see Sarah looking concerned. She nodded. "I'm fine, thank you."
"Okay… why did you ask that question?" Sarah asked then.
Racquel stepped back. "Because there is another angel child soon to be born, and I wanted to know if the mother would live or not." She admitted.
And then she was gone, making Sarah jump back in shock. "Ah, hell... it's always something..." She grumbled.