I would like to give a special shout out to Noxy Hart who means everything to me. I have been a bit upset with my dog as she hasn't been eating right. Writing has me a bit distracted, Reviews are always appreciated.
Disclaimer: I have yet to own Supernatural as they belong to CW. I just borrow them for my writing pleasure and put them back when I am done. I own Monica and Zagon and Noxy Hart owns Raziel. Please enjoy.
Monica had run the minute she landed on the ground with a thud. Sure the distance wasn't far from the ground, but with her grace bound it did hurt slightly. Her body was on fire as she continued to run. Not even sure where to go or even where to even start looking for a new place to live; she slowly slowed down to a fast walk. Tears were streaming down her face. She headed into the forest where she leaned back against a tree and cried. She figured nobody would look for her, so she decided to rest until she looked for a new place to stay. Her eyes closed as she drifted off to sleep.
Gabriel had been pacing downstairs as Lucifer had been making a few calls. Lucifer was trying to contact every demon he knew to look for her. He had even called Crowley to see if she had showed up in Hell. Every person he had contacted said that they hadn't seen her. They would keep an ear out if anybody seen or heard from Monica. He knew that he had to find her. There was just something about her that was drawing her to him. After he hung up with a grumble, he looked back over at Gabriel.
"Crowley said he would keep an eye out for her. He has his eyes on all the devils claw sellers in Hell. If she tried to contact any of them, he would let us know right away. He did say that Michael had bought some Devils claw, right around the time Monica was missing. Was Michael bringing that to you?"
Gabriel looked up and shook his head. The more he thought about it, the more he wondered why Michael would be buying Devils claw in Hell when he could get some from his baby brother when he wanted it. In fact he had gotten some from him to help loosen a couple angel tongues up in heaven. Michael tended to use the Devils claw on rogue angels to get information out of them. Thinking about it made him frown. Whe his older brother got back, he was going to have to ask him about that. Michael was up in heaven as he was called back to help their dad with something. Gabriel then turned back to Lucifer.
"Lucifer, do you remember where we found Monica at? I mean was it in the same place that the demons were having trouble get to when they were searching for her the first time? Have they found out what was keeping them from going to her the first time?"
Lucifer looked up and nodded. He knew what his baby brother was thinking too. Some of the pieces weren't falling into place. Monica was a very open person and if she had a problem such as a Devils claw problem, she would have came out and asked Gabriel for help. There was darker work here and he was thinking that whoever had her might have started her on the Devils claw.
"Yeah they did, in fact the demon said that there was a large amount of grace they were picking up from that spot. Even after we brought Monica back with us, they said that the ground was soaked with so much grace it wasn't even funny. Even Crowley thinks that the higher level of grace in the area is what kept them from coming near the spot. We don't know how long Monica was down there in Hell either. She could have been down there for years and nobody really noticed."
Lucifer cursed under his breath. He had to find Monica before something bad happened to her. The one thing that was worrying him was that he couldn't find her grace anywhere. Even when they checked the room over, he couldn't feel her grace. The only grace he could find in the room belonged to Michael. He knew what he had to do, but he was going to have to wait until Michael returned from Heaven so he could talk to him.
Gabriel had set some papers down in front of Lucifer to make him look up and stare at his little brother. There was a look of confusion on the older angel's face. Not sure what the paperwork was, he picked up one of the papers and looked it over. His eyes widened as he looked up at Gabriel.
"Where did you find this? These are all my letters I had to written to Monica when I was hoping to try to court her. I was told that Monica had tossed them because she wanted nothing to do with me. These were still sealed even."
Gabriel sat down beside Lucifer and placed his hand over his older brother's hand. A look of sadness washed over him.
"One of the angels found these in Michael's room. They brought them straight to me because he had seen Monica's name on the letters and wanted you to have them. When we find Monica, she will have a chance to finally see those letters; maybe you still have a chance to court her? I called Raziel too. Both Raz and Zagon will be here tomorrow. They had something to finish up first before they came."
Lucifer chuckled as he knew what they were finishing up. He was lucky that Raz had found someone like Zagon. He treated his son so well and though he was surprised that Monica and Raz didn't end up together, he was happy that his son did find someone to really love and accept him. He turned back to the letters and ran his hands over the writing. He would prove to Monica that no matter what, he would still accept her.
Monica awoke a few hours later to find that her back was stiff from sleeping against the tree. She stretched as she looked around as she slowly got up. She was going to need to find someplace to be able to seek shelter from the weather soon as it was growing late and she could see the storm clouds getting closer. Knowing that she was still near Gabriel's house, it could be because she was gone from Gabriel's house and he was worried for her. She looked down as she tried not to let the sob rip through her chest.
She heard footsteps as she turned to see who it was. She feared that someone had followed her or that it was someone that was there to hurt her. Not many knew about this place and she was worried about who it could be. The way that the footsteps were made, it was something that made her think it could have been more people until she heard a soft neigh and she smiled seeing Sleipnir.
Sleipnir was one of the children of Loki and she knew that they all loved Gabriel so much. Even when Gabriel was pretending to be Loki, he had created them because he had missed having children around. Sure she was around, but she was still just a baby. Odin had loved her pranks as much as he loved Loki's. When Sleipnir nudged Monica, she reached up and pets his head gently.
^What are you doing out here alone Monica? Our mother would be upset to find that you are not back at home sleeping where you should be. Why do you look so upset?^
She looked up at him and smiled as she buried her face in his neck. He moved his head to hold her close, almost like he was hugging her. He could feel something was wrong as he seen her like a younger sister to him as well. Before she could say anything, she heard a whine and Fenrir slowly walked out of the line of trees. She looked between the two of them.
"How did you two manage to find me? I mean my grace is bound, you two must have been tracking me by smell if you found me."
Fenrir let out a slight snort and walked over and nuzzled against her. He looked up at her and let out a soft whine. His big body pressing against her as if trying to protect her and keep her safe.
'Monica, you know that no matter where you are we can always find you. You grew up with us; we know your scent even down to your blood type. Our mother made sure that we knew everything about you in case if something happened we could always find you.'
She held them both close as she sobbed. Her body shaking slightly as Fenrir nudged her. He could feel something wasn't right. Both Fenrir and Sleipnir looked at each other. They nodded as Sleipnir began to shrink and appear around her neck like a necklace. Fenrir did the same as he became a bracelet that felt warm even around her wrist. She sobbed as she could still feel their warmth against her chest and wrist. Before she realized it, a bag went over her head as she gasped and struggled. Something smelled strange as she went limp against the person whoever it was that put the bag over her head.
Michael chuckled as he threw her over his shoulder and walked off. That was far too easy for his liking, but he didn't care. Soon Lucifer will be his and nobody can stop him.