CHAPTER 3: ANGELS AND DEMONS AND WINCHESTERS OH MY

Sam quickly pulls out Ruby's knife and moves to attack the now demonic Saxi. Castiel moves to stop him, but is too slow. Just as Sam reaches Saxi a familiar bright light blinds us. Everyone gives various exclamations of surprise.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A new, angered, voice joins the fray. All around me I hear gasps of surprise.

"Gabriel?!" Dean exclaims incredulously.

"Gabriel?" Castiel asks quietly, in a child-like voice. A snap is heard and Sam cries out in anger.

"Right in one Deano, little bro!" The voice of Gabriel announces. Finally my vision returns and I'm able to see Gabriel standing protectively in front of us, hand posed to snap again.

Saxi and I turn towards each other and waggle our eyebrows, wink and nod. As one we turn towards the new arrival and tackle hug him, calling "GABE!"

Gabriel lets out an 'oof' as we impact him. He gives us a smile and a hug. Finally he turns to Team Free Will and says "Now why in dads name are you trying to hurt my nieces?"

"NIECES!?" The Winchesters, Kevin, Saxi, and I exclaim, confused. Gabriel pauses for a moment, his gaze drawn to the floor. Saxi and I, still hugging Gabriel, follow his gaze and spot a lollipop on the floor. Saxi flushes a bright red and Gabriel turns to her with the most adorable puppydog eyes I have ever seen.

Saxi takes a breath and announces quietly "Yes you can have it. But only if you share it with me." Gabriel chuckles, giving an exaggerated wink. "Sure, princess" He snarks. "Whatever, Trickster." Saxi replies giving a wink of her own, smirking. Sam gives a cough and Saxi's smirk drops as she sighs.

Saxi and I let go of Gabriel, who goes for the lollipop and, after picking it up, hands it to Saxi. She nods her thanks and a split second later she collapses into my arms. Recognizing that she's flashing back to /something/ I settle both of us somehow on the table .I whisper "Crap! Of all times for this to happen!"

Saxi's eyes flutter open as she slowly comes back, I look at her concerned, its been awhile between flashes "Saxi? Are you okay?" I question, silently cursing my shaky voice. She blinks twice, grounding herself I guess, before looking around and finally meeting my eyes.

She curls up, bringing her knees up and putting her chin on them. "...Yeah, I'm fine." She quietly states, voice a little off sounding. I don't believe her, so I give her a /look/, but knowing that I shouldn't get into it I don't push the subject.

"What the Hell was that about?" Dean questions angrily, staring at Saxi like she belongs in an asylum. 'Shit, shit, shit! He's fucked, you don't question her directly after, he's screwed, maybe I can stop her' my thoughts racing like a car at the indie 500.

"You already know, you're the one who participated" Saxi snarled leaping off the table. 'Crap! He's screwed even worse! I hope one of /them/ can save his stupid ass' I think staring at Dean with thinly veiled horror. Castiel manages to move in front of Dean and stares Saxi down, eyes cold as ice and full of angelic rage.

Saxi takes a deep breath, then another,she tries for a third but it comes out shaky. She stares at the ground, tears falling like rain down her cheeks. 'I gotta help her' I think moving forward shoving Dean and Castiel away.

"Saxi?" I question worried. "Saxi! SAXI!" I almost shout, steadily getting more worried. I wrap her in the best hug I can, being mindful of the injury I still had, even though it hadn't pained me yet. "Please tell me what's going on" I plead, wanting to help her. She shakes her head and looks up. I wipe her tears away, and knowing that she still doesn't want to talk about it I whisper "on your own time". She shakes her head sadly and says "No, they need to know". We turn towards the boys, who had looked away after I shoved Castiel and Dean. Saxi gives a cough and they look at us, turning to face us.

"I guess I should start from the beginning. But first, Dean, I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier. It wasn't your fault. Not really." She apologizes,looking at a semi shocked Dean. Dean accepts her apology with a small nod as she continues with her tale "I knew nothing of the, I'd guess you'd call it supernatural, until two years ago" 'Wait WHAT?!' My mind blanks out for a second. "I mean, I never really witnessed anything until two years ago. One day, I was going about my normal day when, every once in a while random people would stare at me. I thought it weird that they would stare at me with such seriousness. I would notice them and when I looked at them, they would smile and disappear. I still remember what emotion they stared at me with" She shivers, I guess she was mentally reliving it. "Their eyes held a light. And that light can only be described with one word. Hunger."

She shifts her weight as the boys glance at each other, then continues "But that's not all. A few weeks later, I was walking around at night, don't ask me why because I won't answer, when my watch beeped at midnight,-" 'Midnight, crap I have a feeling I know where this is going and I don't like it at all' "-as usual. I heard howling, which you do hear occasionally, but not during this time of year." 'Yep, really not liking this' " I freaked out and ran, trying to get farther and farther away from the baying of wolves, but they got closer and closer until I reached a dead end road and they got me. They dragged me and it felt like they tore me into pieces." 'Change of words, I hate where it went.'

Saxi shivers, obviously still effected by the memory. At the same time Dean flinches, reliving his own memory.

"How long were you down in the Pit?" Sam breaks the silence with a curious question. Saxi turns towards him looking at him, maybe even examining him. I pipe up to save her from answering "She was gone for nine months." Saxi gives a flinch, and I remember she hates the number for some reason unknown to me.

Dean gives a look towards Saxi, and almost hesitantly asks "Jesus, kid. Did you ev-" Saxi cuts him off quickly with a "No. I've always refused." A stifling silence filled the room. I, knowing how telling how you were hurt/died is painful, go over to Saxi and wrap her in a big hug. I move away after a moment.

Sam, ever the researcher, asks another painful question "So explain to me, how exactly are you a demon?"

I interject a sarcastic "Magic." Just to see their reactions. Saxi smiles, obviously amused with my snarky antics.

"Really? You're really going to be sarcastic?" Dean growls, not amused at my antics. I give an insane grin.

"Naw, it was in the heat of the moment after all, lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off." I snarkily giggle, happy that I got an opening to use puns.

Sam just facepalms. Dean groans exasperated, saying "You're joking, right?" I give a giant smile, reveling in the chance to dispense more puns.

"Well, yeah, sugar we're goin down and my songs know what you did in the dark!" I finish, grinning like a loon. Gabriel, with no restraint, laughs and laughs, loving my puns. Saxi blushes, but doesn't say a word, knowing that I could and would use more puns. A few beats pass, then Saxi, Castiel, and Gabriel stiffen and I realize how my puns could be taken. Saxi goes from slightly pink to ghost white in a second. The angels give me a stare that I swear reached my soul, searching me.

Saxi flinches, and I realizing the signs of a flash growl loudly "Get them out, Gabriel! Now!" Saxi blinks once, and I move closer, ready to hug her, she blinks again as I am close enough I can almost hug her. Sam, not realizing the situation questions me with a quiet "Why?" I turn a withering glare at him, ready to verbally rip him to shreds. Saxi gives a choking noise, making me switch gears so fast not even Chuck could keep up.

"Can you not fucking tell she's having fucking flashbacks you stupid fuck?! Get the fuck outta here right fucking now or fucking else I will fucking slap you so fucking hard your fucking grandfather will fucking feel it. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Right. Fucking. Now." I hiss, pissed that they weren't listening. Finally my words pierce their thick skulls and they beat a hasty retreat out of the room, leaving Saxi alone with Gabriel and I.

Saxi tries to laugh, but it quickly dissolves into choking. She blinks and Gabriel moves towards her, she blinks again and he stares into her eyes with the whiskey colored eyes of his. Saxi momentarily stops breathing, flushing a bright pink. Gabriel whispers something that I make a point not to hear. Saxi gasps, looking around.

"Thank you Gabriel." Saxi shakily states, tipping to the left. Gabriel reacts instantaneously, grabbing her arm and stabilizing her. "Anytime, there anything I can get you, sugar?" Gabriel says, almost carelessly. 'Wait sugar? I got an idea!' I think announcing "That's it! I know what she needs!" I dig around in my mysteriously appeared bag, not questioning it appearance, before pulling out a liter bottle of Mountain Dew, making both Saxi's and Gabriel's eyes widen.

"Isn't that so full of sugar it could kill you?" Saxi queries, before realization crosses her face. "Oooohhh, sugar. I get it." She voices. I hand over the bottle to Saxi, watching as she cracks it open and takes a sip,and perks up.

After a moment she asks "So, what now?"

Dean walks into the room, growling "What now? Now we get something straight!" 'But gay is so much more fun' I mentally chuckle, before sobering up, seeing the unamused, slightly pissed look on Dean's face. "There anything else to your story, or is that all you're going to share before we kick you to the curb?" 'WHAT?!' I screech loudly in my head.

"You wouldn't dare." I whisper loudly, deadly calm, glaring murderously, mentally screaming 'HOW DARE YOU!? THAT IS MY BEST FRIEND I DONT GIVE AN EVERLOVING SHIT IF SHE IS A DEMON. YOU DARE YOU EVIL MOTHERFUCKER?! THATS IT YOU ARE A DEAD MAN WALKING'

Saxi tilts her head, as if listening to something, again I switch gears in a split second, I glance at Saxi before questioning "What do you hear?" All I get in reply is a "Shhhh!" And another slight movement of her head. After a moment she goes as pale as before. Dean scoffs, not believing that she hears anything, "There's nothing to hear out there, how could you possibly hear anything?"

Saxi gives a dangerous glare, eyes flickering from purple to brown. She growls "There's more to my story. After getting rescued out of the Pit by Gabriel, I've had this feeling where I felt like I was followed. Not all the time, but just when I'm by myself. This feeling never faded, nor has it grown, at least before I came here. Then it disappeared. They still want me, I know it. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not." After a five second pause she flinches again.

"Stuck with you? Why?" Sam questions, forehead wrinkled. Castiel storms into the room, and up to Saxi. He pushes her into the wall by her neck, she lets out a strangled yelp. I jump up shocked, but Sam grabs my arms and restrains me.

"Why did you lead them here?!" Castiel questions, voice full of almighty rage. Gabriel and Dean stare in shock.

"I-I have no ide-" Saxi chokes out, before being interrupted by a loud howl that makes everyone flinch. "I-I s-sw-swear I-I didn't know..."

"Liar!" Castiel concludes, pushing against Saxi's throat. Gabriel snaps out of his shock and pulls Castiel viciously off Saxi. She slides down the wall giving choking gasps. The howl sounds, louder and closer, scaring me.

"Cas! She isn't lying! She didn't know that she was being tracked!" Gabriel hisses, holding Castiel in a combination of physical restraint and grace restraint. 'Wait grace?! How'd I know?' My mind wanders for a moment before focusing on the situation at hand. Kevin creeps in and gives a sad wave before creeping out unnoticed by everyone except me.

"Tracked? By whom?" Sam and Dean question simultaneously, drawing a small smile out of me. After a moment of thought I realize only one supernatural species that had wolf-like animals as helpers/pets.

"Demons." I speak up, in unison with Saxi. The room foes deadly silent, an ominous feeling creeping in with the next howl, louder and closer, the howl turns into the baying of multiple wolves, making the ominous feeling grow like a weed. I shudder slightly.