June 13, 2011

I learned a lot about my cousins on this drive.

Lyra met Gabriel, her father, for the first time on her birthday almost two years ago, October eighth.

A lot of crazy things happened. Castiel tried to kill her because he was afraid of her. I suppose I have her to thank for being a guinea pig in regards to when I met Castiel after. Lyra was soon after abducted by fallen angels to lure Gabriel in a trap. Gabriel left after all that ended. Lyra didn't hear from him again until he left her a note to come find me.

Which is how we met.

Carmen, on the other hand, had a tougher life. Her mother was killed when she was six years old, possessed by demons and blew up the house. That had me in tears.

But, Amii Ashby left Carmen a diary, consisting of her travels with Carmen's birth father… Gabriel. She used the diary and she found Lyra, and eventually Gabriel himself.

There were a lot of struggles during this, but in the end Carmen forgave her dad. And things were okay.

But now both of her parents were dead.

At sunset, it was my turn to drive. At least until we found a hotel or motel; we were in Virginia now. Tomorrow we'd be in North Carolina, where Lyra's mother lived.

"So, Lynn," Carmen started, who was sat in the passenger seat; Lyra was relaxed in the back.

"Hm?" I remarked, checking the GPS.

"We've told you about us. Tell us about you." Carmen urged.

I sighed. "Alright," I inhaled deeply. "I was eight when I figured out I had powers. But I didn't know I was an angel until last September." I started. "Castiel came for me; said he needed me and flat-out told me the truth: that I was Lucifer's daughter. So I left with him, leaving my parents, Natalie, and my brother Jasper behind. I met the Winchesters, and helped them in the Apocalypse."

"Jasper?" Lyra repeated. "How old is he?"

"He would have been fourteen." I answered, not seeing the odd looks on her and Carmen's faces.

"Winchesters?" Carmen repeated then. "I thought it was only Dean."

"No, no, there was Sam, but... he's gone." I admitted quietly. "I met Raphael and Gabriel. Gabriel said that when I was born in Hell, Michael pulled me out, and put me in a vessel," I looked down at myself. "When it was a baby. And supposedly vessels don't age, but here I am, sixteen years and growing." I laughed. "Then I found out that Lucifer took vessel in my best friend's uncle: Nick." I continued.

"Oh yeah, the hot guy." Carmen remarked.

I flashed a smile. "I had the choice of joining him or going against him. Obviously I didn't join him."

"Obviously." Lyra agreed.

"I encountered one of the Four Horsemen, Famine. Then the angels brought back the Winchester's brother, Adam. Since Dean wasn't gonna say yes to Michael, they chose Adam. The angels took him, and we went to get him back." I continued. "But I was knocked out and woke up maybe weeks later to see Gabriel." I said sadly. "He took me to a hotel where the Winchesters were, along with pagan gods. And get this, Natalie and Jasper were there too."

"Why?" Carmen asked.

I shrugged. "Lucifer came. He killed all the gods, and he 'killed' Gabriel, but it was a trick, I found this out when you guys saved me from Hell." I said, glancing at the GPS again. "Right after, Jasper takes the Archangel Blade from Lucifer and stabs me." I announced.

Carmen and Lyra gasped, "Why?" Lyra asked.

"Because Lucifer killed our parents." I told her.

"Damn…" Carmen muttered.

"But then, as I was dead, Lucifer… he killed Jasper."

I will never forgive you. You son of a bitch.

I hope he heard that.

I explained the rest of the story, being in Heaven. The events of when Sam and Michael jumped in the hole to hell. When I was done, I gave a long sigh.

"Sucks being the kid of an angel, huh?" Carmen joked.

I could only nod my head.

Richmond, Virginia

As I pulled into the parking lot of a hotel, I saw that white-haired angel from Delaware appear. "Hello all." She greeted as we got out of the car.

Carmen snarled. "What do you want?" She demanded.

Racquel sighed. "I've come to say-"

"You won't say a blasted thing!"

We all looked over to see a slightly pissed off guy. He wore a long black trench coat with an accent.

Racquel raised an eye. "Crowley." She recognized.

I almost spazzed; this was the fool who gave Sam and Dean the Colt to use on Lucifer? I hadn't had the chance to meet him the times he came around. The first time his house was covered in anti-angel shields. And the next time …I was kind of dead, thanks to my brother, when Crowley came back around.

But what the hell was he doing here?

"Tell us what?" Carmen asked.

Crowley growled "Nothing at all!" He glared at Racquel.

"They need to know, it'll be bor-" she cut in.

"Damnit!" Crowley sent Racquel flying backwards.

Was she about to say born? That didn't sound good. Just then Carmen pounced on Crowley. "Tell us what?" She demanded, pinning him down.

He smirked. "I can't tell you love." He said in a low voice.

"Ugh," Carmen picked him up, turned and threw him away into the ground. As he landed, Racquel came back up.

You need to hear this, Lynn

I flinched. Why, Lucifer? Is she one of your petty angel freaks?

No, but listen to what she has to say. Do not let Crowley interfere

Why?

Because no matter what you do after she tells you, you cannot stop it

Stop what?

He didn't respond, but I swear in my mind he started smiling. Lyra looked around, hoping no one was watching.

"What the fuck is going on?" I spat out then.

Racquel sighed and then then glanced at the knocked out Crowley. "Something… something…" She stuttered.

"Get on with it!" Carmen said, annoyed.

"Something's gonna be born?" I guessed.

Racquel nodded. "Yes." Then she stared hard at me.

I raised an eye. "Okay, and?" I asked. She kept staring. "What, is it a demon baby?" I asked. Racquel still stared. Now I was getting annoyed. "An angel baby?" I guessed then.

Racquel's blue eyes remained still

"Archangel baby?" Lyra guessed.

My emerald eyes were wide when Racquel nodded. Carmen stepped up. "What?"

"It will be born soon, and it will be bad if it ends up in the wrong hands." Racquel explained.

I tilted my head. "Why? Who is it?" I asked. Racquel's mouth opened to speak, but said nothing. "Well?" I said impatiently. Then she finally spoke again.

"It is your sister, Lynn."

"W… what?" I gaped. Did she just say my sister?

"Shit," Carmen was just as shocked.

"How is it my sister?" I asked.

Racquel sighed. "Lucifer, it was his fail-safe plan," she began. "In case he couldn't get you to join him, and if he'd been trapped in Hell again… he'd use this child to try and break free again."

I stopped. "But if he's trapped, how will she know about him?" I asked.

"He will talk to her through telepathy," Racquel admitted.

Like he does with me I realized. Shit! Castiel-damnit. This sucks. "Where is she? Well err, the mother?" I asked.

Racquel shook her head. "She is not yet in labor. Very soon though."

I growled. "Well who is she?" I asked.

"Her name is Leah Cobalt," Racquel revealed.

I went up and grabbed her by her shirt. "Take me to her. Now." I demanded.

"I cannot," she said simply. "But," she added. "You will have to take it when it's born."

"Huh?" I asked.

"Why do you keep calling the baby it?" Carmen asked.

"Anything born under Lucifer does not deserve a title." Racquel told her.

I frowned. "Gee, thanks, I feel so loved." I said sarcastically.

"You are different. You've always been… good." Racquel assured.

Before I could even ask, Carmen butted in. "Why does she have to take the baby when it's born?" She asked. I blinked, remembering Racquel said that, then I let go of her.

"If Raphael or any demons get it before you do…" she started.

Meanwhile, Lyra went over to get Crowley awake. "Hey," she hissed, shaking him. "Get up," then she blinked as he opened his eyes.

"I must say," he started. "You're kind of cute for a little Nephilim."

"You're gross." Lyra rolled her eyes.

"Wait… what are we supposed to do when we take her?" I asked.

"Give it to it's other father." Racquel decided.

"It's her damnit!" Carmen snarled.

"Who's the dad? Besides Lucifer?" I asked.

Racquel smiled. "Guess. The child was made when Lucifer was first set free."

I raised an eye, then went into thought. When he was first set free… "Oh shit." I said in horror.

"Who is it?" Carmen asked.

I groaned. "It's Nick…" I realized. Racquel nodded.

"The vessel Lucifer was in?" Carmen added.

"Yeah… oh geez …look," I started. "I cant— he— its—" I held my head in pain. "I can't do that. He's already been through so much…" I explained.

"You have to Lynn. It will be the only way it'll be safe, with him." Racquel stated.

"Her!" Carmen yelled.

"How am I supposed to get him to believe me when I tell him he has a daughter?" I demanded.

"Ask him if the mother's name sounds familiar, then he will believe you." Racquel explained, looking past us.

"Well," Crowley said, hands in pockets. "I didn't know you wanted to keep the thing safe from Lucifer."

Racquel glared. "Why would I want him to break free again? It will be the end of us all."

"You're most definitely right." Crowley agreed, looking around at all of us. Lyra snorted, Carmen looked blank, and Racquel glared.

Minutes later, both demon and angel left, and I gave notice when Crowley gave an odd look to Lyra, which made Carmen look hell-bent on wanting to kick his ass.

Finally, we went into the hotel, got a room. And I passed the hell out, dreaming of a crying baby.

June 14, 2011

Raleigh, North Carolina

The next afternoon, we reached Lyra's mom's house. Sarah Agate's her name and my, she is pretty. She has long, light brown hair and blue eyes.

"Hi Carmen," she greeted, giving her a hug, then looked at me. "Let me guess, you're Lynn?"

I nodded. "That's right." I held out my hand. "Nice to meet you.

She shook. "You too." She said smiling. She led us inside, and we sat on the couch and chairs.

I was sat in a big red chair, two fingers against my right temple, thinking.

Are you devising a plan or what? Carmen asked then into my mind.

Yeah…

Got anything?

Not yet... but I don't doubt that there'll be demons and Raphael's angels waiting, it might be a war zone.

And we'll win. I don't doubt THAT.

What makes you so sure?

Well you're Luci-Lou's kid right? Won't the demons do as you say?

Yeah right

Well… we'll see when the time comes

Yep

"Do you want a drink, Lynn? We got water, milk, Coca-Cola-" Lyra offered.

"Do you have orange juice?" I asked suddenly.

She stopped, "…yeah," she said, getting it out. "Mom? Car?" She asked then.

"I'm fine," Sarah said.

"Just water," Carmen told her.

Thanks Carmen I said then.

She blinked, but didn't look at me. For what?

Understanding... I could never tell Lyra any of this.

You should, she's a good listener, and she cares about you. When she came back from Hell, she was more motivated to bring you back then anything else.

Really?

Yeah. She smiled at me.

I smiled at Lyra as she handed me my cup of juice. "Thanks." I said lightly. Then as I sipped my drink, I decided to chat with someone else.

Um… Lucifer? I waited, still sipping.

Yes? Finally!

Why didn't you tell me about Leah Cobalt?

Because… you would try and do what you think you're going to do

What I 'think'?

That's right. But whatever you do Lynn… don't let the angels take my unborn daughter; your sister

You have no right to call her that!

What is with your tone?

How the hell am I even talking to you anyway? You're in Hell

It's quite simple, I can talk to you through telepathy because you are my daughter

Ugh; don't say that. Makes me sick. So… is that why I can do the same with Lyra and Carmen? 'Cause they're family?

…yes

I didn't say anything else after that, and vaguely listened as Lyra babbled stuff to her mom, Carmen giving me secret looks every few minutes.

But as they were talking, I started grinning, Carmen noticed. What is it? She asked.

I kept grinning, for I had come up with a plan.

A plan that I would save my sister with.