Hello again. So here we are another chapter. Enjoy.
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Castiel just had time finish drawing the devil's trap in front of the closet and had thrown a rug over the top, and Rose and Sam had managed to hustle everyone else out of the room into the corridor beyond, when the closet once again began to shake and with a burst of light the door flew open and a walked out a woman with red hair.
"Well look at this, a welcome party, though I'm not sure I like the carpet you have laid for me." Abaddon spoke as she stepped into the devils trap and tried to move off of it.
"Hello Abaddon, it's been a while." Crowley said from his place in front of her, Gabriel having moved so that Abaddon could not see him in the shadows.
"Has it? What year are we in?" Abaddon asked Crowley condescendingly, if she had to be met by any demon he would not have been her first choice, hell this little cockroach wouldn't have been on the list, but he was here so she might as well make use of him.
"One where I'm the king of hell and you are my subject." Crowley replied giving the play his all. He didn't understand why Gabriel had said he was the king of hell, though that had been what he was in the process of becoming when Rose cured him, but he would enjoy pissing this bitch off. She always thought herself so far above everyone else.
"I think I must have come through to a different reality, because a salesman like you would never become king of hell." Abaddon spat at him making him just raise an eyebrow at her in amusement. Though secretly he really hoped that Gabriel's plan worked and he didn't have to deal with her getting out thank you very much.
"If you say so. But I have you trapped so it doesn't really matter does it?" he replied with an indifferent shrug.
"I will get out and kill you." She threaten glaring at him but before he could respond another voice entered the conversation.
"Yeah I don't think that will be happening anytime soon sweetheart." Gabriel said in his coldest most powerful sounding voice which made all the people in the corridors hair stand on end. They did have a tendency to forget just who he was sometimes.
"Gabriel." Abaddon said in a slightly more wary tone.
"Well I am impressed, you remember me." Gabriel replied in the same tone smiling a cold smile at her.
"I will kill you too. You do not have the power to destroy me." Abaddon blustered at him. In truth she wasn't one hundred percent sure who would win in a fight between herself and an archangel.
"Really? Shall we give that a try?" Gabriel said in a gleeful voice before his tone changed and he started chanting an exorcism in enochian. Why use Latin when you can use the language of angels? It was far more powerful than the Latin version would be anyway. Though still in theory not powerful enough to exorcise a knight of hell, of course that was before the gates got slammed shut.
"What? No this shouldn't work." Abaddon said as she felt her essence turn inside her borrowed body.
"Well what can I say, a lot has changed since you left." Crowley replied looking at his nails as if what was happening in front of him bored him.
"What… like a… demon… working… with a… archangel?" Abaddon gasped out as she fell to the floor holding her throat trying to keep herself from being banished to hell. Though she would get out again. It wouldn't take her long, but it was definitely an inconvenience. Though Crowley's next words froze her to the bone.
"Actually no, more like a demon being turned human to shut the gates of hell and then working with an archangel to exorcise the evilest bitch he ever knew. Tell everyone I said hello now won't you?" and with that Gabriel finished the exorcism and a black cloud of demon smoke rushed out of the woman's mouth and fell through the floor returning to hell where it belonged. Leaving a collapsed female body behind.
As soon as the demon had left to be returned to hell Gabriel rushed to the woman hoping that she had survived the ordeal. Checking her pulse he found it was weak but it was there, bringing his fingers up to her forehead he allowed his grace to flow into her. Just enough to give her the strength to stay alive, it was all he could do but it would do for now.