Dean was without a doubt ticked off. Every time he sneaked a glance at that red-lipstick wearing demon bitch he wanted nothing more than to chop her friggin' head off. But that's not why he was angry - he was angry because the way Sam acted around her, it was like she was his friend. Why couldn't Sam just understand that monsters were monsters? It didn't matter whether or not she was helpful for a second or two.

They were chatting about something or another. Adeliza had that dumb little smirk on her face, and Sam looked annoyed the entire time. Dean clenched his fists, then walked over to them, putting on his own cocky grin. "Sorry to break up the slumber party, ladies, but we gotta get a move on," he turned to Adeliza, sneering. "And you're not welcome in the car." she didn't look fazed in the slightest.

"Alright, I'll just zap up to the psychic's house - "

"No, you're coming with us," Dean snapped, quick to change his mind. Her arriving at Pamela's house alone? While getting rid of the demon would be nice, Bobby had looked up her name awhile ago, and Adeliza was one big bad wolf. She was known for seducing men and women and murdering them. 'Hellfire', she was called, and to have one of the powerful guys on their team? It was annoying, but necessary.

Adeliza rolled her eyes. "What, are you bipolar or something?" she muttered, shaking her head. "I probably can't even get into this chick's house anyways."

"Then stand guard." Dean slid the knife into his pocket, making its presence obvious to her. "Tune into Hell's station. I dunno, just do something."

"Hell's station it is."


"Where's Dean Winchester?" a voice roared over all the others. Lilith. "Alistair, how could you let him escape? He was your responsibility!"

"No one escapes hell." Alistair retorted, an almost mocking tone in his voice. Adeliza rolled her eyes. She'd love to see the day where Lilith finally got sick of that annoying bastard and killed him once and for all.

"One survivor saw it!" a younger demon piped up. She grinned. Oh, that demon should not have gotten involved. Once the Dynamic Duo takes an interest in you, you'd better run for the hills. Even half a screw up will get you on the rack for fifty years. "I-It was me, Lilith... There was this bright light and a horrible screeching noise. Hexa dissolved, and we all went to fight it - but nine other... lights... showed up."

"And why are you alive, Reilly?"

Reilly! That was the name Adeliza was looking for... Poor girl didn't stand a chance against Lilith. Hell, even Adeliza didn't stand a chance against Lilith. "I fled." Reilly responded faithfully.

"...Alistair? Throw her on the rack."

"W-What? No! Please, I - " her voice cut off suddenly, and Lilith let out a sigh.

"It's so hard to find good help these days. Wouldn't you agree, Adeliza?"

She froze. "Way to work on your stealth," she muttered to herself, glancing out the windows of the impala. Adeliza was scanning for any hint of movement, or something that signified that she was being watched. Nothing.

"You always were my favorite..." a hint of remorse leaked into her tone. Adeliza grinned. Oh, she remembered the favoritism, alright. Those were the days when she was personally trained. Torture, bargaining, and her powers. Lilith molded her into everything she was today. Corrupting her soul, then demonizing her. And Adeliza took so much pride in biting Lilith in the ass after all that woman had done to her under the guise of doing it 'for her'. "I would be willing to give you a second chance." Still, Adeliza didn't respond. She heard Lilith heave a sigh. "Fine. You've chosen your path, Adeliza. I'll find you, you know, and I will rip you apart piece by piece."

"I have my own tricks up my sleeve," Adeliza murmured. "My own friends on my side. You forget, Lilly, you created me. If anyone's got a chance at burning you to the ground... it's me."

She heard Lilith laugh, though Adeliza could detect a hint of nervousness. "Are you declaring war, Lizzy? On all of hell?"

With a tiny smirk, Adeliza cut off the psychic link. She'd let Lilith's imagination run wild.


"Hey! Hellbreath!" Dean waved a hand in front of Adeliza's face. She blinked a few times, the black in her eyes dissipating and acute awareness replacing it. "What's with the creepy daydream eyes?"

"Hell's Station," Adeliza said absentmindedly. A war. A bit dramatic, really, but she loved the sound of that. A war against her creator, and against everyone else. She met Dean's eyes finally, ready to relay only one piece of information. Her little conversation with Lilith wasn't any of his business. "It wasn't a demon that yanked your ass out. Everyone's about as bamboozled as you are."

"Then what did?" Dean snapped.

Ignoring his tone, she continued. "They said it was these blobs of light. Couldn't see much before it burnt their eyes out."

Sam, guilt weighing down on his shoulders, slouched visibly. "Yeah, the same thing happened to Pam," he informed, shame lacing his words. "But we got a name. Does Castiel mean anything to you?"

Castiel? No. Nothing she'd ever heard of. It didn't sound like a demon name, so they might as well throw the demon possibility out the window.

"To me, no. But Reilly told Lilith there was this screeching. Apparently made a few beloved souls explode."

Adeliza was just glad that she'd chosen to betray hell. 'Cause if she were still a torturer, she'd be one of those sacks of ash lacing the red floor of perdition.

Dean shared a look with Sam. "The same screeching I heard in the gas station," he confirmed. Dean turned back to Adeliza, tossing her a bag of books. "Welcome to the Winchesters, Hellfire," he said, his tone bordering on cynical and sarcastic. With these Winchesters it was hard to tell.

Adeliza surprisingly said nothing, only looked at the cover of one in intrigue. Sam grinned at Dean scathingly. "See, Dean? Even the demon doesn't complain about research."

"I like books," she offered only a little bit of insight. The lore just reminded her of going to Church on Sundays back in the days of humanity. Now she was pretty sure that even looking at a church would result in a lightning bolt smiting her down. "But these won't do anything. I've read these before," she dismissed, and incinerated them before their eyes.

"Dude!" Dean protested. "Ashes!"

Rolling her eyes, Adeliza snapped her fingers, immediately cleaning up the minimal flakes of paper that had fallen onto the seat. "My guess is something new. 'Cause no vampire has the power to even get through the hell gates, let alone vaporize half of your guards."

Dean groaned. "Great. Just what we need; a new big bad that we have no idea how to kill."


First she'd started a war because of them, and now she was fetching groceries for them. Honestly, if Sam and Dean didn't start to pick up after themselves soon, she'd end up driving Dean's beloved impala off a cliff. Whether he'd go down along with it, she hadn't decided yet.

Walking into the cafe, she noticed a few things amiss.

For one, the pie was overpriced.

Fifteen bucks for an average sized apple pie? Please. In her time, fifteen dollars would buy you a couple seven course meals.

(Okay, that might have been a slight exaggeration.)

Another slight oddity was the lack of people. Some were sitting quietly in a corner, but that was about it for the customers.

Oh, and there was the slight problem that this place was loaded with demons.

"Adeliza!" Reilly greeted with a tone of faux happiness. Ugh, what was she doing out of hell so soon? Two more stood in the place of a door. "It's wonderful to see you again."

"You got off the rack early," Adeliza observed. Not even a scratch on her soul.

"Yeah," she agreed, a bitter undertone in her voice. She cast one demon a sidelong glance. "Raum," she nodded once. The demon - who Adeliza found stunning, to offer some insight- snapped his fingers, and every other demon in the diner exploded.

"Wow, I don't feel threatened at all," Adeliza shot at Reilly, her eyes turning a dark onyx. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, like she was a predator and ready for a fight. Raum was far more powerful than she was, but she'd go down fighting before she'd join Lilith again. Before she'd be someone else's lap dog.

"None of that," Reilly shook her head, smiling slightly. "I'm not here for that. I'm here to... negotiate."

"You're young. Barely ten years old. A fledgling! What could you have that I'd want?" Adeliza scoffed, keeping Raum in her sights at all times.

The other one finally spoke up. "Lilith wasn't kidding. She sees your betrayal as an act of war."

Yeah. I figured. She knew from personalexperience that Lilith didn't make empty threats. "I know. And I'll cross that bridge when I get to it."

"I want to help you," Reilly blurted out, then looked a little embarrassed. Poor girl. She'd get eaten alive out there. And Adeliza was slightly tempted to just let nature take its course. "Look, I hate Lilith. I know the war's barely started - only about two hours ago, actually, but you're going to need all the help you can get, and Raum and I can - "

"You're rambling, Reilly," Raum cut her off, looking mildly annoyed.

Raum. Where had she heard that name? "And why are you wanting so desperately to help me?" Adeliza addressed the stunning one. "Lilith would get you anything you want."

"I want a war." Raum shrugged. "A challenge. I'll help you conquer hell, and in return I want chaos."

"You could have that anyways."

"I really couldn't," he rolled his eyes. "Do you know what I used to do? Who I am? You don't, because my reign was cut off before I could even start. I stole entire fortunes from kings. I destroyed a man's will, and I could see everything. Past, present, and future. I controlled thirty legions of demons - "

"Yeah, yeah, hurry it up. I got pie to hand out," Adeliza snapped, looking at her watch. What was up with these two and droning on about tiny details? Raum was pretty, but also annoying. She preferred it when he was the quiet and mysterious type. "You can be on my side, but I have other things to deal with."

Reilly screwed up her face. Apparently she'd heard of her little predicament with the Winchesters. "You trust them?"

"Of course I don't. They'd skin me alive then expect me to apologize," Adeliza scoffed.

Raum let a smirk tug at his lips. "Which is another reason why I'm here." If she hadn't seen this for herself, she would have called bullshit on anyone who'd even suggest this happened.

His body began to contort and distort itself, transforming. Bones crunched and feathers sprouted through his skin, and before her very eyes, he shrunk down into a crow. Raum perched himself on her shoulder.

You're the talk of hell, Adeliza.His voice rang in her head. The rebel's cover girl. Give it a fewmonths and they'll be tripping over themselves to join you. Besides, if the hunterskill you, Reilly and I'll be on the rack for eternity.

Seriously? A bird? "You could've been something simpler, like a kitten or something. How the hell am I going to explain a fucking crow?" she muttered and looked back up at Reilly. "I'll see you soon, when this war stuff starts to get serious. For now it just sounds like Lilith's a shit-talking middle schooler."

For now it does. Wait.

"Okay!" Reilly said happily. Lucifer, could this chick be anymore preppy?

She really couldn't. I had trouble even taking her with me, Raum added.

"Is this voice in my head going to be a daily thing?" she asked irritably. "I'm not letting you sit on my shoulder my entire life."

It's just to check up on you. And you can only hear it when I'm near you, in the bird form. Quit being a little bitch and accept our help.

Adeliza chose to ignore that, and instead she grabbed several pies. "Yeah, see you later, my annoying disciples," she snapped.

Finally, she was able to get back to the Winchesters peacefully. Believe it or not, she actually preferred their company over the cheerleader demon and the overprotective crow. Dean turned to face her with a glare.

"Took you long enough," he said gruffly, taking the pies from her.

"Demons." Adeliza shrugged. "Sam can sic 'em later."

Sam gave her a grave look. Oh, devil, he was going to use his blood lust for this again. It wasn't any of her business, but it was disturbing. But, like she'd told him, she wasn't a snitch. "Do me a favor, bring your lucky gem when you get there," Adeliza added pointedly. Dean cast her an odd look, but didn't go too far into it. He probably thought that it was just an inside reference shared between the two.

"Don't worry. I will." Sam assured.

"Please. I'm never worried about Winchesters."