"Thank you. Thank you so much." The pretty brunette smiled at him.
"If you hadn't stopped that thing…I think we might all have been killed!" The blonde stated.
"You're a hero!" The red head called.
"Thank you." Elijah said softly, bowing his head which cause all of them to giggle even more. "Thank you so much. But honestly, it's all in a days work!" They giggled again.
"Where will you go now?" The red head asked.
"Where ever there are people in danger of the things that go bump in the night."
"You're so brave!" The blonde commented.
"Yes, I know." Elijah smiled up at them dashingly, and they all went nuts.
"Honestly, Eli!" Micah growled from the car, watching as he worked his innocence magic on the poor women whose house they had just cleared of a rather nasty ghost named John Coroman, who had been shot to death by the police in the house after being discovered of having tortured and killed twelve women in the basement. "Give it up."
"But….the lure of innocence doesn't work on your mother anymore." Micah groaned, suddenly remembering the times when he was younger when his mother would go into fits of giggles whenever Elijah would come around, which also sent his father and uncles into fits of anger. "And seeing as that is the case, I need to get my 'fix' as you call it, from somewhere."
"Could you stay? Maybe for dinner?"
"Ouu! Yeah we'll make you a victory dinner!"
"For killing the ghost!"
"The ghost was already dead you dim wits." Micah whispered angrily, losing his last bit of patient's with both the three idiot women and his cousin.
"Micah, they are inviting us to dinner. Don't you think…."
"Elijah!" Micah yelled, turning and facing him. "So help me if you don't leave those girls alone and stop putting on the charm I will call Michael!"
Elijah sighed then and looked back up to the women. "Forgive me ladies but, as my cousin points out, we must be on our way." Massive amounts of complaints rose from the three women. "Goodbye." Elijah called softly, flashing them one last smile before departing, leaving them in drunken giggles.
"You ruined my fun." Elijah pouted as he entered the car, slamming the door shut.
"You should be ashamed of yourself." Micah snapped, joining him in the car. "Elijah, not only are they innocent…or kinda innocent women," Micah corrected, remembering the rather slutty cloths they wore during the day and a half they had been investigating. "But you can't go around using your innocence like that."
"And why not? It does no harm."
"Oh yes it does! On me!"
Elijah turned to him, looking confused. "Why?"
"Cause dude, every time you use it, you someone how bring my mom into the equation and I get a mental image of her falling over herself just cause you smiled at her."
"I didn't even need to smile half the time." Elijah grinned.
"DUDE!"
"You're too gentlemanly." Elijah chuckled softly, his boyish features looking soft and calm in the dim light. "Perhaps you should behave more like Dean."
"I think you act enough like Dean for the both of us." Micah pointed out, before reaching over and turning the radio on.
"Indeed." Elijah smirked.
&
"Here's to us being back together again." Sam called, smiling as he raised his shot glass up into the air.
"To the first job." Lizzy called, pulling her own shot glass up.
"And to killing the son of a bitch." Dean added happily as they all tapped their glasses together, before downing the whiskey they contained.
"Man I forgot just how much fun it was to be on the job." Lizzy smiled as she placed her shot glass back down onto the table, leaning back in her chair. "I really missed this." She whispered. "I really missed you guys."
"Hey, we missed you too." Sam smiled at her, glancing up over his laptop.
"Yeah. It wasn't the same without you." Dean grinned, reaching over and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. "You're like our mascot."
"Oh really?" Lizzy's brow rose curiously.
"Yeah. Lizzy the Angel. Enemy's beware."
"We'll get you a halo and a pair of wings." Sam smirked, looking up at her. "And when we go on a job, we won't even have to do anything. The thing will just run in fear of Lizzy the Angel."
"Har-har Sammy." Dean snickered as Lizzy and Sam laughed.
"So." Lizzy called while Dean flagged down a waitress to order more drinks, his arm still draped over her casually. "What's next?"
"Well…I've got a potential case two states over."
"Alright, lay it on me." Lizzy smiled as Sam turned the computer towards her. "Mysterious Happenings in Small Town America." Lizzy read, looking at the news paper article that Sam had pulled up on the internet.
"Hey yeah can I get two beers another two shots of whiskey and….Liz?"
"Screwdriver." She said casually, eyes glued to the computer screen, reading over the article.
"I love the way you say that." Dean called enthusiastically. "And a large pizza half the works, half just pepperoni and mushroom."
"Right away sir." She smiled down at him.
"Thanks." He smiled, watching her walk away. "So, what's the job?"
"It's weird that's what it is…." Lizzy mumbled as she scrolled down the page. "Apparently, there are just these really odd cases popping up in this town. One guy said all he wanted to do before he died was win the lottery. Next day he won it."
"Sweet." Dean nodded, grinning.
"Then he died."
"Oh…"
"Look at this one. Teenaged girl reported to police that every teenaged male from her school was stalking her." Sam read, as he pointed to the screen. "Police responded to find that over thirty boys, aged 14-18, were indeed fallowing her every move. When called upon the next day to continue the investigation, none of the suspects remembered where they were the day prior, or who the girl was."
"Little girl finds lion cub in backyard." Lizzy read. "Takes it to school for show and tell. Soon after, lion vanishes. Local authorities and animal control still investigating."
"Local teen and head cheerleader of the high school squad, hands over her pompoms and duties to head of the science department. Next day, claims to know nothing of the events and returns to cheering."
"Sounds like mass hysteria." Dean mumbled, leaning over and looking to the computer screen.
"Any ideas?" Sam asked, looking to Lizzy and Dean.
"Maybe….Aladdin's genii's gone rouge?" Dean shrugged.
"Doubtful." Sam noted dully. "What about you? Any ideas?"
"No….nothing that I can think of…." Lizzy whispered, continuing to read over the article which took up most of the small town newspaper. "It's weird I'll give you that but….what the hell?"
"What?"
"Do you see that?" She asked, pointing to a picture on the screen.
"What? That old lady? What about her?"
"You mean….you can't see it?" Lizzy asked, turning to the boys and blinking.
"It's just an old lady standing in front of a house."
"What's it say?" Dean asked, leaning over more, pushing Lizzy against Sam as he did.
"Local woman, Nina Simard, said to be refurbishing old family home into halfway house for troubles teens….well that's nice of her."
"Seriously, you can't see it can you?"
"See what?" Dean snapped.
"The house, there's something around the house. It's like…smoke only…" Slowly, Lizzy reached out and trace the small lines that apparently only she could see around the house. "It's hardly there."
"Angel vision." Dean groaned, pulling away from the pair. "What do you think it is?"
"I don't know, I've never seen anything like it before." Lizzy whispered, pulling her hand away slowly. "But whatever it is, it must be powerful if I can see it. And through a picture no less."
"Call Cas?" Sam suggested, and Lizzy shook her head.
"No I'll call Elijah on this one. I wanted to ask Micah how the job went anyways."
"Ask him if he used gas or liter fluid on the bones!" Dean called as Lizzy slipped out from the table and headed towards the exit, pulling her cell phone out as she did.
"Hey little man." Lizzy called happily as she pushed the door to the bar out and stepped into the cool night air. "How's it going?"
"Good. Elijah's being a pain in the ass but….good!" Her son called back happily. "How's everything on your end?"
"Good. Just wrapped up a case. Heading two states over for another one."
"Anything special?"
"Nothing we can't handle." Lizzy smiled into the phone as she slowly walked towards the parking lot, eyeing up the Impala. "So, not that I don't like talking to you but, mind passing me over to Elijah? I gotta ask him something."
"Sure! No problem. Talk to you soon mom. Love yah!"
"Love you too." Lizzy smiled. "Hey."
"Hello Elizabeth. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Stop that Elijah, you know it doesn't work on me anymore."
"You are just like your son. Always ruining my fun."
Lizzy rolled her eyes. "Anyways….Do you know anything about barriers? Like ones that only we can see?"
"You've come across some sort of barrier?"
"Kinda….it's this case we're looking into. Weird things happening in this small town. I was reading the article on the computer when I noticed this picture of a house. And around the house….well it looked like smoke. Very faint but it was there. And Sam and Dean couldn't see it."
"Interesting….I've never heard of anything such as that aside from sigils."
"Great. So this involves Lucifer."
"Perhaps. However, there are tales of witches so powerful that they can produce barriers even against our kind."
"Well…there was a woman in the picture and she did look pretty old."
"And to what use does this home have?"
"Old woman's turning it into a halfway house for troubled teens." Lizzy explained, reaching the Impala and jumping on the trunk, sitting down. "Looks pretty big. Could probably hold nearly twenty people."
"Ah….well in that case I would suspect that you are dealing with a witch. She intends to feed from the life force of these children in order to stay young."
"Alright. Any thoughts on the matter?"
"Only one. Do not let her know who or what you are. You have an undying ability within because of your angelic half to remain younger then most. If she were to become aware of this, she may attack."
"Gotcha, no mentioning that I'm Lizzy the Angel."
"What?"
"Just something Dean….never mind." Lizzy chuckled. "Tell Micah I said to be careful and I'll be in touch soon."
"Of course." Elijah called playfully, and Lizzy hung up before he could say another word.
"Stupid angel." Lizzy smirked, turning back towards the bar.
"I agree." A voice called, stopping Lizzy in her tracks. "That is, I agree that you are a stupid angel."
"Who…who are you?" Lizzy demanded, looking out into the darkness for the source of the voice.
"What? You don't remember me?" The woman called, before stepping into the light where Lizzy could see her. "I'm hurt!" She called softly, before laughing.
"Who are you?!" Lizzy screamed now, clenching her fists as small rays of light escaped between her fingers as she looked up at the tall blonde woman in a suit who stood before her.
"I really didn't think you'd forget me so easily. I mean, after all the stuff we went through? You sending me to Africa. Me saving your ass by telling you that your son was the last seal, which apparently turned out to be a lie." She noted, stepping closer. "And then, the big moment of you killing me." The woman laughed then. "How could you forget?!"
Lizzy's eyes went wide with shock, then to slits with anger. "Ruby…."
"Oh you do remember!" She called out happily. "I'm touched." Her tone darkened. "So! How've you been? I hear you've been playing house. You and Castiel. And that sexy son of yours." Lizzy flinched. "Oh I'm sorry! Am I not supposed to talk about him?"
"You stay the hell away from my son or so help me I'll…."
"You'll what? Kill me? Did that last time and apparently it didn't work."
"Why you…!" Lizzy cried out, lunging forward, her hand up ready to strike, white light shinning in her palm.
"Don't even think about it." Ruby snapped, reaching out and grabbing hold of Lizzy's hand fast, the light suddenly fading.
"Wha…what?" Lizzy gasped as she looked in to her hand, a small jolt of fear rushing through her. "How did you…?" She asked, looking back to Ruby.
"Seems like you're not the only one who got a power upgrade." Ruby smirked evilly, as her hand started to billow black smoke, burning Lizzy's skin.
"Er…." Lizzy moaned under the pain of her flesh burning. "If you touch my son, if you even come close to my family…!"
"Don't worry Lizzy." Ruby grinned from the body she inhabited. "You're family's no concern to me." She leaned in slowly then, smirking evilly. "I just want you." She hissed.
A smashing pain cracked down on her skull, sending everything into a whirl as she crashed to the ground, the last thing she saw were Ruby's black eyes smiling down at her.
&
"Lizzy? Lizzy!"
"Er…."
"Come on! Wake up!"
"Sammy?" Lizzy mumbled, slowly opening her eyes to see Sam looking down on her. "What…."
"She's okay!" Sam called out suddenly.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean…."
"You fucked with the wrong girl buddy." Dean snapped, before someone cried out in pain. "And you are one lucky son of a bitch that she's awake. Cause if she wasn't…." She heard someone cry out in fear, before the sound of skin hitting skin snapped into the air.
"You okay?" Sam asked, holding her close.
"Where is she? Did she get away?" She asked, stirring in his arms and trying to get up.
"Whoa….easy soldier." Dean called, coming to her side. "You need to take it easy. You got banged up pretty bad."
"No….I only got hit once. On the back of the head."
Looks of confusion passed over Dean and Sam's face. "Lizzy….he beat the crap out of you. Those guys standing outside saw it."
"Wha…what are you talking about?"
"That dude, right there." Dean pointed to the right where a man was lying, face bloodied and unconscious with three men standing around him talking. "He tried to rob you. Those guys saw it happen. He came at you, you fought him off and then he….beat you up."
"No….no it wasn't him. It was her!"
"Her?"
"Her who?"
"Ruby!"
Sam looked down at her fearful. "Lizzy....Ruby's dead."
"No. She's not. I saw her! She was here talking to me." They didn't look convinced. "Look she grabbed my arm and burnt me. There'll be marks…." Pulling her arm up, placed it in front of her. But there were no burn marks to be seen. Only her shimmering white skin. "What? But she….I swear…."
"Come on kid." Dean called, as Sam pulled her to her feet, pulling her into his arms to steady her. "We gotta get you back to the hotel. That jerk off really did a number on you."
"What?" Lizzy called, looking to Dean.
"Look at yourself Lizzy." Sam whispered, turning her slightly so that she could see into the windows.
"Oh…god!" She gasped, looking down at her bruised and bloodied face, her shirt tone revealing her bra and a large gash across her forearm. "But I don't remember that….I only got hit once!"
"He probably kept on going when you black out the bastard…" Dean snarled, looking back to the unconscious man on the ground. "Come on; let's get outta here before I get pissed off again."
"You okay?" Sam asked, as he helped her into the back seat of the car. "You want us to call Cas?"
"No! No I'm…" Lizzy paused and looked out of the open door up to Sam and Dean's worried faces. "I'll be fine." She placed a very fake smile on.
"You sure?" Dean called.
"Yeah. I probably just imagined the whole Ruby thing." Lizzy shrugged, even thought it hurt to do it. "It's probably just being back in the game. It's bringing it out in me."
"Well, I always said you were crazy." Dean chuckled, as he pulled away from the door and headed to the drivers side.
"Yeah…" Lizzy whispered as Sam slowly shut the door, before getting into the front seat. "Crazy…." She whispered, looking back down at her untouched and unharmed, yet burning and pain ridden arm.