Christine sighed deeply, but headed down to the conference room. She burst the doors open with her hand, and suddenly all eyes were on her. She had to improvise.

"Who the hell are you?" a dark haired guy with a thick accent asked, standing up.

"My name is Christine, and I advise you mind your tone when you're talking to me," she smiled. Inside, she was panicking. Improvise!, she kept telling herself.

"And why is that?" the guy challenged her.

"'cause I'm starving," she simply stated, licking her teeth. The guy didn't look impressed. "Oh, well, I guess I'll have to demonstrate," she said.

She held out a hand and pulled the guy to her from across the room, then grabbed his dark hair and bit down on his neck. He cried out in excruciating pain, while the room froze at the sight of Christine sucking him dry. No one could understand how she had such power over a god.

She let go of the guy's hair, and he fell on the floor.

"Anyone else wanna question me?", she asked, smiling. She licked her lips again. "Jeez, you guys taste funny, you know? Maybe it's a god thing."

"What do you want?", a woman asked her. Christine read her name tag. It said Kali.

"Aren't you supposed to have like a lot of hands, sweetheart?" Christine said, looking genuinely puzzled. The goddess snorted, but before she could speak Gabriel and the Winchesters came through the door, drawing the general attention.

"Christine! You drank Baldur?" Gabriel laughed.

"He was annoying," Christine hissed.

"Boy, do I know!" Gabriel said, and let out another cheerful laugh. "Wait. Where's the creepy guy, Chris?"

"Which one?"

"The greek one."

Christine looked around the room. She recognized most of the gods, but there were no greek gods.

"There's no creepy greek guy here, Gabe."

"Mercury's really… quick," Kali chimed in, smiling.

"Mercury? You guys are a respectable crowd, and the only greek god you got is Mercury? You gotta be kidding me! What about… Zeus? Or Apollo, at least!" Christine said, sincerely amused. Gabriel laughed too, while the Winchesters just looked puzzled.

"Let's be serious for a second. Where'd he go, Kali?" Gabriel asked the goddess, looking menacing.

"I don't know. Like I said, he's quick."

"Stay here Chris, I'll look for him," Gabriel said, then snapped his fingers and disappeared. He was back in a few seconds. "Well. He's behind the front desk. Someone broke his neck. Christine?"

"Wasn't me."

"Us neither," Dean said, when Gabriel turned to them.

"It was me," a deep male voice coming from the door claimed.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the owner of the voice. He was a tall man, standing on the door, his clothes and his blonde hair were covered in blood. He had some round-shaped burn marks on his cheek. The Winchesters recognized him and instinctively backed away. Gabriel reached under his coat and held his angel sword, but didn't take it out.

Christine looked at the angel, looking for an answer. Who was the guy?

"Lucy! Long time no see," Gabriel smiled, though he was visibly scared.

Christine got the answer she wanted. The guy was Lucifer. She shuddered, remembering the conversation Gabriel had had with the man in the trench coat. Was Lucifer going to kill him? She couldn't let that happen. She suddenly felt so… furious. No one would take Gabriel from her, though he wasn't really hers, not yet at least. She wanted a future. She wanted to see how things would turn out for them, she wanted to kiss him and be held in his arms once more. She wouldn't let anyone get in the way of that happening, not even the devil himself.
So she waved her hand at Gabriel and the Winchesters, slamming them on the other end of the room, and walked towards Lucifer until she was near enough to smell the blood in his vessel's veins and hear his heartbeat.

"Well, don't you look menacing, young lady!" he told her, with a devilish smile. Christine felt Gabriel's eyes on her, she could imagine the look on his face, a smug look of superiority, like he wanted to tell Lucifer "See? She's gonna kick your ass, you spoilt brat!". But she was imagining it all wrong, 'cause Gabriel instead was looking worried and just incredibly scared for her. He wanted to do something, so he clicked himself behind Lucifer, signaling to Christine to keep quiet.

And she did. She waved her hand at Lucifer and slammed him on the wall, then she walked to him and stood tall above him. She made her open hand into a fist, and Lucifer writhed in pain, all the bones in his vessels body breaking. But Christine knew that wouldn't cut it. She wondered if drinking him would be a good idea, and looked at Gabriel to have an answer. The angel shook his head, and held out his angel killing sword, gesturing at it and nodding.

Christine stole the blade from his hands and held it tight, raising it above her head, ready to stab the devil right in the heart. But Lucifer suddenly stood up, and he punched her so hard she got halfway through the room, falling on the floor. The blade flew from her hand and skidded on the floor, out of Christine's reach.

Gabriel tried to help her up, but Lucifer grabbed his neck.

"Over a girl. Gabriel, really? I mean I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn't catch anything…" he said, then let go of the angel.

"Lucifer, you're my brother, and I love you. But you are a great big bag of dicks." Gabriel boldly stated.

"Wait, what did you just say to me?"

"Look at yourself! Boo Hoo! Daddy was mean to me, so I'm gonna smash up all his toys!"

"Watch your tone." Lucifer threatened.

"Play the victim all you want. But you and me? We know the truth. Dad loved you best. More than Michael, more than me. Then he brought the new baby home and you threw a big temper tantrum. Time to grow up."

Gabriel snapped his fingers and suddenly the sword was back in Christine's hands. She was watching the scene, not sure what she should do. She decided not to move for the time being, waiting on the perfect moment to stab Lucifer.

"Gabriel, if you're doing this for Michael…" Lucifer inquired.

"Screw him! If he were standing here I'd shiv his ass too!"

"You disloyal…"

"Oh, I'm loyal!" Gabriel cut the devil off again, "To them!"

"Who? These so called Gods?"

"To people, Lucifer. People."

"So you're willing to die for a pile of cockroaches. Why?"

"Because Dad was right, they're better than us."

"They are broken! Flawed! Abortions!" Lucifer snapped. Christine got up very slowly and shared a meaningful look with Gabriel.

"Damn right they're flawed! But a lot of them try. To do better, to forgive. And you should see the spearmint rhino! I've been riding the pine a long time, but I'm in the game now, and I'm not on your side, or Michaels. I'm on theirs," the angel stated, waiting for Christine to make a move.

"Brother, don't make me do this."

"No one makes us do anything."

Christine was approaching the devil from behind, sword in hand, ready to attack.

"I know you think you're doing the right thing, Gabriel. But I know where your heart truly lies," Lucifer smiled. In a second, he turned around and caught Christine's arm mid-air, stabbing her with her own sword.

"Christine!" Gabriel screamed. He knew the angel sword couldn't kill her, but it could do some huge damage, anyway. Lucifer twisted the blade in her chest, while she gasped and let out a scream. Lucifer then let the blade go, and Christine fell like deadweight on the floor, under Gabriel's terrified stare.

"You really thought she would be able to stop me, brother? I guess love does make people blind," the devil laughed. He looked around the room for the Winchesters, but they were long gone.

"Well, if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to. Goodbye, Gabriel," he said, then he was gone.

Gabriel rushed to Christine's side, the blade was still in her chest.

So yeah, I really have no idea where this is headed, I'll just keep on writing and hopefully I'll get somewhere...
Let me know what you guys think so far, I'd really appreciate that (: