Chapter seven! Thanks to all of you who have been reading, it makes me happy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Supernatural, just Estielle and Liviana.


Sam breathed out, relief crashing over him like a tsunami as soon as he saw her face. He jumped over the couch, and grabbed her, pulling her close and picking her up. She winced. 'Ouch, Sam, that hurt.'

He held her a bit less tight. 'What hurts, Estie?'

'Emma- I mean the demon possessing her- punched me in the jaw, and then kicked me in the stomach. Ow, shit! Cas, please.' The other angel nodded, and went over to where she was standing and placed his hand on her face. After a few seconds, she relaxed.

'Thanks, Cas. I never could get the hang of that… You'll have to teach me again, since I've got the free time now.'

She ran at Dean, who stood up and caught her as she jumped into the air, and spun her. 'Estie, I'm so glad you didn't get hurt back there! Did anyone see you kill them?'

She shook her head. 'No, Gabby was the only other person, but she died before I killed them.' Estielle suddenly burst into tears, and ran out of Dean and Cas' room, into the next one. She threw open the door, saw Sam's bag, and collapsed onto the couch, her head in a pillow, her body shaking from the severity of her sobs. She heard someone enter the room and sit by her.

'Estie, it's okay. You can tell me what happened, alright? I won't tell anyone else if you don't want me to.' She lifted her head up, and saw Sam's face, filled with worry and his eyes widened in concern for her.

'So, Gabby and I were in math. She said she felt sick, and went into the bathroom, and I followed her cos the teacher told me to. I went in after her, and when I came in, I smelled sulphur, and I saw Gabby on the floor with her throat slit and she was bleeding bad.

'Emma and two of my other friends were just staring at her, and I tried to calm Gabby down, but she was scared. She died, and the look she had when she did…Sam, she looked like she had just seen death itself. And then Emma said she knew what I was, and she knew about us. I don't get why a demon would know what we did at night, Sam.

'Then she said she'd kill me, and that she would be a famous demon in Hell for killing Sam Winchester's whore. She called me a whore, Sammy, and I got really mad, so I exorcized them and stabbed Lina in the throat right before she would have attacked me, and then I ran away, and-'

She was crying again, and Sam hugged her, holding the back of her head as she cried into his shoulder. She lifted her head off after a minute, and brought her lips to his, catching him off guard as she slipped her hands under his shirt to hold onto his bare shoulders.

'Sam… I've missed you so much…' She bit his lip, laughing when he jumped. 'Not having you around for a single month… It's been torture.' She tugged impatiently at the hem of his shirt, her blue eyes burning white again. 'But now you're here.'

Sam held her tightly and got on top of her, her back on the floor, her hands still playing with his shirt. He suddenly felt the shirt slip off of his skin, and he looked at it; it had been torn in half. He looked back down at Estielle, who was staring up at him in an innocent but suggestive way. Sam understood how she felt after that long and stressful month, with a growing amount of dreams involving her in his bed, her hair in his face, his hands all over her body. She sat up, face to face with Sam.

'And you know what?' She said, her vessel no longer the one speaking, the angel now talking with her voice like a song that he never wanted to stop hearing. She unbuttoned her shirt, and Sam began to shake when he saw only skin all the way down as she leaned closer to his face, her lips just out of contact with his. 'I think we both really deserve this. You deserve it, Sammy, for waiting so long.'

She pushed him onto his back, and he didn't care that his head hit the floor hard, that he'd have a hell of a bump the next day. He couldn't think at all as she did everything they had both been wanting more than anything else during those thirty long days. He only knew he was in Heaven as Estielle helped relieve the tension for both of them.


One Week Later

Estielle was absolutely stress free. There hadn't been any omens for two days, the biggest break they'd gotten. And it was her vessel's birthday. She knew that the girl she was occupying never really had her birthday celebrated; the small piece of information was tucked in a dimly lit corner of her memories, cobwebs of the passing unacknowledged event making the birthday look almost unimportant. So Estielle had told the guys everything the vessel would have wanted for her nineteenth birthday, and she made the grand decision to leave her vessel for an hour, just long enough for the girl to have the day she never had.

Sam, Estielle, Dean and Cas all sat in Sam and Estielle's room, sitting on the floor around a pile of seven presents. She looked nervously to Sam, who breathed heavily. 'I don't mind. I know most of what you do, anyways, so it'll be okay.' Estielle closed her eyes and inhaled, and when she breathed out, in a wisp of white, entered Sam's eyes, and now she was looking straight at her vessel, who was staring at the three of them.

'Oh, hello. You must be the guys who've been helping me out for the past few months. I like Estielle. She's cool. Well, besides the fact she ended my virginity, but hey, at least with a hot guy. So, what's all this?'

The girl smiled. 'Oh, yeah. I nearly forgot. Funny how you forget things so easily. Which one should I open first?'

Estielle pointed to the present from Cas. 'This one, you'll have to open the best one last.' She shuddered, not used to Sam's voice coming out of her mouth. The vessel grabbed the neatly wrapped package, tried to bend it. 'Hm… I'd say books, but they're too big…' She ripped open the paper slowly, laughing at one of the headlines. 'How can this paper be from 1964 and look like it was printed today?' Estielle turned sharply to Cas, who shrugged.

'Well, you can't really get any of those in 2009, can you?'

The girl smiled widely at the six records in front of her, The Beatles, Elvis Presley and Buddy Holly smiling photogenically up at her from the covers. 'Thanks, Castiel, that's awesome! Wait, if these are records…' She gasped and grabbed the second of Cas' presents, ripping it open like a child on Christmas. 'OH, MY GOD! A TURNTABLE! Thanks, Cas, these have to be the best presents ever!' She hugged the angel, who said, 'You're welcome…um…'

'Liviana. Oh, Dean, did you get me anything?'

Dean turned red. 'Well, yeah, they're a bit dumb, but Estie told us, and I just went out last night with Cas and got 'em for you.' He handed her three other packages, and Liviana opened them, finding a vintage Polaroid camera, five packages of film, and a large photo album. 'Thanks so much, Dean! I've always wanted one of these, my mom used to let me use hers when I was little! But my asshole dad broke it one night while he was drunk, he threw it at her head. He missed, you know, cos he was hammered as shit, but later he didn't let us get another one. I never forgave him for it.'

Liviana turned to Estielle, and the angel cleared her throat.

'I- Sam got these for you.' Estielle handed her vessel two small boxes. Liviana laughed.

'Do you usually talk in third person, Sam?'

Estielle shook her head. 'No, Sam's not really talking right now. It's Estielle. I left you so you could have the day you never had before. For an hour or so.'

Liviana nodded, understanding. 'Ah. So Sam… is he….'

'Dead? God, no! I'd be dead if he was.'

'You really love him, huh? I mean, he must love you a lot, to let you possess him for an hour just to give me some time to be a normal person for once.'

'I really do love him. More than most people in the world. But I love my dads as much as I love him!'

Liviana opened the first box; it had a ring inside. '"To Liviana and Estie,"' the girl read out loud, '"Love from Sam." He's sweet. You're real lucky, Estielle, you got one of the decent guys.' Estielle smiled. In the second box, there was a necklace, from which 3 sealed small vials of salt, iron shavings and holy water hung. Along with it was a note. '"Dear Liviana, I hope you're having a great birthday! Estie told me how you like legends and stuff, so I made this to keep demons away from you. I know, it might be weird, a stranger wanting to keep you safe. But I just want to make sure you're alright. The ring is for both you and Estie. I love you both, and I think of you tow as one person to make it less awkward. I used to date a demon, so I had to adjust. It's easier now, I guess. Again, happy birthday, and I promise to make sure your dad goes to Hell when he dies. Love, Sam."' She picked the necklace up and fastened it around her neck. 'Tell Sam I say thanks. So, Estielle, how about you?'

'Look in your pocket. It's there, I think you'll like it.' The girl pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from her pocket, and unfolded it. She read aloud.

'Dear Liviana,

It's been wonderful being your friend. I'm so happy to call you my vessel, because I understand how you've felt for your entire life. When I was young, almost all of my brothers and sisters ignored me, acted like I didn't exist. But Cas didn't. He was my first best friend, and eventually, he became somewhat a father to me. I know how you feel. I want to stay your friend as long as I'm with you. I wish you a very happy birthday, and I can't wait until next year. Love, Estielle.'

She looked up. 'Thank you all. This has been the best day of my life. I'm ready, Estielle. Thank you.' And with that, Sam regained control of his body, and Estielle was back in Liviana, and could feel the happiness resonating straight from her heart.


There is chapter seven! I hope you guys liked it! Feel free to give some feedback and comments, also ideas for the next chapter are welcome. I'm starting to develop a severe case of writer's block, so any help is welcome! Thanks, loves!