Life is crazy with distractions. Like cleaning my room, playing with ponies, trying to stay cool in this crazy heat, and Facebook (it's an addiction). So, I'm sorry about the whole break again. I'm trying to be good and post at least once a week. Also, hang in there, because in the next couple of chapters, I hope to be revealing a big surprise that's going to change everything!


Ash had grabbed a pen and was drawing something on the door, while Sam, Dean, and Kitty stood behind him, watching. "All-Access Pass to the Magic Kingdom," Ash said as he stood and turned back to the group.

"Good," Dean smiled, but Ash's expression showed nothing but 'good.' "Not good?"

Sighing, Ash replied, "That Zachary fella's going to be watching every road to the Garden."

"So that mean's our ass has a tracking devise on it pretty much," Kitty sighed as she rolled her eyes. "That seems like oh so much fun."

As Sam broke the embrace he had with Pamela, she instructed, "Watch your ass," and Sam nodded in agreement. "And Dean." Dean walked over to Pamela and reached out for her to embrace his old friend, but Pamela grabbed his head and pulled him into a kiss.

Kitty's eyebrows shot straight up. She was never the jealous type, but hell, this was her Dean now, right? Didn't he tell her that he loved her the night that she died?

"Yup," Pamela smiled as she broke the kiss. "Just how I imagined." She then looked over at Kitty and chuckled at her. "You are a lucky girl."

Before Kitty's cheeks could become red with embarrassment, she turned to Ash and pulled him into an embrace. "Bye, Ash. Maybe after I'm finished helping these crazies out, I'll come back and have another beer with ya."

"I'll hold you to it," Ash replied as she looked at the boys. "Ah, gentlemen. I don't mean to be a downer or anything, but… I'm sure I'll see you again soon."

"Well," Dean sighed as he took a sharp breath. "Keep a sixer on ice for us."

Ash nodded and held the door open, and the next thing the trio knew, they were in Dean's childhood house again. "Dean," Kitty asked as she looked around the dark, empty house. "How much do you remember about home? 'Cause this is starting to get creepy."

"Why are we back home?" Dean asked as he looked around the dark room.

"I don't know," Sam replied back in a low voice, as though he was trying to hide himself from something. "So, what are we going to do?"

"The road?" Kitty reminded, shaking her head. "That may be a good thing to look for."

"Honey," Mary's distinct voice sounded behind the group, and the group turned around. "Why are you up?" She was dressed in a nightgown, and her hair was slightly tangled as though she had just woken up.

"Look," Dean stuttered as he shook his head. "I'm-I'm sorry. I love you, but you're not real and we don't have time-"

"Did you have another nightmare?" Mary interrupted, taking a couple of steps toward Dean. "Tell me."

Looking between Kitty and Sam, Dean rose his eyebrows and began to turn. "I gotta go."

"Then how 'bout I tell you my nightmare, Dean?" Mary asked, stopping Dean in his tracks. "The night I burned."

As they watched, blood began to seep through Mary's nightgown, and Kitty couldn't help clutching Dean's arm as she took in a sharp breath and whispered, "Oh, my god." This wasn't something she was used to in Heaven, and this was more nightmare-ish than she would have liked.

"Guys," Dean whispered as he grasped Kitty's hand. "Let's get out of here."

"Don't walk away from me!" Mary stated, and everyone stopped. "I never loved you," she continued addressing Dean. "You were my burden. I was shackled to you. Look what it got me." With that, Mary blinked, revealing that her eyes have turned yellow.

Under her hand, Dean's body turned rigid as he stared at the memory of his mother, and when Sam finally said his name and broke him from the trance, he looked devastated. In that moment, though, the lighting in the house turned green, and all the doors were gone. No escape.

"The worst was the smell," Mary continued, her eyes turning to normal. "The pain, well, what can you say about your skin bubbling off? But the smell was so… You know, for a second I thought I'd left a pot-roast burning in the oven. But… it was my meat."

With that, Dean seemed to move into action as he checked the wall where the doorway was supposed to be, but instead found a brick wall. "And then, finally, I was dead," Mary proceeded with her story. "The one silver lining was that at least I was away from you. Everybody leaves you, Dean. You noticed? Mommy. Daddy. Even Sam.

"And that girl you are so profusely in love with." When Mary's eyes landed on Kitty, it felt as though all the air was removed from her lungs and that her intestines were in zero-gravity. "She doesn't love you back, and she never did. Why would she have used you and then leave if she did? You ever asked yourself why? Maybe it's not them. Maybe, it's you."

Mary let out an evil laugh, and Kitty flashed a heartbroken glance back at Dean, hoping to convey how much of a lie the image of his mother said. "Easy now, kitten," came Zachariah's distinct voice, startling everyone. "And I don't mean you Kitty."

"You did this," Sam accused, his gaze as sharp as daggers.

"And I'm just getting started," Zachariah laughed. "I mean, guys, did you really think you could just sneak past me into Mission Control?"

"You son of a bitch," Sam huffed, but as he tried to take a step forward, a large angel grabbed Sam and pulled him back, holding him firmly in place. And behind Dean and Kitty, the same thing happened to them.

"You know, I'd say the same thing about you, Sam, but I have actually grown quite fond of your mother. Or at least the blessed memory of her." With that, Zachariah leaned down and kissed Mary's neck. "I think we're going to be logging a lot of quality time together. I've discovered she's quite the MILF."

Scoffing, Kitty hissed, "That's just sick," before the angel behind her grabbed her hair with one hand and pulled it down, yanking her head back.

"You can gloat all you want, you dick," Dean huffed as he scowled at Zachariah. "You're still bald."

"In heaven, I have six wings and four faces, one of whom is a lion," Zachariah replied, looking too proud of that fact. "You see this because you're… limited."

"And there's something sexy about a face of lion?" Kitty laughed, ignoring the constant pull of her hair. "There's something seriously wrong with you if you even think that is cute."

In seconds, Zachariah was in Kitty's face, staring down at her. "This isn't a game you should be playing with me," he softly growled down at her. "Especially if you ever want to see your sister again." A glare formed on Kitty's face and if she wasn't being held so tightly, she would have tackled Zachariah to the ground and beaten the senses out of him.

"Let's brass-tack this, shall we?" Zachariah sighed, turning from Kitty and moving toward Dean.

"You gonna ball-gag us until we say yes?" Dean asked, but after receiving no recognition from anyone, he continued, "Huh, yeah, I've heard that one, too."

Taking the last few steps to Dean, Zachariah stared at him, then slammed his fist into Dean's stomach, causing him to double over and for Sam and Kitty to fight against the angels that held him. "I'm going to do a lot more than that," Zachariah yelled. "I've cleared my schedule. Get him up." Once Dean was back into a standing position, Zachariah punched Dean again, and said, "Let me tell you something. I was on the fast track once. Employee of the month, every month, forever. I would walk these halls and people would avert their eyes!" When he shouted, the house shook. "I had "respect"!

"And then they assign me you. Now look at me. I can't close the deal on a couple of flannel-wearing maggots?" he continued. "Everbody's laughing at me… and they're right to do it. So! Say yes, don't say yes; I'm still going to take it out of your asses. It's personal now, boys, and the last person in history of creation you want as your enemy is me. And I'll tell you why. Lucifer maybe strong, but I'm… "petty". I'm going to be the angel on your shoulder for the rest of eternity."

"Excuse me. Sir?" came a soft voice from behind the group, but Kitty could see who it was.

Zachariah turned to the new person and glared at him. "I'm in a meeting."

"I'm sorry," the voice replied. "But I need to speak to those three."

The taken-back expression on Zachariah's face explained enough to Kitty that this was something that didn't happen often. "Excuse me?"

"It's a bad time, I know, but I'm afraid I have to insist.

"You don't get to insist jack-squat," Zachariah stated with an authoritative voice.

"No, you're right," the voice replied ever so calmly. "But the boss does. His orders."

With narrowed eyes, Zachariah countered. "You're lying."

"I wouldn't lie about this. Look, fire me if you want. Sooner or later, he's going to come back home and you know how he is with that whole wrath thing."

Zachariah's eyes searched around the room, and in the next moment, he was gone and so were his followers who were holding Kitty, Dean, and Sam back.

Once free, Kitty turned to face the other angel, who appeared as an older black man. Before she could ask him any questions, though, she was surrounded by flowers and bright green vegetation. It was beautiful and breath-taking, and Kitty realized that they had finally reached their destination.


Remember: Big surprise coming up soon that will change everything. ^_^