"Lucifer do not do this!" I yelled, chasing after the angel.
"Do no do what?" He asked.
"Don't raise Death. Maybe he likes his slumber." I said.
"I know the real reason you don't him up and about." He said, his eyes narrowed and gleaming. "Maybe I should take you to meet him."
"Oh Hell No. I would leave you." I said, crossing my arms and glaring. "I can't believe you! This is the one thing I am actually scared of and you want to release it." I threw my hands up in the air and cried out frustratingly. "Just when I was actually starting to care for you."
That froze them both.
"What?" Lucifer asked, hoping silently he heard right.
"God damnit. I will not repeat it." I said, challenging him. I turned and proceeded to make my way away from him. Arms wrapped around my torso, holding me close.
"What did you say?"
"I said I was actually starting to care for you." My eyes were tracing lines in teh ground. He was silent, before pulling away.
"Get dressed, I need you to come with me then."
"No Lucifer. Not if Death is woken."
His eyes were alight with fury. He stalked towards me, causing a small rush of fear to run through me. I held fast, glaring right back at him. "Death is nothing to be afraid of."
"No. Not to you. You're immortal. Why would fear the one thing that cannot touch you? But it touches me everyday. Everyday I die a little more. I can't stand it. I don't know what's beyond. I don't want to go to hell, i don't want to go to Limbo. Heaven probably won't accept me though." I say, looking him in the eyes.
"Why won't heaven accept you?" Lucifer asked, curious.
"The deal I made with you." I said, hugging myself tightly. My bottom lip trembled. "I-I don't think I can go with you." I say, stuttering.
"Yes you can." He said. He held out his hand and looked me in the eye. "I will not let death hurt you tonight."
That didn't make me feel any better, but I did trust him. I took Lucifer's hand and held tight. "If I do die tonight. I'm haunting your sorry ass." I said, glaring at nothing yet everything. When the darkness cleared, we were at a field. Lucifer conjured up a shovel and went to digging. "What am I supposed to do?" I asked, looking around.
"So sit and keep yourself occupied." I sighed before sitting down at a tree. i must have drifted off because when I eyes opened, there was a gaping hole, with the stench of death coming from it. I gagged and held my nose closed. I went to upchuck when I saw the bush next to us move.
Did the night go as planned? Hell to the No. The Winchesters managed to show up, at the spot where Lucifer was trying to wake the dead. A hand reach from teh bush and grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me behind. A hand was clamped over my mouth as I went to scream. Sam was the one doing it. He motioned for me to be quiet and went to move his hand away. I nodded and looked to Dean, who was glaring daggers at me.
"So, you're not all powerfull?" He asked, almost cockily.
"No. What are you talking about?" I asked, tilting my head.
"Queen of Hell, Demon Queen. You're saying you are not a demon." Dean said, giving me a creeped out look.
"Am I supposed to be?" I questioned.
"I just figured-"
"You figured wrong. I brashly made the deal and now have no way of backing out." I went to stand.
"We can help you." Sam started.
"I don't want your help." I said, glaring at them. "All I want is to get back to my angel and go home." It was at this time that Dean stood made some big speech and shot Lucifer. I sprinted over, tears cascading down my cheeks.
"No, don't die on me now you asshat." I said. poking his chest. I felt his chest rise and fall, proof he was still alive. "I bet you just heard... great." I muttered, standing up. I watched to boys grin in triumph at each other. I smirked as the pained groans weaved through the air.
Dean and Sam stared horrified at the rising Lucifer. "There are only five things in existence that that gun can't kill. I'm one of them." He turned to me, smiled softly, and touched my forehead. Evreything went dark and I was back in Hell.
