"And isn't this exactly where you'd like me? I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know," - Panic! At The Disco

When I follow my future son out of the room I woke up in, I realized we were no longer in Castiel's apartment. We were at Megan's safehouse in Michigan, which to select few, was really now known as Miraak and Lady Maya's house.

Gadreel looked incredibly nervous. It was bad enough Megan hated him for killing Kevin... now he was staring at her nine hundred year old twin grandmother. Murdock tried to explain to everyone about the whole dopplaganger ordeal, but in all honesty, we don't really understand it either.

Miraak is the alpha Dragon Priest. Lady Maya is what I call, "The Original Megan" when it comes to the looks, at least. She hasn't chopped all her hair off like Megan has though, so it's been easier to tell them apart.

"We called for backup," Damon waved his hand up to get my attention. "Meet the Anti-Diablo army! Now open for recruitment!"

I need to wake up some more. I just noticed how many people are in here. There is Murdock, Clifton, Future Clifton, Future Charlie, Juliet, Gadreel, Castiel, Tyrael, Teivel, Nephros, Laena, Alingon, Damon, Megan, Miraak, and Lady Maya. Those are the ones I already knew were here.

There are others here too. Jamie, and four of Gabriel's children. Phoenix is only four, so I doubt she'll be here, helping us fight evil. Next I see Drew Copperfield, a handsome young man around my age, with short brown hair and blue eyes. He is yet another Nephilim, and yes he is another one I rescued from Dick Roman, just like Danny and Mindy. Drew doesn't like fighting, and I'd guess it's because he needs a cane to walk, and he's just got a calm personality for the most part.

Of course Balthazar is here, along with his butt buddy Ciar. Ciar is the angel grandfather to Jasper's youngest daughter. Ugh, I won't even get into it, my family tree is so twisted.

The other new person I see, I don't recognize... I think. She's an angel. Her vessel has blue eyes and... silver hair. Why is that familiar? It's going to bug me now.

There is a swift knock on the front door. Megan flew past everybody to answer it. "Jinx!" She greeted when she swung the door open. Jinx? The Pokemon lady Megan spoke to on the phone to get info on Calliope? Cas mentioned her a while ago. She is a skinwalker. A pretty one at that. The lady following Megan in was tall, with long hair the same chocolate shade as Lyra's, and green eyes darker than my own. She looked like a nice lady but also fierce at the same time.

I noticed Nephros started standing up straighter. Miraak grunted from afar. "Nice to meet a fellow alpha."

...fellow alpha? Miraak, alpha Dragon Priest. Nephros, alpha Nephilim. And now... this Jinx lady is an alpha? Alpha Skinwalker?

Nearly everyone looks shocked now, especially Megan. "It's not a big deal," Jinx shrugged. "Normal skinwalkers turn into one animal. I can turn into any animal."

Juliet looked excited now. That's probably because she can talk to animals. No joke. Jinx was about to become her best friend, whether she liked it or not.

Lady Maya looked at Nephros briefly. Remember when I mentioned Nephros crying to me over missing Metatron? During that same breakdown, he was going on about missing her too. Damon told me he introduced them when they were young, but by then, Miraak was already set on Maya, so Damon wasn't going to screw with him. Regardless, it's obvious Nephros fell in love with our lovely Maya.

"I could never have her," he sobbed to me. I had to shut him up when he wanted to blow Miraak up with modern day explosives he knew nothing about.

Now Lady Maya leans on Miraak and says loud enough for everyone to hear. "Love, you know you could give them a lot more of your strength if they could see your true face."

Everyone appears confused now - well, except Damon and Nephros. "For those of you who don't know," Lady Maya started. "Miraak and I were not allowed to be together in our time. The dragons, whom Miraak and his kind were to worship, had him in a tomb for a very long time, unable to wake up..."

"...until Kevin and I drove through here..." Megan muttered to herself. Jinx put a friendly arm around her.

"It was barely a few days after I gave birth to my daughter, Maye," Maya continued. "The dragon priests loyal to Miraak took me into safety. The dragons wanted me dead. The dragon priests had me in my own tomb to sleep for a very long time as well, promising they would convince the dragons that I was indeed dead. They were to return, wake me up, and take me far away so I could be with my daughter."

A long pause went by.

"...but that obviously never happened. Something had to have gone wrong. I didn't get woken up right away. Instead, I slept for over nine hundred years, until this young man woke me up." Maya pointed at Murdock.

"Aw, it was nothing," Murdock remarked, rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"But, before any of this ever happened, my humans of our time tried to get me away from Miraak," Maya went on. Miraak started to look very nervous. "They had a wizard use an illusion spell to hide Miraak's true face from me, hoping I would be intimidated enough to leave him. Thankfully, how do I put it... Miraak and the wizard were friends, so he used some of my blood to alter the spell. I am the only one who can see his true face. Since no one else can, no one else can see his true power." Maya finished.

"So if the spell was lifted, he turns into a hundred percent badass?" Jamie realized.

"Yes," Maya confirmed.

"Who was the wizard?" Murdock asked. "Maybe I can undo the spell."

"Actually, his name was very similar to yours," Maya remembered. "His name was Merlin."

Damon grinned while some of the people in the room were ready to trip, including myself. "Merlin?!" Murdock repeated. "I'm his heir! I can definitely undo that spell!"

"Good, let's go outside," Miraak urged, trudging towards the front door, followed by Maya and Murdock.

"...anyways," I sighed. "Tyrael, game plan?"

"Yes," the bald angel spoke. "I know for a fact Diablo has begun to release what he calls his Lesser Evils. They aren't as powerful as him, but they are just as bad as him."

Damon snickered. "Lesser Evils... they're just Knight of Hell rejects who cried to Diablo when Daddy Devil and Cain didn't want them."

"So they're demons?" Lyra realized.

Danny and Mindy looked excited at the idea of fighting ancient demons. "You are children," Tyrael scolded them. "Are you ready to battle?"

"Hell yeah!" Danny exclaimed, raising his fist up.

"We're not children!" Mindy pouted.

Tyrael looked slightly annoyed. "We should separate, until the Lesser Evils have arisen, and we take them out, one by one." He decided.

I look to my future son. "You told me I was going to grab someone else from a different time?"

He grinned like his Uncle Dean. "You or Aunt Gorgeous won't like who it is, though."

Aunt Gorgeous? Who is he...

Megan raises an eye at him. "Are you referring to me?"

Future Clifton chuckled, looking at his younger and current self across the room. "I called you GG, yes? Ever think about what it meant?"

Megan shrugged. "He, or... you, or... whatever! I figured he couldn't say my name right when he started talking and now it just stuck."

My current Clifton wrapped his arms around my leg while my future Clifton now emerged into laughter. "That may be true, but 'GG' is just short for 'Gorgeous', darling."

I look down at my three year old trying to hide. "Is this true, son?"

"...yeah..." he answered as innocently as he could.

"Either way, I think Mother knows the truth about our taste in women," Future Clifton grinned, referring to himself and his toddler self.

"Oh yeah," I agreed. "You have a thing for-"

Future Clifton took Megan's hand gently. "Gorgeous, if you had red hair, I'd have to call you Emma and steal you for myself." He admitted.

Jinx and Drew both raised an eye, as if they knew what Clifton spoke of. Meanwhile, Damon only cared about the second part. "Oh hell no, nephew, that's it!" He hissed, tackling my 5'10 future son to the ground and wrestling with him. My motherly instinct took me a step forward to defend my son, until Jasper loudly interrupted:

"SO, HOW ABOUT WE ALL SPLIT UP LIKE TYRAEL SAID AND LOOK FOR DIABLO'S DEMONS?"

In a short five minutes, mostly everyone left. Teivel was watching the brawl from afar, cheering his son on. When I felt like they'd had enough, I grabbed Clifton's arm and yanked him away. "Aw, come on!" He whined like a baby. "We were having fun!"

"Oh, grow up," I scolded my kid, adult or not. "Now tell me who I'm supposed to go kidnap next."

"Some demon I can't really remember," Clifton answered. "Damon said he's a Knight of Hell reject also."

My eyes nearly pop out of my head, as do Megan's. "Don't tell me it's... Rylie?"

"Yes, that's him," Clifton confirmed. "Is there a problem?"

"Is this how you felt when they suggested to get Teivel?" Megan asked me. "I hate Rylie. A lot. What good will he be?"

"Pit up a reject against a fellow reject..." Damon caught on. "I don't think Rylie ever knew that I got out of Hell. Honestly, the last time I saw him was when I had to tell him he was rejected. Multiple times. Maybe I can convince him that the Knights of Hell are still kicking."

"Sounds solid," Future Clifton said.

Lyra poked her head into the conversation. "Forgive me, I may have been possessed by a Leviathan at the time, but is Rylie the one who had that giant sniper rifle?"

"Take that, Leviathan bastard."

"No! Not Lyra!"

I violently winced from the memory when I felt both Cliftons' holding onto me. "Snap out of it, Mama," Big Clifton urged. "You slip into memories so easily..." he looks at his younger self on the other side of me. "You've got to start helping her control this, alright?"

"Okay," the three year old answered. "Help Ma."

Big Clifton frowned. "You're a few months away from turning four. You've got to stop talking like a baby. Mama, why do you let it go on so long?"

I stuttered for a minute. "You're always going to be my baby." I admitted. Little Clifton smiled in response.

A moment later, Murdock entered the house, followed by Lady Maya and... Miraak?

Oh my...

He was no longer the giant, 6'6 brown eyed and brown haired dragon priest. He was now 5'11 with blue eyes, light brown hair, and a perfect stubble. He was seriously handsome.

"Holy Grandpa," Megan remarked.

"There's the Miraak I remember," Damon smirked.

I pulled away from my sons to take Murdock's hand, and then look at Megan. "When was the last time we saw Rylie?" I asked.

"In Italy, at the church where he died," Megan remembered.

"Well, that won't work. Before that?" I wondered. "...it was in the Amazon right? That was a couple of months before the church. Where was he all that time?"

"Had to have been here," Megan groaned. "Great."

Murdock looked incredibly confused. "What did I miss?"


December 20, 2010

So just as I sent us back about four years in time, I had forgotten that there was a massive anti-angel powers force field covering almost the whole Amazon jungle.

"Wait, I thought it was a rain forest?" I remember Megan asking.

"Same thing!" I remember yelling. Suddenly I blink, and realize Clifton was right. I do slip into my memories a lot.

"I should warn you though. When you leave the village and go for the artifact, there's some kind of blasted force field that strips us powerless." Balthazar explained.

"Are you kidding?" I deadpanned. "Who put it there? Can you remove it?"

"No, I can't. It's way too old to even try and tango with it."

I come back to reality when Murdock squeezed my hand. It appears we're in some sort of trench in the ground. "This is comfy." Big Clifton mused. I look up - yep, we're in the underground cave Colby and I discovered. The lake is to the left of us; on the bottom of it is where half of a Nephilim artifact was resting. Ahead of us, across the cave clearing, was the massive wall decorated in every Nephilim's name written in Enochian. Behind that wall lies Nephros, Alingon, Laena, and Sarapai. Sleeping, because I haven't woken them up yet.

Clifton puts his hand on my shoulder to prevent me from delving into the memories again.

"Is that you?" Murdock recognized. The three of us look at the wall to see indeed me - four months pregnant. Oh, those were the days. Colby was standing next to me, holding the artifact from the lake.

Murdock no doubt recognized him from pictures of a masquerade I went to. "Is curls over there the guy you won't talk about around me? Colby?"

Curls. Yes. I used to love plucking Colby's hair whenever I was with him. "So did your sisters." Clifton added, clearly reading my mind since he was still touching my shoulder.

"Yes Murdock, that's Colby," I finally spoke.

"Should we try and climb up the way we came down?" Colby wondered.

"Yeah you do that. The prego girl will point and laugh." The old me replied. I chuckled to myself. The three of us watched them turn around to try and find another way out when someone appeared in front of them. He was tall, with light green eyes and brown hair slyly similar to Drew's.

"I'll take that, Zombie," Rylie ushered at the artifact Colby held.

"No," he denied.

"We may be powerless but I'm still taller than you, boy. Hand it over or I kill the hybrid." Rylie threatened.

Murdock gets very angry now. "It's okay, love. Just watch." I whispered to him.

"You won't." Colby remarked.

"Really? I don't care about Crowley or Teivel, or that she's mommy'ing another hybrid." Rylie spat.

Colby growled. "Try it." He threatened back.

Rylie tilted his head while now grinning at the old me. "You're pretty. Just like this Zombie's Prophet. What was her name? Westfall? Y'know her father went crazy after I killed her," He pointed out. "He killed the maid and then blew his brains out."

"No…" Colby said, clearly stunned.

"I heard that Jackson can go on a really bad rage if pressed. I wonder what would happen if I killed you?" Rylie said amusingly. The old me flinched and gasped when all of a sudden Rylie was hit from behind, and soared to the ground. After watching him fall... again, I look up to see Jackson lowering a shotgun.

"I would be pretty pissed," he said with a smirk. It boggles me to see the old Jackson like this. Now, in my time, he's human, living with his children I kidnapped from when he first lived as a human in the late 1700's. Long story.

Moments later, Jackson took the old me away, followed by Colby after he kicked Rylie in the head three times. Now the three of us climb out of the trench and trudge over to Rylie. "I'm not touching him." I said sternly.

"I don't like demons," Murdock pointed out.

"Good thing I came then," Clifton smirked, kneeling down to turn Rylie over. We all hear a sudden footstep and look ahead...

...to see Colby looking right back at us with a very confused look on his face.