AUTHOR'S NOTE:

The last episode of Supernatural gave me SO many more ideas.

Again, the layout is different than the first 7 chapters.

So here is this fun chapter.

Expect lots of language.

Oh, and remember that this is kind of AU.

So things from Supernatural tonight happen but in a slightly different way.

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"Dean…I'm fine, I promise. Keep going, finish up the hunt, and then hurry home." Eve told him. "I burned the body and Ben's gone for now."

Dean sighed. "Eve…I hate thinking that I'm going to be gone another day or two and he can come back in another body."

Eve nodded. "If he comes back I'll combust the body he's hosting."

"Eve…" Dean started.

Eve shook her head. "No, Dean—it's my only weapon against him. I know my powers scare you…but you have to trust that I know what I'm doing. Please…you trust me, right?"

Dean sighed. "Yes…I trust you. I'm going to be home soon—I promise."

"Good—I'll have food for you and Sam when you get back." Eve promised with a smile. "Now, I need to go and take a shower and everything."

"All right…I love you, Eve." Dean said.

"I love you too." Eve said with a smile and then hung up her cell phone and looked at it. "I'll never doubt it again."

"Well, I found you. Ready to go back on the rack?" Alastair asked.

Eve and Dean woke up with a start, untangling themselves from each other, and stood up. He'd found them—they knew he would. Now it was time to face the music.

"Why don't you want us to leave? Wreak havoc on the world?" Dean asked him.

"Because you still have things to learn down here." Alastair explained. "You're really willing to give it all up for her?"

Dean opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly Eve found herself waking up. She coughed loudly, feeling worms crawling on—after all, she'd been dead a year. She wiped the worms off of her and then hurriedly punched through her coffin, burrowing through the dirt to get to the top. When she got out, she laid on the ground and looked at the sun above her, ignoring her bloody knuckles. She started to cry a little, wishing that the thoughts and the pain would go away. She was alone. She was in the cemetery her parents had buried her in. She didn't know what year it was, and she didn't know why everything had to get destroyed just by her coming back.

"You have questions." Castiel told her.

"Who are you?" Eve asked calmly.

"I'm Castiel—I saved you from the pit." Castiel replied. "I have a job for you and Dean."

Eve nodded. "So you pulled Dean out too?"

Castiel nodded as well. "He didn't want to torture you again, Eve."

Eve bit her lip to stop the tears. "That's just it, Cas…he did."

Eve shook her head to push the thoughts away. She hadn't thought about the day she'd climbed out very much, but having Ben remind her of what Dean did to her after he claimed to love her was driving her a little over the edge. Dean was different—he was a tortured soul now more than ever. He loved her…she couldn't doubt it. It's what held her together.

"Why are you just sitting here?" Uriel asked her.

Eve looked up. "I haven't seen you in months."

Uriel nodded. "I believe Castiel gave you a mission after he got those memories from you. You're supposed to look for that psychic in Ohio."

Eve shrugged. "I'm not going on missions anymore, Uriel."

"Do you want me to throw you back into the pit?" Uriel asked her testily.

"Do what you have to—I found love…my existence is complete with it." She said.

Uriel sighed. "Go look for the psychic."

"Make me, Uriel—don't threaten and back off. It's cowardly." She told him.

"I can't send you back into the pit…no matter how much I want to." Uriel explained.

"Why not?" Eve asked him.

Uriel looked at her hard. "Because killing the abomination in your stomach would break another seal."

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Eve was trying really hard to adjust to Uriel's news. She was pregnant. When he'd said abomination did he mean it? Was she spawning something? She rested her hand on her stomach and she took a deep breath.

"You aren't following orders." Castiel told her.

"Is there something wrong with my baby?" Eve asked him.

Castiel swallowed. "Your child has demon blood—because you do. Your child also has the blood of humans rescued from the pit."

Eve nodded. "So other than the blood running through its veins…the baby will be normal? Healthy?"

"Yes." Castiel told her. "Eve…you're in a new state, but you have to find the psychic before Lilith does."

"I know." Eve said. "I have to find him and stop him…Uriel says I have to kill him."

"Those are the orders." Castiel admitted.

Eve nodded. "I don't like them."

"You don't have to like them—you have to follow them. This is your test…you have to prove that you're on our side…otherwise you'll be killed after your child is born." Castiel explained.

"Uriel told me." She said. "All right…can I take Sam and Dean with me?"

When she looked back up, Castiel was already gone, and so she sighed and sat down. She gathered information on the psychic for the next day and a half, and had dinner waiting for Sam and Dean when they came home. Dean immediately checked the house while Sam sat down to eat, and when he felt it was secure, came into the dining room and kissed Eve 'hello'.

"So how was the hunt?" Eve asked, eating some of the lasagna.

Sam shrugged. "It was kind of long. That woman left four things behind that were tying her, here—we almost couldn't get our hands on the last piece we needed to in order to get her soul to lay to rest."

Eve nodded. "Well that's probably why Ben hasn't been back yet…that or he hasn't realized how to get more power from Lilith."

Dean and Sam both looked at Eve since she knew something, but before they could ask, both Uriel and Castiel showed up. Eve shut her mouth, and Dean groaned.

"What the Hell are you two doing here?" Dean asked.

Uriel looked directly at him. "We need your services."

Dean nodded. "We're trying to eat dinner here."

Uriel shrugged. "We don't care."

"We have Alastair in custody, Dean—we need you to torture him to find out who's killing the angels." Castiel said.

"No." Eve said before anyone else could say anything. "You are not putting that kind of power back in his hands."

"I'm not doing it." Dean told Castiel as Sam looked at Eve. "You can't ask me to do that, whether it helps you or not."

Uriel smirked. "Who said we were asking?"

Eve stood up as Uriel, Castiel and Dean disappeared, and looked up at the ceiling.

"You bring him back here!" Eve yelled. "Cas! You bastard! BRING HIM BACK!"

Sam looked at her. "We only have one option."

"That demonic skank you sometimes bang is not welcome in my house, Sam." Eve told him calmly and looked back up at the ceiling. "I know you can hear me, Cas! I'll do it! I will break the next fucking seal if you don't bring him back! Don't do this to him! Don't break him again! Don't break him!"

"What are you talking about, Eve?" Sam asked her, worried. "What are you talking about you'll break another seal?"

Eve looked at him. "You don't understand the seals, Sam. You don't understand what they are, you don't understand how this started, and you don't understand how bad this is that they're making Dean torture again. You just—you don't understand!"

Sam was angry now—no one was telling him anything. They kept telling him he didn't understand—that he wouldn't understand. He could understand if they would just confide in him—if they would just make him understand.

"I'm calling Ruby." Sam said, pulling out his phone.

"Then you're taking the skanky demon whore to a motel—she's not coming into my house." Eve said strongly.

Sam made a face and then angrily left the house, and Eve looked up as she felt a presence in the room. The woman standing in front of her looked at her and smiled a little.

"I can take you to Dean." She said.

"How do you know where he is?" Eve asked. "Are you another angel?"

The woman shrugged. "I'm a fallen angel."

Eve nodded. "Oh…you're Anna. Seems we have someone in common."

"Cas told you?" Anna asked.

Eve shook her head. "Uriel did."

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"You have to go to him." Castiel told her.

Eve looked at him. "Why did you pull me out?"

Castiel looked her in the eye. "I couldn't let you become a demon."

"Oh." Eve told him. "Thank you then."

"He doesn't mourn you." Castiel said.

Eve nodded sadly. "I know."

Castiel nodded too. "She doesn't mourn you either."

"Why doesn't my mother mourn me?" Eve asked.

"Do you really think that the woman who let your father kill you mourns you? She didn't even try to stop him." Castiel told her.

Eve nodded. "That's true. How is…how is Jeremy?"

Castiel looked her directly in the eye again. "He can be saved if you're willing to save him."

Eve smiled a little. "Then I guess I have to save him."

Eve walked straight towards Castiel and slapped him hard across the face.

"Is Dean beyond that door?" Eve asked him.

Castiel took her by the hand. "I can't let you go in there—you'll disrupt the balance of things."

Eve pulled her hand away. "You can't make me let you do this—if he's going to fall off the wagon I'm going to be there with him."

Castiel sighed. "How sure are you that if he changes…he won't go for you?"

"I have to trust him." Eve told him, smiling sadly. "I have to trust that he's different than he was before you pulled him out."

"Except that he's going to torture again." Castiel said.

Eve bit her lip to stop the tears and the doubt, and she went through the doors. Dean looked over at her and frowned as Alastair laughed, and Eve looked at Alastair and laughed a little.

"It's weird to have it on the other foot, isn't it?" Eve asked.

"I don't want you in here." Dean admitted. "Go wait with Cas."

Eve shook her head. "I can't let you go through alone."

Dean looked at her sadly. "Eve…I can't promise you that you'll like who I become."

Eve walked up to him and stroked his cheek. "I love you…and our baby will love you…so please…do what you have to do and remember that you have people that need you too."

"So you both got what you wanted?" Alastair asked them with a laugh. "Would you like to explain to your lover about your little abomination?"

Dean looked at Alastair. "You don't have any right to talk to her."

"Make me stop…or are you too afraid to?" Alastair asked.

Eve rolled her eyes, grabbed a syringe and filled it up with holy water and salt. She went up to him and stabbed it into his chest, pushing the fluid into his body. She found herself smiling a little when he grunted in pain, and then she pulled the syringe out and looked him in the eye.

"Remind you of the time you ripped my heart out the week after Dean pulled me off of the rack? You smiled as it beat away and you told me that love was a lie. You told me there was no one to trust, and that Dean would betray me." Eve said, taking off her jacket and rolling up her sleeves. "Dean did betray me—he tortured me just because you called him weak, and he enjoyed it. Nothing set Dean's rocks off down there like hearing me scream, and yet—I love that man right there. Love is not a lie, and it's love that will get Dean through this…that and the pleasure of teaching you lesson, you worthless, disgusting dick."

Alastair laughed. "The Dean you love is about to remember what it's like to love to inflict pain."

Dean came up to Alastair. "You're going to pay for ripping out her heart."

Eve kissed Dean's cheek. "Make it hurt him, Dean…make him beg you to stop…make him sing."