Author's Notes: Hey, it's another chapter! Yay! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and I'm hoping the title of the chapter tells you the decision of our favorite Demons/Witch. And this chapter shall first have the talk between Ember and Sam….which is going to start to get kind of hot…until Dean…well, you'll just read it and see. ;3 And you also get to see Aiden and Kyisha start to get hot before Nightwish walks in on them. Haha, how embarrassing, right? So anyways…

Enjoy.

~ Teyla

Chapter Six: The Fallen

"We need to talk." Ember looked at Sam seriously, but then that serious look faded to minor embarrassment. "You…you know that…kiss?"

"Yeah." Sam said, staring back.

"So…do you know what it means?" Ember asked, that embarrassment fading into confusion.

"No, but I wish I did." Sam hesitated for his next words. "Ember, you're a beautiful girl."

Ember scoffed. "That's what all the guys say."

"No, you don't understand." Sam stood and moved so he was sitting on the edge of the bed next to Ember. "You're so beautiful, like an angel."

"Once again," Ember said, her voice snide. "that's what —"

"Will you just let me talk?" Sam demanded.

Ember shook her head, a taunting smile spreading big on her face. "No, probably not." Sam laughed that laugh that would make any girl melt. His smile spread big across his face as well, nearly making Ember melt. Ember gathered herself, and said, "Do you think it will happen again if touch?"

Sam just shrugged. "Probably. It's happened twice now."

Ember nodded an "Oh," and Sam just looked away. Ember stared at him, so many description words coming to mind. Smart. Sexy. Tall, very tall. Handsome. Such a gentleman. Caring. Sexy. Did she say that already? She could go on an on. And that's when an idea popped into her head. Another smile, this one mischievous, replaced the previous one. She looked down at Sam's hand, and inched hers toward it. She hesitated for only a moment, before placing her fingers on his. That familiar and scary feeling arose once more. Sam looked at Ember, and Ember looked at Sam. They stared at each other for a minute, before grabbing each other and losing themselves in a deep and loving kiss. Their lips once again morphed together, and their hands found their rightful place. Ember's in Sam's hair; Sam's around Ember's waist. Sam was the one to back off first. He pulled back and stared at Ember. They were both breathing hard, and they found that it was not as easy as before to stop. Before he knew it, Sam was right back to kissing her. Ember was the one who made the first move. Her hands moved from his hair to his neck; from his neck to his chest; from his chest to the bottom of his shirt. She began unbuttoning it, restraining herself from just pulling the shirt apart. Once the last button was undone, she pushed the shirt off, not making any effort to pass up his bare skin. She ran her hands from his arms, to his chest, to his abdomen. She traced each and every one of the abs, and ran her hands back up to his shoulders, where she wrapped her arms around his neck. Sam made the next advance. He moved his hands to her hips, where he slowly began pushing her black tube top with a blood red Rob Zombie logo to her ribs. Ember removed her arms from around Sam's neck; Sam pushed the shirt up the rest of the way. The two only broke the kiss so Sam could pull the shirt off, leaving Ember in her shorts and a "Double D" bra. They went straight back to the kiss, the heat not burning out from the moment separation. Sam pushed Ember down on the bed, pinning her wrists down with his hands. Sam moved one hand back to her waist, the other to the waistband of her white short-shorts.

"Hey, Sam, I found —" Dean opened the door of the hotel room, only to see Sam and Ember jump off of each other, and Ember grabbing her shirt. That sly smile crossed Dean's face. "Oh, you dog."

"What'd you find, Dean?" Sam asked, putting his shirt back on. Ember's face was burning red with embarrassment, and Sam also had a little red.

"I found our next heist." Dean handed Sam the papers with his notes. "In Little Rock there have been some deaths that not even the doctors can decipher."

"Okay." Sam said, coaxing Dean to continue. Ember refused to look at either of the brothers as she pulled her shirt on.

"Well it turns out that all of the victims have been atheists." Dean continued. "And I did some research to find out what this symbol was." Dean handed Sam a picture of an upside-down crucifix with wings. "I couldn't find anything so I asked Cas."

"What did he say?" Ember asked.

"He said he's seen the Demon with Nightwish's apprentice Aiden. He also said that symbol is Aiden's and the Demon's mark. Which implies that it's a girl Demon."

"Okay, well how will we know what Demon it is?" Sam asked.

"Cas said that Aiden and this Demon-girl have that symbol tattooed on them. Aiden's is on his neck and hers is on her right arm." Dean concluded. "Cas told me that the Demon steals the souls of sinners, or people who do not believe in God or Lucifer."

"So how do we find her?"

Dean hesitated. "I don't know. But I'm working on it."

†††

Kyisha huddled next to Aiden to stay warm. They were waiting in an abandoned alley for Nightwish and Nova to return from their scouting trip. Even though this was Little Rock, Arkansas, it was still chilly that night. She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, trying to warm herself. "Who knew that a Demon could become cold?" she joked.

"You're still cold?" Aiden took off his jacket and threw it around Kyisha's shoulders, then wrapped his arms around her. "Warm now?"

"A little bit." She snuggled closer, taking in her husband's warmth. "How are you so warm?"

Aiden smiled. "Probably my inner fire." he joked. He held her tighter, doing all he could to warm her. He hated to see her suffer in any way, shape or form. A shiver ran down Kyisha's spine, and Aiden grunted in irritation. An idea came to his mind. "Here, let me try this." He lifted her chin and placed a kiss on her lips. When he broke the kiss, Kyisha exhaled and a tiny flame exited her lips. "Did it work?"

"Whoa, cool. How'd you do that?" she asked, looking up at him.

"I gave you some of my fire." he grinned. "Did it work?"

"Yeah." Kyisha stared into Aiden's blue eyes. "Your eyes are so beautiful when they're not red."

"You are gorgeous all the time." he placed another kiss on her lips, but this time they did not break it. Kyisha wiggled her arms free, and wrapped them around Aiden's neck. He held her tighter, tight enough to break her if she was not a Demon. They worked for centuries to control their lust, but right now they were letting it be released. Aiden slammed Kyisha into a wall, pinning her between him and the wall. He grabbed her waist as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Kyisha ran her hands along Aiden's shoulders and arms. Never once did they break the kiss. Aiden ran one of his hands up Kyisha's thighs, working is way up under her dress.

"Ahem." someone coughed. Kyisha and Aiden broke the kiss and looked towards the cough. Nightwish and Nova stood at the alley entrance, Nova grinning and Nightwish shaking his head. Kyisha unwrapped her legs and put her feet on the ground and Aiden backed away from her. Both of them were bright red with embarrassment. "Are you two quite done?" Nightwish asked of them. "Because it's your turn."

Kyisha looked at Aiden, and Aiden looked at her. They nodded, then teleported to where Nightwish told them to go. Nightwish leaned on a nearby wall, crossing his arms. Nova watched him, a bright smile on her face. "What?" he asked.

"You're using contractions." Nova grinned. "I haven't heard you use contractions in many years."

Nightwish pondered this, then cocked his head. "Huh, I guess you're right."

"I think it's because you finally vanquished that evil demonic side of yours." Nova gleamed.

Nightwish looked at her through his mask. "What evil side?" he joked.

"You know what I'm talking about." Nova glared.

"Yes, yes. I think it's because we finally broke that damn curse Lucifer put me under." Nightwish said, then corrected himself. "Well, one of the curses."

"At least we fixed the worst one…well…almost the worst one. The worst one has to be —" Nova looked at her glaring friend. "…Shutting up now."

"You do that." Nightwish nodded. "Now we just wait for Kyisha and Aiden to do their job. Then we can get this damn thing over with."

†††

Dean, Sam and Ember had arrived in Little Rock an hour ago, and were preparing for the hunt. Sam and Dean had gathered the normal Demon hunting tools, and Ember was watching from her bed. "Ember," Sam said, motioning her to come over where he was. She stood and walked over and stood next to him, avoiding his touch. "do you know how to shoot a pistol?" Ember shook her head. "Okay," he carefully handed her the pistol, showing her how to handle and hold it. He taught her how to aim and shoot, then showed her the safety. "See, safety on," he clicked the switch to the "on" position. "safety off." he clicked it to "off." "On, off, on, off." he looked at Ember for a response, and she nodded in understanding. "Good. I want you to have this one. We don't know what's going to happen tonight, but I want you to be prepared."

"Thanks." Ember said, as she turned the safety on and placed it in her waistband. "So I'm guessing we're going hunting?"

"Yep." Dean responded. "And we think that wherever we find this Demon we'll find Aiden, and where we find Aiden, we find Nightwish."

"Why do we need to find Nightwish?" Ember asked.

"Cas told us that Nightwish was Lucifer's strongest Demon. So we figured if we can kill Nightwish then we can put some fear into Hell." Dean grinned.

"We just don't know what will work." Sam added. "So we're bringing everything we have that works on Demons."

"Ah," Ember nodded. "so we're just running in there blind hoping holy water, salt and silver will work."

"We know silver won't because he handled it." Dean corrected.

"So holy water and salt." Ember restated.

"Mostly." Sam nodded.

Ember looked between the two brothers, not liking where this was going. "Awesome."

†††

Castiel stood on a rooftop, watching Aiden and Kyisha at work. They were making a scene, like they wanted the Winchesters to find them. They were killing in broad daylight, murdering innocent human beings then branding them with that repugnant symbol of theirs. After they finished with the current human, they moved on a few blocks down the street to another one. It was as if they were leaving bread crumbs for the hunters to follow. Castiel continued to watch them, disgusted by their childish and stupid actions. He watched as the two Demons brutally murdered yet another human. Castiel knew he stood no chance of banishing them back to Hell when they were together, for they were invincible together. Just as strong as the Demon Nightwish had become. Speaking of Nightwish, shouldn't he be keeping an eye on his child? Where was he anyways?

Castiel got a lock on Nightwish's energy, and teleported to the rooftops where Nightwish was near. Castiel looked down, to see Nightwish leaning against a wall and Nova standing near speaking to him.

"Of course I got it." Nova assured. "That was the only mission you assigned me, and I succeeded."

"Nova," Nightwish said. "where. Is. The sword?"

"Here," Nova held her hands out, and a sword wrapped in cloth appeared in her hands. "just as you asked."

Nightwish cringed and looked away from her. "You didn't have to materialize it so close."

"You asked me where it was. And here it is."

Nightwish refused to look at it. "Okay, I deserved that one."

"Yes you did." Nova said matter-of-factly.

"You can send it back to wherever it was now."

"Okay." the sword glowed, then disappeared in a flash of light. "It's gone."

Nightwish turned back to his friend. "Thank you."

"Your welcome." Castiel chuckled to himself; same old Nova. So spunky and chipper. "And, I've been meaning to ask you." Oh no, Nova serious. Usually that is not a good sign.

Nightwish saw it too. "What?"

"What are you going to do about…you know?" she asked.

Nightwish sighed, shaking his head. "I really don't know, Nova. I mean, for so long I've been what I am. I haven't been one with myself in seven-hundred years. Because of that, I became this…evil, horrifying thing. I disobeyed my one rule." Nightwish hesitated, like he was trying not to cry. "What am I going to do?"

Nova put a hand on Nightwish's shoulder. "You'll figure it out on your own, my friend."

Nightwish put a hand on Nova's, then looked at her. "Will we ever have our normal lives back? The ones before all of this Demon, Apocalypse, Prophecy crap ruled us?"

Nova exhaled, then smiled. "Longer than you think."

Nightwish laughed slightly, as if that phrase had some kind of special meaning to him. He looked down at his hands with his palms up. Castiel could see a faint outline of something on them. And on Nightwish's left ring finger, he still wore his silver wedding band. Castiel knew that on the band there was an inscription carved into it, and he knew the inscription well, for it was also inscribed onto his wedding ring. The inscription was one that he would never forget, no matter the circumstances.

Separate two, together one. Our love can never be undone. Our love is as strong as the light, and darkness shall fear our might.

†††

Sam and Dean walked down the deserted Little Rock streets, their pistols armed and the safety off. Ember followed close behind, her pistol still tucked safely away in her waistband. The trio had heard about the killings on the radio earlier that morning, and had decided to go at this as cops. So they stopped at a Fashion Bug or whatever it was called to buy Ember a nice cop-like suit. Dean had even made her her own special fake ID. They had successfully used their "police officer" IDs and were able to enter the condemned area. Now they understood why it was condemned. The Demon and Aiden had gone crazy and had their own little massacre.

"It looks like someone went cuckoo for Coco Puffs." Dean said, kneeling down to look at one of the dead bodies.

Sam kneeled as well, investigating a nearby body. "This one has that mark."

"This one too." Dean answered.

"I think it's a trap, guys." Ember told them, glancing around at the gruesome sight before her.

"Or they just got hungry." Dean teased. Sam looked at his brother, that look that said "you are an embarrassment" on his face. Dean smiled and said, "What?"

"Nothing." Sam responded, standing. "So, now what?"

"Why don't we follow the bodies?" Ember pointed ahead of them, and revealed to them what looked like a path.

"Well whataya know." Dean looked at his companions. "They left us the yellow brick road to lead us to the Wizard."

Sam once again gave him that look, then started walking. "C'mon, let's see where it leads."

"I'll tell you where it leads." Ember retorted. "To more dead bodies."

"Would you rather stay here?" Dean asked.

"Hm, let me think…" Ember held her hands up so they represented a scale. "Living bodies, dead bodies. Living bodies, dead bodies." The hand that represented the "living bodies" rose higher than the other. "I think I'm going to have to go with LIVING."

"Then let's go." Dean led the way, Sam and Ember close behind. They followed the trail for one block, when the Demons came into sight. "Aw, that is gross."

Seeing the sight in front of them, Sam made a disgusted sound and Ember squeaked. Aiden stood near as the female Demon fed on a still squirming human being. Aiden looked towards the group then grinned. "Oh, Kyisha, love. We have company."

The Demon, known as Kyisha, looked up at the Winchesters and Ember. "You're interrupting a feast."

"Sorry, but we felt insulted that we didn't get an invitation." Dean teased.

Kyisha stood, wiping the blood off of her mouth. "I see what you mean about him being a mocking one."

Sam and Dean didn't take any chances; they aimed and fired. In the next instant, the bullets collided with Aiden's Angel Wings, and Kyisha was not in sight. "Speed is faster than a bullet." The trio turned to see Kyisha standing behind them. "You can't hit me. I'm too fast." The brothers shot again. This time Kyisha was on a roof. "Up here." she taunted. More shots. "Psst, I'm over here now." They looked back to where Aiden was, and there stood Kyisha, smiling brightly with taunting eyes.

Ember noticed it first. She smacked Sam's arm (where the shirt sleeve was) and pointed to Kyisha's shoulder. Sam saw it, then hit Dean. Dean looked at his brother and looked to where Sam was pointing. He grinned big; Kyisha was bleeding from the shoulder. Aiden apparently caught the scent because he looked down to his lover's shoulder to see the blood oozing from the bullet wound. Kyisha stood like she was unfazed by the stinging injury, not wanting to show weakness in front of hunters and her husband. Aiden's deep, raging growl emerged from within his throat, and his blue eyes faded to red. His dark blond hair turned black as night, and tattered Dragon Wings replaced the perfect Angel ones. Sam and Dean readied their weapons, and Aiden was ready to charge.

As Aiden began to speed forward, a hand landed on his shoulder. He looked back, only to see Nightwish standing there with Nova. "Enough, my son. You've done your part." Aiden began to protest about Kyisha's injury, but Nightwish only shook his head. "Nova will heal her." With those words spoken, Nova skipped over to Kyisha and began to work her magic. Nightwish took a moment to calm Aiden, who did with a mumbled "Whatever." His wings shattered into small sparks, and his hair and eyes faded back to their original coloration. Nightwish patted Aiden on the shoulder, giving him that "Good Boy" pat. Aiden pouted, not happy about not beating up the hunters. Nightwish looked at the humans, and walked forward, as if to represent himself and his comrades. "There's no need for weaponry, we'll cause you no harm."

"Sure, say that to your apprentice." Dean mouthed back.

"You harmed his mate, what can I say? If Ember was injured wouldn't you do all you could to protect her, Samuel?" Nightwish asked. Sam nodded, pushing Ember behind him. "That settles it. Aiden was only protecting his love."

"Are you calling a truce?" Dean asked, a tone in his voice that was trying to be insulting to the Demon.

"Something like that." Nightwish answered. He looked at the three comrades. "You won't be able to defeat Lucifer by yourselves."

Sam and Dean stood their ground, with Ember hiding behind them. The Demon stood looking at them, his face hidden by his Dragon Mask. "You're going to need help."

"And what makes you think we need help?" Dean argued.

The Demon smirked from underneath his mask. "Because you need my help." he answered, a hint of anger to his voice. "Hello, Cas."

Castiel appeared from within the shadows, his blue eyes not leaving the Demon. "What are you doing here? I thought you worked for Lucifer."

Nightwish snarled, insulted. "I'm done listening to that bitch. All he does is keep me prisoner and he does not let me have my fun."

Ember looked out from behind Sam, not leaving his protectiveness. "So…what does that mean?"

Nightwish looked at Ember, his curved up into a smirk. "We are the first Fallen Demons."

Sam and Dean looked at each other, then back at the Demons and Witch before them. "Come again?"

Castiel stepped closer to Nightwish, disbelief in his eyes. "What?"

Nightwish looked at the Angel. "We've made the decision. We're done serving Lucifer."

"I never did." Nova said from behind Nightwish.

"Nova."

"Sorry."

Nightwish looked at Castiel and the humans. "Can you accept us as…friends?"

Dean laughed, then walked up to Nightwish and got in his face. "You kidnap Cas' daughter, teleport us to a Hunting Dimension, lure us into a trap, beat me to a pulp, kill innocent people, and you expect us to become friends right off the bat?"

"Isn't…isn't that how it works in your world?" Nightwish looked between the brothers, confused.

"No, it's not." Dean argued. "First, we have to let you join us. Second, we have to trust you, which we don't. And third, after both of those have been accomplished, then you become friends."

"I trust him." Castiel spoke up. Dean looked at Castiel, and so did Nightwish. "I've always trusted you." Castiel put a hand on Nightwish's shoulder. "You never lost my trust."

"Cas…I've…done and said some horrible things to you…can you forgive me?" Nightwish begged.

"You never did those things." Castiel assured. "It was the Demon side of you, the side that had you locked up."

Nightwish smiled, a bowed his head in respect to the Angel. "Thank you."

"Your welcome." Castiel looked at Dean and Sam. "Please, he's trustworthy. And so is Nova. Nova is pure of heart, she doesn't use Black Magic."

"It's true. I only use White Magic." Nova said.

"And I can tell that Aiden will do anything Nightwish says, and Kyisha will follow through with anything Aiden does." Castiel told the Winchesters. "Please, give them a chance."

Dean looked at Sam, who looked back. Dean walked up to Sam, and whispered, "Dude, this guy's been trying to kill us ever since we met him. Why shouldn't we trust him?"

"Maybe he really has changed, Dean." Sam contradicted. "He does look like he's serious about this whole siding with us thing."

"How can you tell? The dude wears a mask all the time." Dean argued.

"Can I say something?" Ember whispered back. The Winchesters looked at her. "If it counts for anything, I think we should give them a chance. Daddy thinks they're trustworthy, and shouldn't you trust the judgment of an Angel? And, I don't know why, but I completely trust these guys. I mean, sure, they might have tried to kill in the past, but what Demon has come up to you and actually said 'Hey, I've changed. I'm on your side now'?"

"You weren't around when Sam knew Meg, were you?" Dean said.

"Dean, that was different." Sam said, then looked at Ember. "None, actually. And I think," he looked at Dean. "it won't kill us to try."

"Do you know the kind of crap we get into everyday?" Dean huffed, then sighed. "Fine. We'll give them a chance." They turned back to the group, Dean not very excited about the final decision. "One screw up, and you're dead."

"Deal." Nightwish agreed. He looked at Castiel. "We have a lot to catch up on."

"Yes, we do." Castiel agreed.

And so three Demons and a Witch joined the clique of two legendary Hunters, a girl and an Angel.

It's done! Yay! Did you all know that Nightwish and the others were going to side with the Winchesters? I hope you did!

So I hope you guys like this chappie, and you're very lucky I was able to post this today since it's a holiday today in America. I was gone for half the day spending time with my grandparents and parents, and the other half was spent causing non-intentional damage outside with my dad. (I ran over the car ramps with the rider and dad ran over a cinder block with the lawn mower…) So I finally found some spare time to finish writing this chapter and post it. Yay to spare time!

Talk to you when Ember's Third Dream is finished! :)

~ Teyla