beta: Platnium Rose Lady

Okay, so I said Saturday. But it's Monday. From now on, I'm making a goal to update every Monday. As I catch up more, the updates will become quicker I promise.

Episode: I Know What You Did Last Summer

Chapter Ten: Illegitimate

Alistair was busily sexting when Lilith called. Sexting was one of the few forms of entertainment left in Hell that was not entirely violent. Knowing Lilith though, he was positive she wouldn't understand be ignored for his favorite pastime. Of course, he thought sullenly, she'd probably forgotten what it was like to be Hell. She was upstairs having fun. "Hey, what's up?" He asked casually as he opened the phone.

Lilith twirled her long brown hair and chewed her bubble gum thoughtfully. "Hey, Al. I'll keep it short, receptions not so good twixt Earth and Hades."

"Sure." Alistair nodded leaning back in his office chair. He drummed his fingers on his rotten desk impatiently.

Lilith took a deep breath. "Look, Al we're having some issues up here… and… well…"

Alistair smiled. "Yes?" He knew how much Lilith hated asking for help; she had absolutely been furious when Azazel opened the gate. After she was free, she spent the first month on earth telling anyone who would listen that she would've gotten herself out (in due time). He set down the knife he'd been playing with and leaned forward in his chair. "Did you want to ask me something Lilly?"

"Don't be an ass, Al." Lilith growled. "I'm trying to ask for your help, god dammint."

Alistair smirked. Success. "With what?" he said, acting disinterested.

"There's a girl who can speak angel." Lilith said flatly. "She can hear everything they talk about on their little radio."

"What?" Alistair jumped to his feet. "Lilly, you better not be fucking with me."

"I am not!" She protested.

Alistair began to pace. "What do you expect me to do?"

"You're the best torturer we got…"

"Of course." Alistair smiled fondly.

"Oh don't be so full of yourself." Lilith snapped. "But we need someone to torture her."

"Be right up." Alistair said as he hung up the phone. He looked sadly at his unfinished text message and decided Amber could wait. He grabbed his best knife and walked out of Hell disguised as a Janitor. No one questioned his vaudeville moustache, and another demon went out scott free.

Jake Williams was a pediatrician who liked children, and enjoyed his job. After Alistair took control of his meat suit and killed all witness in the lobby, he couldn't help but agree. Children were fun. Straightening his tie, Alistair walked towards the door. He opened up his cell phone and dialed quickly. "Lilly?" He asked. "I'm here."

"Already?" Lilith gasped.

"Well yeah." Alistair looked around the body filled doctor's office. "And I'm bored. Tell me where you are so I can torture the bitch."

"Uh," Lilith looked down at her feet and blushed. She stammered into the phone. "See, here's the thing…"

Alistair was flabbergasted. "You mean you don't actually have her yet?" Alistair rolled his eyes. "It's like I have to do everything myself."

"Shut up Al." Lilith said furious. "I don't need your help finding the girl or starting the apocalypse!"

Alistair stepped into the elevator and pressed the down button. He sighed as the elevator began to move slowly. "Fine. Whatever you say, Lilly. Just tell me you have some idea where the girl is and I'll go pick her up for you."

"Flee hop, Alabama." Lilith said sullenly. "Her name is Anna Milton."

"I'm on it." Alistair said snapping his phone shut.

Lilith frowned as he hung up. She dialed another number quickly. "Hey? Yeah, of course it's me. Tell me you have a lead on that red hair trash. …Good. … Go play your part for the Winchesters."

Lilith tapped her foot as the other end chattered. "Okay, yeah. Of course I'm listening." She said half heartedly. "Report back to me later. Bye." She slammed the phone shut with a malicious grin.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Castiel brushed aside the assorted empty bottles, Eliza's hair brush, loose papers, and one pink bunny to clear off the table. He threw down the map he had brought with him and stuck one finger to the middle of the paper. "I think she's here."

Eric looked flabbergasted. "Alabama?"

Castiel shrugged. "It's where they put the crazies."

"Even if they're not crazy." Charlie sighed.

Josh crossed his arms over his chest and nodded. "So what's the game plan?"

Castiel smirked. "Eliza's gonna go pick her up."

Eliza stopped filing her nails and looked up. "I am?" Castiel glared, and she cleared her throat. "I am." She said with more certainty.

Castiel tossed her her coat. "Go, get on it."

Eliza gave a mocking salute. "I'll call you guys when I meet up with Anna."

Eric tossed her a radio as she walked out the door. She paused in the door way and caught it. "It's for CIA only." Eric smiled as he tapped his head. "I thought of it earlier."

Eliza gave the thumbs up and disappeared. After she left, Aretha looked over the map and then up at Castiel. "You know, I'm just as excited to see Anna as you are, but why are you being so precautious about this?"

Castiel rolled up the map and took a deep breath. "You guys remember that party we had?"

Josh scratched his head. "That was ages ago." He smiled. "But it was fun."

Eric frowned. "I remember it, vaguely."

"Because you were wasted." Aretha snorted.

"Exactly." Castiel said. "You guys were drunk. And someone had a camera."

"No!" Charlie squeaked in a horrified whisper.

Castiel tapped the map against the table. "I told you morons not to party so much. Anna's got those tapes. Not just then, but your other parties, too. And those tapes have got to stay confidential."

"How can I help?" Eric said stepping up.

o-o-o-o-o-o

In Heaven, the main communications station was experiencing a slight employee shortage. The current officer in charge of the radio had a twisted sense of humor. In the time he wasn't conveying messages in between garrisons, he played music that he deemed, and I shudder to say this, 'good.'

Anna Milton tilted her head to the side and grimaced. She froze in her tracks as she listened to the change in the Angel radio that played in her head. It was the all 80's lunch hour. She stuck her tongue out as she heard Rick Springfield croaking out Jessie's Girl. Anna contemplated, once more, killing someone for some decent music. Even Kansas would be nice, or Metallica.

Anna stopped thinking that to herself and continued to walk down the road. She was, as she reminded herself, a good Christian girl who had been raised right for the past twenty something years to be an upstanding citizen of a normal, everyday life. And yet, as she said those facts again they seemed terribly wrong. There was a soft thunk behind her. She whirled around and threw up her arms in a warrior defense before she could even remember where she'd learned those moves.

Eliza stood up and brushed her red hair from her face. She smiled at Anna and waved. "Oh my god, I'm so glad to you see alive!" Eliza chattered. "Castiel sent me to escort you back to our garrison so we can--"

"Who the hell are you?" Anna growled.

Eliza tilted her head and regarded Anna curiously. "What's the matter?"

"Let's see," Anna said sarcastically, "I've just been nearly kidnapped, escaped from an insane asylum and now a random stranger is coming out to me on the road pretending to know me."

"Well…" Eliza stammered.

Anna threw her hands in the air. "I think the world's crazy not me!"

Suddenly, the communication's officer switched the station to an old Phil Collin's song. Anna fell to the ground, grasping the sides of her head as she cried out in pain. Eliza ran to her side and bent down on her knee. "Ann," Eliza shook her shoulder, "Are you okay? Tell me what's wrong!"

"Get off me!" Anna pushed her aside. "I just want to go home!"

Eliza pointed up to the clouds. "That's where I want to take you…"

Anna looked at Eliza as if Eliza had a banana growing out of her ear, and was covered in purple spots. "My home," Anna patiently explained to the strange woman, "is in East Kempton Hills!"

Eliza rolled her eyes. "Look, just let out your wings and we can fly."

"Why don't you understand?!" Anna started to stand up slowly. "I don't know you. I don't want to go with you. And I'm pretty sure you should take my place back at the institution."

Eliza frowned. "Anna…" She shook her head. "Look, let me just take you some place safe, okay?"

Anna started to walk off. "Where?"

Eliza walked behind her. "My Father's house." Eliza blushed. "Well, one of them."

Anna snapped. "I've got a better idea. My dad preaches at a Church. I'm going there."

"That's what I meant," Eliza muttered as she escorted Anna down the road.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Eliza made sure Anna was comfortable in the Church before she stepped outside. She pulled out her walkie-talkie that only CIA had a frequency on and spoke. "This is Eliza to base. Come in."

"Hey!" Charlie's chipper tone came over loud and clear. "What's up?"

"Yeah," Josh whined over the intercom. "Are you going to come up here anytime soon? We wanna see Anna."

"That's the thing…" Eliza took a deep breath. "She doesn't know jack shit about angels."

"What?" Charlie gasped. In the background Eliza heard a scuffle as everyone gathered around the walkie-talkie.

"Charlie, give it to me…"

"No, I had it first!"

"Charlie! This is important!"

"Get off!"

"Stop tickling!"

There was a crash and a thud, and Eliza felt this was the appropriate time to wince. "Erm, is anyone there?"

Castiel smoothed his hair and picked up the walkie-talkie as the remnants of the pillow fluff fell to the ground. "Castiel, here. Where are you with Anna, then?"

"Alabama, at her Father's church." Eliza said looking up at the tall building behind her.

"Okay." Castiel looked at the dizzy and bewildered angels around him. "I'll send down Eric and Josh to help you stand guard."

"Can't wait." Eliza smiled. "I'll be inside with Anna."

"Over and out." Castiel acknowledged before clicking off the walkie-talkie.

Eliza walked back inside to see Anna. Anna was sitting in the top floor of the church, looking out the large glass windows. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Anna remarked as she traced her fingers along the stained glass pattern.

"Yeah it is." Eliza said standing beside her.

Anna looked up at Eliza. "Do you think my Dad will forgive? After all this?"

Eliza smiled. "I'm sure he will."

Eliza looked at down at the ground and saw two angels glide into an impressive landing. "Show offs." She muttered.

"What?" Anna turned to look at her.

"Nothing." Eliza shook her head. "I'll be right back. I left a book in the car."

Eliza walked out just as Anna called back, "But we walked!" Anna watched the door slam shut and muttered, "Crazy."

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Eliza walked outside and greeted Eric and Josh. "So, guys," She leaned forward conspiratorially, "What's the real reason we've gotta protect Anna?"

Josh whistled and looked upwards, suddenly fascinated with a taco shaped cloud. Eric looked at his feet and muttered, "Nothing."

Eliza kicked Josh in the shin. He whimpered and fell down onto one knee. She looked at Eric and raised one eyebrow. "Guys. Tell me. Don't keep me out of the loop."

"Ow! Eliza!" Josh held his leg. "We're not supposed to say here."

Eric held up his hands defensively. "You know. People could be listening."

"Sorry, sorry," she quickly apologized. "If we go into the back of the church will it be okay?"

Josh and Eric looked at each other briefly. "I suppose that'll work," Josh said bobbing his head. He gestured with his hand and the three of them headed into the church just as a shiny 1967 black Chevy Impala pulled up.

The Winchesters sat in their car and looked up. "Are you sure, Sam?" Dean grunted, not pleased to be hunting after this Anna girl.

Sam pointed to Anna's sketch book. "Yeah, this should be it."

Dean grunted and turned off his car. "Make sure you have the knife and let's go in."

As Sam and Dean piled out of the car and went into the church, the three angels piled out. "Oh!" Eliza was nodding. "It all makes sense. I thought those tapes had been burned and-"

"Eliza!" Josh hissed. Eric sighed deeply.

"Oh right," Eliza blushed. She leaned against the door frame. "Well, let's hope nothing happens until Castiel figures out a way to get her mojo back."

Eric yawned. "Yeah. I'm bored already."

As they talked, a silver convertible pulled up in front of the church. Josh stood a little straighter. "Amen," he said with a low whistle. Eric also eyed the flashy vehicle appreciatively.

The door opened and out stepped Alistair. He smiled and took off his sunglass. After tossing them into the front seat, he slammed the door shut. Alistair looked up at the church and began to walk forward. With one look, and Eliza, Josh and Eric could see his demon soul shine through.

Josh cleared his throat. "Stop! You may not enter!"

Eric nodded fiercely. "No demons allowed."

Alistair looked at them and frowned. "I'm sorry kids, but the grown ups are going to play and you are not invited."

Josh looked at Alistair a little closer. Wide-eyed and horrified he turned to Eric. "When we were in Hell, I hit him with a taco," he hissed out of the corner of his mouth.

Alistair smiled sinisterly as he cracked his knuckles. "If you know what's good for you, you'll just leave."

Erick looked from Alistair to Josh. He leaned closer to him and whispered. "I think he remembers."

"Shit!" Josh muttered as he snapped furiously, trying to summon magic. "We've got to get Anna and go."

"Oh, I don't think so." Alistair snapped his fingers and the angels froze in shock as his demon magic surprised them with its solid hold. "You're not going anywhere until I get some answers."

Eliza struggled as she felt Alistair exerting his invisible powers. "You bastard," she hissed, "What could you possibly want from Anna?"

Alistair tilted his head to the side. "There are larger things at hand, little girl, than videos of a drunk angel." He stood closer to Eliza and held her chin as he bluffed. "But they were hysterical, by the way."

"Do you just live to talk?" Josh snapped. He twisted, willing himself to be free.

Eric said nothing. He glared as he brooded on the best way to thoroughly kick Alistair's smug ass. Alistiar looked at the three of them. "No, actually. Your blonde friend's right. I've got a job to do."

Alistair waved his hand. "Au Revoir."

The three angels were thrown backwards into the trees bordering the church. As they stumbled for a moment, they got back onto their feet. "Damnit," Eliza shook her fist in the air.

Josh brushed leaves off his sleeves and muttered dark obscenities, something about the curse of the Narwhale, and bits of Latin. Eric marched towards the church, "C'mon guys, we've got to go help Anna…"

Above them, the glass to main window shattered. Dean and Sam began to fall through the window. Josh looked up wide eyed. Squeezing his eyes shut he snapped. Time froze suddenly as he cautiously opened one eye. Eric looked at him. "Neat trick."

Josh grinned. "I've been working at it."

Eliza smiled. "Should we put a pillow under them?"

Josh shrugged. "Nah." He ran into the church. "There isn't any time to waste."

As they entered the church, Josh snapped. Outside they heard a crunch and semi-inaudible scream that didn't sound very manly. Josh picked up a small statue as they tip toed up the stairs. "Anna?" Eric called out in a whisper.

"Anna?" Eliza said lifting up a curtain.

Ruby and Anna had, unbeknownst to them, walked out the back door approximately five minutes ago. Alistair was walking down the stairs, cursing vehemently when he ran into Eric. They crashed into each other and fell rolling down the stairs.

Josh heard the calamity, and quickly side stepped them as they fell. He looked at Eliza, who was starring at them open mouthed. "Should we help them?"

"Huh." Eliza's brows scrunched up in concentration as she hesitated. "I don't know, he's got the proper technique…"

"HELP!" Eric yelled out as he clawed at Alistair.

"Shit!" Josh jumped into motion. He waved his arm and sent Alistair flying against the wall. He smirked, "I'm not frozen anymore Alistair. Now you can see what I can really do."

"If only." Alistair said curtly. "But I don't have time for this."

Alistair opened his mouth, and flew away in a cloud of black smoke. Eric ran to the unconscious form of Jake Williams. "He's dead." Eric frowned.

"Then leave it." Eliza said as she pulled her hair back. "Let's go back to Castiel."

"I cannot believe we lost her…" Eric shook his head as they headed out.

Josh looked over at the body. He wondered briefly what Alistair had meant when he'd said that 'there were larger things at hand.' Josh looked up as he heard his name called, and went to catch up with Eric and Eliza.

Later, they'd regret leaving that body. But for now, they only knew they regretted letting Alistair get away.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Castiel looked at them. "You WHAT?"

Eliza blushed. Eric started to gesture with his hands, "But you see..."

Charlie grimaced. "Do you even realize how hard I've been looking for a way to help Anna? Now I'll never know if it works!" She tossed her notes in the air and huffed.

Castiel looked at Charlie. "We're going to find her." He said slowly. "You may want to clean that up."

Aretha resisted laughing at Eric. "We found her once, shouldn't be too hard to do again. Especially with demons after her."

Castiel nodded. "I'm going to go talk to Uriel." The group groaned. "Guys," Castiel reassured, "He's not that bad. You should give him a chance. Anyway, I'll go see if he and I can go visit her."

Castiel left them with explicit instructions to figure out exactly what the demons wanted to talk to Anna about, and to try and find her grace. Crossing his fingers, he put on his best trench coat and walked out.

He met up with Uriel. Uriel of course, suspected those "spineless mud monkeys the Winchesters." With Uriel at his side they marched down to Earth and found the old abandoned shack the Winchesters were using. As it turned out, Anna was with them.

"We're for Anna," Castiel said simply as they entered the room, "We need to talk."

"She needs to die." Uriel added off hand.

The tension in the room became considerably more awkward.

.:To Be Continued:.

... guess where the tape is...