Time to get another chapter started before I have to get back to work. Monica was stupid and made a deal with a demon which in fact she didn't read. Come to find out it was that she would be taken to Hell for a week for him to take blood from her. Since she was a virgin and needed her blood for spells, it was the best way to get what he needed and get her out of the room. He didn't tell her where else she would be going after, but when the others find out they are pissed.

Everyone else is looking for Michael as Lucifer heads down to Hell because he knows how Crowley is and how he can get and refuses to leave her alone with him. Also would like to give a bit shout out to NoxyHart as she is an amazing writer and I love her and you should read her work as well. She is a big part of my life.

Disclaimer: I have yet to own Supernatural as I just borrow them and put them back when I am done with them. If I did then Gabriel and Balthazar would still be alive. I do own Monica and Zagon and NoxyHart owns Raziel and Xaphanel.

Monica awoke as Crowley had helped her leave the room, but was a little confused when she woke up to find herself strapped down onto a table. She looked over at her arm and there was a needle with a tube that was filled with red liquid flowing into bags. Crowley walked in and smiled.

"Oh welcome back love, glad to see you are awake. When I first brought you here you kind of freaked out on me. I had to have you sedated. I am guessing you had never been transported like that have you?"

She shook her head as she tried to sit up and realized that even her head had been chained down and she was wearing just a tube top and across her chest, she had what looked like an upside down and backwards K. She was a little confused until she realized that she couldn't move at all. One of the demons came up and began to undo the straps on her wrists and around her ankles.

She glared at Crowley as she wanted to get up. She wanted to know why she couldn't move either.

"What did you do to me Crowley? I wanted to be able to leave to help them. Why did you bring me here and why can't I move either?"

Crowley smirked and shook his head.

"You should have read the fine print my dear. The deal was that I got you out of the room. After that, I get to have you for a week once a month. I didn't make the deal to free you to help look for Michael. I made the deal for my benefit. You know how much virgin blood goes for?"

Her eyes widened as she glared at him. How dare he use her as his own personal blood bank, he had no right to do that. She groaned as a demon walked by with a pint of blood as another bag was starting to fill up. She groaned and she felt really dizzy. Crowley put his hand on her forehead.

"My dear, you don't look so good. Maybe I should let you rest for a bit and then draw more from you tomorrow."

Before Crowley could say anything, Lucifer appeared at the door in all his glory. His beautiful white wings behind him as he glared at Crowley.

"What in my father's name are you doing with Monica? You think I am a fool?"

Lucifer didn't want to say anything about how Raziel was starting to feel for Monica and didn't want to give more fuel for Crowley. Crowley stepped back as he seen Lucifer and he pushed the demons away from Monica as he seen the mark and turned back and looked at Crowley.

"Take this off of her NOW! You have no right to make a deal with her like that! She has so much that she is learning from us like how demons work like you for example. You used her wanting to help and turned it against her to get what you want."

Crowley stepped away from Lucifer not wanting to feel the anger of the second born angel. Since Lucifer has in fact made up with his father, he had become more of an archangel like he used to. He was very protective of his family and he seen that he was very protective over her. In fact he was protective over her as much as Raziel. Crowley cleared his throat.

"We needed virgin blood and well we had no other way to get it. We needed to stock up on virgin blood. She in fact is one of the few virgins left around besides for younger children."

Lucifer growled as he grabbed a rag and wiped the mark off of her and helped her sit up. He took the tube out of her arm and wrapped her arm up and glared at the demon.

"You got a pint and a half. Be lucky you got that. You know you could have killed her if you kept this up."

He slowly helped her up as she had to hold onto him. He wrapped his arm around her.

"I will take care of this after this week is over. For now I am going to stay down here and make sure that you don't try to kill her again."

He guided her to a room that was far away from the others. He kept his arm around her as he looked down at her. He seen how pale she was and grew worried for her. He kept a strong arm around her as he led her to a room as he closed and locked the door behind him. He guided her to the bed and lied her down.

"Monica, I want you to get some rest alright? I know you wanted to help us find Michael, but promise me one thing? Promise me that you will not make no more deals with Crowley?"

She lied back on the bed and nodded as she was feeling dizzy still as he helped her get comfy in bed as he covered her up. He kissed her forehead.

"I will be right back; I need to make a quick call to Gabriel. Raziel was in a panic when he seen you gone. At least this way he can calm down."

She nodded as she curled up under the blankets and slowly began to drift off. He pulled out the small cell phone and dialed one of the few numbers that was in the phone. Gabriel answered on the second ring.

"Lucifer please tell me that you find her? I am so tired of having to strap Raziel down to try to go look for her."

Lucifer let out a sigh as he turned back to Monica who was already falling asleep as he smiled softly.

"Yes I did find her. Crowley was after her due to the fact that she still has virgin blood. I think it's time you talked to Raziel and make sure that we fix that. That will break the contract. I read the contract over before I came here. He was after her for her blood. If I didn't come down here when I did, he would have drained her dry."

Lucifer heard Gabriel curse and knew that he was pissed. Crowley was playing on Monica's need to help people. He knew that she would make a great healer.

"Raziel is right now asleep, I had to make sure I put him to sleep. He was fighting me wanting to go find Monica on his own. I think our son loves her. When she gets back, I think we need to play matchmaker with them"

He chuckled and smiled as he thought of his son starting a family with someone he can fall for. Monica was one that was a great choice. Gabriel then cursed and then hung up as Lucifer turned to Monica. She was starting to sweat as he walked over and felt her grace trying to recover the missing blood that she had lost. He reached down and stroked her cheek gently.

"Rest Monica, you will see Raziel soon enough. I am not going to let Crowley touch you. As long as I am here, he has no right or claim to you. You are not his property and he will be punished for almost draining you two pints of blood.

He lied down beside her as he wrapped his wing around her. He lied beside her as he wrapped his wing around her. It was more of a comforting thing that he did it for. He was trying to let her know that he was there for her and he wanted her safe. He slowly began to drift off. So many things on his mind as he slowly drifted off. Dreams of finding Michael filled his mind. He wrapped his arm around Monica as he fell asleep.

He had no idea where Michael was. All he knew was that Castiel was out searching for him. Castiel had been flying over fields as he found someone or something in the middle of an open field. He slowly flew down, but was very careful to make sure that nothing or nobody else was in the area. He walked over to the figure and found out that the person was covered in cuts and bruises. When he rolled him over, he gasped as he called Dean. Dean groaned and answered on the forth ring.

"Cas, what is wrong? What is going on? Did you find Monica at all or some kind of evidence that you can find Michael?"

Castiel turned and looked back at the body that was lying in front of him. The body bloody, bruised and broken, a single white feather in the person's hand.

"Dean, I found Michael."