Here's the 11th chapter it's very long, but very awesome. Enjoy :)


Bobby's House- 9:12 AM

Dean woke up, startled, on Bobby's couch. He looked around. Sam was still asleep on the other couch, snoring. Zoey the cat was curled up in the recliner, now blinking because Dean woke her up.

"Sorry." He said after cat started flexing her claws. He closed his eyes and stretched, getting the sleep out of his body.

When he opened his eyes, Zoey was sitting there, kicked back in the recliner.

"Ya know you creep the hell outta people when you do that?" Dean commented.

"Get used to it, dork." Was her reply.

"You two are jerks to each other." Sam said, waking up because the other two were talking so loudly.

"Bitch." Dean managed to say before Zoey. She rolled her eyes at him.

"Aw, shut yer traps, igits." Bobby grumbled as he came down the stairs. Zoey laughed. "Good morning to you too. Where's dad?" She asked.

"He has errands to run. Apparently Raphael has gone missing, so he's a potential threat." Dean said. Zoey looked slightly disappointed, but she nodded. "Alright. So...where's Ryan?"

"Should be upstairs." Sam replied, putting his boots on. Everybody was nice enough to let Ryan use the guest room, being as it was his first time at Bobby's place. He was incredibly grateful for it.

"Mkay...I'm gonna go wake him up." Zoey smiled, and then ran up the stairs. "Brush your teeth before you two start making out!" Dean called teasingly after her. To his surprise, she yelled "Okay!" when she reached the top of the staircase.

Sam was pretty sure Dean's eyes just grew as big as saucers. He started laughing. Meanwhile, at the top of the stairs, Zoey heard Sam crack up. She chuckled to herself and and started walking down towards the hall to Ryan's room.

Zoey opened the door slowly, taking care not to make too much noise. She tiptoed quietly into the room. "Heyyy...Ryan...wakey, wakey." She whispered. He didn't move.

"Psstt, Ryan, wake up." She nudged him. He still wasn't moving. Zoey looked at down, and noticed a small red stain growing on the bedsheets near Ryan's stomach. "Shit." She instantly grew more worried as she pulled back the sheets. Zoey gasped. Ryan's shirt was ripped to shreds, and there were large, bloody scars covering his entire torso.

"Ryan!" Tears began running down her face. "Ryan, please don't do this to me! No no no please don't leave me! You can't do this to me!" She began yelling between sobs. She grabbed his shoulders and shook him. His lifeless body was cold and limp. Zoey dropped to the ground and buried her head in her knees. "No, you can't do this to me...you can't..."

Sam and Dean came running upstairs, followed by Bobby. "Zo? What's wrong?" Sam called worriedly as they ran into the guest bedroom. They stopped short and saw it all. Ryan's dead, bloody body and Zoey sobbing next to him. "Come on Zoey, let's get you out of here." Dean held out his hand to Zoey, but she stared up at him, and then stood up.

"No. There's gotta be something else. I know it." She stated, wiping the tears away. She closed her eyes and out her hands on Ryan's chest. She closed her eyes even tighter. Heal...I command it.

A brilliant light shot from her hands to the dead boy's chest. Cover your eyes, boys. Zoey's voice echoed in Sam, Dean, and Bobby's heads. Suddenly, the light stopped. Zoey opened her eyes hopefully, but Ryan's body remained motionless. She sank back down. It was useless. He was dead, and there was nothing she could do about it. She got up, and walked out of the room, sobbing.

Dean nodded at Bobby and Sam. "You guys get him cleaned up and call 911. I'll go get Zoey." He ran out of the room after her. She wasn't anywhere in the house. Wait, maybe she was. Dean ran down into the basement. He slowly walked up to the door of the panic room. Dean could hear Zoey's muffled cries on the other side. He quietly opened the door.

"Zo, are you alright?" He asked, concerned.

"No."

"I figured not." Dean sighed and walked over to Zoey. He stood her up. "Hey kid, it's not your fault. And trust me, we're gonna hunt down the sonuvabitch that did this-"

"And we're gonna kill it." Zoey's eyes lit up with a cold ferocity, and eyes flashed a bright white, even through her tears. Dean was startled, but he had faith that Zoey knew what she was doing.


Bobby's House- 6:22 PM

After the police and the ambulance had left, Zoey, Sam, Dean, and Bobby were left standing out on the porch. It was a moonless night.

"Come on, Zo. Let's get you to sleep." Sam, Zo, and Bobby left and went inside. Dean was left alone. He walked down the steps of the porch and looked up at the night. Then he closed his eyes. "Cas, if you can hear me, we need you down here. Ryan...Ryan's dead. Something got to him in the middle of the night. And Zo...well, just get down here." Dean waited patiently. Nothing.

Irritated,Dean started walking towards the house. Just then, there was a noise to his left. The angel was standing there, obviously upset. His eyes were a fierce blue, and he was pissed. He walked off towards the house.

Must be an angel thing, Dean decided. And followed after him.

Castiel stopped when he entered the living room. Zoey had fallen asleep against Sam, who was stroking her hair, in an effort to himself from crying. He walked over to Zoey. Then, he knelt down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. As he stood back up, Dean could almost swear that his eyes had grown watery. Castiel then lifted her up and carried her down to the bed in the panic room. He sat her down gently, and covered her up. Zoey turned in her sleep.

"Good night, little one." He stepped out of the room and closed the door.


12:52 AM

Zoey was in the white room again. It was empty and neverending. "Zo." She turned around swiftly, thinking it was Orias. She swung her fist, but someone caught it. Her eyes widened. It was Ryan.

"Ryan? But...but...you're supposed to be dead..." Zoey hugged him. "I missed you so much! I was so scared and...I never got to tell you that I love you."

She looked up at Ryan and smiled hopefully. He smiled, but it quickly changed to a frown. "Zo, I am dead. This is only a dream."

"Oh." Zoey looked down. She closed her eyes. Why does everybody I love get killed?

Ryan noticed this. "But, if it helps any, I love you too. Even if I'm dead. I will always love you. But you need to move on."

Zoey turned around. "What d-do you mean?"

"I want you to move on. I don't wanna see you grow old and alone. You of all people deserve to have someone to love." He explained.

She looked down. This just wasn't fair. Why did the boy she loved have be dead?

"Anyways, I came to warn you. About Raphael."

"Raphael? What does he want?"

"He wants to use you, Zoey. He wants your power to raise Michael and Lucifer. He wants to destroy the world."

"Oh, um... that's not good."

"No. All I know is, he's going to make you an irresistible offer in order for you to join him. You must refuse, under all circumstances. Okay?"

Zoey nodded. "Yes. I promise you I won't accept. By the way, how do you know about all of this?"

Ryan smiled. "I had a chat with the big man Himself." Zoey's eyes grew wide. "God? Himself?" Ryan nodded.

"But you've gotta leave now, Zo. You're being called."

"No, wait! Ryan am I gonna see you again?"

Ryan wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a long, french kiss. "Did that answer your question?" Zoey nodded, slightly dazed. Ryan grinned at her."Good. But now you've gotta wake up." He clapped his hands.


Zoey sat upright in bed. She was in another cold sweat. There was a noise, and Zoey froze. Someone was in the room with her. A tall, dark man stepped out of the shadows. "Zoey, I've come to make a deal with you."

Zoey narrowed her eyes. Raphael. Her father had warned her about him. "Agrimony, I call upon you for protection..." Zoey muttered under her breath. Small yellow flowers began blooming on the ground behind the archangel. Raphael turned around quickly and saw what she was doing. He laughed, it sounded like a vulture. "Foolish creature, do you really think pathetic little flowers can protect you from God's greatest creation?"

The lights flickered, showing Raphael's massive wings. Zoey, now on the floor, scooted back against the wall, her eyes wide.

"Now, I'm going to make a bargain with you, creature. I will bring your dead parents and your dead boyfriend back to life, if you will assist me with a small task. How does that sound, little one? Hmmm?" He cooed sickeningly. Zoey hesitated. Ryan, Mom, Dad. She could have them all back. For the small price of raising two archangels from Hell and starting the apocalypse.

She shook her head. "No deal, asshole." Her eyes flashed white. Raphael was fuming. "You'll change your mind soon." He said though gritted teeth. "And when you do,I'll be there." He quickly walked over and touched her forehead. Everything turned black


5:43

Zoey blinked. "You all right, sis? You had quite a fall." She heard a voice ask. It was still dark outside. She looked straight up. There were three figures standing above her, all of them most certainly feminine. "Ooh, look at her eyes!" A different voice exclaimed. "Yep, she's definitlely Earth. Irma da Terra."


Well, there's chapter eleven for you. For those of you that are wondering, Irma da Terra means "Sister Earth". As always, reviews are helpful and motivating, so keep em coming. Hope you liked it. Chap. 12 will be coming soon.