Chapter Thirteen
"Uh! I... I don't... I don't think we should... Ah! Dean! Sammy's waiting." Asmodeus gasped as Dean grinned against the skin of his chest and lapped at a nipple, getting another gasp from Asmodeus. "Dean! We... we have to... D... Please! Oh!"
"Are you two ready yet?" Sam called though the door, making Dean grumbled and lick from Asmodeus' nipple to his neck and then nip on it.
"Dean!" Asmodeus gasped, throwing his head back to give Dean more access to his neck. Dean just grinned against it and then gave it a final lick before he leant up and kissed Asmodeus on the lips.
"We've got to go." Dean whispered to him, kissing him again lazily, getting a kiss in return as Asmodeus looked up at him, dazed.
"What? You can't start something and then leave me!" Asmodeus grumbled, then jerked away when Sam banged on their door.
"Come on you two! We have to leave here if we want to find Sanguini!" Sam yelled, banging again on their door.
"Dammit Sammy." Asmodeus grumbled as he pushed Dean off of him and sat up, pulling his shirt back down and smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes. He looked down at his lap and then glared at Dean, who just shrugged and smirked. Asmodeus grumbled again and then tried to will his erection away. It was an image of John Winchester doing a lap dance in a pink bikini that finally did it, and made Asmodeus scrunch his nose up in disgust.
"What's wrong?' Dean asked when he saw the look of disgust on Asmodeus' face, Asmodeus looked at him and stuck his tongue out.
"Had to do something to prevent further embarrassment for me when we go out and face Sammy." Asmodeus told him sulkily and Dean grinned at him and then leant down to kiss him again. Asmodeus deepened it and held Dean to him, leaning back to pull them onto the bed. Dean groaned and kissed Asmodeus passionately, placing his body fully over Asmodeus and running his hands up the side of Asmodeus' body.
"You two! Will you stop whatever the hell you are doing and get out here?!" Sam yelled, banging on the door. Dean sighed and moved off of Asmodeus, who just groaned and stayed where he was, which pushed Dean's control to its limits.
"Coming Sammy!" Dean yelled, picking up Asmodeus' bag and throwing in onto the bed beside Asmodeus, who grabbed it and sat up.
"I so didn't need to know that Dean!" Sam yelled, and Asmodeus just knew he was grinning, jerk. Asmodeus just covered his face with his hands and blushed furiously, much to Dean's amusement.
"Haha Sammy, quite the comedian aren't you?" Dean called out, grabbing his own bag and then walking to the door, Asmodeus jumping from the bed to follow him. They opened the door to see Sam leaning against the wall, grinning at them.
"You're a jerk." Asmodeus grumbled, shoving into Sam as he passed him to get to the car. Sam just laughed and followed him whilst Dean shook his head and walked past them both to get to the drivers side of the car.
"So where are we going next?" Sam asked Asmodeus when they were all sitting in the car. Asmodeus just shrugged and looked out the window.
"Honestly? I have no idea. Athena is refusing to tell me where he is, just that he arrived back in America two weeks ago."
"What's the deadline?"
"If I don't find him by tomorrow, I will be punished again." Asmodeus told them, biting at his lip.
"Shit. What will the punishment be?" Sam asked him, turning in his seat to look at Asmodeus better.
"Dunno, worse than having to inform all vampires alive that I am their seer. Which is going to be crappy." Asmodeus grumbled.
"So where do you want to try?" Dean asked, starting the car.
"We're near to Kansas. We can go there." Asmodeus said with a shrug, still looking out the window and thus missing the look the brother's exchanged.
"Right. Kansas it is then." Dean said, pulling the car away from the motel room and driving onto the road.
"Oh shit, no, we don't have to go to Kansas." Asmodeus said suddenly, sitting up in his seat and looking at Sam and Dean.
"Huh? Why not?" Dean asked, confused.
"That's where you two are from. I'm sorry. I completely forgot about it. Let's go somewhere else, yeah? I don't even know if Sanguini is there in the first place." Asmodeus told them and they both exchanged another look, before Sam turned once again to look at Asmodeus.
"It's okay As. We'll go to Kansas. Neither of us has been since... Well... Yeah. It's okay though. We don't mind. Besides, I kinda wanna see something." Sam said, getting a curious look from both Asmodeus and Dean.
"What do you want to see Sammy?" Dean asked, looking back at the road when Sam shrugged.
"It's not important." Sam told them, turning back round to stare out of the window.
"Sure it's not. Whatever Sammy, you keep your secrets. So we going to Kansas then?"
"Yeah, sure, as long as you two are okay with it." Asmodeus said, looking at them both in concern.
"Kansas it is then. Let's go." Dean said and took the turning that would take them to Kansas.
--
"Come on, Sam, I'm begging you. This is stupid." Dean exclaimed once Asmodeus had told them that Sanguini wasn't anywhere near and Sam had told them his idea. Asmodeus just sat in silence in the back of the car.
"Why?" Sam asked curiously.
"Going to visit Mom's grave? I mean, she doesn't even have a grave. There was no body left after the fire." Dean said, looking at Sam as though he were crazy.
"She has a headstone."
"Yeah, put up by her uncle, a man that we've never even met. So, you wanna go pay your respects to a slab of granite put up by a stranger? Come on." Dean exclaimed, almost begging his brother, which made Asmodeus frown slightly and wonder why Dean was so against it.
"Dean, that's not the point."
"Well, then, enlighten me, Sam."
"It's not about a body or a casket. It's about her memory, okay?"
"Mm." Dean said, still not convinced and Asmodeus decided to step in and give his opinion, and hope that Dean and Sam wouldn't mind.
"You should go." Asmodeus said, shrinking back in his seat when both brothers turned to look at him in shock.
"What?" Dean asked with a frown.
"I think you should go. I only visited my parents grave once before I was run out of Britain. It's kinda nice to see something... something physical to remind you of your parents. I dunno. It's something to help you focus your thoughts I suppose. I don't suppose everyone feels the same and maybe you would be one of them Dean, but you'll never know if you don't go to the grave of your mother." Asmodeus explained, with a shrug.
"So... You agree with Sammy and think we should go visit a grave that holds no body and pay our respects to a pile of dirt?" Dean asked him with a raised eyebrow, which just made both Sam and Asmodeus glare at him.
"Just take us to the damned cemetery Dean." Sam grumbled.
"Why don't we swing by the Roadhouse instead? I mean, we haven't heard anything on the demon lately. We should be hunting that son of a bitch. Maybe they've heard from Sanguini."
"She hasn't. You don't think I haven't rang Ellen?" Asmodeus asked him incredulously, to which Dean had the decency to look ashamed.
"Look Dean, you can go to the Roadhouse. Just drop me off, I'll hitch a ride, and I'll meet you there tomorrow."
"I'll stay with Sammy, keep him company. You just wait for us at the Roadhouse, Ash and Ellen will keep you company and don't hit on Jo or you'll have both me and Ellen to answer to." Asmodeus told him with narrowed eyes.
"Yeah right. Stuck with those people, making awkward small talk 'til you two show up? No, thanks." Dean said with a roll of his eyes, not noticing the grins Asmodeus and Sam exchanged.
--
Asmodeus watched as Sam knelt down in front of his mother's headstone and then turned to follow Dean further into the cemetery to give Sam some privacy.
"You okay?' Asmodeus asked quietly when he caught up with Dean, who looked down at him and then carried on walking between the headstones, looking around him sadly.
"Yeah. I just don't understand this stuff, you know? Why does Sam need to see that grave?"
"He wants to feel connected to his mother. A mother, might I add, that he didn't really know." Asmodeus told him softly, placing his hand in Dean's and squeezing.
"You think so?"
"I know so. It made me feel closer to my parents when I saw their grave. Sanguini took me to it during what should have been my final year at school. I didn't know them and not many people spoke about them to me. When I visited their grave, I felt connected to them I suppose." Asmodeus told him with a shrug, smiling sadly at Dean when he looked down at him again.
"So you think he's gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, he just needs to do this. You and your dad, you both speak about his mum, and he wants to remember her. Losing your father didn't help I don't think. Just let him have some time." Asmodeus suggested, bumping into Dean when he came to a stop. "You okay?"
"Yeah. Look." Dean said, pointing to a grave that had a dead tree near it. In fact, all around the grave, in a perfect circle, everything was dead. Even the flowers had died.
"What? What is it?"
"I have no idea. Lets get back to Sam and then we can find the groundskeeper and find out some about that grave and its occupant." Dean said, pulling Asmodeus towards where they had left Sam.
--
A few minutes later, Dean finished talking with the groundskeeper and walked back to where Sam and Asmodeus were standing, waiting for him. He was holding a piece of paper and frowning.
"Angela Mason. She was a student at the local college. Her funeral was three days ago." Dean told them when he reached them, reading off the paper.
"And?" Sam asked, looking at Dean curiously.
"'And?' You saw her grave, everything dead around it in a perfect circle. You don't think that's a little weird?"
"Maybe the groundskeeper went a little aggro with the pesticide." Sam said with a shrug, getting a chuckle from Asmodeus.
"No, I asked him."
"Seriously?" Asmodeus interrupted incredulously, getting a glare from Dean when Sam laughed.
"Seriously. No pesticide, no chemicals. Nobody can explain it." Dean told them, looking at them expectantly.
"Okay, so what are you thinking?" Sam asked when it looked like Dean wasn't goin to say anything else.
"I don't know. Unholy ground maybe?"
"Unholy ground? Huh?" Asmodeus asked confused, looking between the two brothers.
"If something evil happened there, it could easily poison the ground. Remember the farm outside of Cedar Rapids?" Dean asked Sam, which Sam just nodded.
"Yeah, but—"
"Could be the sign of demonic presence."
"Nope, sorry. No demons around here. Can't feel any. Next idea?" Asmodeus asked when Dean looked at him.
"Fine. That Angela girl's spirit, if it's powerful enough." Dean said and Sam looked at him sceptically but nodded anyway. "Well, don't get too excited, you might pull something." Dean grumbled as they reached the car.
"Fine, there might be a hunt, but what about As? We need to find Sanguini in the next two days Dean! Who knows what will happen to him!"
"No, I'll be fine. If there is something to hunt here, we should stay and hunt it." Asmodeus said before Dean could answer Sam.
"No, Sammy's right As, we can't let that happen to you."
"You think I'm gonna find Sanguini by tomorrow? Really? 'Cause I don't. I've accepted that I'm going to get punished again, so we might as well help some other people whilst we're here." Asmodeus told them and Dean nodded.
"If you're sure As. Well, the girl's dad works in town. He's a professor at the school." Dean told them and they all got in the car to head out.
--
"How did you convince Dean to stay out of this?" Sam asked as they walked towards Dr Mason's office in the department of Archaeology and Greek Studies.
"I told him I'd make it up to him tonight. Do you really want to know?" Asmodeus asked, looking at Sam incredulously, who paled a little and shook his head furiously.
"Nope, not at all. Please don't feel the need to tell me. Maybe I should ask for a room a bit further away from your twos."
"If it makes you feel any better, I'm not ready to mate with him yet."
"Shockingly enough, that really didn't make me feel any better. Oh god, I so don't want to think about you or Dean in those kind of situations. Especially together." Sam added with a shudder.
"You'd rather think about me and Dean with other people?"
"Did I not just say I'd don't want to think about those things at all?" Sam asked him, stopping when they reached the door of Dr Mason.
Asmodeus knocked on the door, smirking at Sam, who rolled his eyes and then stepping back slightly when the door opened and whom they assumed was Angela's father answered.
"Dr Mason?" Sam asked when the professor looked at them curiously.
"Yes?"
"I'm Sam. This is Asmodeus. We were friends of Angela's. We wanted to offer out condolences." Sam said to him with a sad smile.
"Please, come in." Dr Mason said to them and they followed him inside the office.
When they were in the office, Dr Mason took out a photo album of his daughter, which Sam moved closer to look at whilst Asmodeus looked around the room at the bookshelves.
"She was beautiful." Sam observed and Asmodeus rolled his eyes, still looking away at the books.
"Yes, she was."
"This is an unusual book." Asmodeus said, holding up a book with ancient Greek wrote on it. Sam and Dr Mason looked up at him.
"It's ancient Greek. I teach a course." Dr Mason told him and Asmodeus nodded then put the book back where he had found it with a frown.
"So, a car accident. That's horrible." Asmodeus said, walking over to Sam and looking at the album.
"Angie was only a mile away from home when, uh..." Dr Mason trailed off, looking at a photo of Angela sadly.
"That has to be hard for you – losing someone like that. Sometimes... Sometimes it's like they're still around. Almost like you can still sense their presence. You ever feel anything like that?" Asmodeus asked softly, curiously.
"I do, as a matter of fact." Asmodeus looked at Sam and shrugged, then nodded to Dr Mason. Sam just rolled his eyes and then glared at him.
"That's perfectly normal, Dr Mason. Especially with what you are going through." Sam reassured the professor.
"You know, I still phoned her. The phone was ringing before I remembered that, uh..." Dr Mason paused and then sighed and looked at Sam. "Family is everything, you know? Angie was the most important thing in my life. And now I'm just without her."
"We're very sorry." Sam told him, patting him on the back as Dr Mason began to sob. Asmodeus just watched in fascinated horror.
"We are. We had better go and leave you alone sir." Asmodeus told him when Sam looked at him pleadingly.
"Of course. Thank you for coming to see me. It was very kind of you."
"Yes well, Angela was one of a kind." Asmodeus told him with a smile, getting a shaky smile in return.
"That she was." Dr Mason agreed, walking them to the door of the office. They shook his hand and then left the office.
"That was pointless. There is no hunt here! Angela Mason died in such a way that there will be no vengeful spirit. Dean is clutching onto nothing!" Sam hissed as they walked away from the office.
"I know Sam, but what do you want me to do about it? And maybe he really is right, you saw the grave, it was odd, I'll give him that."
"We never should have bothered that poor man. We shouldn't be here As!"
"Maybe not! But seriously, Dean's not gonna let this one go. We should tell him all we learnt today."
"What was wrong with that book?" Sam asked him suddenly.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing, it was just a little sinister for a school professor."
"You could read it?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah sure. Ancient Greek, Latin and Japanese. Oh and French, though I'm crap at French. I just can't get it, much to Sanguini's frustration."
"Oh... cool. So what do we do about Dean?"
"I don't know. Let... let me talk to him tonight. I'll try to convince him that there's nothing here."
"You need to find Sanguini, As. We shouldn't be here in the first place." Sam said to him, looking at him and sighing when Asmodeus looked down at the ground.
"I know. But where can I look? He's not answering his phone to me and I don't know where he could be! It's too late to find Sanguini, Sammy. Let's just concentrate on Dean, yeah?"
"Fine. Look, you don't need this, I'll talk to Dean. Okay?"
"Alright." Asmodeus agreed with a sigh and then followed Sam out of the building.
--
"I'm telling you, there's something going on here! We just haven't found it yet." Dean yelled when Sam and Asmodeus had told him that they had found nothing.
"Dean, so far, you've got a patch of dead grass and nothing." Sam pointed out, whilst Asmodeus just sat on the bed and watched, nibbling on his lip.
"Well, something turned that grave into unholy ground."
"There's no reason for it to be unholy ground! Like I said to As, the way she died wouldn't bring about a vengeful spirit. Her father told us she was a nice girl! No reason to seek revenge!"
"Yeah, well, maybe Daddy doesn't know everything there is to know about his little angel, huh?" Dean sneered, making Sam glare at him as Asmodeus just stayed silent, not sure which side he took.
"We shouldn't be here anymore! This is wrong! We should be out looking for Sanguini! Helping to prevent As from getting punished again!" Sam exclaimed and Asmodeus felt like groaning for bringing the focus on him.
"So what, Sam? We just bail? Without even figuring out what's going on?" Dean asked, glancing at Asmodeus, who just looked away, refusing to pick a side.
"I think I know what's going on here. It's the only reason I went along with you this far."
"What are you talking about?" Dean asked in confusion, confusion which was shared with Asmodeus, who looked up and frowned at Sam, having a bad feeling about where this is going.
"This is about Mom's grave." Yep, Asmodeus really didn't like where this was going and wasn't looking forward to finding out what Dean's reaction would be.
"That's got nothing to do with it."
"You wouldn't step within a hundred yards of it. Look.... maybe you're imagining a hunt where there isn't one so you don't have to think about Mom. Or Dad." Sam added, ignoring the glare Dean was shooting him. Asmodeus glanced between the two warily.
"I don't need this crap." Dean muttered and headed towards the door. Asmodeus watched him and jumped up from the bed.
"Dean! Where are you going?" Asmodeus asked, walking over to Dean but stopping when Dean frowned at him.
"I'm gonna get a drink. Alone." Dean added, when Asmodeus nodded and went to step forward. Asmodeus sagged, ears dropping to the side and took a step back once more. Dean looked at him and then sighed and walked out of the motel room.
When the door had closed behind him and they could no longer hear Dean's footsteps, Asmodeus spun around to face Sam, ears flat on his head and tail whipping behind him.
"What did you say that for?" Asmodeus spat angrily, fangs growing slightly and causing Sam to take a step back in shock.
"It's true! He's trying to hide his feelings about what happened with dad. He needs to talk about it! This isn't healthy! You must know that!"
"You think I don't? He does speak about it! You think we don't talk when we are alone in our room? What did you think we do? And keep your damned mind out of the gutter when you answer that!" Asmodeus growled, glaring at Sam.
"I didn't know! Why doesn't he speak to me then?"
"He didn't want to upset or burden you. He didn't really want to talk to me about it, but I bullied him into it." Asmodeus admitted shamelessly.
"So you don't think this is because of Mom and Dad?"
"Nope, I honestly think he believes there is something wrong, and I'm not entirely sure he is wrong about that. Maybe there really is something here." Asmodeus told him with a shrug.
"Right, well you want me to stay here with you?"
"No. I'm not pleased with you at the moment." Asmodeus told him shortly, and Sam sighed and left the room, closing the door softly behind him. Asmodeus waited until he had left and then growled and kicked the chair he was standing next to. He grumbled under his breath for a few seconds before he picked up his phone from the table and dialled Sanguini's number.
He listened to it ring before sighing when it went to the voice messaging service and rolled his eyes at his stubborn brother.
"'Guini, I don't know if you will listen to this, but please answer the phone the next time I ring. Please. I need you 'Guini. Look, I'm sorry about what I said in the car. I had no right. But, see the thing is 'Guini, I'm... Look, I'm being punished for what I did, okay? I have to tell all vampires about my connection with Athena. I have had to become the seer to all vampires, no matter their view on eating people. So, I could really do with you being here to help me with this. You know? Well, I have Sam and Dean acting as my protectors, but what I really want is my big brother. So... if you do listen to this, please, will you give me a call and tell me where you are? Please. I'm sorry again 'Guini. Love you." Asmodeus whispered and then hung up the phone and sighed, wondering what he could do now.
--
He had gotten bored about an hour and a half into waiting for Dean and then he got curious. About pay-per-view television. Eyeing the remote control suspiciously, then glancing at the door, he sat down on the bed and turned the TV on.
He had just gotten to the right channel when the door opened and Dean walked in, he took in the sight of Asmodeus sitting on the bed and then what was on the TV and paused, before closing the door behind him and walking over to Asmodeus slowly, who had glanced up at him when he first entered and then turned back to the TV, which was now playing some very corny music.
"Er... What are you watching?" Dean asked slowly, looking at Asmodeus in curiosity and sitting down next to him.
"You okay? And I have no idea. I just wondered what pay-per-view TV was." Asmodeus admitted with a shrug, getting a grin from Dean, who then pulled the remote from Asmodeus and turned the TV off before Asmodeus was quite possibly scarred for life.
"I'm fine and er... it's porn." Dean told him, grinning widely when Asmodeus gaped at him for a few seconds before blushing furiously.
"Oh! Um... That would explain the title then I suppose. So... how come I don't smell alcohol? What did you actually do?" Asmodeus asked with a grin, cuddling in to Dean's side, Dean smiled back and pulled him closer to him.
"Ah, you're right, I didn't go to a bar. I went to Angela's house instead to have a look around."
"Oh? What did you find? Is she a spirit or is it something else?" Asmodeus asked, kneeling up on the bed and nuzzling into Dean's neck, with his arms around Dean's waist, Dean tilted his head to the side and placed his hands on Asmodeus' arm.
"Wait. You believe me when I say there is something dodgy about this?" Dean asked, turning his head to look at Asmodeus incredulously. Asmodeus just smiled at him and kissed his lips.
"Of course. I saw the grave, even me, with my limited knowledge on all this, can see there is something a bit off about all this, plus that book..." Asmodeus mumbled, ducking his head to kiss Dean's neck once again.
"What book?" Dean asked, rubbing his hands along Asmodeus' arm. He then turned and knelt on the bed to face Asmodeus when the demon didn't answer him and looked at him. "As? What book?"
"Hmm? Oh, it's not important. So what did you find?" Asmodeus asked, not removing his attention from Dean's neck.
"As. I found out about her boyfriend killing himself. Slit his own throat last night. Oh and he was seeing Angela everywhere before he died." Dean told him, groaning when Asmodeus sucked on his neck.
"Slit his own throat? That's kinda hard to do you know? Normally people would go an easier route to end their own life. Men generally choose a gun..." Asmodeus told him when he pulled away from Dean's neck to look at Dean.
"You know the oddest things... And yeah, apparently he slit his own throat."
"So... Do we check out the boyfriends house?"
"Yeah, I just came from there. Dead plants, just like the cemetery. Hell dead goldfish too." Dean told him, leaning down slightly to kiss Asmodeus.
"Huh. Is this unholy ground then?"
"Maybe. I'm still not getting that powerful, 'angry spirit' vibe from Angela. I have been reading this, though." Dean told him, pulling away from Dean and leaning over the side of the bed to pick up his bag, from which he pulled a pink book.
"Er..."
"It's her diary?"
"You stole a dead girls diary? What's it say?" Asmodeus asked excitedly, reaching out to take the diary from an amused Dean, who held it out of his reach.
"Huh, if anything, the girl's a little too nice." Dean snorted, dropping the diary to the floor next to the bed.
"So, what do you want to do about this then?" Asmodeus asked, turned back to face Dean.
"We need to keep digging. Talk to more of her friends." Dean told him, leaning forward to kiss him again.
"Did you get any names?"
"You kidding me? I got her bestest friend in the whole wide world!" Dean said, motioning with his head to the diary on the floor behind him. Asmodeus just grinned at him and then shook his head.
"So we going to tell Sammy? I mean, he needs to know, right?" Asmodeus asked, moving to stand off of the bed. Dean rolled his eyes and grabbed Asmodeus' hand.
"Sam can be told in the morning. In fact, he's probably watching your good friend pay-per-view." Dean told him with a smirk.
"Dean!"
"So... I was thinking... You said you would reward me for staying here and letting you and Sammy deal with Dr Mason." Dean told him with a smirk, getting a matching smirk from Asmodeus, who crawled back onto the bed and over to Dean.
"Hmm? You think you deserve a reward? You did run off after all." Asmodeus told him with a grin, pulling away when Dean went to kiss him.
"I think I do deserve a reward. I mean, the thought of you watching porn is a tempting image and I haven't jumped you yet." Dean told him with a grin, getting a smile in return from Asmodeus.
"You do have a point I suppose. So what reward do you want I wonder?" Asmodeus asked with a sly smile, running a hand under Dean's t-shirt and pulling it up over his head. Dean watched him with smouldering eyes.
"Hmm? I could think of a few things." Dean said with a smirk, reaching out to take Asmodeus' sleep shirt off and then throw it over the side of the bed. He then moved across the bed, nearer to Asmodeus, who's breathing had become slightly heavier as Dean got closer to him.
"Oh? Want... want to share?" Asmodeus asked, gasping when Dean leant forward to lick the hollow of his throat.
"Hmm. I have a few ideas, feel up to experimenting?" Dean asked, placing kisses along Asmodeus' neck up to the skin just below his ear and nibbling it, before soothing it with his tongue.
"Ex... experimenting?" Asmodeus gasped, moving his head to allow Dean more access to his neck and bringing up his hands to grasp Dean's shoulders. Dean smirked against his neck and sucked, making Asmodeus drop against him and mewl. Dean grinned and moved them so they were lying on the bed, facing each other and then kissed Asmodeus, biting on his bottom lip to gain access to his mouth.
"Feel up to it?" Dean asked, pulling away from Asmodeus, rubbing his hands up his back and then back down to rub against the edge of his trousers.
"You'll have... have to t-teach me." Asmodeus gasped, arching into Dean and then wrapping his leg over Dean's waist to pull him closer. Dean smiled at him softly and then rolled on top of him, resting between his legs.
"Ah, I'll teach you everything I know As." Dean whispered in Asmodeus' ear before thrusting his hips into Asmodeus, getting a soft moan for his efforts.
--
"So you went to Angela's house and found out that her boyfriend had killed himself, then you stole her diary and read it, then you broke into the dead boyfriends house and looked around. Anything else you did last night?" Sam asked, looking at Dean who grinned wickedly and Asmodeus, who noticed the grin, surged forward and slapped his hand over Dean's mouth, smiling sheepishly at Sam when he looked at him curiously.
"Don't listen to him. The thing we need to do is find out more about the boyfriend and speak to Angela's friends. Do we not?"
"Yes..." Sam said and Dean nodded his head.
"You going to be quiet and not scar Sammy for life?" Asmodeus asked Dean, getting another nod and removing his hand from Dean's mouth. "Good. So what do we do now?"
"No idea. Sammy?"
"We can go to her best friend, pretending to be grief counsellors. But there are three of us, and even for a college, that's a little overkill. So only two of us go." Sam said to them, pacing the room.
"Right and the third person?' Dean asked, whilst Asmodeus just watched and stayed silent, knowing he was the third person.
"I don't know." Sam admitted with a shrug.
"Right."
"I stay here." Asmodeus called out.
"What?" Dean asked, spinning to look at Asmodeus with a frown.
"I'll stay here and wait for you two, and you can tell me what you have learnt. I don't really know how to do those things anyway, and perhaps I can contact one of the sisters to see if they know what is going on, or perhaps they can give me a clue as to where Sanguini is and what my next punishment is going to be. I have until the end of today after all." Asmodeus told them with a weak smile.
"Right. You stay here then and we will come to you when we have finished." Dean told him, getting a nod from Asmodeus, who then noticed a flier for pay-per-view TV on the nightstand, making him snort in amusement and get a funny look from the brothers.
"What?" Sam asked suspiciously and Asmodeus just chuckled and shook his head.
"Just something I was talking with Dean with last night. Made me chuckle. So you two are heading off to help some young man grieve. Good luck to that. Dean, maybe you should let Sammy do all the talking." Asmodeus advised, getting a chuckle from Sam and a glare from Dean.
"Right, I'll keep him quiet As. You sure you're gonna be okay on your own here?"
"Yeah, sure, I should be. You two go off, I'll stay here, I promise." Asmodeus said, walking over to the bed before having change of heart when he recalled what Dean had told him and walked over to the table and chairs instead.
"Okay. Right we're heading off then. See you later. Stay safe and don't answer the door to anyone." Dean told him, kissing him and then walking out of the motel room.
"Enjoy your pay-per-view last night Sammy?" Asmodeus asked innocently when Sam passed, causing Sam to trip over his feet and gape at him. "Have fun! And I'm so not paying for it!"
--
Asmodeus rang Sanguini once the brothers had left and he had locked the door behind them, and once again got no answer, this time he refrained from leaving a message and just hung up with a sigh. He then looked around the room and sighed again.
He then walked into the centre of the room and dropped to the floor, crossing his legs and wishing he had some dirt to ground himself with but alas, he would have to do without.
"So then, who's gonna talk to me?" Asmodeus asked aloud, smiling when he felt warmth run through him.
'So Young One, you wish to talk to us? May I ask why? I would have thought you would be trying to find Sanguini before your time is up.'
"My time is already up. Unless you wish to divulge his whereabouts to me and then take me there before tonight, then I don't think I'm going to make it, do you?" Asmodeus asked with a sneer.
'You cannot blame us for your faults. You turned Sanguini away and therefore you must face the consequences.'
"Yeah, yeah. Save it for someone who cares. So you want to tell me where Sanguini is?"
'You know I cannot. It is your duty to find him.'
"Fine, want to tell me what the hell is happening around here?"
'That I can do in part. You must go to her grave and dig it up. You will find your clue in her coffin. I can guarantee hat you will know it when you see it.'
"What, the body?"
'No, she is not where she is supposed to be.'
"Great. What a spiffy thing. So, want to tell me what my punishment is going to be come nightfall?"
'Come nightfall, we will be releasing all binds on your gift for a month, or until you find Sanguini.'
"What do you mean? What will happen? Who are you holding back?" Asmodeus asked in a panicked voice.
'We are preventing those that do not wish to help you in this, from contacting you. We are stopping that prevention and you will be able to see and be contacted by all deceased.'
"No. You can't! How will I cope! You want me to go insane?"
'No, that is not our wish, but perhaps you should choose to inform your mate of your gift before tonight. You will, after all, be heading to a cemetery. They will not be able to help, but if you tell him, he will not think you are insane.'
"No. I will not inform Dean. He is not to know. Sam knows, that is enough. Is that all that you have to tell me?"
'No, there is nothing else to inform you of. This is my punishment to you by the way, the others will have their chance if you do not find Sanguini.'
"Thank you then I suppose." Asmodeus grumbled and then stood up and walked over to the bed, he waved his hand over it to clean it and then lay down on it to wait for the brothers to come back.
--
Asmodeus sat up on the bed when the door handle rattled and he looked over at it suspiciously.
"Who is it?"
"It's us As. You gonna let us in?" Sam called out, tapping on the door. Asmodeus stood up from the bed and crossed the room, opening the door and letting the Winchester's in.
"So, find anything interesting?'
"Yeah, Angela's boyfriend, Matt, cheated on her with another woman. So that indicates a reason for becoming a vengeful spirit. So we need to go to the cemetery and burn the bones." Dean told him, walking over to him and pulling him into a hug.
"Did you speak to Miranda?" Sam asked, looking at Asmodeus, who disentangled himself from Dean and grinned at him.
"Yeah, she told me we had to go to the cemetery as well, but not to burn the bones, apparently there won't be any bones."
"Yeah, that's what I told Dean. Too soon after death all we will find is decomposing body."
"No. Not what I meant. There won't be a body either. Someone has taken her body away."
"So why do we need to go to the cemetery?" Dean asked curiously.
"Apparently they have left a clue inside the coffin. We need to open the coffin to find the clue. So therefore, we need to head to the cemetery. We'll go tonight to lessen the chance of being found." Asmodeus said to him, smiling when Dean grinned at him and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"So we go tonight then?"
"Looks like it."
--
Once they had finished digging up the grave, Dean looked at the coffin then at the other two, one of which had his eyes closed and was breathing heavily.
"You okay As?" Sam asked him quietly, whilst Dean pulled himself up the side of the grave.
"Yeah, I'll just open up the coffin." Asmodeus said, ignoring the spirit next to him that was yelling at him to find his killer and bring him punishment and jumping into the grave and pulling the lid of the coffin off, surprising the Winchester's with his strength. He then found symbols engraved into the coffin and gasped.
"What? What is it?" Dean asked frantically, managing to shout over the angry spirit.
"Sammy, you know I told you about that book that struck me as wrong?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah, well I've just found out why. There's some ancient Greek written on the coffin."
"What does it say?"
"Wait, you can read it?" Dean asked, stunned.
"Yes I can. It's part of an ancient Greek divination ritual. Its used for necromancy. They used rituals like this when communicating with the dead. It can even bring corpses back to life."
"Full on zombie action?" Dean asked stunned.
"Pretty much. It would explain where the body is and why this place was surrounded by dead plants. She would suck the life force out of most smaller things, plants, small animals, so on. Humans would be safe unless around her for too long, then she would start to have an effect on them." Asmodeus told them, noticing that the spirit had shut up with his explanation.
"Dude, you have even weirder things on your mind than finding my killer. I'll give you until you find this dead chick, until you have to kill my killer, yeah?"
"How generous of you." Asmodeus muttered, getting a look from Sam and Dean, which he just shrugged off with a grin.
"So we go talk to Dr Mason then?" Dean asked, looking at Sam and Asmodeus, who was pulling himself out of the grave, having closed the coffin.
"Yeah, I guess so. I just don't understand it though."
"No, it wasn't her father." Asmodeus told them, when he stood up from the ground, ignoring the woman trying to ask him to visit her daughter and give her a message.
"Huh, how'd you know that?"
"Several reasons, but the main one, was the fact that all the plants in his office were alive. This kind of death magic leaves its mark. His plants would have died had he been around Angela for long enough."
"Right, not Dr Mason then. So who?" Sam asked, looking between the two in front of him, frowning in concern at Asmodeus when he looked to the side and then shook his head minutely.
"Neil." Dean stated suddenly, Amsodeus and Sam turned to look at him in confusion
"The best friend? How'd you figure that?" Sam asked, glancing once more at Asmodeus, who seemed to be deliberately ignoring someone he couldn't see.
"I've read her diary. She speaks about him a lot and it all screams unrequited duckie love." Dean told him, glancing at Asmodeus, who was muttering under his breath, in concern. "What's wrong with him?"
"I have an idea, Dean, you wanna head back to the car and I'll talk to As for a second." Sam said to him, Dean nodded slowly and walked off, glancing back at them before carrying on walking. "As?' Sam asked, placing a hand on Asmodeus' shoulder and getting a jump from Asmodeus, who looked at him in shock and then gave a sigh of relief.
"Sammy."
"You okay?"
"No. It's my second punishment."
"What is it?"
"They've pulled back on all blocks they had on my gift. All dead can come to me and ask me to help them. And I mean all dead. Doesn't matter how they died, and that they don't want to help me, they are here to try to force me to speak to their living loved ones."
"Shit, do you want to stay at the motel?"
"No! You can't leave me alone! They won't leave me alone."
"Has anyone died at the motel?"
"Dunno. If so, they haven't found me yet." Asmodeus mumbled, looking at the floor.
"You need to tell Dean."
"I can't Sammy!"
"You're gonna have to if you want to appear sane to him. He's worried about you As. Please tell him, for his sake if not your own."
"Fine, I'll tell him tonight in our rooms. Be warned you may get a visitor if he doesn't take it well." Asmodeus grumbled to him, getting a soft smile from Sam.
"He will As, don't worry."
--
"We can't just waste her with a head shot?" Dean asked once they had gone back to motel and were standing in Sam's room.
"Dude, you've been watching way too many Romero flicks." Sam told him, getting a chuckle from Asmodeus.
"You're telling me there's no lore on how to smoke 'em?"
"No, Dean, I'm telling you there's too much. I mean, there's a hundred different legends on the walking dead, but they all have different methods for killing them." Sam flipped through his father's journal and Asmodeus stepped up next to Dean, getting their attention
"We have to get her back to her burial ground." Asmodeus told them, getting a shocked look from the Winchester's.
"Wait, how do you know that?"
"You think I haven't come up against a necromancer before? How do you think I knew about the Greek symbols?"
"Dunno, I never really gave it much thought, I was too stunned." Dean told him with a shrug.
"Thanks." Asmodeus said dryly.
"Er... that came out wrong. I didn't mean I was stunned that you knew something, more that you knew ancient Greek."
"Right. Well anyway, I've told you how to get rid of her, now all you have to do is do it."
"Easier said than done. How the hell do we get her to her grave?" Sam asked, looking at them, getting shrugs from both of them.
"How about we talk to Neil tomorrow? We can try and convince him that it would be better this way." Asmodeus said, nibbling on his lip when he thought this through.
"Sounds like a decent plan I guess. We haven't got any other ideas." Sam agreed with a shrug and a yawn.
"Guess we should head back to our room then, huh? You coming Asmodeus?" Dean asked, glancing at Asmodeus with narrowed eyes and making his ears droop. Sam glanced at him and smiled at him reassuringly, which just made Dean's eyes narrow further.
"Yeah, come on then, let's go." Asmodeus said with a weak grin and then followed Dean out of Sam's room.
--
"So you wanna tell me what you and Sam were talking about?" Dean asked with a suspicious glare when the door had closed behind them. Asmodeus lowered his ears to his head and pulled his tail into his hands.
"Not really."
"Wrong answer. You and Sammy having a thing behind my back?"
"What? No!"
"Then what Asmodeus?!" Dean yelled, visibly calming himself when he saw he had made Asmodeus flinch away from him.
"It's my gift. Sam knows what it is."
"What? Why does he know? Why can't you tell me?'
"I was scared of your reaction, I had to tell Sam because he was there when it came to force."
"Scared of my reaction? What is it?"
"I... My gift came from the reapers." Asmodeus told him, refusing to look up from his tail.
"What?"
"The reapers gave me my gift."
"So what is it?"
"The dead can communicate with me, that's why I knew what had happened to your father, he told me. Even those who have moved on can come visit me and talk to me. The Sisters hold back those that wish me harm or wish to use me, but that is my punishment. They have taken down the blocks and now all dead can contact me."
"As. Why did you keep this to yourself? Didn't you trust me to help you?"
"How can you help me? I didn't tell you because those with my gift were killed within months of getting it. I was scared."
"Why were they killed?"
"What do you know that can talk with the dead, Dean? They were mentioned tonight."
"Necromancers."
"Exactly. People would hear of our abilities and they would kill us for using necromancy. We don't but they didn't understand that. So they killed us because they feared us."
"So will the same happen to you if it gets out?"
"I'd imagine so. Most hunters will kill a necromancer if not just because it uses magic."
"Shit. I'm sorry I shouted at you As." Dean said gently, stepping up behind Asmodeus and pulling him to his chest, nuzzling into his neck. "I won't look at you any different. It's not your fault. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm tired though."
"Come on then, let's go to bed. Oh yeah and what did you say to Sam before we left to speak Neil?" Dean asked, as he led Asmodeus over to the bed, undressing him and then gently helping him to lie down on the bed.
"Hmm? Oh, I asked him about pay-per-view." Asmodeus told him sleepily, getting a shocked laugh from Dean.
--
They walked to Neil's office in silence that was broke occasionally by Dean's snickering and occasional nudge of Sam, much to the latter's irritation.
"We're here, you two wanna act a little more sane?" Asmodeus asked, grinning at the brother's who stopped shoving each other and straightened up a little. Asmodeus rolled his eyes at them and then knocked and opened the door, walking in with Sam and Dean following.
"What are you guys doing here? And who are you?" Neil asked, looking up from his desk.
"Me? I'm a specialist in certain things, they want to ask you something." Asmodeus told him with a wide smile, before steeping aside and letting Sam and Dean walk towards Neil.
"You know, I've heard of some people doing some pretty desperate things to get laid, but you? You take the cake." Dean told him with a grimace.
"Okay, who are you guys?"
"I believe I answered that for you. I'm a specialist. Strange that you never thought to ask what I was a specialist in." Asmodeus told him with a sneer.
"What?"
"We know what you did. The ritual, everything." Sam told him and Neil scoffed at them.
"You're crazy."
"Your girlfriend's past her expiration date, and we're crazy? When someone's gone, they should stay gone. You don't mess with that kind of stuff." Dean told him with a disgusted shudder, which made Asmodeus nibble his lip.
"Angela killed Matt. She tried to kill Lindsey." Sam told him.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Neil told them and Dean growled and walked around the desk, then grabbed Neil by the collar. "Hey!"
"Dean..." Asmodeus sighed.
"No more crap, Neil! This blood is on your hands. Now, me and him can make this right, but you've gotta tell us where she is. Tell us!" Dean yelled, giving a little shake.
"My house. She's at my house." Neil told him quietly. Dean let him go and then noticed all the dead plants around the office.
"You sure about that?" Dean asked him and Neil nodded, whilst Sam and Asmodeus looked around the room suspiciously, all three of their gazes falling on the closed closet door. "Listen, it doesn't really matter where she is. There's only one way to stop her, and we've gotta perform another ritual over her grave to reverse the one that you did." He then turned to face Sam and Asmodeus, "You said we're gonna need some black roots, some scarweed, some candles?" Asmodeus nodded to him and Dean turned back to Neil. "It's very complicated, but it'll get the job done. She'll be dead again in a couple hours. I think you should come with us." Neil looked at him, confused. "I'm serious. Leave with us, right now."
"No. No." Neil said shaking his head and Dean leant over the desk to talk to him in a very low voice.
"Listen to me. Get out of here as soon as you can. But most of all, be cool. No sudden movements. Don't make her mad." Dean then gave him a half-smile and they all left the office.
"She's in there." Asmodeus said when they got back to the car.
"She is. Hopefully he will heed your advice Dean." Sam agreed before he turned to look at Dean.
"If he knows what's good for him, he will."
--
At the cemetery that night, Sam and Asmodeus started to light candles and place them around Angela's grave whilst Dean kept look out with his gun at his side.
"You really think this is gonna work?" Sam asked Dean when he lit the last candle. Asmodeus looked at him grimly and shook his head, before glancing past Sam and frowning.
"No, not really. But it was the only thing I could come up with."
"She killed you, didn't she?" Asmodeus asked suddenly, confusing the two Winchester's, but before they could question him, they heard a noise coming from the trees to the side of them. Sam glanced at Dean and then walked into the trees, whilst Asmodeus walked over to where he saw Neil standing, looking at them sadly.
"She's here. Your friend will get killed if you don't go help him." Neil told him and Asmodeus spun around to see Sam enter the trees, then watched as Dean entered soon after and smiled then turned back to Neil.
"He'll be fine, his big brother has gone to help them."
"Are you a specialist?"
"Of a sort. I am fluent in Ancient Greek and I know a lot about necromancy, so yes I suppose you could say I was a specialist." Asmodeus said to him and then they both turned to face where Dean was shooting at Angela and forcing her into the grave. "Stab her with the silver knife!" Asmodeus yelled out to Dean, who glanced at him and then nodded and plunged a silver knife from his pocket into Angela's chest.
"I shouldn't have done it." Neil said when Asmodeus turned back to look at him.
"No, you shouldn't, but it is over now and I think you learnt your lesson. I'm sorry we couldn't save you."
"It's alright. I should have listened to you when you came to me." Neil told him as they watched the Winchester's start to fill the grave with soil once more.
"Yes, you should have, but you didn't. We can't change that now. It's all over." Asmodeus told him and Neil smiled before walking off and disappearing. "No! I bloody well won't kill your murderer! You died over eighty years ago! He's probably dead and if he's not, he's bloody well nearing it!" Asmodeus yelled out, making both Winchester's look up from their digging and glance at him in concern.
"You okay As?" Dean yelled out, getting a nod from Asmodeus who then stuck his tongue out at the spirit beside him and walked over to the brother's to help them.
--
"Rest in peace." Sam muttered to the grave the next morning once they had finished covering the grave with dirt.
"Yeah, for good this time, okay?" Dean muttered, arm around Asmodeus' waist.
"She will."
"You know this for sure?"
"Yep. She's standing over there, watching us." Asmodeus commented calmly, nodding in the direction of the trees and seriously creeping out the brothers. They both glanced at each other and then shrugged and started to walk back to the car.
"You know, the whole fake ritual thing? Luring Angela into the cemetery? Pretty sharp."
"Thanks."
"But did we have to use me as bait?" Sam asked with a slight whine.
"Well I couldn't use Hailey Joel –oomph." Dean groaned when Asmodeus elbowed him sharply in the stomach.
"Watch it or you will be sharing a room with Sammy tonight." Asmodeus warned and Dean smiled at him pleadingly, making Asmodeus sigh and move back to stand next to Dean.
"Anyway, As was otherwise disclosed and well, I figured you were more here type anyway. She had pretty crappy taste in guys." Dean said with a grin and Sam glared at him then held up his hand.
"I think she broke my hand." Sam moaned, sulking and Dean chuckled, then stopped when Asmodeus moved away from him and over to Sam and took his hand.
"It's not broken, just badly bruised. You're in luck, I can fix that. Want me too?" Asmodeus asked, still holding Sam's hand. Sam just nodded and Asmodeus closed his eyes and wrinkled his nose in concentration, then pulled away from Sam and went back to Dean's side. Sam moved his fingers and gaped at his hand before looking at Asmodeus, stunned.
"Thanks As."
"No prob – Sanguini." Asmodeus whispered, and Sam and Dean looked over at the Impala and gaped at the sight of the vampire leaning against it casually. Asmodeus gave out a choked sob and ran from Dean's side and threw himself at Sanguini. "I thought you hated me! It was all my fault! I didn't mean it! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! Don't go again! I'm sorry!"
Sanguini tightened his arms around Asmodeus and buried his face in his little brothers hair, breathing in his scent.
"No, I'm the one who should be sorry. I should have just let you come to me and I certainly shouldn't have left you alone. I knew what The Sisters and Athena wanted from you, I should have guessed they wouldn't have been impressed if I left you."
"You never left. I forced you to get out of my car."
"Yes, but I shouldn't have said what I did. Come on, let's get in the car and we can talk at the motel with the Winchester's." Sanguini said, letting go of Asmodeus and kissing his cheek tenderly. The Winchesters watched the scene warily, Dean glaring at Sanguini and then walking stiffly over to them and opening the car door.
"Get in. We need to talk to you at the motel." Dean said, shoving a shocked Sanguini into the car.
"Dean..." Asmodeus said with a sigh, getting into the car after Sanguini but giving Dean a smile, which he returned stiffly and climbed into the front of the car, with Sam climbing in on the opposite side.
The drive back to the motel was rather stilted and awkward, with Asmodeus searching his mind frantically for something to say, but coming up short. He just ended up sighing and looking out of the window at the passing scenery. Not soon enough, they pulled up to the motel and walked over to the room Asmodeus and Dean shared, walking in and getting a raised eyebrow from Sanguini.
"You two are sharing a room?"
"Yes we are. You want to say something about it?" Dean asked defensively, narrowing his eyes at Sanguini and pulling Asmodeus to him protectively, Asmodeus just glanced behind Dean at Sam, who shrugged and closed the door before walking over to the table and leaning on it.
"Yes. I know you are not mated, I can smell it. But I can also smell other things in this room." Sanguini pointed out, much to the horror of Asmodeus, who just closed his eyes and hoped for it all be a very embarrassing dream. Sam's chuckling shattered that illusion.
"Why are you here?" Dean asked coldly.
"I got Asmodeus' message and as much as you two are good hunters, you won't be able to protect him completely from an over zealous vampire all the time. With me, you will have an early warning of what is to come." Sanguini told them.
"It's good to see you again 'Guini." Asmodeus said with a small smile and Dean just rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, but I know what you said to him and it was out of line. Do something like that again and I will personally go out of my way to kill you." Dean warned, stepping in front of Asmodeus protectively and glaring at Sanguini, who just grinned at him.
"Huh, maybe he did choose well after all. Have no fear though, I have learnt my lesson. For one, I now have to share my seer. Something no vampire likes to do and for another, my actions put my little brother in unnecessary danger." Sanguini said, voice filled with sorrow as he looked down at the ground.
"Sure, well you're gonna have to prove yourself to me again before I can trust you. Now, we're all exhausted, so we're gonna get some sleep before we have to head off on the road again. So you wanna get out and let us sleep?" Dean asked, herding Sanguini to the door and opening it. Sanguini glanced at him with narrowed eyes before looking back at Asmodeus, who was trying to fight a yawn and then nodded and left the room. Dean shut the door behind him and then turned to face Asmodeus and Sam.
"I'm happy for you that he's back, but I am still not impressed with him. He hurt you and caused you to be punished. I'm not going to forgive him for that." Dean said after a while of silence.
"Dean... It was my fault as well. In fact, I'm the one that forced him to get out of the car. We are both at fault." Asmodeus told him softly, yawning widely.
"I'll leave and let you two get some sleep. You gonna be okay As? Now that he's back, does this mean the second punishment is over?" Sam asked, looking at Asmodeus in concern.
"They said it would be for a month or until Sanguini returned. I am guessing, and hoping, that that means it should be over. Thank god, I was nearly driven insane just tonight by all the stupid dead people wanting me to avenge them. It was insane!" Asmodeus grouched, getting a grin from Sam and Dean.
"Well let's hope it's over then. If not, we'll make sure you don't act too weird to tip Sanguini off." Dean assured him with a smile.
"Thank you. Now I really need to get some sleep." Asmodeus said with a yawn. Sam nodded and pushed himself off the table and left the room, clapping Dean on the shoulder as he passed. Dean walked over to Asmodeus and kissed him before pushing him in the direction of the bed.
"Can I ask you something As?"
"Sure, but I hold the right to not answer." Asmodeus mumbled sleepily as Dean gently directed him into bed.
"My dad, he died to save my life, didn't he? He gave up the colt and his life, to save mine." Dean said, making Asmodeus stiffen slightly before sighing and relaxing against Dean's chest when he climbed into bed beside him.
"Yes. I told you that he did, remember?"
"Yeah, I do, I just wanted to ask you again, and I didn't know about the colt."
"Well, yes he did. He gave the Colt over to Azazel, which is why I am so happy that he never really knew about the knife." Asmodeus mumbled and then yawned and snuggled closer to Dean.
"Good point. He spoke to you, didn't he?"
"Yeah. He told me to protect you with my life and I told him that I would." Asmodeus mumbled to him and Dean pulled him close to him.
"Thank you. Get some sleep As." Dean said, stroking his hair gently and pressing a kiss to Asmodeus' hair.
A/N – Well another chapter gone by! Sheesh, I'm putting these out quickly, am I not? Don't you just love me for it? Lol! Well I brought Sanguini back and thus ends the punishments... For now... You don't really think Asmodeus isn't going to do something else that will bring down their wrath do you? Don't be silly. And just a quick note, yes I know, I'm mean for punishing Asmodeus, however unfair you all see it. It will be explained better in the coming chapters, So just... try not to flame me about it, alright? :) Cheers!
So tell me what you think and I shall try to get the next chapter up shortly!! Thanking you!!