I haven't seen Dean since the cemetery events. A month ago.
"So, uh, what are you doing here?" I asked him.
"Just… I wanted to see if you were alright." He admitted.
"Oh, well I'm fine. Are you?" I ask.
"Yeah. I moved into a friend's house..." He announced.
I nodded. "Don't miss him, Dean. Got it?" I said sternly.
Dean nodded back. "I don't."
He was lying. We both missed Sam.
Grandma, being Grandma, politely forced Dean inside for dinner, which made things crazy awkward. Natalie went to the basement to get extra chairs, good, she didn't need to hear this.
"What?" Dean gaped at Lyra.
"Crazy, huh? I didn't believe it at first either." I told him.
"Gabriel… has a daughter?" Dean still wasn't convinced.
"Yes! Big whoop!" I said sarcastically.
All throughout dinner, Natalie totally crushed on Dean - I mean, he was cute, you know. Sort of. I was enjoying how we were all laughing, Dean included.
It was a good thing I got to enjoy those moments.
Right as Dean was about to take off, it happened. I was walking to the door, to escort him out, I fell. "Ah!" I whined.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked as he helped me up.
"Ahh! Can't-!" I grabbed my neck. I choked, gasped for air.
What the hell was wrong with me?
I was too busy trying to breathe as Dean placed me away from the door. Then I felt my face on fire - the same pain I felt when Jasper stabbed me.
"Wahh!" Natalie screamed when she saw me.
"What's happening to her?" Lyra demanded.
"She's going pale!" Natalie kept yelling.
"It's her vessel. It's deteriorating." Dean theorized.
"What?" I choked.
"It's not that." A voice said from behind.
We all turned to see Cas at the door. "Cas?" Dean was shocked.
"This was bound to happen inevitably. When she was born, Lucifer put a sigil in her, that one day her vessel would begin to decay. So, in this case, Michael or Gabriel would have came and fixed her up." He started.
Lyra winced when he mentioned Gabriel.
"But now… that's impossible." He continued.
"Why did Lucifer put the sigil?" Dean asked.
"In case Michael or Gabriel couldn't, he's the only one who can save her now." He explained.
"Meaning?" Grandma asked.
"She has to go to him." Cas told her.
My eyes went small. "Are you saying that-?" I stuttered.
"No..." Lyra sounded serious.
"You have to go to Hell." Cas said it as simple as possible. "And if you're not strong enough to fight afterwards, he'll use you to break free again." He explained.
"No! No, she's not going anywhere. Can't you just have her change vessels?" Dean argued.
"She can. But with each vessel she changes into, she'll get sick like this faster with every body." Cas told him.
"Fuck…" I muttered, glad I could breathe again. But my face was still burning, and I felt like throwing up, which was really sucking.
"Lynn… will you be able to fight?" Dean asked.
"Right now, I can't do ANYTHING. I feel like DYING." I groaned angrily, keeling over suddenly.
"She has no other choice." Cas said sadly.
"Great…" Dean muttered.
"I'm coming with you." Lyra knelt down to me.
"What? Nooo…" I said seriously.
"If you're weak, that's exactly what Lucifer wants it seems. And if he breaks free again, that definitely won't be good." She explained.
I frowned, the way you do before you cry. "Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yes, I've come all this way to find you, and it wasn't to let you leave again." She told me with a bright smile. I smiled back, fighting tears.
She saw. "Hey," she whispered. "It's okay, you're not alone. You can cry; let it all out. I'm here now, right? The least one cousin could do for another." She said the exact words I said to her at the cemetery, when she was crying.
I choked a laugh, then, forgetting about everyone else around me, I buried my face in Lyra's chest and sobbed.
We were in the exact opposite positions then we were in yesterday. I'm just glad I wasn't going down alone.
"Do you still have the horsemens rings?" I heard Cas ask, which made me pull away and wipe my eyes.
"Yeah…" Dean pulled them out.
"We have to go NOW?" I realized.
"Yes." Cas looked straight at me. I groaned.
"NO! NO! I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU'D HAVE TO LEAVE AGAIN!" Natalie raged.
"Natalie, she's sick-" Lyra tried explaining, but failed.
I was about to get up to calm her down, but Cas beat me to it. Just like he did on the morning I first met him, he placed two fingers on her forehead, and she was out.
Grandma was upset. She didn't like the idea of me taking a dive into hell. I told her that Lucifer would fix me up and whatnot… blah.
We had to go to the cemetery to do it. I was terribly weak by then; Dean was generous enough to carry me. When he placed me down with Lyra, Dean tossed out the rings, and said the chant.
Memories flooded through me when the hole opened up, thinking back to the day when Sam/Lucifer and Michael/Adam jumped in it. I shuddered, knowing the Devil was waiting for me, and all his demons.
But I knew that Michael was down there too, maybe I could save him...
I thought this sounded impossible at first, but when I remembered that Lyra was going in with me, our chances of survival increased.
"Go!" Cas yelled through the noise of the hole tearing the area around it.
"Ready?" Lyra asked.
"You don't have to do this. I can go myself." I said in a sickly voice.
"What did I tell you?!" She reminded me. I said nothing. She helped me stand up.
I glanced over, at the fearful looks of Dean and Cas. I nodded at them, then looked down. Then I jumped off the edge, into the dark depths of hell.
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"Lynn! Lynn! Wake up! Please!"
I groaned agonizingly, then opened up my eyes just a little. Everything was dark... was it the sky? Well... it was an evil colored dark purple and black.
"Where am I…?" I asked.
"In Hell! Oh, my God!" Why did she sound so far away? Why did she sound scared? "LYNN! THEY'RE COMING!" I felt arms pull me up; it was Lyra.
"Who?" I asked, my vision getting clearer.
And I saw several demons; well I'd assume they were, even though they were in human bodies, come towards us.
"Back off! Or I'll gank all of you!" I threatened them.
"You're in OUR territory now. Don't know how you got here, but you're not staying for long." One of them bastards said.
"You wouldn't dare hurt-" I coughed up blood, and couldn't breathe again. The last thing I heard before blacking out was Lyra screaming her lungs out at the demons.
When I woke up, I thought I was dreaming. I looked to my right and saw a glimpse of white... a dress? Then I coughed again, crap. "Father?" I moaned, no longer able to wait for him to heal me.
"He'll be here very soon." The white figure said softly.
"Who're you?" I asked.
"My name is Lilith." She introduced.
Whoa, whoa, wait.
Isn't she…?
"You're my mother," I choked, coughing again.
"Yes." She sounded happy. I finally got a good view of her. Curly, caramel blonde hair. And get this - pure white eyes, scaaaaaary!
"I was told you were dead?" I thought.
"I just can't return to Earth." She explained. I actually smiled, then held my chest. Lilith stroked my cheek. "Shhh… breathe, baby. He'll be here soon." She assured.
"Did… did you name me Lynn?" I had to know.
She nodded. "It means beautiful. And lake." She explained.
We smiled at each other.
I'm going nuts.
Then I looked up, still clutching myself. I gasped slightly, breathing in and out. "Lyra, is she…?" I asked.
She nodded. "She's fine." She said softly.
Then I heard him: it was Nick's voice. "Nick? How-?" I gaped.
"He's only taking on Nick's form," Lilith explained. "A fraction of his soul is trapped down here, since he said yes."
"Oh…" I laid back down. Great.
"Hello, Lynn," I heard him enter the room.
"Please help me! Ohhh…" I used both hands and clutched the sheets I was laying on, and then I screamed, the fire burning feeling in my face returned.
He walked up, placed a hand on my chest, right above my heart, and pure white light emerged, making me scream even louder. When the light encased us all, I was out again.
"Lynn? Lynn!" I heard Lyra. I sat up and opened my emerald eyes.
"Are you feeling better now?" I heard Lucifer ask; he sounded worried.
"I… I'm okay." I realized. "Thank you- thank you. Thank you…" I said over and over; I was so glad I wasn't feeling like death.
I realized that we were in a house.
In Hell.
In a house.
In Hell.
What the hell.
"Is… is this house your cage?" I asked then. He had a sad look in his eye, then nodded. "And Michael…?" I added. He pointed behind him, out of the room. I walked out, then saw Michael, still in Adam's body. He sat peacefully, looking out the window.
"That's Michael?" Lyra came up next to me. He turned to look at us.
"Yeah. Believe it or not." I said sarcastically.
"How did you get here?" He asked us.
"We jumped." I answered. "Oh, by the way. This is another niece of yours-" I began to explain.
"Yeah, I know. Gabriel's younger kid." Michael said unhappily.
I blinked. "Younger?" I looked at Lyra.
"Um, yeah. I probably should have told you... I have an older sister, her name's Carmen. I have an older brother too." she explained.
"So, I have three cousins? Whoa!" I exclaimed.
"Brag later, how do we get out of here?" Lyra cut me off.
"Don't leave." Lilith walked past us.
"Can you do stuff besides teleport?" I muttered to Lyra.
"Yes," she whispered back. "When we first got here, I grabbed these." She slipped me the horsemens' rings.
"Oh," I gasped. I moved my hands into fists. "Please move, Lilith." I said calmly.
"Even so, Lucifer will not let you leave, now that you're here." She stared straight at me.
Can you hear me? I said in my mind.
Lyra blinked in shock. Yes. What are we gonna do? She asked.
I grinned. We'll do as Natalie asked. I told her.
What's that? she asked.
We fight. I declared.
We didn't get the advantage; a demon socked me in my gut. As I fell to my knees, Lyra kicked him in the shin, flipping him backwards. Recovered, I stood up and held out my hand. The black smoke of the demon came out of the body, and fled the house.
"Let's go!" Lyra stepped forward, but was stopped. Lilith slapped the shit out of her, causing her to fall.
"No!" I glared straight at my mother. Her evil grin changed to a fearful one.
"Ahhhh!" She screamed, holding her head.
I grinned; I no longer had to hold out my hand or snap my fingers. Then I helped Lyra up. "Come on." I said, leading her to the door. Outside, we were stopped. "Gah! I thought you couldn't leave the house!" I exclaimed to him.
"Hell is my cage." Lucifer corrected.
"Let us go." Lyra begged.
"You cannot leave." He bellowed.
"Why…?" Lyra asked.
He paused. "If you stay… I'll let her go unharmed." He stared at me.
"Wha-?" I stuttered.
"No, no, I'm not leaving you down here, Lynn." Lyra said seriously.
I cringed, making that 'gonna cry' face. "Okay." I stepped back.
"NO! LYNN!" Lyra grabbed my arm. "You do what your sister said! YOU FIGHT! WE FIGHT! COME ON!" She yelled.
I shook my head. "I can't. Not against him." I told her. Lucifer stepped forward, ready to send her back. I winked at her. She blinked in response.
When he came close, I stared him right in the eye. He gasped, then began choking. "Yeah right, Daddy. Like I'm gonna stay here and help you break free again?" I said to him. "Fuck that."
Hundreds of demons surrounded us by then. I backhanded about three demons, ganked about five. Lyra was twitching her fingers, causing a lighting bolt to appear and strike dead about two demons close together. "NICE!" I said while snapping my fingers, making more black smoke come out of several bodies.
Then it all went bad.
A demon punched me, knocking me into the ground. I saw Lyra go down too. "Crap…" I moaned. A demon lifted me up, and twisted my right hand. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed.
I can't remember what happened after. I had no time to think straight. My body ached horribly, I was pretty beaten down. "Stop." I rasped.
"What was that?" A demon crouched down.
"Let her go. I'll stay." I begged.
She smiled slyly. "As you wish," she went over to Lyra. "Bye, bye, Nephilim. Don't come back soon." She waved. Lyra was already unconscious.
And I sobbed as she disappeared, praying that she was still alive.
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When Lyra opened her chocolate eyes, she stared at many confusing looking faces.
"Are you alright?" Castiel asked her.
"Lynn…" she said in a rough voice. She looked at her supposed to be bloody hands, but they were perfectly fine.
She wasn't hurting anywhere. Except for her heart. "We have to get her! She's hurt! She-" She exclaimed.
"We cannot. It would be the death of us all." Castiel explained.
Lyra stood up, and slapped him. "You're just gonna let her rot down there? You freaking pathetic excuse for the boss of Heaven!" She screamed at him. Castiel cringed at her actions.
Lyra reached into her pocket. How did she get the rings back? She didn't remember Lynn giving them back to her. When she looked back up, she scoffed angrily.
Castiel had disappeared.
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I was back in the house, laying against the wall. Battered and bruised. I stared up at the ceiling, silently crying.
"Do you need anything?" I heard Lucifer ask.
"I'd like my sanity back." I answered sarcastically. My arm ached horribly. I was too weak to heal myself. "A little healing magic would help too." I added. He was by my side in an instant, and put both hands on the sides of my face gently.
"Feel better?" He asked. I nodded; I no longer ached. It was then I came to a decision. If I was to stay down here, to make sure Lucifer didn't bust free...
Then I wasn't going anywhere.