I had made it just in time to hear the whole plan unfold, there had been so much that I had missed because of how long they tried to keep me in heaven, and the hiding. I hide for who knows how long, it seems like forever looking back now, but I had to make sure that Castiel would be fine, and alive. They were going to see if Sam would be able to hold Lucifer in and to still be able to jump back into the pit with Lucifer in his body, it was the stupidest idea that I have ever heard of! I knew that he would not be able to hold in a man of his power, I knew that I was not able to hold in a regular demon and to take over my body, how the hell does Sam think that he will be able to hold in Lucifer, does he really think that he has that much power left in him or was he giving up as well?
I did not come out from my hiding for awhile, I just watched and listening to what they had been saying for about the past hour now. It seemed like it was all they could do not to talk about the big battle. I knew that they were all worried because of the looks that were on all of their faces, Sam: strong but worried, Dean: Scared, Bobby: Worried and Cas: Depressed a little along with worried. All of them knew that the end was coming, the angels knew it as well, and there was nothing that neither was able to do to change it. These guys have one plan and one plan only, it was go down fighting or do not go down at all, and they were going to try and place Lucifer back into his cage. The angels refused to help in the battle anymore the they already have, knowing that this was Micheal's battle with his brother more then it was anyone else's, so they were all in heaven currently, waiting. The boys were all just thinking about their last night possibly as a full team together, knowing that Sam would be saying yes tomorrow. I still could not believe that it was happening. I would have thought that it would have always been Dean to say yes much sooner then it would have Sam, Sam always did seem to have more will power then Dean.
Dean kept going out and checking to make sure that everything was in the car that they would need, as if someone had moved something. Bobby kept going back to get more and more alcohol out of a cabinet, which every time Sam would accept another drink, every time. Sam never had seemed much like a drinker to me, but today was a day for changing I guess if you were ever going to. Castiel on the other hand could feel that there was someone in the room with them, but could not tell who and since I was not being a big threat to them he thought that he was just losing his powers worse and worse everyday. He just stood there nearest to the door that I was in and just listened to hear if I was alone or not, which I was and waited for me to pop out anywhere, I could see the sword sticking out of his trench coat. He would cut me into ribbons if I should myself, I knew that he would because of the fact that I heard that he had killed at least four angels in the past week. He was becoming good at killing his own kind, so I kept as far as I could without running into his arms.
" Is the Winchester going to say yes Victoria?" Someone asked me in my head, all I could do was ignore it and try to focus on Castiel, but nothing worked. " Victoria answer me!" His stern voice said again.
" Yes Micheal, he is going to say yes to Lucifer. Now please just leave me be, this will most likely be my last night on earth with Castiel." I sighed as I watched Castiel look behind his back and look me directly in the eyes but then went back to what he was doing, for a full human he still had a little angel in him.
" Good. Well I do not think that this is the way to spend a night with him, you may want to show yourself to him you do know." I could almost feel him smile as the voices stopped.
" Castiel." I whispered as I showed myself.
Three Days Before.
They took me before I even had the chance to say goodbye, before I had the chance to do anything but try to get closer to Castiel, to hug him before they took me. That is all that I rally wanted was the have the chance to say goodbye, but they had to take everything away from me. I knew that it was not going to be a good thing for the girl that I was in either, she was going to have to go through something that was almost as bad a hell, but without the pain for her. I was thrown into someone else's arms when we got to heaven, a tall man with a round stomach and white hair, that was all that I could see from him in the beginning. Then in time it had all cleared out and I could see heaven in it's purest form again.
For the angels it was many halls and many different rooms for all of us to have some free time in, which we never had anymore. It seemed more like a boarding school then it did heaven, but for us it was all that we had ever known and for most it was all that they would ever know. There was a feeling in there of home, of being someplace that was safe compared to earth and no matter how hard your day had been this was home and there was nothing to be worried about, there were always angels to talk to and there was always someone else that you could talk to if you went in their heaven and talked to for a little, which was against what we were supposed to do, but I at least always did it. There was a new feeling that was around here, there were many people that rushed around the halls and were in such a hurry that it was almost scary to watch, there was no peace around here and no feeling of home. It just seemed like there was nothing again.
" Well it is good to have you back again Victoria, we have been waiting quite a long time to see you again my dear." Zachariah smiled as he let go of all of my body besides my wrist.
" Go to hell where you belong." I spat at him as I tired to pull away from him.
" Still feisty like a little human I see, well we can change that." He said as he slapped me with the back side of his hand. I fell to the floor and to male angels helped me back up. " There we go, see boys. All that you have to do is smack them around a little and they will shut right up." He smiled a little.
" What should we do with her now that she is here again?" One of them said.
" Let me take a swing around with her, I can get her to tell me all of the things that the Winchester's have been planning and where they have been going." Raphael from behind me, his hand rested on my shoulder, gripping down hard.
" No Raphael, we have much bigger things for you to do besides take over a little girl who needs to be shown the way again. No go back to whatever it was that you were doing before we called you back up here okay?" He snapped and Raphael was gone from this place in heaven, sent to another place. " Much better, I really hate Archangels you know? They just get to me sometimes." He said as he turned to the window and then back to me. " But then what should we do with you. . . well we could through you back into prison for a little, see how much you like that. But from coming back from hell maybe that would be a little bit of fun for you." He moved around the room for a little.
" You could always just let me go, never see me again and forget that I even came here in the first place." I smiled as I had placed this idea into his brain. He just came over and punched me once again in the stomach.
" No, I have a better idea for you." He smiled as he moved to the boys that were once again holding me up. " Take her to one of the open rooms and have Hale spend a little time with her. See what kind of information he can get out of her. And tell him not to stop until he is pleased in the information he has gotten and in himself." My eyes widened.
Hale was well known for his skills in toucher of any kind, angels and humans alike he was known for how well he could get information out of. If you gave him five minutes with a knife and a human, he could tell you anything that you wanted to know about that person, from when they were born to how many times they have had an affair of his pregnant wife. If you gave him five minutes with an angels and a knife he could tell you what sins an angel has committed, where the have been committed, if they have ever thought of rebelling and who they have done all of this wife. He can get anything out of you that he wants to and will leave you bloody and broken if that is what it takes to get the information out of you. He is a scary bastard that I thought that I had gotten rid of when I had left heaven to begin with, now I knew that I was in some deep trouble.
" Well well, what treat have you boys brought me today." He said as the males lifted my head to show my face to Hale. " Oh my, we have a little rebelled angel back for a second term? Never had heard this from anyone before." He smiled as he moved everything off of his table and told the boys to place me there, which was a fight on it's own.
" Zachariah also send a message over with it." One of the angels said as he did not look Hale in the eyes, we were all afraid of looking Hale in the eyes, not knowing what we would see if we did.
" Well, what the hell is it? Does it look like I have all day to sit around and wait for you to talk to me?" He hissed as he started going through all of his tools.
" He told us to tell you to see what kind of information that you can get out of her. And also to not stop until you are pleased in the information you have gotten and in yourself." when he said this last part he started to smiled a little bit.
" Good, very good. I do like him very much sometimes. Very well that will be all for now. You boys can leave." He said as if they were his servants. " We are going to be having a lot of fun with you girl." He smiled as he stuck a knife deep into my stomach, it was cold there but I could feel the hot blood sticking to the knife, I yelped a little. " Oh did that hurt?" He asked as he turned the blade a little.
" Go to hell." I said as I spit in his face, that got him angrier as he pulled the blade up my stomach towards my chest.
" How was it like down there my Victoria? I hear that it is well. . . hell down there. The things that they do to you down there I guess that it's just one thousand and fifty percent better then what I myself can do, but you know, you still have to try and be the best." He said as the took the blade out and wiped the blood off on my face.
" You will never be able to be anything like hell was, trust me on that jerk. This is nothing like hell will ever be and I would not even really try because you just suck at this job." I smiled as I said the last part. Angel's must be weak if they think that this hurts.
" You just have to wait a little longer girl, I am just getting started with you. Trust me tonight we are going to have a little more fun with you then we have ever had before together." He said as he took out some holy oil, it was a great thing to just I guess if you want to hurt an angel. " Trust me, I can do a lot worse then just this." He hisses as he stuck it on the blade, it was not just holy oil, it was much more then that.
He was right though, we- well at least he was having a lot of fun, he had so much fun that he made all of it last for two and a half days full of fun. Full of cutting and ripping and burning all that he wanted to, but not a single word was spoken to him about the Winchester's, Bobby, or Castiel. One time he asked me where they were and I just got all of the blood in my mouth from when he had sliced a little of my lip and spat it back onto his face. I could not tell what was happening, either could he, but every time that he would step away from my wounds and every time that he would just stop cutting, the wounds would heal without either of us touching. The oil was the only thing that could make me scream though, if be placed it in a wound and it healed over, it would hurt so badly that I wanted to tell him everything in the world that he needed to know, but I refused all the same. When he would light it on fire was even worse though because it would hurt, of course, but it would reek as well. It smelled of a mixture of burning rubbing alcohol and dead animals. I would gag every time that he would light it on fire because of the simple fact that I was so un-used to the fact of being alive and being an angel.
Although the fact that he could not break me, it was still a challenge to him to get me to break and to get me to crack none the less. It turned more and more into a game for him everyday that we were together like this for, it seemed to becoming an addiction to him more then anything else. When he would yell for me to tell him something and he would yell at the top of his lungs and stick the knife down into a new part of my body, all that I could do was clench my teeth together and just hope that I would not tell him anything else. I would not break and that was all that I could really hope for, he would scream and scream and get so angry and he would hit at me, but never would be able to get me to crack just made him more puzzled and made me go harder and harder on me. He seemed to like the fact of a challenge in me because every time that I would not budge and he would give me a little break, he would smile and talk to me more and joke around, but still in the harsh type of way and then it would be right back to the slashing. One moment we both stopped- him from the stabbing at the time and me from the screaming and listening to the words that were in our heads.
" Castiel took all of us with him, we believe that the Winchester's are going to be coming into the room right about now." One angel spoke.
" Yes, he has and now the Winchester's are in the room." That was all that we heard for a few minutes, but Hale did not go back to tearing, he placed one of his many knifes onto the table near where I was laying. I could fee it with the tips of my figures, if I had enough time I would be able to grab it. Moments later the voices started back up again.
" Dean is willing to give himself up to you right now Micheal. You will have to come down here right away and come and get him, to make sure that he will not get away. Please, hurry!" One said, it was Zachariah, he was very pleased with himself.
" I will be down there when I please Zachariah. Just keep them down there for as long as we need to have him there for." There was another few minutes pause. I had the knife slipping toward my hands and was nearly in my full grasp now. Then there was something different to hear.
" They are getting away, all three of them! Zachariah is dead and Dean killed him somehow." Micheal shouted. " Someone has to go and get them!" He hissed.
" You might want to go and do that. It was a direct order and since your boss is kind of dead because of my friend you may want to go and get that." I smiled as Heal turned back at me and glared.
" I will be back for you, Bitch." That was my name by now, it was the only real thing that he had kept calling me for the past few days.
He was gone and the knife was in my hands, although I could hear people coming I was not going to stop until I had my hands and feet step free from the traps they were in. My hands and feet were tied down to the table and the way that I had the knife it was most likely going to cut deeply into my wrists, but I was going to get out and it would heal in no time, I knew this. It was a matter of minutes before my first hand was free and from there it took seconds to be able to set the other ones free as well. I knew that there were people that were coming to check up on me, so I got on my white shirt as quickly as possible and rushed to fly out of there and to someplace on earth.