Twenty-Six

It was daylight when Lily woke up.

She opened her heavy eyes and found herself lying on the side of the highway, a glory mess or blood surrounding her. She clutched the hunting knife in her hand tightly, her whole body shook in protest when she sat up.

Lily looked around, trying to figure out where she was but when she saw the street lights working perfectly above her she found herself at a loss. "What the fuck?" she frowned before she pulled herself to her feet with a frown on her face. Her right arm was covered in blood from where she had started cutting through the flesh, deep, thick gashes were cut into her arm.

"You're such a drama queen," someone spoke from behind her.

Lily turned around, ready to defend herself from attack. She stopped when she saw who was standing beside her was basically the archangel version of an overactive puppy. "Gabriel," she breathed.

"Someone had to stop you otherwise you would have hacked your arm off," he replied. He grabbed the knife off her and threw it into the bushes.

"Did you pull me out?" she asked him.

"Zachariah doesn't have as much power as he thinks he has," Gabriel replied. "And I didn't think it appropriate that you have to see Deano's stupid plan get himself and everyone else killed. Your precious Cass included."

"What do you know about it?" Lily demanded to know.

"You're much more human than you think you are," Gabriel laughed. "Don't forget, I flew the coop earlier than you did, I looked after you when they threw you out. I took care of your wings whilst you were healing-by the way, congratulations on the clean-up. Not many angels can say father has forgiven them."

Lily clutched her fists tightly. She glanced down at her wrist to see that Castiel's tie was no longer wrapped around her wrists. What had been witnessed…"It was a warning," she sighed. "Zachariah…I'm gonna fucking kill him."

"I'm surprised you haven't already," Gabriel laughed when he linked his arm around hers so they could walk through the park that they suddenly found themselves in. "You have the ability."

"Just not the gateway back into heaven to do so," Lily sighed. "I may have been 'cleaned-up' by Him but I still cannot go back."

"After all this time I'm surprised you actually want to go back to heaven," Gabriel remarked. "Or are you a sucker for punishment? Maybe you can tell Cassie that you and you can work on the whole BDSM thing."

"And they say I've been living with humans for too long," Lily laughed.

The two angels sat down on a park bench.

"There has to be another reason why you pulled me back," she dug.

"So I can't help you out of the goodness of my heart?" Gabriel asked.

"You've run around pretending to be the Trickster God for hundreds of years," she retorted. "Playing with the Pagans."

"I see your point," he replied.

Lily sat back and watched as people hurried around the park in their own little world. None of them had any idea what was happening in the shadows.

"Sam and Dean are going to cause a lot of damage in the future," Gabriel informed her. "There's a lot of talking going over angel radio about Dean and Sam. They need to play the parts they were born for."

"Play their parts?" Lily laughed. "Play their parts? This isn't a TV show Gabriel! They don't have parts to play."

"Lucifer will go on and on and on causing damage as he goes," Gabriel spoke. "He will ride Sam like the good little pony he is and Michael will use Dean as his own personal angel condom. No matter how much you stamp your odd little human feet you can't stop it."

"I can try," she answered stubbornly.

"You haven't changed at all," Gabriel laughed. "Just as stubborn but now fighting for the little guy. Who would have thought that Ariel the Malevolent would develop a fondness for humans?"

"Call it my guilty little pleasure," Lily laughed. She stood up, "you keep yourself away from Sam and Dean," she warned.

"Me?" he smirked. "I'm a harmless little flea. Dean should be back by now, you might wanna do the sister thing, and find him."

"You know I can't," Lily replied. "Cass did the Enochian carvings on their ribs."

"Whatever," Gabriel yawned.

Lily laughed as she walked down the footpath in the park. Paris was always lovely at this time of year, she could see the Eiffel Tower from the park she was in, Champ de Mars. Gabriel had always been fond of the French, she was surprised he hadn't taken himself a French host.

She pulled her cell phone out and sent a text to her brothers, it was time for them to sort their shit out.