How's everyone fairing during this lovely Apocalypse? Got enough toilet paper? Well, I'm not a demonic zombie yet so I'll continue my scatterbrained story that is not going anywhere near where I planned.


Chapter 28

I awoke fuming. My parents had lied to me my whole life and now Michael thought he could just grace me and have me sleep? Who did he think he was, his dad?

Someone had moved me to a bedroom, but it didn't take long for me to find the kitchen where the two sides of my family were gathered in an awkward silence. Michael noticed me first, but not soon enough to grab my hand before it left a mark on his face. "No angel-ing me. Got it? I am not a child and you are not my parent. Trust me, I've got enough of those." Michael didn't seem to hear the anger in my voice, or maybe he just found it amusing, because he began to laugh. "What?" I asked self-consciously. "Stop laughing!"

The angel wasn't stopping, so I went to pound on his chest again, but he grabbed my hands, "You're so cute when you're angry, Meg, because you are a kid. Castiel is a kid compared to me, and he's still ancient."

"Well I'm not and I'm never going to be, so you can treat me as an adult or not at all." Maybe I was being a brat, but this wasn't the first time Michael had played tricks on me. Gabriel was the Trickster, but at least with him I knew what was going on. Michael would probably always be a mystery to me. I'd been in his mind, but he's changed so much in the 20 or so years since. I felt like Michael was still changing, still developing, and he probably always would be.

"Technically," Dean interrupted from the couch. "You aren't an adult for another three years, so well I thoroughly agree with you not listening to him you do still have to listen to us."

Maybe I pouted a little bit as I slouched down on the couch. Isn't it within a girl's rights not to always be the strong, mature, hero?

"You should have told me," I sighed looking between my fathers. "I had the right to know."

Cas sat forward when he spoke to me, "You still do, and we planned on telling you. You just were still too young."

"Too young?" I flung back at him. "I'm 15."

"Exactly!" An exasperated Dean replied. "Fifteen-year-old girls are supposed to go to the mall with their friends, have a boyfriend, get drunk…not know they're part angel!"

"When you were fifteen you were raising Sam and killing monsters," I reminded Dean with a look. "And at 15 Cas knew very well he was part angel, he was all angel. Age is just a number that's never really applied to me….besides, I do have a boyfriend…he just happens to be the Archangel."

Michael winked at me from the corner, and I had to hold back a grin. You're mad at him, Meg, remember?

But I wasn't mad at him anymore, really I wasn't mad at any of them anymore. I just wished they'd stop trying to protect me because it really wasn't working out all that well.

"I want to know everything." I deserved that-no more secrets, no more lies, just the full, unadulterated, truth.

Castiel sighed, "You kind of already do. I never met your mom, so it wasn't until I met you and saw the grace inside you that I realized she was nephilin and that made you one too. I managed to lock the grace up so you couldn't use it and no one could see it. We didn't even tell Sam…how Lucifer knew."

"My brother knows everyone's weak points; even those they're not aware of themselves," Michael explained looking at me fondly. "It couldn't have taken long for him to figure out just who the destined vessels would be."

Right. Me as my boyfriend and my brother as Lucifer: the great destiny we would surely fulfill.

"Normally when a guy wants to get inside of you…" I tried joking, but the crack in my voice surely showed my concern.

Michael came and knelt down at my side, "That's not the plan. That's not what I want. You may be my most powerful vessel, but you're not my destined one." What? Michael didn't mean…

"Michael and I had a discussion, probably one long overdue. Even with Gabriel's help, he doesn't think his vessel is strong enough to kill Lucifer without collateral damage." Collateral damage- that meant widespread death. "Winchester blood would turn the tide and his options are you…or me. So, I offered to go instead."

"What!" After all this time, all this fighting, Dean would just accept Michael's request. Dean changing his mind was so out of character I'd almost say he was possessed…

Of course he'd change his mind for you. It's going to be dangerous and if someone is going to end up dead he wants it to be him. Dean Winchester, sacrificing himself for family. How much more in character can one get?

"We're not doing anything right now," Michael comforted with a sad smile. "You just wanted the full truth and this is it. We have to find my brother first and after the losses he sustained yesterday he'll be hiding out thinking of a plan."

But then he'd come out of hiding, and my boyfriend would possess my dad and who knew if either of them would come home.