August 8, 2010

Grandma's back. Juliet is still gone. Jackson continues to go AWOL. And no word from the Winchesters. Today I had Addy with me, Alice was out with Paul; Jack and Nick went for a boys night out.

Adena was giving me her infamous stare, her sapphire eyes extra wide as usual. If they weren't big and curious, I'd say something was wrong. I forgot to tell ya…back at the convention in Denver, I bought her a onesie with the Impala on it. Classic I know. I'll make sure that Adena grows up with an Uncle Dean and Uncle Sam.

After giving her a bottle, I laid her on her stomach for a nap. "She really is adorable," grandma said, sitting on the couch, plucking her brown curls. "Looks just like Nick."

"Yeah," I agreed. "But...she's also Lucifer's." I reminded unhappily.

I felt grandma tense. "Are you going to tell her?" she asked.

"I don't want too," I admitted. "But sooner or later she'll ask how we're sisters." I explained.

"Right," grandma agreed. "So where is Juliet?" she asked.

"With Balthazar, I guess." I told her.

"The godfather fascinate?" she said angrily. I tried not to laugh, remembering when she slapped and snagged the angel. Ha. "Have you heard from Lyra?" grandma asked then. "Or Carmen?"

I shook my head. "Carmen's been missing..." I told her.

"Missing? When?" she asked.

"Err...the afternoon before me and Jackson went to get Juliet," I remembered. How long ago was that? Wait...it was when Lyra and I saw Eclipse. "June 30th." I said.

"Over a month? I pray nothing happened to her..." grandma sighed. "What about Mr. Kindle or Jamie?"

Mr. Kindle-? Oh Castiel. Oh wait again...she doesn't wanna say 'Jasper'. Thinking of my dead brother would make her sad. "I think Ja—...Mr. Kindle's busy upstairs. Leader of the army and such," I assumed. "And Jamie's still a little messed up. What I don't get is why the holy oil and fire didn't like...kill us a little when we got tortured." I wondered.

"That only has full effect on full angels. Jamie is a Nephilim...correct?" grandma said.

"Uh," I said. "What does that mean again?"

"The father is an angel, the mother is human." she explained.

"Ohh," right. Annalise. I kinda like her. Not Freaking Flynny though. "Then yeah he is. That stuff doesn't affect them, because they're half-human?" I guessed.

"Right," grandma asked. "I believe it didn't have the full effect on you either because...you're..." she trailed.

"Half demon?" I finished, and she nodded.


An hour later, grandma and Addy were asleep. I took the time to speak to the devil himself.

Lucifer? I waited. Lucifer. Helloooo. Luci. Daddy devil. I sighed. Dad!

Hello Lynn. We haven't talked in a while.

Yeah. I guess. Tell me about Eve.

Eve?

Yeah.

She was the first human female ever made I believe. Why?

She's pissing me off.

She's there?

Yep. How do I kill her?

Oh, no, Lynn. You can't do that.

Are you serious?

Yes. As far as I know. But you know me.

Yeah, yeah. Mr. I-Hate-Humans. Thanks. I opened my eyes, feeling exhausted. One more thing?

Yes?

Do you know anyone with orange eyes? I asked, black hair?

He was silent. Listen to me. If you come across him, get as far away as you can.

Who is he?

Someone bad.

Worse than you?

Well. No. Maybe. Just get away if you see him.

But he saved me.

What? When?

When I was in the future, thanks to Death. I slammed a holy molotov on you, oh good times, and Addy was gonna kill me—

Addy? he repeated.

...Adena. Before she would of killed me the orange-eyed man came and took me back home. Turns out I actually met him during the Apocalypse.

This is not good. Not at all. I would kill him if I was up there.

For real?

Yes. He is dangerous, with bad intentions.

Oh right. Because yours were sooo good? I almost laughed.

Yes. I sighed. Promise me you will stay away from him.

Okay. I will. he did sound serious. Talk to you later, Luci-Lou.

Lynn? One more thing? Copier.

What is it?

You haven't told anyone about...him. Have you?

Nope. Don't plan on it. Later. Who we're talking about, you ask? Ha. Like I'm gonna tell you.


After hacking a laptop to mess with Facebook some more, I got rid of the computer and sighed. What to do? I laid down on the huge blue silk blanket next to my sleeping sister, undoing my hair. Ugh. Still sucks that Eve and I have the same hair. Screw that.

I kinda wished it was the Apocalypse again. We only had one intention—kill daddy devil or send his ass back downstairs. We did lots of other things along the way too...

Met Raphael, killed Paris Hilton, ha just kidding. It was a pagan god of sorts. Speaking of—now I remembered the chick with fire, Kali, I think. Was she still alive? I kinda hoped so. Anyways...we met Jesse, who again I wondered if he was okay too. I remember the poker playing witch, Patrick. I wouldn't mind playing him a few hands. Meeting Gabriel, Ellen, and Jo. All the crap in Carthage...

Helping Martin at the 'Oklahoma MI' quoted Jack. Meeting the orange-eyed man himself. Oh god...I freaking hugged that guy since I thought I was going crazy from the wraith. Going back in time to meet Sam and Dean's parents, watching Michael incinerate Anna. Another angel was there too...Uriel? Yeah. Think so.

Then Famine rolled into town. That was fun. Then I met Adam, and briefly Juliet's daddy prick, Zachariah. Then...it was like a hammer of the gods at that hotel. Gabriel dying...something I never wanted to see again. Heaven sucked. Then it was Detroit. And then Stull Cemetery. Need I say more?

After my vessel, or...Danielle, got weak, guess who dived downstairs? That's right, me. Fun, fun.

HEY, THANKS! Making me think of Hell again. Subject changing now. I saw Adena start to shift, not good. She needed another hour to sleep. Putting my hand on her back, I felt her fall back asleep again. Good.

Then what the hell, why not take a nap too?