Juliet demanded a bath, and Grandma offered to go on a supply run. So after giving her a bunch of fifty's, I sent her along her way.

Meaning Chuck was alone with baby Adena. Yes, I trusted him.

"This is awkward," he said to the infant. "Um…"

She smiled at him, and then went back to giving him her infamous stare.

In the tub Juliet had attempted 'swimming', haven't we all? After I'd washed her hair and stuff, I felt sick. Very sick.

I needed demon blood.

"What's wrong?" Juliet asked.

"Nothing, Jules," I lied, "Don't feel too good."

"But angels don't get sick," she said.

"Well I'm not average, kid," I told her.

When Grandma came back, she set off to clean the house. OCD or something. Or maybe she's just nice.

"Is this you, Lynn?" Juliet held up the Unfallen book.

I snorted, "Yeah. But my hair's not black."

"Yeah," she put the book back, "Can I stay the night at Matthew's? It's boring here." she asked.

"Sure," I got up. "Chuck?" I yelled. "I'll be right back. Put Adena down for a nap somewhere in a bed. Make sure you put her on her stomach!"

"What? What do you—" he said but we were already gone. "Aw, crap…" he slowly paced over to where Adena was laid. When she saw him she gave him yet another stare.

"Please don't do that." Chuck said. "That—that scares me a little." he lifted her up. "Ah…okay, okay. Come on."


Felton, Delaware

"Have you tried a ménage a uh…I can't ever seem to remember what French for twelve is."

"You took vessel in a French guy and you can't even speak his damn language?"

What the hell was Balthazar doing at Keri's? I knew he was here to get Jules for his so called 'Titanic Venture' before, but why now? I was intrigued…

I tapped the door, and the guy himself answered. "Oh. Hello Miss Logan, and fruity head." he greeted.

"Hi, Balthazar!" Juliet greeted, and then let herself in.

"What are you doing here?" I asked Mr. French.

"What are you doing here?" he asked back.

"Don't question me, dick," I scowled. "I got a bone to pick with you."

"Oh? Why's that—" I blasted him back before he could finish.

"Whooaaa!" stepping inside the house, I heard Emily gush that.

"What's going on?" Keri demanded.

"This assbutt went and took Juliet back in time, and got her hooked to wine." I explained. "Shame you're an angel," I told him. "You'd make a terrific dad."

I saw him wince at me, and then he blinked. "Gotta go, love. You can beat me later..." he pulled out a golden colored knife.

"What the hell is that?" I pointed.

"I've got someone to kill," he said.

"Kill? Who?" I asked.

"I bid you farewell," Balthazar concluded.

"Hell no! I'm going with you!" I grabbed his arm with the knife.

"Fine," he said. "But stay quiet."

"Yes sir," I grinned. Hey—if he's got someone to kill, I wanna contribute.

Yeah sometimes it's good to be evil.


Chester, Pennsylvania

So I saw why I had to be quiet. Balthazar raised his knife to stab Cas—what?

Wait.

Wait.

Breathe.

There was a blonde librarian chick with her back to us, in front of us. She wasn't human, this I knew.

Time was frozen around us. Wha-? I saw Sam and Dean looking up, frozen. A large box of sorts...or was it a piano? was about to drop on them. I held back laughing.

"Because, maybe you've heard," blondie said. "Fate strikes…when you least expect it."

This was true.

"Balthazar stop," Cas ordered.

Blondie faced us, and I saw she had glasses. I did like the look she was giving Balthazar as well.

"Ah," Balthazar said. "Awkward. Heh…"

Talk about a fail. Now, I pondered, where was Racquel? I thought she was attached to this guy by the hip.

Blondie faced Cas. "Set things right before I flick your boys off a cliff just on principle." she threatened.

"Uh, sweetie, before we go um, I could remove that stick from—" Balthazar offered.

"Don't…try me." she gave another glare I liked.

"Ah. We'll leave it inserted then..." this guy was more perverted than Gabriel!

"Don't worry, Lynn," Cas must of read my mind.

"Lynn?" Blondie repeated. "As in the Lynn Logan? Lucifer's daughter? Who helped stop the prize fight?" she asked.

"Nice to meet ya, what's your name?" I asked sarcastically.

"Her name is Atropos," Cas introduced. "She is Fate."

"One of them," she corrected.

None of us spoke.

"Awkward..." I mocked.

"Alright then," Balthazar said as Cas nodded at him. "Let's sink the Titanic." Then zip, we were gone.


Felton, Delaware

"So how do you know that guy?" I asked.

"We…have a history..." Keri said.

"History?" I repeated, and she shrugged. "Oh. Enough said." I sighed.

"How do you know him?" she asked me.

"Well…I heard from someone," thinking of Dean, "That he smoked the crap out of Raphael's vessel." I looked at her, "Raphael's—"

"One of the Archangels. Go on." Keri said.

"Oh. After I had an…experience," remembering the future. Jasper's kids older, Phoenix, and older Addy. "I met him afterwards."

"I see," Keri sat led me out onto the patio, where I saw Juliet, Matthew, and Emily running around.

"Where's Jasper been?" I asked.

"Heaven," Keri said, crossing her legs. "Helping Castiel with the army." she explained.

I looked at her carefully. "You're an angel. Aren't you."

She looked at me. "I don't know."

Was she lying? I didn't know. I remember I hated lying when I was a kid. Always honest. Inherited from Daddy-Devil of course.

"I'm human, that I know," she added. "I was abandoned when I was around four. A couple found me crying in a dumpster. They adopted me." she explained. "When I found out I was a little…different, that was when I met Balthazar. I had Matthew five years ago, then I met Jasper just after I'd gotten pregnant—"

"Wait," I said. "You were pregnant before you met Jasper?"

She nodded. "About three weeks in at the time."

"Wait—" I gasped. "Matthew's not-?"

"No. Don't tell him. I made myself believe that Matty was his, but I knew I couldn't deny it anymore. By the time I realized who his real dad was, I knew if I told Jasper it would ruin him." Keri explained sadly.

"Who's the real-?" I asked seriously. Keri gave me the same 'shrug' she did earlier, and then it clicked.

"So how do you know that guy?"

"We have…history."

I looked over towards the joyful-faced kids. "Are you saying that Matthew...is Balthazar's son?"