Thirty-Six

There was a deadly glint in her eyes as she sat in the bushes and watched the demons finish off what was left of that family in Yellow Stone National Park. She should have stopped them but she couldn't get Sam's words out of her head.

You're no better than Azazel…

Lily winced inwardly.

One of the demons stopped what he was doing, throwing the body of the mother to the ground like trash. He walked over to the child crying in the middle of what was left of his family. "Maybe I should possess this kid?" he laughed.

Lily licked her lips as the familiar stench of dark energy filled her very soul.

You're right little brother, she thought as she walked out of the bushes. I am no better than Azazel if that's how you wanna play it. She walked casually towards the demons that were rummaging around through the family's supplies.

"Hello boys!" Lily shouted, grabbing their attention. She threw her wings out behind her, showing the boys exactly what she was.

"Oh look," laughed a demon wearing a meat suit that looked like he was a gang banger. Lily had decided to call him Q because of the gold chain he was wearing with the letter Q. "The Winchester's mongrel sister is here to play."

Lily kept her composure as he came up to her.

"Where's your little angel?" he asked her.

She shrugged. "Dunno. Don't care."

"What are you doing here?" another demon questioned. She was wearing a pretty little brunet waitress as her meat suit. The name tag read Melanie.

Lily slammed her hand straight into Melanie's chest, grabbed her demonic energy tightly. She screamed as Lily pulled at her energy, the black power shot up through her arm straight into her Grace.

She looked up at the sky, and released the empty host. She could feel the demonic energy swimming within her Grace once more. It made her feel so alive. She clicked her fingers, freezing the demons in place, no use running after a meal these days.

Lily groaned and opened her eyes before she made her way over to Q. "There are two ways that this can end," she told him. "You die, or I die. And I'm not in the mood to die today."

Q lashed out at her, she grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back until the bone broke. She laughed and slowly wiggled her hand into the back of his head until she gripped his powers.

"Oh you're an old one?" Lily asked him. "An older demon is like a fine wine. Gets better with age."

"I'm sure we can work something out!" Q offered.

Lily laughed before she ripped out his power. "Nothing to work out," she growled. She glanced backwards and felt a strange sensation flowing through her wings. Black splotches were emerging through the feathers, starting to spread like the Black Plague she had introduced to humanity all those years ago.

"I'd say somebody's over reacting to a little fight with their siblings," came the familiar voice of her former partner-in-crime, Crowley.

"What are you doing here Crowley?" Lily questioned as she took care of the last demon. "I could suck you dry."

Crowley laughed. "Oh would you darling?" he laughed. "It'll be just like old times. Remember when we burst the St Francis Dam in 1928? It was March 12th, nice little night. Moon was shining in the night sky, hundreds of souls making their way to heaven or hell, people screaming for help. I fucked you on that little piece of land that we watched the dam collapse from."

Lily smirked. "I do remember that."

"How about we dance the tarantella?" Crowley offered with a grin on his face. "Or we can travel the countryside and wreak havoc like we used to in Mesopotamia. There is always the Titanic. A little glass of champagne as we watch the unsinkable sink."

She looked down at the cowering little boy and knelt down to him. "Tell me what you want Crowley," Lily frowned as she whipped the blood off his face.

"I have a gift for you," Crowley spoke.

Lily looked back at him as her old lover came walking over to her with Samuel Colt's gun in his hands. Her eyes widened. "Is that the Colt?" she asked him.

Crowley nodded. "It is indeed. When the darling little Bella gave the Colt to Lilith she gave it to me for safe keeping. I thought that I would give it back."

"Not out of the goodness of your black little heart," Lily frowned. She stood up and the little boy clung to Lily's leg like his life depended on it.

Crowley laughed. "Of course not. Now where is the fun in that?"

"So what do you want?" Lily asked again.

"I want to be King," he replied.

"Well I'm sure we can break out in a song and a dance," Lily shrugged. "I'll even get you a meerkat and a warthog."

Crowley laughed. "I'll give you the gun if you agree not to disrupt my take-over of Hell when you finish Lucifer and if you agree to grant me one favor in the future. Any favor of my choosing."

Lily hesitated. "Ok."

Crowley held out his hand. "You know how a deal is made in this world, Ariel. Or do you go by Lily these days?"

"Lily," she replied. She messed the little boy's hair up. "And yes I do remember it."

"I also want to add in a little clause to our contract," Crowley added.

"What?" she frowned.

"A little reminder that made this deal with me," he smirked. "An Enochian brand like the one Castiel gave you. A blood debt."

She blinked. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," Crowley smiled.

"Letting someone brand you is an intimate thing Crowley," she informed him.

Crowley nodded. "I know. I still want to do it."

She sighed. "I accept. And I also want you to make Bobby walk again."

"Well it's time for a kiss than isn't it?" Crowley grinned as he agreed to her added clause. He grabbed a hold of Lily and pulled her in for a rough kiss.

I'm the only Winchester who has never made a deal! Lily thought as she sealed her deal with Crowley. Well I guess we're all fucked now aren't we?

Crowley was grinning when he finished the kiss. "Thanks for the kiss love," he smiled. He lifted up her hand and showed her the brand of a semi-circle with a cross through it, Lily hadn't even notice when he burnt the mark into her arm. He handed Lily the Colt as well as a box of twelve bullets. "A bonus because your kiss was so divine. I suppose that's what happens when you find yourself married to an angel."

Lily looked down at the boy who was still clutching onto her leg. She couldn't leave him here and with his dead parents and the wild animals.

Bobby would know what to do.

Bobby always knew what do to.