Part Thirty Four.
"The world is indeed comic, but the joke is on mankind."
~ H.P Lovecraft
It had been almost 14 hours since Addison lay down to sleep that her eyes slowly fluttered open, and she looked around the almost dark room.
She raised her head and saw Castiel was still with her; she didn't know he had left and made the deal with Crowley.
She snuggled against his side and said, "How much longer till we meet with Raphael?"
His voice was quiet and calm as he answered her, "I met with him 4 hours ago."
"What?" She gasped sitting up and looking at him.
"And you told him we were going to work for him?" She asked.
"No, I fought him." Castiel told her.
Her eyes widened and she jumped off the bed, turning the lights in the room on.
"You… you look fine, are you hurt?" She asked, her heart pounded away inside of her chest.
"I'm fine, I won… for now, but he's going to rally his forces and a civil war has begun." He told her.
"How did you win, Cas?" She asked.
He wanted to tell her the truth, but he knew she wouldn't understand.
"I got enough angels to stand behind me and we showed him we had more power than he thought…" Castiel lied.
"Oh my god." Addison breathed out crossing her arms over her chest as she shook her head back and forth.
Standing from the bed and facing her he said, "What?"
"Cas… please tell me you didn't agree to help the King of Hell steal the souls from Purgatory." She said, her eyes searching his face.
"We agreed we wouldn't make the deal with Crowley. I only left here to speak to the other angels and fight Raphael." He lied, and was surprised at how honest his voice sounded
"Then why didn't you wake me up?" She questioned.
"You were still so weak." Castiel said, reasoning with himself that it was only a half-lie because she was still weakened from almost dying.
"You should have woke me up…" She said.
"I'm sorry." He told her, his words earnest as he was sorry for lying to her.
Walking up she reached up putting her arms around the back of his neck and lightly pushing her body against his, he rubbed his hands down her sides then stopped as he rested his grip on her hips.
"You swear to me that you didn't enter into some kind of deal with Crowley?" She asked her light green eyes searched his face for any signs of dishonesty.
"I told you I didn't." He said.
"I know… and I want to believe you. But I also want to believe that global warming isn't real… and each year there is more and more proof. It's just a little too convenient that Crowley offers you this deal and then you are miraculously able to get the power to start this war. I'm sorry for doubting you… but it all just seems like too perfect of timing." She said, swallowing hard after she spoke.
Letting go of her hips he sighed heavily.
"I don't know what else you want me to say." He said, clearly frustrated.
Just as he was about to own up and tell her he didn't have a choice but to make the deal with Crowley, she leaned in kissing him.
She knew Castiel was honest and couldn't lie to strangers, let alone her.
"I believe you." She said as she rested her forehead against his.
He slowly brought his hands back up and held onto her, barely able to hide the look of shock and sadness on his face. Shock because she had actually believed him and sadness because he had to lie to her.
After pressing another kiss to his lips she wrapped her arms around him, and smiled against his shirt as he hugged her back.
"I still wish you would have woke me." She said, but was just thankful he was still alive and that they had a chance at defeating Raphael.
"So… what exactly does this civil war mean for us?" She questioned.
"All the angels are going to pick sides; they'll either stand with me or Raphael. It's war so… there are going to be casualties." He said with a frown at the thought, they were all his brothers and sisters.
"Are Raphael's supporters going to be coming after me?" She asked.
"Yes." He said, his arms tightening around her.
"Okay. I'll just constantly be on guard." She said, holding onto him tighter when she realized they were both really going to be attacked.
~(3 months later)~
Addison stood in the living room of her family's lake house her hands on her hips as she looked at Castiel.
"I just don't understand why we can't at least try to pull Sam from the cage." She continued the argument they had been having for the past 20 minutes.
Castiel hadn't told her, but he had pulled Sam from the cage the same day that he had jumped in. But he knew something was a little off and he didn't want anyone to know he had pulled him out.
He knew Sam was working with his grandfather Samuel who had also been resurrected, gathering monsters for Crowley to torture for information to get into Purgatory.
He was afraid that if Addison found Sam, she'd put everything together and he didn't want her to know he was working with Crowley.
"We don't have the power to pull Sam from the cage." Castiel lied.
"Maybe we can talk to Crowley, then? I mean he's the King of Hell… the cage has to be related to Hell somehow, maybe he knows something." Addison offered.
"No, you cannot talk to Crowley." Castiel said. Crowley had been warned not to breathe a word of it to Addison about Purgatory, but he didn't trust the demon.
Addison's face showed a look of confusion.
"I can't talk to Crowley? Why not?" She asked.
"He wouldn't know anything about pulling Sam from the cage, and even if he did, he wouldn't help us." Castiel said.
"We could threaten him." Addison offered.
"No, Addison." Castiel said.
She let out a heavy sigh.
"Then what are we going to do? Just keep letting him rot in there?" She asked her eyes sad.
"We don't have any another option right now." Castiel said, looking around the living room of the cabin.
"I know we've got a civil war going on… but I'm stronger than I was before, maybe if I can find out where the cage is I can pull Sam from it." She asked, it was making her increasingly sad to think of Sam suffering in the cage.
"That's another problem, you're getting stronger." Castiel told her.
"How is that a problem?" She asked.
"You're not human anymore; your powers should be fully developed and stable. But you keep getting stronger." He said.
"I still don't see how strength is a bad thing." She stated.
He avoided her eyes.
"Why do I constantly feel like you are hiding things from me now? If you know something, I have a right to know Cas." She said.
"I don't know anything for sure, it's a just a theory." He said.
"Share it then." She said.
"Even before when you were mostly human, you grew stronger with every kill made by your powers; you got a little stronger when you killed demons, but demons aren't that powerful." He said.
He waited, but when she didn't respond he continued.
"But recently, with the war you've been having to use your abilities to kill angels… and angels are much stronger than demons, and you've been getting increasingly stronger. Healing faster, killing faster, not wearing down at a rapid rate." He said.
"I don't understand… what are you getting at?" She asked him.
"It's rare.. but I've heard that some Nephilim manage to syphon off a bit of power from every kill they make. It would make sense in your case, you keep getting stronger because you're killing angels, it's possible that you're absorbing a bit of their power from every angel you've killed." He said.
She thought about what he was saying, and it did make sense.
"I just don't know how much power you'd be able to take in before it starts to kill you." He explained.
"You think I'm just going to drop dead from it?" She questioned.
"Chances are you'd explode and possibly take a chunk of the planet with you." He said, without sugar coating it.
"Great!" She exclaimed.
"That's sarcasm, correct?" He questioned.
"Correct." She said nodding.
"But, I don't think it's an issue right now… it would probably be hundreds of years of steady killings before that would happen. You just need to use caution and try to avoid killing by your abilities." He told her.
"I am getting attacked almost every single day…" She pointed out.
Holding his hand out an angel blade appeared in it.
"When it's possible… use this." He told her.
"Okay…" She agreed taking the blade and remembering how she was almost killed by one.
~(A few days later)~
Addison looked around the large office and wondered why Crowley would need an office in hell.
After a little while she sat down on the desk facing the door of the room, and waited.
Crowley opened the door and walked in, stopping when he saw her sitting on his desk.
"What do you want?" He asked, shutting the door behind him.
"Why do you have an office? It's Hell… it's not like you've got paperwork you need to file away or anything." She told him as she remained sitting on the desk.
"For appearances… again, what do you want?" He asked her.
"Sam." She responded.
Crowley raised an eyebrow and smirked as he said, "Well, I believe Castiel will be upset at the news."
Her eyes widened, "No! I don't want him like that!" She exclaimed.
"I'm not passing judgment… just seems like you're more attracted to Dean. But I suppose moose is more your type." He said, still smiling smugly at her.
She closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Oh my god, I don't want either one of them like that. Must you twist every conversation into something sexual?" She questioned, an eyebrow arched at him.
Tucking his hands in his pockets he said, "With you… yes."
"Why?" She asked, her eyes slightly narrowed at him.
"I like to make you nervous. And you, Addison, you just make it so easy." He said, taking a few steps towards her.
Hopping off the desk and walking over to the side she said, "Do you know of a way I can get Sam from the cage?"
"Why?" He asked.
"Umm, obviously because he's my friend and I want him out." She said, with a slight roll of her eyes.
"It really wouldn't do any good to tell you a way to get him out." Crowley said, a little surprised Castiel hadn't told her Sam was out.
"I'm not asking you to put your ass on the line for this. I simply need you to point me in the direction of the cage and I will figure a way to get him out." Addison said confidently.
"You really think you've got that kind of juice?" He questioned an amused look on his face.
"I'm stronger than ever… wanna see?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest clearly not finding him amusing.
"Tempting… but I told you it wouldn't do any good. Sam is out of the cage already." He told her.
"What?" She gasped.
"Has been for 3 months now." Crowley told her.
"You're lying!" She accused.
"By all means don't just take my word on it… go see for yourself." Crowley said.
Addison thought for a moment focusing her thoughts on Sam until she was able to locate him.
"Wait… if he's in the cage and I port to him, will I get stuck in there?" She asked.
Crowley looked around his office.
"You… you're trying to get me locked in the cage! Well, I'm not falling for that Crowley." She snapped.
"I already told you. He's above ground." He said.
"I don't believe you." She said, her eyes narrowed at him again.
"Believe me, don't believe me… I don't care either way." He said as he started to turn and walk away.
She concentrated and he dropped to the ground coughing up blood and groaning in pain.
After a few moments she released her concentration.
He rose to his feet and looked at her, wiping the blood off his face.
"That was for trying to get me locked up with Lucifer, he happens to be mad at me because I tried to push him into the cage the first time we opened the portal." Addison explained.
She could see his jaw tensing in anger as he looked at her.
"Have a nice day, Crowley." She said, as she started to walk past him.
As she got to the door he snapped his fingers and she let out a pained groan and grabbed her head as she fell to the ground.
"Stop!" She shrieked as it felt like her brain was swelling and trying to break right through her skull.
He waited a few moments before he stopped.
She looked up at him from where she had dropped to the floor.
"I'm the King of Hell." He reminded her.
Taking a deep breath and trying to ignore the pressure still left in her head she stood and faced him.
"I could kill you." She said.
"Maybe… but chances are I might be able to kill you too." He pointed out.
"Lucky for you… I'd rather you be running the show down here. So I'm going to let you live… for now." She said.
"I think you should get going." He said, it took every bit of power he had to not try to rip her apart with the way she was acting towards him. But if he hurt or killed her, Castiel wouldn't help him get into Purgatory, and opening Purgatory was more important than getting revenge.
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me how to get to the cage." She argued.
His eyes locked with hers as he said, "Addison… you need to leave while you still can." His voice had a growl to it as he spoke.
She raised her hands and snapped her fingers. He flew across the room, breaking a tall wooden book case and fell to the floor coughing up more blood.
Addison walked over a few steps away from him. She looked down as he continued to make pained noises and spit up more blood.
"You know, the snapping in un-necessary… but I like the dramatic effect." She said, smirking at him.
"Stop!" He managed to say in-between coughs and blood pouring form his mouth onto the floor.
Raising her hand she snapped her fingers again, and it stopped.
"Let's review, shall we? I'm not leaving until you tell me what I want to know… I hardly sleep anymore, so I can keep this up for a long time Crowley." She said.
"Sam Winchester is alive, you unbearable half-caste trollop." Crowley growled as he angrily spit blood out onto the floor.
"Did you just call me a whore?" She questioned, her eyes dark as she spoke
He looked at her as he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped blood from his chin.
"So you know the meaning of the word trollop but not grouse?" He asked referring to an earlier conversation.
"I know some British slang…" She responded.
"Crowley… I don't entirely hate you…" She started to say but he cut her off.
"Makes one of us in this relationship." He responded.
"Anyways… so I don't really want to hurt or kill you. But the fact is, you're a demon and I don't trust you one little bit. Sam is my friend and I want him out of that cage and if that means I have to injure you in the process than so be it." She said.
"Come on." Crowley said taking a step towards her.
"You really wanna go for round 3?" She asked.
"You want proof Sam is alive, I will show you." He said, as he grabbed her arm.
They stood invisible in a warehouse with several people.
Addison's eyes widened as she saw Sam loading some weapons into a bag.
"He's alive!" Addison exclaimed.
"Told you." Crowley snapped.
"Why is he here instead of with Dean?" She asked.
"I don't spend my time following him around, I don't know." Crowley told her.
"I bet he just wants Dean to be happy out of the hunting life." Addison thought out loud.
"Are we done? This is getting humdrum." He said, looking over at her.
"Yeah." She said and watched as he disappeared.
She waited a few moments before porting back to him at his office.
"Thank you for showing me." She said.
He turned around from the table in the corner where several glass bottles of alcohol sat.
Taking a drink from the glass in his hand he said, "Do you have nothing better to do than pursue me?"
"I am not attempting to pursue you. I just wanted to thank you for showing me Sam was okay." Addison said, her words honest.
"My pleasure." He sarcastically responded, as he finished the drink off from his glass.
"And uh… sorry about all the blood." She said, looking down to the carpet in the 2 places where she had forced him to cough and spit up blood.
"Don't you have a civil war to attain to?" He asked.
"Again, I am sorry. But honestly the whole thing could have been avoided if you had just swallowed your pride and showed me sooner." She said, with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Are we done?" He questioned, wishing she'd leave him alone because he had a few monsters he needed to torture for information on Purgatory.
"For now." She said with a nod, before disappearing from the room.
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