Thirty-Eight

Lily groaned inwardly when she heard the annoyingly familiar voice of her brother Gabriel calling her in the back of her mind.
He was at Bobby's place, apparently he had some information about Lucifer's where about's but didn't want to give it to Dean. Dean was about two seconds away from setting him on fire with the holy oil according to Gabriel.
She watched the boy Tommy from the reception desk of the hospital as he was interviewed by the police. She made sure no one noticed her but she wanted to make sure Tommy was ok. When the police finally left the boy alone to sleep on the Doctors orders she went into the room and sat with him until he fell asleep. She felt a pang of sadness inside her, it wasn't right to be exposed to this crap at such a young age.
Gabriel called her again, there was panic in his voice as well as impatience. Dean had the holy oil out.
Lily let Tommy's hand go and willed herself to go to Bobby's place. The only problem was that as soon as she arrived, Lily felt her Grace being pulled further down than she was willing to go.
She landed in the panic room with a sickening crack. Laying there dazed, Lily realized quickly that she had been set up.
Dean lit a match and threw it at the ground around her.
The fire rushed up quickly, trapping Lily in Bobby's little weekend project. She picked herself up staring daggers at Gabriel. The archangel stood there with her family but unable to meet her eye.
"Let me out!" Lily growled.
"How did you get the Colt?" Castiel questioned her.
"Honey let me out," Lily warned him. She tried to throw her powers out but each time they hit the wall and slid off harmlessly. "Damn it!"
Castiel shook his head. "No. I was under the understanding that Crowley had the Colt. Did he give it to you?"
"What's it matter?" Lily snapped.
"It matters because we don't want you doing anything stupid," Dean told her. "I made a deal, went to hell, kick started the apocalypse, dad made a deal and he died, Sam danced with Ruby stupidly and now Bobby can walk again, we have the Colt and you're not telling us how!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "Let me out Dean Winchester or so help me, I'll-"
"You'll what?" Sam asked coldly. "You're stuck in the holy fire. We could leave you here until you answer the question. Where did you get the Colt and are you feeding again?"
"YES!" she snapped. "YES! IM FEEDING AGAIN! ARE YOU HAPPY SAM?! I, Lily Mary Winchester, am feeling on demons again. My Grace is already tainted to the point where they don't recognize me as an angel or a demon so who cares?"
Dean glared at her. "You stupid son of a bitch!"
Lily groaned. "What do you care?"
"I'm your brother and I care," Dean answered. "Sam cares, and Cass loves you. Hell Gabriel even cares about you."
Lily stared at Gabriel then looked back to Dean. "Crowley gave me the Colt..."
"I knew it!" Dean informed her.
"...For a price," she finished.
"WHAT?!"
The sound of four men shouting what at the same time was very loud.
"What price?" Castiel demanded to know.
"I agreed to stay out of his business when he moves to take over hell when Lucifer gets put back in the cage," Lily answered. She looked down at her arm and ran her hand over Crowley's brand mark. "I wanted him to fix Bobby's legs and so he-he agreed to but I am to be at his disposal for a blood debt sometime in the future."
"Could you be any more stupid?" Sam snapped. He pushed himself up off the wall, "well that settles one thing. You really are a Winchester, only a Winchester could be that stupid. Why did Crowley come to you?"
"We have...history," Lily confessed.
"History?" Castiel inquired. He watched her as a sickening feeling vibrated up from his stomach.
"Don't make me say it," Lily groaned.
They waited.
"We were lovers for over fifty years," she admitted before she sat down in the circle of holy fire. "Crowley said it was for old time's sake and I had no reason to suspect he was lying because the one thing Crowley can't do to me is lie."
"Demons lie," Sam advised her. "Demons always lie."
"Crowley can't lie to me because I'm the one that set him free from hell," Lily reminded him. "Remember? I introduced humanity to crossroad demons. Remember?"

"Crowley could ask you to repay him any way he likes," Castiel growled. "I will not allow him to hold that kind of sway over you Lily."

"You can't stop it!" Lily argued.

Dean sighed. "Cass let her out."

Gabriel cross his arms. "No," he ordered. "She can stay there until she detoxes herself again."

"NO!" Lily screamed. She got up and slammed her fists up against the walls of the holy fire. "LET ME OUT! YOU CAN'T KEEP ME IN HERE!"

Bobby came down the stairs and whispered something to Dean.

Dean looked at Sam with a sigh. "We've got a problem."

"What?" Sam asked. He turned his back on Lily and watched his brother.

"Jo and Ellen called from Carthage, Missouri," Bobby answered. "Whole towns being plagued by Hellhounds-Ellen said Lucifer's been sited."

"Let me help!" Lily pleaded.

"No!" Dean snapped. "Sam will stay here with Lily, Cass, Bobby and I will go."

"Why can't I go?" Sam frowned.

"And what am I?" Gabriel asked. "I'm more than just a pretty face."

"Because Lucifer still wants to wear you to the prom," Dean reminded Sam. "And Gabriel you're just plain annoying."

Gabriel shrugged. "Still doesn't mean I don't want to help."

"Cass!" Lily whispered. She placed her hand up against the barrier, "Cass please don't leave me like this."

"You did this to yourself," Castiel reminded her. "You went out and fed again, our father cleaned you up and you went out and spoiled your Grace again…you're better than that."

Lily stared at the floor, a blush spreading across her face. "I'm sorry…I love you."

"I love you," Castiel replied. "But I'm still mad at you."

And just like that, it was only Sam and Lily.