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Chapter 16:

A few more days passed, and while Dean was with Crowley busy in the search of Death, the last horseman, Alexis stayed with Sam and Cas.

"Sammy," said Alexis.

"Hmm?"

"What are you up to?"

"Nothing,"

"Liar,"

He sighed.

"After we open the cage, we will need to push Lucifer in. I will do it, I will tell him yes and then jump in," said Sam.

"No!" protested Alexis hotly.

"She is right; you will need to drink a lot of demons' blood to get your body strong enough to be Lucifer's vessel, and if you fail in the war between you and Lucifer, he and Michael will destroy the world," explained Castiel.

"So, what can we do?"

"Maybe…" her voice trailed off.

"Alex?" asked Sam.

"I need to go, I will talk to you soon," said Alexis.

She kissed Castiel's lips and with a wave to Sam, she ran out, leaving Sam and Cas to stare at the closed door of the motel's room.


Alexis paid for a room in the motel, away from the room she left Sam and Cas in.

She sat on the floor and closed her eyes.

"Joshua? I know you rarely leave heaven, but I need to ask you something,"

She waited patiently.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, one hour, and two hours.

Her eyes were still closed when she heard a voice.

"Keep them closed my dear girl,"

"Joshua?"

"Yes, I am not in a vessel and my grace will blind you, so keep your eyes closed,"

"O.k. Joshua, is it true that I am Castiel's soul mate?"

"Do you have the same heaven?"

"Yes,"

"It's rare, angels don't have soul mates, but Castiel is a rare angel I suppose,"

She giggled, "Yes."

"Then yes, you are soul mates, I am sure you already noticed that it changes you,"

"Yes. Do you think…"

"Yes?"

"Do you think that I can stop the apocalypse without losing my brother? I have an idea but…"

"You're a brave and smart girl, have faith,"

"But you said God doesn't care anymore,"

"Faith is a strong power; it doesn't matter if you have faith in God, or just in yourself. Have faith my dear girl,"

"Thank you," she whispered as his voice trailed off.

Alexis pulled out her cellphone and dialed the number 666.


"Crowley?" said Alexis to her phone.

"Well, well isn't it the-"

"If you are still with Dean don't let him know that you are talking to me," she cut him off.

"Interesting. What can I do for you?" he risked a glance at Dean, and found him looking bored.

"Does Lucifer have a cellphone?"

"Yes,"

"Do you know the number?"

"Of course,"

"Can you give it to me?" she asked with a huff.

"What are you up to?"

"Stopping the apocalypse, you?"

"I don't think-"

"Give me the damn number or you will be sorry,"

"Oh?"

"Crowley!"

"O.K.! I will text it to you, no need to get you panties in a twist,"

"Jerk," she mumbled and hanged up.

Her phone beeped and she got a text with a number and the words 'No need to be mean love'. She rolled her eyes and called the number.


Lucifer looked at the unknown number on the screen of his cellphone.

He was sitting on Crowley's throne in hell.

"Hello, the devil is speaking,"

"Amm… Hi. It's Alexis, Alexis Winchester,"

"I am pretty sure that I told you that I will not take you instead of your brother for a vessel, and that I don't have your boyfriend," he stated.

"Again, I am not offering and I already got Cas back, he is fine,"

"Good for you little one. Now, why did you call me?"

"Where can we meet? I want to talk to you,"

"I am in hell at the moment," he said, curious to see her reaction.

"How do I get there without dying?"

"Practical and fearless, I am impressed,"

"Well?" she asked.

"A demon-"

"I don't trust demons," she cut him off.

"And you trust me?"

"Your core is pure, you are an angel,"

"It's a naïve thought but I will give you that one. Where are you?"

"Chicago, Illinoi."

"Mmm… can you get to the bar in the north of the city? Its name is 'The devil's dance',"

"Give me an hour," said Alexis.

"Sure thing, love,"

She ended the call and went back to Sam and Cas.


"Where did you go? We were worried," said Sam.

"It doesn't matter. I need to go again and I need you to trust me and don't do anything until I am back,"

"It's about the apocalypse? You have a plan?"

"Yes. If it will work, our troubles will be over, some of it anyway. If not, we will need to think about a new plan. I need you to have faith in me, and give me some time," explained Alexis.

"How long?" asked Cas.

"Wait what? No. she can't go alone she is a kid!" protested Sam.

"I have faith in my little Alexis," said Cas in a warm smile.

"Sam, just give me a few hours, a day top. I will be fine," she promised.

"Dean is going to kill me, but o.k. I will let you try whatever it is that you want to try,"

"Thank you, Sam."

Then she turned to Cas.

"I love you, puppy,"

"I love you too. Stay safe,"

"I will do my best."

She kissed Cas' lips, hugged Sam and went out of the room.

"Dean will kill me,"

"Probably," agreed the angel, making Sam to frown at him and sigh.


Alexis took a cab to the bar.

"Why are you waiting outside?" said Lucifer above her, since she was sitting on the curb.

"The doorman didn't let me in, I look under age and my FBI badge is at my bag that's in my motel room,"

"First, you are under age according to my knowledge, and second, FBI badge?"

"How do you think we get access to crime scenes when we hunt?"

"Oh. Didn't though about that,"

She shook her head with a sigh.

Lucifer offered her his hand.

She took it, stood up and they were gone.


Lucifer and Alexis got to Crowley's throne room.

Alexis released her hold on Lucifer's hand and looked around.

"Not my decor,"

"I know, it screams Crowley,"

"He gave you my number, didn't he?"

"Yes."

"Stupid dwarf,"

"I agree,"

Lucifer stared at her for a moment and then chuckled.

She looked at the dark room. Big throne, desk, books' cabinet full of old books and even older scrolls and a black leather couch.

Lucifer sat on the couch and gestured for the seat next to him.

"Something to drink?" he suggested as she sat down.

"From the hands of the devil, in hell? No thank you,"

He laughed.

"Let's start with some background, what do you know about angel-human soul mates' relationship?"


"She told you she has a plan apocalypse related and you just let her go?!" shouted Dean.

He was back at the motel, with Crowley and Death's ring.

"Ah… yes?"

"Sam!" shouted Dean.

"She would have go anyway, at least now we know what she is doing,"

"Do we?"

Crowley cleared his throat.

"What?" three voices called at him.

"Well, I may know where she is, and I may tell you,"

Dean glared at him.

Crowley just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Talk!" called Sam.

"She called me earlier today, asked for the devil cellphone number, which I gave her. So, if I will need to guess, the Mini-Winchester is with Lucifer, probably in hell, maybe in a restaurant or some other place in the city,"

Dean turned to Sam. "And you just let her go?!"

"I will call her," said Sam.


Alexis just finished telling Lucifer about her and Cas soul mate connection when her phone ranged.

"What's up Sammy?"

"Ooh its Sam, tell him I said hi," Alexis glared at him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?!"

"Hi Dean," she sighed.

"Get back here, right now!"

"Nope,"

"Alexis Claire Winchester, get back here or you will get in so much trouble-"

"Dean, I am fine, and I will come back soon. Besides, Cas will know if I am in trouble. Tell him that I find out that we are soul mates and asked him to explain it to you,"

"Soul mates?"

"Bye Dean,"

She finished the call and turned off her cellphone.

"Now, where were we?"


"So, what do you want? You and Cas are soul mates, how it has anything to do with me?"

"I think that I can make this body work for you,"

"You think? And if I agree than what?"

"I have faith. Then you don't need to use Sam, and no apocalypse,"

"What's the fun in that? And you forget Michael, he wants me dead,"

"I will kill Michael. But no apocalypse. Do we have a deal?"

"Hmm… it sounds like a good deal. What am I supposed to do if I am giving up on the apocalypse?"

She shrugged. "Go study, get a job, have some children, go travel. The world is big and you were locked up for ages,"

He offered her his hand for a shake.

"You got yourself a deal, little one,"

She took his hand and shook it.