I'm sitting in our bedroom when Dean walks in late in the evening. He ignores me and brushes his teeth at the sink. I stare at him waiting for an apology. When he's done, he lays down in the bed and turns away from me.

"You're really going to ignore me" I spit out

"Yup" he mumbles into the pillow

"You're a real piece of work Dean Winchester! I understand you're upset and angry that I didn't tell you, but you could at least apologize for hitting me!" I stand up while giving my speech and storm out of the room.

I make it into the hallway before I hear his voice yelling back at me "you know I didn't mean to touch you!"

I swivel back around and he's standing at the door way staring at me. I storm back towards him "yea, but you did!" I get in his face.

He stares at me before his hand finds my neck and pulls me close to him. Our lips finding each other's and forcefully kissing. His tongue pushing open my mouth, his other hand wrapping around my lower back. He lifts me up into the air and I wrap my legs around him. He walks back into the room and falls onto the bed. I tear at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin on top of me. He pulls off his pants and I wiggle out of my underwear. He quickly puts on protection and thrusts inside forcefully. I moan in pain and pleasure. It's still 2 weeks before the doctor recommended we can have sex again but I don't care. I arch my back as he works his body over me. My hands find his back and I scratch down when I orgasm. Dean's accomplished smirk is on his face for making me finish first. I flip over and go on top of him. If he thinks he's going to get the best of me, he has another thing coming. I know what he likes and will make him happy. I sit up and move the way he likes. His eyes glaze over and he digs his fingers into my thighs. His panting picks up as he finishes and now I'm the one smirking.

I roll over, now laying next to him. He turns his head to look at me. He rubs his hand on my cheek he hit "I'm sorry about that" his fingers rest.

I lean my head into his hand "I know" I smile back softly. "and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.. We had good reason" I start to explain but he sighs and I stop talking.

He moves his hand and sits up against the wall "I know your reason, I get it.. I would've rushed back here without a second thought." He says "I'm still not happy, but I get it"

"So angry sex anytime we get mad each other and everything will be okay?" I smirk towards him

"I'm good with that" he smiles back. I get up to use the bathroom and wince in some pain pulling my shorts on "oh shit. I forgot, are you okay?" Dean leans up

"I'm fine" I tell him turning back to look at him over my shoulder "except let's not fight again for another 2 weeks and actually wait."

"Are you sure you're okay?" He pushes again

"Yea" I wave him off getting off the bed. "I'm fine" I put my hand out "Can you go check on Paul?" I ask. We put him in the bassinet in his room and plan on buying a new crib soon.

"Sure" he says and I leave the room. I barely make it into the bathroom when I hear Dean call out "SAM!" I know that scream "HAYDEN" he calls to me desperately next.

I get there first and stop in my tracks behind Dean when I see it. Lucifer standing in the room, holding Paul.

"What's wro..." Sam stops in his tracks behind me. We all stand there, frozen like statues as he holds our baby close to his chest.

Castiel walks slowly past us into the room "put him down Lucifer" he says with trying authority.

"Hello brother, you don't look very well. What's wrong?" Lucifer looks up to Castiel.

"Put him down" is all Castiel replies

"Did the scribe of God get to you? Are you the reason they all fell?" His hosts eyes stare at Castiel.

"You know Metatron?" Castiel tilts his head

"Of course. He should be the one locked away in a cage, not me. I would never intentionally banish the Angels from heaven. I only want what's best for us." Lucifer explains

"Cas" I squeal out noticing Paul moving in his arms, scared he will wake.

"Give me the baby Lucifer" Castiel reaches his arms out

Lucifer stretches his arms out slowly but then stops "give me Metatron" he smirks back

"What?" Dean says out loud

The Devils eyes turn to us "I want the one responsible for my brothers and sisters fall. He needs to pay for the pain he has caused"

"Fine." Castiel says turning back

"Cas, no" I say stepping in front of Dean. "He knows where your grace is. We need to get it back or you'll die"

"No Hayden, we need Paul here with you and Dean." He looks to me with his clear crystal blue eyes

"But you'll die" I whisper out.

"I'm okay with that" he smirks to me and his eyes work past me to Dean "I'd do anything for Paul" he tells us, but more importantly his friend, Dean. Dean walks past me and gives Castiel a quick hug. "Let's go get him" Castiel says when he pulls away. The 3 of them leave the room and it's just Paul, Lucifer and myself. My stomach turns in knots as he holds my baby, it turns violently ill thinking that Castiel will die once they hand over Metatron.

"Take me" I say to Lucifer.

"Why would I do that?" He asks with a side ways glance

"They will give you Metatron, let them find Castiel's grace first! He is your family, you don't want him to die! Take me as leverage!"

"Interesting. If I wanted leverage, I could just take your son here." He gestures with his eyes down to my baby.

"Dean and I will stop at nothing to get our son back.. He would be more determined to get to you then finding the grace. You'll get a hold of Metatron faster if you have me." I explain. He ponders this for a minute before looking back to me "please" I plead. He may be a devil, but he once was an angel.

"This could be interesting. Let's go" he smiles turning back to put Paul down into the crib. I scribble a quick not on a piece of paper whiled his back is turned.

"D,

I made a deal. Not just for Castiel, for all of us. We need him. Find the grace then turn Metatron over.

Please, find his grace before coming for me!

I love you.

H"

I put the pen on the table and turn around "okay. I'm ready." He walks over to me and puts his hand on my shoulder.

When I blink, we are suddenly in a dark, damp, unfamiliar forest. "Where are we?" I ask

"Somewhere safe" he smiles wickedly.

"And where would somewhere safe be?" I ask back

"The portal to purgatory" he finally looks to me

I gasp in fear "why?" I tremble out

"Not right now, but for assurance. If your dearest Dean try's anything, I'll send you there.." He shrugs with the same evil smile.

"He won't" I assure him, trying to assure myself as well.

"If I know the Winchesters, and I say I do.. They'll stop at nothing to get one of their own" he speaks to me

"Things change" I say back

"Why?" He laughs back "because you have a child now? The Winchesters don't do things by the book when one of their own is at risk, you'll see"

"No. They will find Castiels grace and they will trade me for Metatron. You'll see" I stand my ground.

He shakes his head at me "Poor little girl, dreaming of the perfect ending.. There is no such thing" I ignore his comment and push my self against a tree, looking away from him. "You know" he says walking towards me, wet leaves crunching under his feet "you could be happy. I can erase all these memories, you can start a new life."

"Why would I want that?!" I spit out whipping my head to stare at him

"Because you can have a better life, one without monsters, sadness, worry, and sorrow" the fallen angel touches a piece of my hair.

I flick his hand away quickly "that's not how I feel!"

"Of course it isn't, my apologies" he smirks taking a step back.

I sigh out. Unfortunately, he's kind of right. I adore Paul and Dean. I love them with every ounce of body and soul inside of me, but this isn't the life I want for us. I'm okay with Dean hunting, I could've left a long time ago if that was the problem. I'm just tired of the in depth horror our lives are becoming. Between the darkness inside Dean, the mark of Cain on my son, our family dying, it's not a life I want my son to have. When Dean is gone, half of my heart is with him, and I'm scared for the day he doesn't return alive again, or doesn't return at all. The wind brushes past me and brings me back to reality. I shiver as it hits my bare arms. My eyes flutter to Lucifer who is walking away from me. "Where are you going?" I call after him

He turns his head "a storm is coming, unless you want to be caught in it."

I look up at the sky and the setting sun is casting dark blue and purple hues over the incoming ominous clouds. I don't want to follow the devil, but I don't want to get caught in the storm. I walk forward, following him from a distance.

After walking for about 20 minutes, in what felt like a circle to me we come to a cabin. It's made of real wood from the forest and there's smoke emitting from the chimney.

"is someone there?" I look to him wearily

"Your in the woods with the devil and you're worried about who I have inside" he emphasizes the word I when he says it.

He stares at me and I don't respond, knowing that he's right. We walk inside and I stop in shock. There, chained to the wall in the corner by the fire place is Crowley.

"Crowley" I look to Lucifer

"The former king of hell. Demon" he spits out the term

"Hayden, what a pleasure" Crowley half smiles seeing me, his typical clean cut, fitted suit covered with soot and dirt.

With a snap of his fingers I suddenly have a chain on my leg attached the other wall. "What's this for?" I ask moving the chain letting it clink against the floor "I came here willingly, I'm not going to leave"

"You've been with the Winchesters. Forgive me for not trusting you" he turns from me and leaves the cabin.

I sigh out heavily and fall to the ground against the wall "what a guy" Crowley says sarcastically

"Iike you're any better! You kidnapped me when I was in labor!" I yell at him letting the memory fill me with anger.

"You weren't chained, besides, I knew Dean would make the trade. You weren't in any danger" he defends himself

"Oh, alright. That makes everything better!" I roll me eyes.

"No can we please figure out a way to get out of here" Crowley stands

I look up to him "I'm not trying to get out" I tell him

He looks at me confused "what? You just want to be the Devils pet?"

"I'm not his pet, he's going to trade me for Metatron when the time comes" I explain for no reason in particular

Crowley laughs a deep laugh "right!" He keeps laughing. I stare at him intently until he realizes I'm not joking "that's not how he works" he looks at me "he'll get what he wants and then kill you"

"No. It was a deal" I say back

"And you trust the bloody devil to keep a deal? You're senile!" His accent thick with disgust

"Whatever" I return to him, not wanting to talk about it anymore.

We stay in company of one another in silence until Lucifer returns sometime later.

"Are these chains still necessary now that your back?" I ask him after a few minutes.

He looks to me and snaps his fingers, letting the chains fall free "hey, I've been chained for a week!" Crowley cries out. Lucifer throws his hand up and Crowley is pushed back into the wall.

"Disgusting rotten thing" Lucifer mumbles

"Why are you even keeping him alive?" I ask. Crowley's eyes wide with betrayal

"I need the first blade.. And he's going to give it to me" he explains "when the time is right"

"When is that?" I ask walking over to the table

"When I have Metatron"

"He's going to use their blood, mix it with your sons to open heaven up for all angels! Including himself!" Crowley spits out quickly

Lucifer turns his head around quickly to the demon and he now has a muzzle like contraption covering his head. "What?" I ask the man husking the corn

"Yes, I will open the heavens again. I will return home and finish what I started millennial ago."

"My son?" I ask

"He's the only living being with the mark of Cain now. It must be him" he turns to me with a smile

"No! You wanted Metatron! That's it!" I tremble

"Oh, don't worry. I've already gotten the blood from him" he puts the corn down and pulls a vile out of his pocket. I stare at it speechless, unsure of what any of it means. After another moment I decide not to lunge at the powerful being. Instead I slowly walk to the table and take a seat.

"Keeping him here won't get you the first blade" I explain

"Silly girl" Lucifer smiles "you're thinking too much. Don't worry about my plans, just worry about your self"

"What do you mean?" I ask unsure if he's threatening me or not. He doesn't respond, instead he continues to clear off the table and cook something.

A while later there is one meal on the table. Corn with potatoes and a salad. Lucifer walks over to where I'm standing by the window "are you going to eat?" He asks

"Oh what?" I ask startled by his close presence. I look to the table "uhm. I'm not really hungry." I say passing on the meal.

"Eat" he says sternly. I nod my head and walk over to the chair. I sit down, place the napkin on my lap and slowly bite into the corn. "I'm being a gracious host, you should be thankful" he spits out annoyed

"I am" I try to assure him taking another small bite

"Don't patronize me!" He yells loudly. A light breaking over head and glass falls onto the plate. I shield my head as it trickles down.

He leaves the cabin in a huff without chaining me. I brush myself off and quickly move my way to Crowley. I pull at the contraption on his head "you trying to get us killed?" He finally speaks

"Shut up. I'm trying to get you out!" I move to the chains.

"Why would you do that?" He asks staring at me

"Anything to slow him down!" I say. The chain needs a key. I move to the kitchen and go through the few draws. Nothing but utensils and old scrap papers.

"Try the bedroom!" Crowley hisses in a thick Scottish accent. I move over to the room and the keys are sitting on the night table. I run over, grab them, and hurry back to Crowley's side. I use the key and he forces his leg out of the cuff when it opens. He moves to the back door of the cabin and turns to me "you coming?" He gestures outwardly

"No. I can't go, he'll go after my son" I explain to him

"Nonsense! He'll kill you after releasing me" Crowley impatiently stands

"No. He can't. He needs Metatron and Dean would kill him if he kills me" I say

"Your funeral" he turns around and opens the door

"Crowley, wait!" I shout out to him. He turns and looks to me

"That favor Dean owes you, it's paid!" I stare the demon in the eye. He nods his head and disappears once he steps foot out of the cabin.

I put the key back where I found it after locking the chain back up. I move to the kitchen table and take a deep breath, I bang my head against the corner of it, feeling blood start to trickle down my cheeks. I sway as I stand up and try to balance using the table. I put too much weight on it and it falls to ground and I fall with it. My hand gets cut on a piece of glass and I crawl away from the rubble.

I don't know how long I'm laying there before the door to the cabin opens. "Where is he?" Lucifer calls to me in a deep tone walking through the room close to me

"I.. I don't know!" I lie

"Where. Is. He!" His voice louder and his eyes fire!

I crawl back to the wall in fear, or what I hope looks like fear "someone came, I was knocked out!" I lie more. "I don't know what happened"

"Liar!" He yells raising his hand. I'm off the ground and against the wall, my lungs being crushed without air. "I'm not going to ask again" he warns me

"I told you the truth" I squeak out slowly. He tightens his fist and the air is completely non existent now "you can't. You'll never get Metatron!" I quickly get out with air I have left.

I drop to the ground and gasp. The air hitting my lungs like a train running wild. I'm still gasping when a pair of feet are at my side, my eyes drift upwards and Lucifer bends down "I know you had something to do with this!" And his foot connects with my face.