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Chapter 17

Lizzy, Vicky, David, and Sam

Victoria and Sam stood at the door of the large white house waiting for someone to answer.

Victoria kept running her hands around the buttons on her coat, a habit she developed when she was anxious.

Pastor David Williams opened the door. He looked tired and hopeless. Victoria felt a twinge of sympathy for him.

"Vicky," Victoria cringed at the nickname. "Thank goodness you're here, the police have been no help whatsoever." He looked at Sam, "I didn't know you were bringing a friend."

"This is Sam. He's a colleague, and friend, yes."

"Thank you for waiting till ten to come. I was finally able to get rid of all the church folk."

Sam closed the door behind him.

"Where are the kids?" Victoria asked as David led them into the formal living room. There was a sofa and two chairs across from each other.

"Upstairs." David muttered.

Sam and Victoria sat next to each other as David sat across.

"Sam, do you mind interviewing David?"

Sam nodded and looked at Victoria's brother-in-law.

"First of all, I'm very sorry about your wife's disappearance, we will do everything we can to find her." Sam sounded sincere.

Victoria smiled inwardly as David nodded solemnly.

"You say Elizabeth disappeared from your bedroom, can you describe how that happened exactly?"

"We were sleeping, I heard Elizabeth moving around. I looked at her and at first she looked like she was surprised I woke up. She was doing stretches as she was putting on clothes. Not just any clothes either. Her best dress. Well, it was actually a dress she never wore because she thought it was too revealing. I asked her what she was doing. She just looked at me, she didn't respond. I turned over to turn the light on, but when I looked back, she was gone. It was like she disappeared."

"Did you notice anything after she left, any smells, sounds?"

"No, but right before I woke up I think there might have been a light. I thought Lizzy just turned the light on, but when I opened my eyes it was dark."

Sam and Victoria looked at each other.

David looked down at his hands.

"It's been the hardest on Abel, he hasn't talked since his mother went missing."

"How old is Abel?"

"He'll be eighteen in two weeks."

"We need to talk to him."

"Vicky, didn't you hear me? He hasn't talked to anyone, not even me."

"We need to try. Bring him down here and then leave the room."

"This is my house, where you are a guest, I'll bring Abel down here but I'm not leaving my boy."

Victoria looked her brother-in-law straight in the eye. "I am here solely for your benefit. If you would like to know what happened to your wife, I suggest you bring your eldest son down here immediately and leave him with Sam and me. Otherwise, I see no point in our staying."

"You don't care about Lizzy? She's your sister for crying out loud!"

Victoria closed her eyes and took two deep breaths. Three may have been more beneficial.

"David, my sister and I have never been what you would call 'close'. Every time our paths would cross she would insist upon telling me that I was not following God's plan for my life. She had expressed innumerable times that my soul was doomed. I was thirteen when she told me that for the first time, a child. She has never offered me anything but judgment. I have more feelings of sentiment for you then her. And I don't really care for you. You asked me to come, so I came. Out of respect for a familial bond that really isn't all that strong. Go get your son."

David rose to do so.

Sam looked at Victoria once Elizabeth was out of the room. "Tor, I…"

"It's okay Sam, I wanted to help him, I still do, but it's difficult to help someone who you know has no respect for you."

"I respect the hell out of you, if that helps."

She smiled at him, "It does. And I you. Your interrogation skills are revolutionary."

Sam laughed as David brought Abel into the room. She closed the door after he crossed the threshold.

"Hey Abel, have a seat." Sam waved his hand toward where David was sitting.

The young man looked terrified. His skin was pale and he was sweating. He kept wringing his hands together. His foot bounced up and down.

"Abel, I don't know if you remember me from Christmas 12 years ago, but I'm your mother's sister."

Sam looked at her. Victoria shrugged.

Abel nodded nervously.

Sam decided he better take over.

"Abel, whatever you tell us, we'll believe you. Dealing with things that are weird is kind of our job."

The young man looked back and forth between them.

"Can you kill him?"

"Kill who Abel?"

"Him, the devil, Lucifer."

Sam and Victoria leaned toward him at the same time.

"What?" They said simultaneously.

"Last night, he came to me, in a dream. He looked like the girl I had a major crush on that died in a car wreck last year. It was weird. She was trying to get me to let him use my body. She said I was the perfect vessel. That I could have anything I wanted after he was done. I said no. She got angry, then she became sweet again. She said she could come back to me if I agreed. I still said no. The next morning, when daddy said mama just sort of vanished, I thought that…"

Victoria sat back on the couch. How were they supposed to beat the devil? She never thought the devil would appear in the form of her sister. She chuckled at the realization. She quickly realized how inappropriate that was and sobered up.

"Abel," Sam began, "We will do everything in our power to…" Sam was interrupted by a 'woosh'.

Victoria gasped as Elizabeth, or now Lucifer, was standing behind Abel.

"Sam, long time no seeies. How have you been? Oh yeah, I don't care. What do you have here?" His eyes widened as he took in Victoria.

"Sam, you found a Chosen One? One of Daddy's little pets? Of course you did."

Victoria and Sam stood as he walked closer to them.

Victoria swallowed hard. She could feel his immense power, it radiated from him. She tried not to look as terrified as she was. He stopped about five feet in front of them. Ezekiel taught her how to hide an Angel blade in her coat sleeve, and she took the slightest comfort in feeling the cool metal against her flesh.

Sam motioned for Abel to leave the room. As he tried to get up Lucifer forced him back into his seat with a slight hand gesture.

"Don't leave yet little buddy, the party's just getting started. You see this one," he gestured to Sam, "just like you, rejected me again and again. Can hurt a fella's feelings. I had to choose a woman for a vessel. Really gets confusing with the pronouns. But she was just so willing. All I had to say was that I was an Angel and she just let me come on in. I'm sure you'd have a lot more brothers and sisters if guys in her high school knew that trick."

Abel tried to rise again, this time from anger, but once more Lucifer bound him to the chair with a slight move of his finger.

"I actually think I like this vessel. Women just have something men don't, I can't really explain it. It's like sassy incarnate. I just feel so much more, feisty. You know what I mean Chosen One?"

Victoria truly didn't.

"Take this dress, for instance. No man would look this good in anything. Your sister's a hottie, which I guess makes me a hottie now. What do you think Sam?"

Sam completely ignored Lucifer's monologue and got straight to the point.

"I thought you were better now. That Chuck apologized. I thought you were different, you fought with us."

Lucifer looked at Sam questioningly. "Yeah, I was different, but then Dad went on family vacay with his sister, who, oh yes, tried to kill me. And by the way, working with you and that brother of yours is pretty much worse than the cage, I'll never do that again." His eyes narrowed as he looked back to Victoria. "I wonder if Dad would come back if I killed this little gem. He did put a lot of effort into you." He shrugged his shoulders, "Let's see."

Sam tried to step in front of Victoria but she effortlessly pushed him aside. She felt a familiar warmth in her palm and as Lucifer raised his hand toward her, she did the same to him. Two incredibly bright lights charged at one another. Victoria felt her body weaken immensely as each second passed. He was incredibly powerful. She fought against the pain and tried to strengthen herself mentally as each light tried to overcome the other.

Sam quickly ran to a wall and cut his hand open to draw the angel banishing sigil.

Victoria felt herself losing, his light was overcoming hers. She tried to fight it, but she knew she was over. She felt blood leaving her nose and eyes. She could taste the metal on her tongue. Lucifer's light was an inch away from consuming her when he vanished.

Victoria collapsed to the floor and Sam rushed to her side. Blood was pouring out of her eyes and nose. Sam took off his jacket and tried to hold it to her face.

David walked into the room and yelled. Abel ran to him and told him to get towels.

Sam pulled Victoria onto his lap and yelled, "Cas!"

Instantly the angel and his brother were in the room. Dean kicked the coffee table aside so they could surround her on the floor as well.

"What the hell happened?"

Cas put his hand to her forehead. "I can't heal her, what is this?"

Sam replaced his jacket with the towel Abel offered him. The young man then escorted his father out of the room.

"Her sister isn't missing, she is Lucifer's vessel. She showed up here and tried to kill Tor."

"Tried?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, she held her hand up to him and it looked like their forces were fighting. She held him off long enough for me to draw the sigil."

"She fought Lucifer?" Cas looked at the broken woman bleeding profusely onto the towel Sam held to her face.

Victoria had never been in so much pain in her life. She felt like her internal organs were on fire, as if they should leave her body, as if they were foreign. Her throat was stabbing her by some means, her eyes burned as if they were suns, and she was conscious of every hair inside her nose, because each one hurt. She knew from the immense pain she was alive. She wanted to know if Sam was too. She focused all her energy on getting her eyes to open. Slowly, and even more painfully, they did. Once they were open for a moment they thankfully stopped burning.

Sam kept maneuvering the towel so the blood could be better absorbed. He stopped moving when he saw her eyeballs move beneath her eyelids. When she opened her eyes they flashed the same blue they did when Cas put all his memories into her mind. Only this time, the flash lasted longer. Once it was gone Sam put his hand on the side of her face.

"Tor?"

"You're okay?"

Sam sadly smiled. "Yeah."

Victoria looked towards Dean and Cas.

"Hey guys."

Dean and Cas each smiled as they relaxed and sat back on the floor.

"You scared the hell out of us." Dean said as he started to stand up. Cas followed suit.

"Sorry." Victoria muttered. She tried to sit up but the effort caused blood to rise up her throat. She coughed a little before blood came spewing out of her mouth onto the bloody towel on the floor next to her.

Cas turned away, Dean walked over to him.

"I can't fix her Dean." His eyes were intense, disappointed, and sad.

"She doesn't expect you to Cas. She'll be okay, and stronger. She fought the devil today, and she's still here."

Victoria felt a tiny bit better after vomiting the blood. She felt she was able to sit up and speak. Sam helped her lean against the couch. She looked at him. He was covered in her blood, but his only concern was her.

"Cas?" It was the first time she called him by his nickname, but she didn't have the energy to say the rest.

He walked over to her and knelt down.

"Get Mary and do the thing." She put her hand to her chest.

Cas squinted his eyes. "You want me to carve the warding into her ribs?"

Victoria nodded slightly. "And me."

"You're very weak, Victoria, I don't want to injure you further."

She looked at him pleadingly.

He reluctantly put his hand on her chest. She inhaled sharply before he disappeared. The sharp breathing caused her to cough up more blood.

It took ten minutes for Castiel to bring Mary back. They saw why when she had bags with stuff for all of them.

She dropped everything and went to Victoria.

"Oh sweetie." She would have started wiping the blood off her face but there was nothing to wipe it with.

Victoria smiled slightly at her.

"How long do we have?" Victoria pointed to the sigil.

"A few hours at most." Castiel said as he nervously paced back and forth.

"Dean, can you…"

"Get these jokers branded and out of the house?"

Victoria nodded gratefully.

"Come on Cas." Cas looked at Victoria one final time before leaving the room with Dean.

Mary went over to the bags she brought. She got out a change of clothes for Sam and one for Victoria.

"I'm going to go find the master bathroom and draw you a bath."

She went out of the room.

"Tor, what you did, how did you?"

"I don't know, it just felt like what I should do, but I was losing Sam, had you not banished him we all would have been dead. That's what he was going to do. Kill me, then you, then Abel. You saved us all."

"You bought me the time to do it. And you pushed me out of the way."

Victoria looked at him, "I told you Sam, you can't always be willing to sacrifice yourself. You're too important."

Mary came back in the room. "Everyone is running around like crazy out there. Cas is having to prove to your brother-in-law he's an angel. I think he's getting put out. Sam, pick up Victoria and follow me."

"Oh, I can walk." Victoria quickly learned she couldn't as she didn't even make it six inches off the floor before she began to feel the blood rise in her throat.

Sam scooped her up and followed his mom. Victoria felt conspicuous and silly.

"Sit her on the edge of the tub and go across the hall and shower." Mary handed him the clothes she brought into the bathroom.

Sam did as he was told. Mary closed the door behind him.

The warm water soothed her pain riddled body. Mary stood close watch to make sure she didn't pass out and drown. It took three wash cloths to get all the blood off her face.

She didn't know how long she was in the bath, but when she got out she felt marginally better. She could walk without any bleeding, which was a big improvement.

Mary and Victoria joined the men in the living room. All the other inhabitants of the house were gone.

"We need to go." Cas kept looking around, making sure they weren't being watched.

Mary went and got the bags from the other room. When she got back, she handed them to the boys. "Take those to Victoria's car, we'll be there in a minute."

Sam drove to Victoria's apartment. Mary, Victoria, and Cas were cramped into the minute backseat. Sam kept checking on Cas who was behind the driver's seat.

"I'm fine, Sam." Cas always remembered that no matter how one was doing, humans always said they were fine.

Luckily, the drive was a short one.

"Your house is warded."

Victoria looked at the Angel. "Yes, but you'll be fine once you're inside. Ezekiel said that the warding makes it more or less invisible to other Angels, but once you're inside your powers will not be affected."

Cas continued to stare at the outside of the apartment. The others made their way inside. Victoria turned back to talk to Dean. "You'll have to physically shove him in the door."

Dean took Cas by the arm and dragged him inside.

Victoria slowly made her way up the stairs and collapsed onto the right side of her bed. She fell asleep almost instantly.

"This guy takes up more of our time."

Sam furrowed his brow at his brother.

"Really Dean?"

"Look, I just wanted a couple of nice, ordinary hunts. But no, Lucifer has to ruin our lives, again."

"It's my fault he's out." Cas looked at Dean and then the ground.

"Cas, we discussed this, you did the right thing. We needed him to take out Amara. You were the only one strong enough to say yes. Besides, I thought he would be better now."

"Apparently he's upset about Chuck's holiday with the being that tried to kill him."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he was going to kill Victoria in order to see if He'd come back."

"Still with the Daddy issues?"

"Seems like it, yeah."

"But he's still all murdery?"

"According to Victoria."

"So, he's got to go back?"

Sam nodded. Cas leaned back on the sofa. Mary brought in a tray of tea.

Dean sat forward on the couch.

"You know who we gotta call."