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Chapter Warning: This chapter contains some heavy stuff. Elizabeth is dealing with the effects of being Lucifer's vessel and Victoria is dealing with the effects of her sister being used in such a manner. The upcoming chapters will go back to the adventure / drama / bonding / and slight humor (I hope) of some of the other chapters.

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Chapter 21

Goodbye. And Hello. Then Goodbye Again.

The day had come.

Crowley wouldn't agree to help unless Victoria was in another state.

Sam said Victoria would be better help than Crowley, but Rowena wouldn't help unless Crowley did, and they needed Rowena. Dean knew the sneaky bastard was up to something, but he couldn't help it, they needed the witch.

Victoria anxiously awaited news. She was scared, anxious, and any other word synonymous with terrified. She was scared for Sam. She was scared for Dean and Castiel. She was scared for her sister and her nephew.

"Really? A summoning? You could've just given me a call. I mean we're besties. Right Sam?"

"Go to hell, Lucifer."

Castiel brought Victoria back to the barn. Her sister was lying unconscious in a circle of holy fire that Victoria extinguished before she walked to her side.

She was fine, uninjured. She could feel her nephew's presence. She could read his thoughts. They weren't evil. They were pure, even. The thoughts made her feel calm and reassured.

"Good evening, Victoria."

Her heart stopped when she heard it. That was the voice, his voice. She dared not turn around for fear she was dreaming. But she had to.

It was him.

"Ezekiel?"

He nodded and smiled. Victoria ran to him. He held his arms open, welcoming her embrace.

Sam had a hundred thoughts going through his head just then. They had defeated the Devil for the umpteenth time. They were going to have to make some type of plan for the Devil's spawn, and they just saved the world, again. But the thing that mattered most, in that moment, was that his best friend was hugging the one Being whom she loved more than him. And in that moment, jealousy and fear outweighed all the other feelings in Sam's mind.

Dean had seen Angels come back from the dead. But always only Cas. Because in his mind Cas was the only one that mattered. He knew Ezekiel was good. He knew it. He didn't mind the fact there was another angel on earth. He minded that the other Angel was going to take his brother's girl. He knew she wasn't his girl in the typical sense, but she was his girl nonetheless.

Castiel knew team Free Will had saved the world again. He knew he played a part in that. He knew he was important. He also knew Sam might lose the girl he had grown so close to, and he might lose his charge and the girl who inspired him to greatness.

"How?" Victoria broke away to look at her angel.

"You prayed for a miracle."

"I missed you."

"I knew nothingness, Victoria, and yet somehow, I missed you too."

Ezekiel touched the collar of her coat. "You're a sentimental human, aren't you?" He smiled as he looked at her.

"It was all I had."

Ezekiel put his hand on the side of her face and wiped away her tear with his thumb.

"Hey, sorry to break up the little reunion, but, what the hell?"

"Dean Winchester, Sam, I am Ezekiel. Although I have a very strong suspicion you knew that already."

Ezekiel looked at Castiel. "Hello, Brother." Castiel smiled and they hugged. Dean rolled his eyes.

"That brother crap always gets you in trouble Cas, remember?"

"I have heard tales in my very short time back on earth about my brethren. For their crimes against you and your brother, I am sorry. For their crimes against my brother, I can offer nothing but condolences and reassurance you will always be welcomed in Heaven."

"You're not staying? To continue my training?" Victoria Doyle turned from the strong woman she was into the frightened girl she used to be in the presence of her angel.

"You have surpassed my expertise, Victoria. Castiel is a far better Guardian than I could ever have been. You need him, not me. I am needed in Heaven. I was brought back for a purpose. Initially, I thought that purpose was you. Upon seeing your success, however, I realize that my purpose was not to be with you, but with my brothers and sisters in heaven. They need guidance. I think I can lend it. Not to mention the fact Holden has a family now, they need him. Be strong, Victoria. You too are needed."

Victoria nodded as she looked towards her sister.

"You will come back from time to time?"

"Yes. I can hear your prayers, and I hope that sometimes, you will hear my thoughts."

He kissed her forehead, and with a 'whoosh' he was gone.

Sam didn't know if he was more sad or relieved.

Dean knew which he was. He scooped up Elizabeth and headed towards the house. Everyone else followed.

Victoria went to her and Sam's room and laid down on the bed. Things were happening so quickly now, she seemed to have trouble processing. Her angel was alive, but he didn't want her anymore. But why did he kiss her forehead? He never did that before. Maybe that was his intended good bye. It was a good good bye, she had to admit.

Sam came in and laid next to her. He didn't say a word, and she was grateful. She loved how Sam just let her be. So they laid there, not sleeping, not talking, just being.

"VICKY!"

Victoria ran down the hallway at the screaming of the nickname she abhorred. Sam was following behind her.

Elizabeth was standing across from Dean and Cas, glaring at them.

"These two men are trying to tell me that I'm carrying Rosemary's Baby."

Victoria looked at Dean. He shrugged.

"Lizzie, sit down please."

Elizabeth sat down and Victoria sat next to her.

"You know the Angel you let possess you?"

Elizabeth nodded. "He said he was going to change the world, make everything so much better."

Dean scoffed. Sam punched him.

"Lizzie, that was no ordinary Angel. That was Lucifer. And he didn't really make the world better. He just used you, and slept with someone apparently."

Elizabeth's hand went to her stomach. "I am pregnant?"

Victoria nodded. "Yes, and I can hear his thoughts Lizzie. He's a good being."

"He's half angel?"

"Yes."

"That's an abomination though, right?"

"I don't think we should use that word anymore, about anything. I've seen too much. He's your child, and my nephew."

"What do you mean you can hear his thoughts?"

"Your sister has a gift, Elizabeth. She's one of God's Chosen. She can do magnificent things. She helps people, and sometimes she helps supernatural beings. She, and I, along with Castiel, my brother, Dean, and my mom, will help you."

"Who's this one then?"

"That is Sam. And I'm extraordinarily fortunate to know him."

Victoria meant it. She knew Ezekiel would come and go, but then again he always did. Sam would stay. He would always stay. In a way that frightened her, but she also knew it was exactly what she needed.

"What about my other kids, Vicky, David?"

"You should've thought about them before you agreed to let an archangel use your body."

"Dean."

"Seriously Cas? No, we're in this sinking boat because she said yes to the Devil."

"Jimmy said 'yes' to me."

"That's different, through Jimmy you saved the world, Cas, lots of times. She almost destroyed it."

"Let's go outside, Dean."

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry about my brother Elizabeth, he's under a lot of stress."

"I get the feeling. What's going to happen to me?"

"If you go through with the pregnancy, you will not survive childbirth." Victoria could feel tears pooling in her eyes. Sam, who was sitting on the coffee table across from them, grabbed her hand.

Elizabeth put her hand on her stomach.

"David, the kids?"

"They're okay right now. I can't tell you what to do Lizzie. I don't, I don't know."

"He's good?"

"He's good."

"He'll change the world for the better?"

"He will most certainly try."

"You'll help him?"

"We all will."

"Can I see my family?"

Sam shook his head. "Unfortunately, no. Your son is a big deal. Angels and demons will want to get to you, to get to him. You are only safe when you are with us. This house is warded. However, it would probably be safest in our bunker."

"Did he say bunker?"

"Yes, it even has a dungeon."

Elizabeth had to let a lot sink in. She had so much information in such a short amount of time.

"If I don't go through with it, can I see my family then?"

"I don't think so. It would not be safe for them, ever. Or for you. You were a successful vessel to the strongest archangel, and a body that held a Nephilim. I don't think you will ever be safe again."

"All because I said 'yes'. Your brother was right."

Victoria did not know what to say. She was never close with her sister; however, and this was probably due to her time with the Winchesters, she felt sympathy for her.

"Look, Elizabeth, Dean has his way, he's just Dean. But he wasn't right. I said yes to him too."

Elizabeth looked at Sam with interest and shock at the same time.

"Apparently you and I are perfect vessels for that son of a bitch." Sam sadly snickered before continuing. "I thought I could save the world, and you thought the exact same thing. We're both good people, we were trying to do good things."

"Thank you, Sam. I think I need to rest. I'm tired, and, well, overwhelmed."

"Of course."

Sam led Elizabeth to one of the empty bedrooms.

Victoria couldn't find the will to move.

Victoria couldn't remember Dean and Castiel coming back into the room and sitting across from her. She couldn't remember Mary making dinner. The only thing she could think of was her sister's face when she learned she would never be able to see her family again.