Chapter Seventeen

Mark hurried out to the others to tell them what Amy had told him. Eirene, he reminded himself. Now that he had a name for her, it made it easier for him to not think of her as Amy. And if all went Eirene's way, he would have Amy back soon.

Castiel was still away when he found the others. He glanced over at Dark, who was now standing in the middle of a Devil's Trap. That was definitely easier than keeping an eye on him. Mark headed over to Sam and Dean, who both turned at his approach.

"Promise not to freak out," Mark said before either of them could speak. "But I spoke to Amy. Well, the goddess that is currently possessing her."

"Goddess?!" Dark said before the brothers could react. "Damn." Everyone ignored him.

"What did she say?" Sam asked. He was the more calm one. Dean looked ready to start yelling at something.

"She's a goddess that fell in love with a Prince of Hell," Mark said, giving the short version of what he had been told. "She used to be the goddess of peace until that Prince of Hell changed her. As soon as she gets her revenge, she'll return Amy..." He trailed off when he could see a change in both Sam's and Dean's expressions. "What?"

"The Princes of Hell are all dead," Dean said. "Asmodeus being the last."

"Asmodeus is dead?" Dark asked. "That's why I haven't gotten a visit since I've been here." Again, he was ignored.

"And if she finds out?" Mark asked.

"She'll either do as she told you," Sam said. "Or take out her anger on everyone else."

"What all did she tell you?" Dean asked. "Full details. Leave nothing out."

"About the Prince of Hell and how he changed her," Mark said. "Because of him, she was portrayed as a dark power and her followers were killed by angels. Some of those followers were innocent beings. She was trapped in the World Between Worlds and she blamed that Prince for everything. She even killed a Mark in the World Between Worlds, thinking he was that Prince."

"What Mark?" Dark asked. "There wasn't a Mark there when I left." Mark would have just ignored him again, but Sam and Dean had other ideas.

"He was the Mark you're after," Sam told Dark. "Cas and I spoke to him and Amy in Mark's dream."

"Looks like your hunt for him was all for nothing," Dean said. "He was right there with you and you didn't know. Someone even got to him before you."

Mark glanced over at Dark, who's only reaction was silence.

Then Celine appeared. "He's telling the truth, Damien," she said. "It's what we both felt."

"This changes nothing!" Dark said, glaring at Mark. "They're all the same."

"But they're not," Celine said. "And you know it." Dark looked at her, but remained silent. "You've been fighting this anger for years. Because of him. He's gone now. Let it go."

Mark couldn't see any change, but there must have been something based on Celine's smile. "That's my unfinished business," she said. "I just wish I could see Damien return after all these years." She gave a sad smile then faded away.

Mark knew he would never see her again.

"Now that that's over with," Dean said, getting back to business. "We need to prepare for the eventual backlash of the goddess once she finds out her Prince is dead."

"I wonder which Prince it was," Sam said, curiously.

"It doesn't matter since they're all dead," Dean said, pulling out his phone. "I'll update Cas." He turned and walked out of the room.


Dark didn't move until a few minutes after Celine had crossed over. And even then he couldn't move too far since he was trapped in a Devil's Trap. All of his instincts were screaming at him to run away. It was a coward's reaction. But he wasn't a coward.

Neither is Damien, he thought. No matter how weak he was before.

What Damien was is gone, he reminded himself. Celine's hopes won't change that.

"Did it really change anything?"

Dark turned his head and saw Mark standing at the edge of the Trap. Sam was keeping a watchful eye on the two of them.

"Is it really over?"

Dark thought back to the last few minutes with Celine. It had taken her saying it for him to believe that the man he had been chasing all these years was finally gone. She had lied to him about it before, but he believed it now because he had known what he had felt even if he had ignored it at the time.

But had he accepted it? Yes...now.

Did it change anything? Mayhaps.

So was it really over?

"It doesn't change the anger and hatred I still feel," Dark said. "I'll be waiting if you ever step out of line."

Mark nodded and turned away. That answer was obviously good enough for him.

It was over. Dark could move on. But where? The World Between Worlds was gone. He was trapped here. He would just have to make due with that. At least until he found a way out of this world.

And in the meantime, he would keep an eye on Mark.


Author's Note: I know it's short. (and a day early!) But I was in the mood to write and felt like this was all this chapter needed. This might be coming to an end pretty soon, so stay tuned! :)