Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own the Winchesters or Supernatural. It's tragic but true.

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Angels Killing Angels

"Well we know that only an angel can kill another angel," Sam contributed.

"Not true," Leigh corrected. "Else so many angels wouldn't have died at the hands of Demons in this war would they? Humans don't have the power to kill an angel though."

"Then how come everyone's resting their hopes on me?" Dean asked. However, before Leigh could answer his query, she noticed Sam roll his eyes and sigh infinitesimally. Her jaw set in anger at his lack of faith.

"What's up Sam?" Leigh asked mockingly. "Still think Dean's not up to the job? Still think it's all up to you? Dangerous thinking that. Last time you thought like that, you turned yourself into a monster, let out the devil and brought on the apocalypse. I advise you have more faith in your brother before you make another monumental mistake, like you did last time. Dean can do this, so get your head out of your arse and realise that. You are not better than him, in any sense of the word." Dean and Sam sat shell-shocked at Leigh's outburst and Sam could only nod mutely in response.

"We believe you can kill Lucifer, Dean, because it is fate," Castiel continued as though nothing had happened. "You contain part of the soul of Michael in you. You, Dean, are part angel yourself." Leigh grinned, she already knew all of this, she had heard it so many times in all of her reincarnations. She had never imagined Deans reaction to be this funny though. All he could do was sputter incoherently and mumble the word angel.

"We haven't just been watching you since Lilith and the seals Dean. We've been watching since your conception. Your birth was arguably almost as important as the birth of Christ to the angels." Castiel once again continued without pause. Leigh had to hold in her laugh at the sight of Dean's face, he had turned almost purple with holding his breath.

"Dean, you can kill Lucifer," Leigh attempted to reassure him. "It's just a shame we don't have his sword else it would be hell of a lot easier." Castiel suddenly looked up and checked around himself cautiously, Leigh looked uneasy.

"Well, your father is persistent." Castiel noted calmly.

"And fast," Leigh cursed colourfully as she stood up and ushered the boys into the hall. "Quick you two, you're going to have to hide in the basement I'm afraid." Leigh pushed them behind an iron door with symbols carved into it. A light flickered on above them, showing that they were stood at the top of a staircase which lead into a room with walls of solid iron.

"It's like Bobby's demon panic room!" Sam whispered excitedly. Dean shushed him with a wave of his hand and had his ear pressed up against the door. Sam followed suit and so both the boys eavesdropped on Leigh's conversation.

"I told you I'd be back," they heard a voice they presumed to be Lucifer say.

"Yeah, didn't expect you to be this quick though, I must admit." Leigh answered evasively.

"I had a tip-off from a classified source," Lucifer replied vaguely. "I hear that you are stashing the Winchesters." "And by 'classified source' you mean Demon boy on my lawn," Leigh answered, dodging the accusation.

"Where are the Winchesters Kayleigh?" Lucifer demanded.

"In my bed." Leigh answered in such a serious voice that Dean had to clap a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing.

"Both of them?" They could practically hear his eyebrow raise.

"Well, you know I never was one to do things by halves," Leigh answered without a hint of irony/

"You will give them to me," Lucifer assured her.

"Oh, I very much doubt that." Leigh contradicted.

"I know you're plotting against me," Lucifer told her casually. "And the second you act against me the family bond is broken and rest assured I will do whatever it takes to get them boys off of you. Samuel won't be hard to take now that his blood is tainted and I can offer Dean far more than you ever could."

"I'm praying Sam won't make the same mistake twice. And Dean would never turn his back on humanity," Leigh argued vehemently, shaken from Lucifer's veiled threat.

"We'll see," Lucifer answered calmly. "And you can tell your angel muscle that he's no match for my armies of demons."

"Castiel doesn't respond well to threats," Leigh snapped. "Your armies wouldn't even get past my front door."

"He can't hide in this house forever, just like you can't keep the Winchesters in your basement forever. Nice angel proofing by the way." Sam and Dean knew Lucifer had gone when they heard Leigh stifle a scream. They slowly creaked open the basement door to see Leigh in Castiels arms, screaming incoherently into his chest.

"He's going to kill me," she gasped. "He's going to push and bend and try to snap me and when I don't tell him he's going to kill me."

"It can't be that bad," Dean attempted to reassure her.

"Of course it can be that bad Dean! This isn't Alistair! It's the Devil! He created torture! I'm so screwed!" Leigh ranted. The boys looked at each other disparagingly. They had to come up with a solution, and fast.

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This took me longer than I thought it would "/

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