Authors note: I dedicate this to Lilith for saying Im a tease when it comes to stories.

Who Has The Upper Hand?

"So what do we do?" Dean asked after I explained everything that had happened between Ail and I.

"I don't know… this never happened before… can I try making the lamp hit you on the head?"

"For the hundredth time, NO. Pay attention Lia. We gotta figure this out."

"After I make something move, this is an awesome power…" I focused on the lamp beside the bed, making it shift a few centimeters. "Err, this is so hard."

"At least you can move stuff without touching it. What's with you people anyway, moving shit, seeing the future, bitches as guardian angels."

"She's not a guardian angel, she's a bitch but she's no angel."

"Back on topic if you don't mind, what do we do about her?"

"I don't know." This time I moved the lamp a little more then half an inch.

"We can get Sam."

"And do what with him?" I asked in an indignant voice, my focus never breaking away from the lamp. I was giving myself a headache and avoiding the topic. Until I knew more about what was going down or what was going to go down I didn't feel like wasting my time coming up with a plan if it wouldn't work in the long run. So for the time being I thought I'd benefit most by trying to control my telekinesis.

"Let him dig into your head, teach you- would you stop that!" I had changed my focus from the lamp to Dean's chair. It vibrated violently with him still in it and a mused, unbelieving smile crept along my face.

"I didn't do anything!"

"Like hell you did, stop shaking my chair."

"I'm not shaking anything." This is great I thought. It was always fun bothering him so I continued shaking his chair with my mind.

"Lia Abigail Williams!"

The shaking stopped, I ceased all thoughts but one. Dean sounded to mush like Trent that I could see him in front of me. There he was, Trent, yelling out my name to make me to stay behind that night. The questions I always found myself asking, and still do ask, popped into my head. What would have happened if I went with him? Could I have protected him somehow? What if… what if I never met him, never stood in my room that day? Would my mother have killed my father in front of me? Would they both have been in my life growing up? Would I ever have met Trent? Ail's words reentered my head You're the reason your fathers dead, why your mothers in jail…your to blame for Trent's death… No I'm not, I tried reassuring myself. YOU are. You did it, you made me make those decisions, you could have warned me instead of giving me orders.

"You didn't have to take those orders." A smooth sultry voice responded. Ail was sitting on the bed beside me and had frozen time as she always did. I was so lost in my thoughts I had not realized the changes in my surrounding. Dean was frozen in time in his last position, his hands around the edge of the recently shaking seat grasping with painful tightness.

"You didn't have to order it." I said with a dreary, distraught voice.

"You of all people should know there's always a choice, no matter how you turn it, it's your fault they're dead."

"No it's not, you've been controlling my life since I was a child, telling me what to say and do… step hear step there-"

"Don't forget I save your life each time I give you orders."

"DO YOU REALLY!?!" I stood up in an outburst and she followed. "I WOULDN'T HAVE THIS LIFE IF IT WERE FOR YOU!" I took a step closer and she backed up with several steps. "You led me to this kind of life! You are the reason my life is filled with hunting and death! You could have told me not to go when I took that dare to go into the old hospital that night! But you didn't! You let me go, you let me bring Trent, YOU let him die!" Hot streams of water began rolling down my reddened cheeks, I wiped it away and continued. "You knew I'd watch him die. So I would become into this! So you would have a good reason for stealing my life away from me! YOU ARE THE REASON! NOT ME!" This time the lamp moved a shit load further then a half inch. It went flying in Ail's direction missing her by a hair. And the only reason it missed by a hair was because she made it. With the lift of her hand she stopped it just as I made Dean fly across the room with the whip of my neck.

"What do you want Ail?" My voice tight and cold.

"Your body."

"Get in line, I got a lot of people who want this body."

"Not like that Lia, I want to be the soul behind those eyes."

"Or what?"

"I suggest you just give it up, make it easy on yourself instead of thinking of the consequences."

"Like you said bitch, there's always a choice."

"You're wasting your time Lia. Everything you do, everything you say, will fall upon my eyes and ears. You take a step against me and I've already side stepped out of the way." She smiled as though she could already see herself winning the battle. "I have the upper hand."

This time I was the one who stepped back. That skank was right. She was always a step ahead of everything. I wasn't even safe in my thoughts let alone my life. But I wasn't going to give up that easily, not without a fight.

"If you wont back down from this you better be ready for the battle of your life." My voice collecting that threatening calmness it had always possessed. "Oh wait," I smiled sinfully. "you don't have a life…literally."

Ail made a hissing sound before I found myself sitting back on the bed and everything returned back to normal. Dean fell still on his rocking chair and the last of my name continued spilling out his mouth followed by some more rambling.

"What is wrong with you, you got your personal instructor here trying to take over your life and your toying with me. Is this how you get your kicks? " He realized the look on my face I stopped badgering me. "What happened? Did she pop up again?"

"Yea… she's not backing down Dean." The only time I ever said someone's name at the end of a sentence was to show I was worried. He took immediate note of that.

"How do we stop her?"

Uh Uh Uh, One step ahead Lia. Ail's voice echoed in my head just as it did for all those years.

"There's nothing we can do really, except… Can you do me a favor?"

Dean didn't like my tone of voice, come to think of it I wouldn't either. It had a sense of sadness and defeat etched in it with a mix of realization and strength. A bad combination.

"What?"

"Well, she made it clear that everything I do will be watched. So I'm practically-"

"Screwed." Dean finished. "Where are you going with this?"

"If worse comes to worse, Dean… promise me you'll get rid of her, even if it means you have to get rid of me."

"What?!" Both Ail and Dean shouted in unison. Ail's voice hurt like a bitch in my ears and Dean's yelling didn't exactly help.

Ail once again froze time, this time she showed up ragging at me.

"You want him to kill you!?!"

"Yes."

"That's suicide, you wouldn't do that."

"Try me." Ail paused with her mouth ajar and I continued. "Why in god's name would I just hand over my body and sit on the side lines as you did watching you enjoy what's mine. I'd rather be dead and lose my life then give it to a two faced conniving little bitch."

"You wouldn't," she reiterated stubbornly. "You'll become what you hunt. You know that's what happens to people who commit suicide."

"So, I'll be a death omen, warning people, saving them. Kinda what I do now come to think of it."

"Fine."

"So, you'll back off?"

"Oh no, I'm going to fight till your death. It's more excitement then anything I've done since WE were born."

"Since I was born."

"Believe what you want if it makes you feel better."

"I'm done talking to you, this conversation is over."

I'm still not sure how this thing works but when I'm pissed or ticked off its a lot easier to control it.

After dismissing the confrontation between Ail and I, my eyes turned that icy blue and time unraveled as though it never stopped.

"You want me to kill you?"

"Oh snot, I did it."

"Did what?"

"Unfroze time."

"What the fuck! Can you stop going off to never never land and tell me what's going on?"

"To answer your question, yes I want you to kill me. But that's if things take a turn for the worse."

"Which it wont." His voice strong and reassuring.

"Hopefully, but for now, you need to help me with this moving crap thing… so can I try making the lamp hit you on the head?"

"NO!"

Alright so yea, I practiced twenty four seven trying to move things with my mind. Hahaha I made myself do that matrix move in the air as soon as I was able to pick myself up with my mind. So cool.

Ail of course was watching my dumb ass every step of the way, taking note at how fast I picked things up. It took me about a week to actually get a hang of it, even with Ail's constant whispering voice in my head. If anything her attempts to distract me and throw me off made me more powerful. The anger she caused me fed to my determination, making me stronger and more reckless then I thought I could manage.

The next week after I perfected it Ail had decided it was time to carry out the battle.

"Lia…" Dean moaned in his bed. "Stop it." He grabbed the bed quilt and pulled it over his shoulders. I had been teasing him for the pass hour with my telekinesis by pulling the blanket down and making him feel as though I was planting soft kisses on his neck and chest. I had been teasing him like that for the past week.

I pulled the blanket down again but this time I made it seem as though I bit on his chest. He flinched in his spot and shot up in a sitting position, glanced at his cell for time and back at me.

"Are you trying to give me a hard on?"

I busted out laughing and focused on his bare chest, making him feel my hands running from his pelvic 'V' up to his neck, caressing his muscular body in a seductive way.

"Are you serious? Its four thirty in the morning." You could clearly see him getting excited. I turned myself on actually… I'm turning myself on just talking about it.

"Well… I'm bored."

"Go to sleep."

"Are you really rejecting me?" I asked with a disgusted look.

"No, I was just waiting for that face you just made." He smiled and jumped out of his bed to mine.

Dean grabbed me by the back of my neck, slowly laying me on my back on the bed and climbed on top of me. I couldn't help but smile while kissing him and I laughed when he repositioned me in an urgent attempt to hurry things along. We stripped off our clothes and laid there completely nude. Both his arms wrapped under my legs, pulling my knees toward my face exposing me completely. I didn't even know I could stretch like that. The way he positioned me between his arms and body left me paralyzed. Not that I would have tried to escaped but the fact that he had total control sent the ultimate shivers down my spine. Right before Dean would have penetrated me he paused kissing me. I pulled back into the bed as much as possible to see he was frozen in time.

"YOU BITCH!" I exclaimed.

That stupid twat froze time right when I was gunna get some. Are you pissed? Because I sure as fuck was… stupid whore…

Sorry, just pissed, okay so as you can obviously tell I was fuming.

"NO, your not doing this! Not now!"

"Hahahaha." Ail laughed but I couldn't see her.

"ERRRR!"

I closed my eyes hard and focused on time , trying to get back to ALMOST having sex. When I opened my eyes nothing had changed, the only thing different now was my eyes. I slipped out from underneath Dean and grabbed my clothes that laid beside the bed. When I turned around Ail was waiting with deceitful eyes.

"Are you sure about this Lia? You can still change your mind."

This time I easily swept her off her feet into the T.V. on the other side of the room. She fell to the floor hard and picked herself up, now her eyes glowed an intense red that spelled out that the game had begun.

I glared at her with a satisfied smirk that widened into a smile.

"Ready."

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