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Liz started back downstairs, her face set in a hard line. She knew she'd be bombarded with questions, but she couldn't answer any of them. Not yet. She'd have to blow them off, make up something, tell them she knew a lot more than she should. She'd have to do something, and she wasn't sure what she was going to do yet, the bottom of the stairs were approaching much too quickly for her taste. But the instructions were very clear. Tell him immediately. She didn't have to question who 'he' was, she'd already known. As she re-entered the living room all eyes turned to her. After her dramatic 'my head is hurting I need sleep' exit she figured she'd get this sort of reaction.

"I need to talk to Balthazar. Alone." Her mother stood from her position on the couch.

"And why is that?" Liz paused for a moment, contemplating her choices here.

"I've . . . discovered some new information. Information I can only share with him . . . for the time being." Honestly the last part was to just try and pacify her mother. She didn't know if she'd ever be able to share this information with her family.

"If you know something, we all need to know too." Ellen seemed to be the voice of the group, Liz could tell from everyone's expression that they all felt the same way.

"You can't know. Not yet. In time, maybe. Look it's nothing life or death, nothing trying to kill us, and nothing that helps us beat the devil. It's just, I sorta figured out why Atropos said what she did." Her mother opened her mouth to argue. "No, don't say anything." Ellen seemed shocked by the command. "Look, I just, it's . . ." She was struggling to find a way to make her mother understand. "I just found out a lot about myself, don't ask how, I can't tell you, and found out that I can't even tell my family. So I'm not being secretive because I want to. I'm being secretive because I have to. And trust me, it sucks. A lot. So please just stop making it worse." And with that said she turned on her heels and exited the front door of Bobby's home.


"Hey." Liz didn't move from her position of leaning on her car, but she knew who was behind her.

"Wanna tell me what all that was about." Liz sighed. "Actually, I have a lot to tell you." She turned towards the angel and pulled her small leather book from her pocket. "I opened it." He watched her quietly, an sign for her to continue. "I read the first few pages, and God it's fucked up. No pun intended." Balthazar's face contorted in confusion.

"What pun?"

"The book's from God."

"Ha, very funny. Seriously, what did it say."

"It said it was from God. And there was a picture in the front of it." She pulled out the picture and showed it to Balthazar. "This is Chuck Shurley. The prophet." Balthazar seemed confused for a moment. Liz took this time to open the book and began to read.

Elizabeth,

So you found Atropos today. Well then, I guess it's a good thing you remember this book. But I knew you wouldn't forget, after all I made you especially clever. Well first off, don't listen to what she said. So maybe you weren't in the original plan, the one she has a copy of, but you are a part of the re-write. That's right! I made a re-write of the entire planet. The only thing I changed, you. I created you. You're going to do big things Liz, save the world (with a little help of course). Lucifer is not the worst threat you will face, and I'm sad to say it, but millions of lives will rest in your capable hands. That's right, capable. I made you Liz, and you're special. Sam and Dean may be the chosen ones, and they will save the world more times than anyone will ever know; but they can't do it without you. You have your own role to play. Don't tell you family about this, you can't tell anyone except: Tell him immediately. After this entry there will be nothing but blank pages. Don't worry about that. Keep the book close at all time. As you need information the pages will begin to fill.

"And what makes you think this was God?" Balthazar's face was unreadable.

"Bal, I've had this book my entire life. Since I was a little girl. That picture is of Chuck and the boys. They've known Chuck less than a year. Not to mention they are adults in the picture. No one gets their hands on this book. No one has ever even seen it except you. And he knew I met Atropos today. What are the odds of that?" Balthazar nodded. He still seemed a little off to her. "What's wrong with you?"

"My father disappeared a very long time ago Liz. So long there isn't a human word to describe it. And yet, here is a book given to you by a man you can't remember, written by God. Do you understand the significance of that?"

"I wanna say yes, but I feel like the honest answer is no." Balthazar grinned a little at her honesty.

"God only has one other form of written word. And that was taken down by an angel. Never has He actually written anything. And besides that, only the archangels have ever seen His face. He does not communicate with any being like this that we know of. And yet, he does, with you." Liz's eyes widened as the severity of that statement sunk in.

"So, I'm like, a super prophet?" Balthazar outright laughed at that.

"If that helps you put it into perspective, sure. But let me warn you. Try and keep this from Cas for as long as possible. He will be very upset that he spent so long looking for our father, and yet, a piece of him has been with you all along." Liz swallowed the lump in her throat.

"I'll be sure to do that."

"So what do you plan to do now Elizabeth?" She grinned.

"There was one other thing written in the journal before the blank pages." Balthazar cocked an eyebrow at her.

"What was that?"

"You may show him this book if he does not agree to help. Mysterious, I know. And coordinates." Her grin was downright evil.


Next chapter: who's at the coordinates?! Woo! Getting super excited that I'm getting to the point where my own twist and plot points are coming up! And don't take God's message to Liz the wrong way, the boys are still the 'chosen two' and still save the world, she's just a little . . . added help. ;)

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