I could hear when Kelly opened the door. "Ms. Kline," a male voice greeted, his voice strictly business. Must be a guard. Gotta make sure the place is safe before Lucifer the DOTUS walks in, after all. I could hear when one opened the door that Castiel stood behind, and feel the small pulse of angelic power he used. "It's clear." The guard called out a moment later. "Let's go."

Footsteps thundered out of the room, and I could feel Kelly was alone. Not for long, though. She opened up the door again soon. "Kelly," I had to remind myself that that was Lucifer. It didn't sound like Lucifer, not at first. For a moment, he just… He sounded like a normal, worried guy. "Kelly, what's wrong?"

"I told you on the phone." She answered, sounding close to tears. "I can't have this baby."

I could feel a shift in the room after she said that, and heard a slam against a wall a moment later. "I'm afraid I'll have to insist." There it was, the voice of Lucifer, full of power and anger and determination. I heard the strangled sounds of Kelly calling for help, and I couldn't wait a moment longer. Sam burst through first, shielding me as I thundered out after him, slapping a hand on the sigil in the process. Lucifer turned to us, annoyance clear on his face as he dropped Kelly.

"Sam!" He shouted, angry. Then he shifted, seeing me behind him. "Well well, did you really miss me that much little witch?"

"Vade retro," I started, holding the HPG out in front of me.

"Really?" He asked. "You've tried this once already, and bravo, but me and Sam?" He waved a hand at the Hunter, and he went flying. "We've done this dance so many times, it almost seems unfair for you to try and butt in."

"Princeps Inferni." I finished, gritting my teeth. The HPG began to glow brightly, and for the first time I finally saw an emotion in the Devil's eyes that filled me with a sick sort of glee – it was fear.

The Devil was afraid of me. About time, too.

He took a step towards me, casting out a hand as he tried to stop me. I held my ground, feeling a new wave of strength I didn't know I had as a beam of bright light aimed itself straight at his chest. He himself flew in to the wall behind him, startling Kelly as she ran out of the room. I could feel wave after wave of wind follow the beam of light, throwing everything in the room out of proportion.

I wondered briefly if it was because of me or the HPG.

Dean burst in a moment later, seeing Sam on the ground. He shouted his brother's name, running to help him up. Rowena stood behind me, her spell table ready. I watched Lucifer try throwing them both again, but this time I caught him. I shook my head, and he turned back to stare at me.

There it was again, that delicious look of fear in the eyes of the Devil.

"Rowena, now!" Dean shouted.

"Mah tay," Rowena chanted. It was going to work. It was really going to work. I could feel it. "Ez loh, say tah!"

"This isn't over, Kylie!" Lucifer swore, his body beginning to glow with that same white light.

"Go to Hell!" I screamed, pushing against him. He fell back against the wall again, cracks appearing in the space around him.

"Mah tay, ez loh, say tah!" Rowena repeated. I joined in with her, determined to see him gone. "Mah tay, ez loh, say tah!"

A stream of white light erupted from Lucifer's mouth, swirling around the hotel room and down into a nearby vent. When he was gone, the room was silent, and we all watched with hopeful eyes as the body of the President slumped unconscious to the floor. Castiel hurried to the man, checking his vitals.

"He's alive." Castiel promised. "He won't remember a thing." He stood, looking at the others before stopping on me. I could see shock in his eyes, pure shock and surprise. Why? Was it what we'd done?

"Oh, Jeff. Oh, my God." Kelly ran to the president, pulling the man in to her arms. I watched her, my own thoughts absent as I saw how relieved she was. "Jeff? Oh, my God."

"We gotta go." I told them, snapping myself back to the situation at hand. I stuffed the HPG back in the bag, my actions precise and urgent. I could already hear sirens. Crowley and Rowena disappeared quickly behind me, but nobody else was moving. "Get her out of here, now. It won't be safe in a few minutes."

"Wait, wait," Kelly tried to argue, looking up at me. There it was again, that look of surprise. Dean backed her up, that same look on his face (why was everyone so surprised?) but I shook my head.

"No time." SWAT was coming. I could feel them. They'd seen what was going on, kind of. "Go." I took three steps forwards, placing a hand on hers and Castiel's shoulders. They were gone in an instant.

I turned back to Dean and Sam, about to urge them to leave next. SWAT would be here any minute. We had to leave.

That was when I saw the guns drawn. "What's this about, guys?" I asked. I could hear Jeff start to stir behind me.

"Why did Lucifer call you Kylie?" Dean asked, his voice as cold as the grave. I put the HPG back in my bag carefully, keeping my hands up.

"What?" I didn't understand, it all wasn't clicking in my head just yet. We'd just won. I should be in the clear. None of them should've known anything, but what were they talking about?

"When Lucifer spoke," Sam explained, his voice just as calm. "He said that it wasn't over, Kylie." He placed emphasis on my name, and I froze.

He had said that. Right before he'd been gone, he said that. He said my name.

I heard safeties click off as Dean and Sam kept guns trained on me. "Why did he call you that?!" Dean roared. "And why do you look like her?!"

No.

No no no.

I looked at myself in a reflection, and saw exactly what they saw. Myself, my true self, with my Diana disguise absolutely gone. They could see me. The Diana image was gone.

I held my hands up slowly, the full gravity of why everyone looked so surprised finally reaching me. They knew. Castiel knew. Everyone knew. "I'm sorry." I whispered, feeling a tear fall down my face. "I'm so sorry."

When the door broke down, I disappeared, leaving Dean and Sam to deal with the SWAT team.