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"Sooner or later it will all come crashing down…"
Sooner or later- N.E.R.D

A week later…

Hannah stomped down the many stairs which led out to the kitchen. Her hair ruffled and pulled, her shirt ripped in many places. A shotgun lay in her hand "Right. You..." She pointed to Dean who was picking up a few books which were thrown over the room "…You owe me a new top. Got it?" She huffed as she threw her gun down on the table and fell into the wooden chair.
Dean looked up at Hannah; her white shirt had a major gash running down the front of it "So I take it you had fun with your little buddy then?"
He was referring to the demon she had just exorcised. Each had their own, the one thing they felt guilty of. Dean's was the death of his father, Sam's was Jess. That had brought him to tears. Bobby's was his wife and finally, Hannah's was her sister.
Hannah punched Dean in the arm as he leant against the table "That was my little sister you inconsiderate dick" She snapped.
"Hey" Bobby called as he entered the room holding a broom and shovel filled with glass "Watch your language" He warned.
Sitting down in one of the wooden chairs, Hannah placed her head in her hands "This is getting bad guys" She sighed, rubbing her temples as she felt a headache come on.

"Yeah tell me about it" Sam mumbled from the couch where he was stitching up a wound on his right shoulder. Dean shook his head "Where the hell is this 'supposed' angel of mine? He's supposed to be helping us" He winged as he threw the last book into the pile.
Hannah shrugged. She hadn't heard from Castiel since that night when he entered her dreams and kissed her softly. She could still feel his lips upon her own.
How he gently cupped the back of her head "He's been out casted remember" She called from where she was sitting.
Her head began to throb that little bit more. It wasn't your usual headache though; it was one of her headaches. The one she gets when she hears the voices "Jesus" She winced as she pressed her hand harder into her forehead.
Bobby dropped what he was doing and ran over to his daughter "Han. Are you okay darl?" He asked, worried.
Ever since Castiel had disappeared, the voices in her head had grown stronger. Which means her head began to hurt more. She was worried about him, but every time she went to bring it up, Dean would place a reassuring hand on her shoulder and tell her 'He's an angel. He'll be fine'. But something in the pit of Hannah's stomach said otherwise.

She hadn't felt this much pain before in her life. Her head felt like it was on fire. The voices grew louder and louder. Like they were shouting right next to her.
"Hannah. I want you to look at me" Dean put his hands under Hannah's chin and made her grey eyes stare into his green. They were vacant, like her mind had left the building. She stared at him for a second "They're here" She whispered, bolting upright and knocking Dean to the ground.
Seconds later, the front door was blown open "Honey I'm home" A male's voice shouted out. Hannah, Dean, Sam and Bobby both ran out into the lounge to see a blonde man standing in the midst.
The pain in Hannah's head told her it wasn't your ordinary demon. The colour of the man's eyes said the same "Did you miss me Han?" Lucifer smirked.
She nearly fainted from the pain, but she was determined not to let it show. Her father and the boys were already worried enough about her.
Lucifer saw how much pain she was in, but it made him feel that little happier then he already was. And that was by far, the happiest he'd ever been.
"Go to hell" Hannah hissed, watching as the man walked closer to her. She dropped to her knees, her head was burning, it was like liquid fire pulsed through every neuron in her brain.
Lucifer shook his head "How's that head going for ya?" He smirked and bent down so he was face to face with her. Dean pulled out a gun fast. But Lucifer was faster. Shooting up his hand and making the three man in the room fly into a wall, knocking them all unconscious.
"I think that was rude" He stated before turning back to Hannah who now had tears flowing out the corner of her eyes.

"Make it stop" She whispered, clutching at her head. The voices were now screaming at her. Begging her to save them.
Lucifer again shook his head "Listen closely. You can hear an all too familiar voice down the pit" He placed his hands on either side of Hannah's face and closed his eyes. Hannah did the same.
His hands were so warm and welcoming, like they were wanting her.
Screams echoed through her head. Male screams.
Castiel's screams.
Her eyes shot open in an instant and she moved away "Where is he?" She yelled at him, stumbling to her feet and pressing her back against a wall.
"Far, far away Hannah. And there is no way to get him back" Lucifer smirked as he slowly walked over to the terrified nineteen year old.
Hannah shook her head and blinked away the tears which were forming in her eyes "No…." She slid down the wall as she continued to hear Castiel's screams. Now that she knew it was him, what his voice sounded like when he was in pain, there was no getting rid of them.
A horrid laugh filled the air as Lucifer looked down at the younger woman. He looked over at her father "You need to learn how to fight Hannah. Going with those angels and learning how to fight didn't work very well…." Walking over to an unconscious Bobby, he lifted the aging man up by his vest; tutting "You have been a pain in my ass" He threw Bobby against the wall.

Hannah swallowed deeply and stood up, using the wall as support "Leave him alone" She whispered.
Lucifer turned around and grinned "You think killing your sister was painful. You come with me. And your father lives" He held his hand over Bobby's throat.
Tears once again welled in her eyes "Let him go"
"Hannah…" Bobby croaked, opening his eyes and looking at his daughter. Hannah met his eyes with her own "….Don't go with him" He continued to croak, his face turning a beetroot red colour.
She didn't know what to do, go with Lucifer and suffer endless hours of torture, or stay here and watch her father die. Her mouth couldn't speak.
Lucifer lowered his hand slightly "How about this for a better deal; you come with me, and I'll leave your father alive. And let Castiel go" he continued to offer.
Hannah knew that this was it. She looked pleadingly at her father "I'm sorry" She whispered to him. She turned to Lucifer "I want to know Castiel is safe. I want to see him with my own eyes that he is okay"

Lucifer nodded and closed his eyes. Seconds later, two demons appeared in the room with Castiel between them. His eyes were worn and tired. His clothes torn to bits.
Hannah looked closely at him "Cass?" She carefully approached him; his head was bowed in silent prayer.
He gave no indication that he was even hearing her.
"Cass?" She continued to ask, moving her hand up to his face. It was then did Castiel finally realise she was there. He looked up at her and leaned slightly into her touch.
"Awwww isn't this cute. Now, I lived up to my part of the deal. Time to live up to yours" Lucifer growled.
Castiel looked up at Hannah, his blue eyes pleading her not to go.
Hannah couldn't meet his eyes "I'm sorry Cass" She whispered, moving away from him and standing next to the blonde haired demon "Let's go" She said calmly, placing her hands into his.

Bobby stared at his daughter "Hannah. Come back" He asked her, bending down next to Dean.
"I can't. You're all safe for now" Hannah turned to Lucifer, her head no longer in pain "Like I said. I'm sorry" And in a blink if an eye, she was gone.
A tear had made its way down Bobby's cheek "Damn it Dean, wake up" He slapped the other man in the face.
Dean's eyes slowly opened and looked at the older man "Bobby? Where's Sam?" He asked, slowly sitting up.
"Sam's right next to you" Bobby helped Dean up and walked over to Sam. Dean looked over at Bobby "Where's Hannah?"
Bobby couldn't open his mouth, Everytime he even thought about what was going to happen to Hannah, his chest tightened intensely.
Sam's eyes began to flutter open "Dean?" He whispered slightly. Dean pulled his brother into a sitting position "Bobby, what happened to Hannah?" He ordered the older man to tell him.
"She's gone with Lucifer" Bobby let a tear trickle out the corner of his eye.
Dean shot up "What? Why didn't you stop her?" He growled. Bobby saw how over protective Dean was of Hannah. Castiel stayed quiet in the corner. Still hurting from what happened down in the pit.

"He didn't have a choice" Castiel said quietly. Bobby looked over at the angel; for that split second, when their eyes connected, they both knew they were connected by the same thing. Their love for Hannah and their determination to get her back.
Dean looked between the two as Sam finally stood to his feet "What do you mean she didn't have a choice?" He still looked between the two. He was confused, what weren't they telling him?
Castiel closed his eyes for a moment. Trying to sense where Hannah had gone. Usually, he could feel her straight away. But this time he just couldn't find her. He'd let her down once again.

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Hannah stood in the middle of the dim lit room. Her eyes following Lucifer as he walked around the room, a smirk gracing his face.
"You know, I never did get your faith in the higher power" He said absently as he looked up at the roof. Hannah bowed her head in prayer, praying that Castiel could find her "It's called being a good soldier"
Lucifer quickly walked over to her and pulled her head back by her mahogany hair, smelling the sweet perfume which lingered on her skin "No. It's called being a slave. Haven't you ever thought…." He smirked as he gripped her hair tighter "…Where your precious god was when Hitler was slaughtering millions of Jews, when the plague killed thousands of people? Where was he when Lillith ripped out your mothers' insides and showed them to her before she died?"
Hannah didn't say a word. Just stood with her hair in the hands of the devil, silently raging. Planning her revenge for him.
"You've sacrificed so much for your god. And he gives nothing in return" Lucifer continued to mock.

"He works in mysterious ways" Hannah snarled, trying to move her head away from the man's hand.
Lucifer laughed "No he doesn't Hannah. Is that what Castiel said? Don't you get it? Everything that you have ever done has been a lie" He continued to smirk, releasing Hannah's hair and moving towards as table and picking up a golden blade.
Hannah glared slightly "What do you mean?" She took a careful step forward and crossed her arms over her chest.
Turning around, she saw that the blonde haired man had turned his eyes a different colour "I was banished from Heaven…A long time ago….Because I refused to bow down to you…..Filth" He walked back over and slid the knife into Hannah's arm.

She let out a sharp hiss as the scarlet liquid fell down her arm.
"And because of that, I will not even give it a second thought to kill you. You're a part of history. Angel's are supposed to look after you. But where are they now?" He grinned as he raised the knife to Hannah's chest and slowly began to plunge the knife in, deeper and deeper. As slow as he possibly could.