New plot bunny in this chapter :D you guys are either going to hate me or love me. But there`s lots of cuteness in this chapter, and well the next chapter`s... erm you`ll see what I mean.
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Quinn
Still no reply from Ella, but I guess I really wasn`t expecting one. Yeah, I suppose I hoped she`d answer the e-mail, but I knew it was very, very unlikely. Though I do know her, and I know that when she`s angry she usually just takes some time alone before getting over it. Maybe it`ll work out the same this time? Well... those other times she got angry, it wasn`t because I had her murder someone.
Sighing to myself I took a seat against the chair in the bunkers library. Sam was sitting across from me, typing away on his laptop while Dean sat beside him; looking through a rather graphic magazine.
"So Quinny..." Dean put down the magazine; he probably finished it.
I didn`t reply, instead I shot him a glare. He knew I didn`t like the nickname.
"Maybe you should summon Cas?" Dean suggested "He might have some information about Ella?"
"He`d let us know if he did..." I sighed.
"Try anyways?" he shrugged.
"Why don`t you summon him?" I challenged.
"Eh, lately he seems to listen to you a lot more then he listens to me." Dean smirked "Besides me and Sam have a bet going on; considering your relationship with him."
"Me and Cas have no relationship; thank you very much." I was kind of surprised he thought that "And frankly, we`re never going to have a relationship."
"How come?" Dean raised an eyebrow.
"Because Dean." now I was smirking "Destiel needs to happen."
"Destiel? What the hell is that?" Dean furrowed his eyebrows.
Before I could answer, there was the sound of wings fluttering and Castiel was standing at the center of the room; looking as grim as always.
"I have news." he said formally.
"Told you we should summon him..." Dean said smugly.
"About Ella?" I asked Castiel, ignoring Dean.
"No." he replied firmly "About Michael."
"I thought that asshole was in the cage?" Dean blinked at him, looking a little angry at the mention of the archangel.
"Yes but recently..." Castiel trailed off before finishing "The amulet did in fact restore Michael while it freed Lucifer. Though, Michael came a little later then Lucifer. Once freed he managed to zap himself somewhere safe to recover. But he has realized that without the amulet, he`ll never be fully restored. So he has just now returned to heaven and is rallying the angels."
"You just found this out?" Sam looked a little surprised too.
"Yes." Castiel nodded "Michael has already explained how he was freed, and now the angels are searching for the amulet and its barer."
"Ella?" I muttered dreadfully "They`re looking for Ella."
"Yes." Castiel nodded again.
"What do you think they`re going to do to her?" I asked hesitantly.
"Michael will use her to restore him, and then he`ll most likely dispose of her." he replied, his voice never wavering.
"Dispose?" I repeated, already knowing what he meant.
"Kill." Sam answered "We need to find her now, we need to warn her?"
"We need to protect her." Dean added.
"Pass me your laptop Sam." I asked, and he did.
Quickly I opened up the e-mail, deciding to send a warning just in case she would check it.
"Do you think they`ll find her Cas?" I asked as I logged into my account.
"If she is with Lucifer, and if he is using his usual warding against archangels; then no, it`s very unlikely." he answered "But it is most likely he is not using such warding, considering all archangels are dead. So, I think he will find her, use her and kill her."
"You`re such an optimist..." I muttered absentmindedly.
"No... I`m an angel of the lord." he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"Right." I sighed, not knowing why I bothered to be sarcastic.
Pulling up the e-mail, I began to type:
Ella please read this, it`s super important!
Michael has been freed, he was freed when you freed Lucifer. He had been trying to recover but now he knows he can`t without the amulet. He`s coming for you! He`s even getting the angels of heaven to search for you! Just tell Lucifer (if he is alive) and he can use some special sort of warding, or something? Look honestly I don`t know, just reply, just let me know you got this message. Please be safe.
Quinn.
Would she even see the e-mail? I couldn`t really be sure, could I? There had to be another way I could talk to her. Where could she be? Where would she go? Wait a second... last time she was at Nicks house. Could it be possible that this time she was also there? It was worth a try.
"I think I know where she could be!" I announced and all eyes turned on me "Cas, could you zap us to Nicks house?"
"Oh right, that place." Dean suddenly said "How`d we not think of that."
"I wish I could Quinn." Castiel sighed "But I need to return to heaven before my absence is noted. Michael already doesn`t trust me, if I become to suspicious he might choose to destroy me."
"Oh, well at least-"
Before I could finish there was the sound of wing fluttering and Castiel was gone.
"So... guess we`re driving?" I asked knowingly.
"Unless you`ve got a better idea?" Sam raised an eyebrow.
"Nah, no ideas here." I muttered, grabbing my jacket off the table "I call shot gun?"
"I`m okay with that." Dean smirked.
"But I always get shot gun..." Sam complained.
"It`s just a seat Sammy." Dean grabbed his jacket too "Don`t be such a kid."
Sam grumbled something ineligible as he grabbed his jacket too, and we headed out the door.
Ella
I hadn`t been able to sleep at all last night. But I guess that`s because I had slept through most the afternoon. My usual routine was destroyed, but I was kind of alright with that. It was now morning, and neither of us had slept: which I guess was normal for him. We were in an internet cafe, there was no specific reason for us choosing an internet one, I just wanted coffee, and this was the nearest cafe.
Of course I did glance at the computers occasionally, and Lucifer even said I could use one if I`d like, but I didn`t want too. Faintly I considered checking my e-mail, wondering if Quinn had apologies lined up for me. But honestly; I didn`t want her apologies. I didn`t want anything to do with her.
"Alright, what can I get you darlings?" a waitress came over to our table, smiling warmly at us both. She looked rather old; perhaps in her later forties?
"Coffee and waffles thanks." I matched her smile.
"And you?" she turned to Lucifer.
I expected him to say he wanted nothing, but to my surprise he replied: "I`ll take the same thing."
"Okie dokie." she said in a sing-song voice before walking away.
"Umm Lucy?" I blinked at him once she was gone.
"Mhmm?" he looked at me innocently.
"Since when do you eat or drink?" I raised an eyebrow.
"I don`t." he said matter-of-factly.
"Exactly." I noted "So why`d you order?"
"I`m curious." he shrugged "You always make such a big deal out of human food."
I smirked a little at the thought of him trying waffles and coffee, but didn`t complain as the waitress placed our plates and cups in front of us. Giving us a small smile before walking away again. Instead of digging in, I leaned back in my chair and watched Lucifer expectantly, curious to how he`d react.
He noticed my fascination because he rolled his eyes before picking up a waffle; not bothering to use the fork.
"So... do I just bite it?" he asked awkwardly.
"Pretty much." I tried to hide my amusement.
Hesitantly he took a bite, before putting it down and chewing in concentration.
"So how`s it?" I asked.
"Disgusting..." he placed a hand around his mouth, looking like he was going to throw up "Augh, how do you humans eat this stuff?!"
I couldn`t help but laugh a little, and the glare he gave me was pure evil, but still I continued to giggle. Finally he managed to swallow, before leaning back in his chair and sighing.
"Now that." he muttered "Is one form of torture even I can`t withstand."
I laughed again, biting down on my waffle easily and watching his expression; he looked like he was going to be sick all over again.
"Waste of perfectly good waffles." I said matter-of-factly, gesturing at his barely touched plate.
"I wouldn`t say wasted..." he muttered "Maybe I`ll force feed them to Crowley, let`s see how long the little demon lasts."
"I`d like to see that." I smirked.
"I`ll be sure to save you one of the front seats." he played along.
"Will there be popcorn?" I pried.
"Most certainly." he nodded.
"Then it`s a date." I teased and he smirked, leaning across the table and giving me a small kiss on the lips, before pulling back and looking sick.
"Augh, I can taste it on you." he complained, placing a hand over his mouth again; groaning.
"Well at least I`ve found your weakness?" I couldn`t help but grin "Who needs holy water when we have Satan-repelling waffles."
"You do know holy water actually doesn`t do anything to me." he noted "I`m not a demon."
"Well you`d fool me."
"Right." he rolled his eyes "So is there anything else on the to-do list?"
"My to-do list or yours?" I asked.
"Yours, if you haven`t noticed the only thing on my to-do list is the apocalypse, and considering my unique condition: that plan is currently on hold."
"I`m sorry but I`m kind of glad to hear that." I shrugged and he gave me another look.
"You shouldn`t worry about it." he began to say "When the time comes, I will spare you. You can continue to stay by my side. Besides, companionship is hard to come by."
"That`s sweet and all..." I said hesitantly "But I assure you, my dear Lucy, when time comes; you won`t start an apocalypse. You`ll spare us all."
"I highly doubt that." he scoffed.
"I`m pretty sure a few weeks ago you highly doubted falling in love with a human."
"I see your point..." he trailed off a little "But I never actually said love, did I?"
"It was close enough?" I teased "Besides, don`t you love me?"
"Those waffles are really making me sick." he pretended to look nauseous "Excuse me, I think I need to go use the little devils room."
"Right." I said sarcastically "Because you`re totally not trying to avoid the subject."
"Exactly." he smirked.
"So how`s the healing going?" I asked, realizing this subject was useless.
"Good." he answered "I feel okay, I`m not as powerful, but I`m okay."
"Glad to hear it." I smiled genuinely.
Lucifer C:
When we had finally returned to Nicks house, I was feeling kind of blank. Now what? She wasn`t kidding when she said there really isn`t anything to do her. So here we were, awkwardly standing in the living room, trying to think of a conversation? But nothing really was coming to mind.
"Hey Lucy?" she finally spoke.
"Mhmm?" I glanced down at her, curious to what we`d be discussing next.
"Remember when I said... I may have wanted you?" she asked, slightly blushing.
"How could I forget?" I teased.
"Well, I wasn`t kidding." her voice was now a shy whisper as she ran a hand through my hair; I loved the feeling. Nervously she brought my face down against hers, allowing our lips to touch once more. By now I should be used to the feeling, but it still always had this original surprise to it. Easily, I returned the kiss, probably a little more hungrily then she expected. Gently I picked her up, holding her against my chest as she wrapped her legs around my waist; trying to hide the embarrassment that was clear on her face. Personally I found it adorable. Her hands were once again intertwining in my hair, tugging gently as the kiss deepened.
By now, I was guessing she had figured out I was sensitive to hair tugging.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked slowly, breaking away from the kiss.
"I`m sure..." she replied, her voice a little uncertain.
"You need to be one hundred percent sure." I continued, carrying her back into the bedroom "Because I doubt I can stop once I`m started."
"You do... love me, right?" she asked as I set her down on the mattress.
"Well you`re still alive and breathing?" I hinted.
"Just say it, please?" she was giving me puppy dog eyes again.
"I..." it`s a lot harder to say then I thought.
"Please." she encouraged.
"I... love you." gosh that was hard.
"Then I`m one hundred percent sure." she smiled, and I relaxed a little.
