Been watching a lot of X Factor, America`s got talent, American Idol, Britain's got talent (Just for them hot judges), etc. So basically I open up my Microsoft word so I can write, and I play YouTube music in the background, but then I go to change the song and I notice X factor in my recommended. I tell myself no, don`t give into the sin, put on a song and carry on writing. But I click the recommended video and next thing I know four hours have passed, I haven`t written anything and I`m in love with Simons accent... So that`s why I`ve taken a little longer than usual to update.
Anyways just make sure you haven`t accidently skipped a chapter, intuition tells me some of you have XD So just double check, and as always: Revieeeeew, probably after baring with me for twenty chapters; you`ve realized I luv me some reviews.
Disclaimer: If I get a dog; I`d name it Supernatural, then I can go around telling people I own Supernatural. But unfortunately I don`t have a dog; so no, I do not own Supernatural.
Enjoy my darlings C:
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Ella
I was getting out of the shower with a towel wrapped around myself and another wrapped around my hair. I had already selected my clothes and they were lying on the bed when I walked in, careful not to drip onto the floor. Before I could even get my underwear on, Lucifer was behind me; looking completely innocent as he walked in on me, smirking a little as I adjusted my towel to cover most of myself.
"What the hell?!" I glared at him "If you haven`t noticed I was trying to change?"
"I`ve noticed." he said matter-of-factly, taking a seat on the side of the bed.
"Great, lovely, wonderful, get out, I need to change." I muttered as he gave me another innocent look.
"Well don`t let me stop you." he smirked a little "I`ve already seen it all."
"Sorry but there`s this thing called modesty, which I`d very much like to keep."
"Don`t you think it`s a little too late for that?" he teased.
"Out." I folded my arms, giving him a determined look.
"But I`m bored." he complained rather childishly "There really is nothing to do, I couldn`t even talk to you while you were showering."
"Oh you poor thing." I said sarcastically "Speaking of showering: you`re out of soap...and you don`t have any shampoo... to be honest, you really don`t have anything."
"I have you."
"Not what I meant." I couldn`t help but smile a little at that "We should really get stuff for this place though, there`s barely anything."
"And what exactly do you have in mind?" he replied "If you dare say beanbags..."
"Well." I answered "For starters you need a new TV; the old one doesn`t seem to work, and with a TV around at least there`ll be something to do. Secondly we`ll need to get bathroom stuff; soap, shampoo, rubber ducks. Also, maybe you could consider stocking up the kitchen so we wouldn`t have to go out for me to eat. And well... I kind of also need... umm... lady stuff before next week."
"Define lady stuff?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Well you know..." I glanced down at my towel-covered thighs "Lady... stuff...?"
"You`re going to have to be more specific."
"You know that thing... that every lady has to go through?"
"I`m not following...?"
"That monthly lady thing...?"
"I still don`t get it."
"I need stuff for my freaking period." I finally muttered, glancing up at him to see an innocent smile tugging on his lips. He probably knew exactly what I meant but just wanted me to say it.
"Anything else, or is that all?" he asked finally.
"Bean bags wouldn`t hurt?" I noted and he gave me a look, suddenly wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me up against his chest. I barely managed to keep my towel from dropping as he rested his head on my naked shoulder and blew on my ears. Teasing it with his tongue as I tried not to laugh, which didn`t really work out considering I was a giggling mess in seconds.
"Stop!" I tried to pull away but his arms wouldn`t give "This is just cruel." I hated being tickled.
"They don`t exactly call me the devil for my kind-hearted good nature." he whispered menacingly, I could feel his cold breath against my ear "Besides I did warn you, I think some punishment is due?"
"Nope, it is most definitely not due." I finally managed to get out of his grip, probably because he decided to let go.
"You really are no fun sometimes." he muttered.
"I`m as fun as it gets." I said defensively "Besides, it`s not my fault you're so hostile towards beanbags."
"Honestly I think I`ll just zap back in time and kill the man who invented bean bags." he grumbled to himself.
"Sounds like a plan." I teased "Too bad you don`t have the powers to do that."
"I`ve still got the power to do plenty of other stuff." he noted "Especially to you."
"Since when did you get so dirty minded?"
"Well..." he leaned back against the bed "I was locked up in a cage for centuries. What would you be thinking of after finally getting a little taste of pleasure?"
"I see your point." slowly my thoughts turned to something else "Speaking of which, we didn`t really use protection or anything..."
"No worries." he chuckled "You don`t possess the power, aura, or capacity to conceive a child of an archangel, even a fallen one for that matter."
"Why do I find that offensive?" I muttered.
"Look on the bright side? Most humans don`t have that capability, so at least you`re not the only one?"
"I`m flattered." I joked and he shrugged "By the way, mind if I do the shopping by myself?"
"Why?" he looked genuinely confused.
"Because I don`t need you hovering over me while I pick out tampons." I replied rather sassily.
"Well if you`re going to put it like that..." he rolled his eyes.
"Oh also one more thing." I remembered I still hadn`t changed.
"Mhm?"
"Get out."
Quinn
Still no replies from Ella.
This was practically what my life had come too, I`d wake up in the morning, check my e-mail for replies, go eat breakfast, check my e-mail for replies, clean my knives and restock my guns, check my e-mail for replies. As you can see there`s a pattern.
The Winchesters were still looking for Ella, but when an important hunt came knocking; they couldn`t ignore. I hadn`t heard from Castiel since he told us about Michael, and lately I`ve just been feeling lonely. Not that I`ll ever openly admit it, but it`d be nice to have someone around. Usually it`s just me by myself at the bunker. Even Sam offered me to join them on their hunt, but I said 'no' because I was to hell-bent on warning Ella, to care about other things.
Lucifer C:
Here`s a dark, terrible, secret that no one really knows about me. I hate being alone. Ever since my imprisonment, the loneliness had driven me to new feats of insanity. It was the worst torture imaginable, my reoccurring nightmare: the cage. When I was re-trapped with Michael, I was secretly grateful. Yes it`d be as dreadful and terrible being locked in the cage again, but at least this time, I won`t have to worry about the loneliness. Now here I am again, my third time being free, and now alone.
I was waiting for Ella to pray to me so that I could pick her up once she`s done all her shopping. But for the time being, I was just alone and bored out of my mind. Currently I was walking across some random street in... actually I`m not even sure what city this is. I think it's somewhere in America though?
Regardless, I was walking through the crowds, trying to find a way to amuse myself when I realized something I hadn`t before. There was a strange energy in the atmosphere, as if something powerful, something familiar, something evil was nearby. The energy was all around the place, but curiously I tried to focus in on it, tracking it. It wasn`t a long trek though, considering I instantly lost the energy.
Even though it had faded, something was still off in my mind. Why was it so familiar, where had I felt it before? Coyly I glanced around the street, I could see the roof of the mall I had left Ella at from behind the buildings. For a moment I felt concerned, was this just a coincidence, or was there a reason the energy was in the same city? I was still recovering, and for now I probably wouldn`t be strong enough to deal with the power I sensed. Which once again reminds of how familiar it felt, how much it felt like me.
Finally all the pieces clicked in. I know who it is.
Ella
In a way it felt nice to be on my own for a while, I felt independent and kind of normal. But it also felt kind of strange, even before I got thrown into this world; I used to be extremely social. I`d love having people around me, even if I hated them; I wanted someone around. But here I was, surrounded by crowds of people but feeling so alone. But not for much longer...
I had practically finished all my shopping, I paid extra for all the heavy stuff to get shipped to the house, and here I was; coyly carrying a bag of pads in one hands, and a bag of bath essentials in the other. I was about to summon Lucifer for pick-up when I noticed the ice cream store in the corner. When was the last time I had ice cream?
Hesitantly I buried my hand into my jean pockets, wondering if I had any cash left. Only a few dollars, definitely not enough; I should`ve asked Lucifer for more. Eh, I guess he can just buy me some when I summon him. Speaking of which, I better find somewhere private to do that. It might seem a little suspicious if a man just appears out of thin air and says hello.
"Hello?"
The new voice caught my attention and I turned my head up to see a familiar looking man smiling down at me. Do I know him?
"Er hi?" I replied a little tensely, wondering if that was impolite.
"I have noticed you eyeing that frozen desert establishment." his voice was firm and serious "May I purchase you some?"
"Thanks for the offer..." by the way he`s talking, it didn`t seem like he was from here "But it`s alright, I`m kind of busy anyways."
"I insist." he smiled broadly, a smile that was clearly fake.
"Look that`s really nice and all." I backed up just a little "But I`m meeting up with someone and I really don`t have the time. So I`ll just go..."
"No, you will not." he suddenly grabbed my arm, his grip was like steel.
"If you don`t let go right now, I swear I`ll scream." I threatened, gesturing towards the crowds of people that would hear.
"You may scream if you wish." he replied calmly "These humans can`t help you."
Did he just say humans...? As in he is not one himself? Suddenly it clicked, I knew who he was.
"Michael..." I muttered, noticing how his expression turned proud.
"You should be grateful you know." he continued "It`s an honour to be chosen for such a valiant task. To restore an archangel."
"Been there, done that." I said quickly.
His eyebrows furrowed: "You... have?"
"Lucifer." I answered bluntly "He was an archangel after all right? Speaking of which, he`ll be here any second, so you should really consider letting go. Unless you know? You want to get incinerated?" to be honest I was lying, I knew very well that Lucifer wasn`t restored to full power yet. So basically I was screwed unless Michael was gullible.
"You should really listen to her, brother." Lucifer said, suddenly appearing behind us.
"Lucifer." Michael didn`t seem as surprised to see him.
"Michael." Lucifer smirked a little "Look at you brother, still in one piece, but there is something off isn`t there?"
Michael looked ashamed for a moment, his gaze going to the floor nervously.
"You know it too?" Lucifer chuckled lightly "The mighty and righteous Michael... so much for that? Look at what the cage did to you? I can feel your grace, your soul; it's dark. The cage has twisted you too, you aren`t as pure as you were. Now you`re a monster. Just like me."
"Silence!" Michael demanded, his tone loud and authority-like. Everyone turned to glance at us before continuing on their way.
"Always so sensitive." Lucifer continued to chuckle.
"You`re not the only one who can sense grace." Michael`s voice was low "I can feel yours as well, I admit it`s not as tarnished as I remember, but it is weak. Very, very weak. This explains why you have this... human, in your company."
"Well actually..." he glanced at me now, his gaze locking with my own "my reasons are my own, why are you here?"
"You know very well." the archangel replied "My grace is also weak, I need restoration and that human bares the only amulet which can do so."
"Yes, I can see what you`re trying to do, but my dear brother; I`m not letting you take her."
I sighed a little in relief, at least Lucifer had a chance against Michael. The archangel himself wasn`t at full power.
"I wasn`t asking for your permission." Michael stated and suddenly a bunch of other angels appeared. None of them looked familiar, but there were enough for the shoppers to notice, because soon people were pointing fingers and speaking in whispers.
Once again Michael grabbed me by the wrist, but I wasn`t prepared to be a damsel. I swung one of my bags at him, by the sound it made when connecting to his head: I presumed it was the bathroom essentials. He wavered for a moment, backing up before yelling: "Destroy everything!"
Suddenly a bright light began to fill the room, the angels were revealing their true forms. People had begun screaming since their eyes couldn`t handle it, and I was prepared to be the next one when Lucifer wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his chest and placing a hand over my eyes. The screaming stopped instantly and everything went quiet; he removed his hands.
We were once again back in Nicks house.
"Holy shit." I yelled out a little.
"It`s alright, you`re safe now." Lucifer actually seemed concerned.
"No not that." I replied; not referring to the angelic intervention we just had "I forgot my pads in the mall, I`m so screwed next week."
"Humans..." he sighed a little, and suddenly the house began to shake a little.
"What was I thinking..." he grumbled "This place doesn`t have the proper warding against archangels, you`re not safe here. We need to leave."
"But all that furniture I paid for..." I muttered.
"We don`t have time for this." was it just me or does he seem a little jumpy? Easily he grabbed my wrist and once again the scenery changed. I recognized the place immediately, and my heart fell a little at the sight in front of me.
"Quinn." I glanced at her, she was sitting on the table at the bunker; Sams laptop in front of her.
"Ella..." she blinked at me, her expression unreadable "You`re... you're okay?! You`re here! Did you get my e-mail?"
"What the hell are we doing here?" I glanced at Lucifer who seemed to be examining the room.
"This place is warded against archangels." he replied easily "Of course I don`t count since I`m fallen, but you`ll be safe here."
"Are you talking about Michael?" Quinn piped up.
"You know?" Lucifer raised an eyebrow while I turned away from here.
"Yeah, I sent you an e-mail with a warning.. guess you never read it." Quinn sighed "Look Ella I`m sorry... just please let me help you."
"Never. Ever. Again." I replied coldly.
"We don`t have time for this." Lucifer grumbled "Where are the Winchesters?"
"They`re not here." Quinn answered "So please, just stay for a while. Let me help you Ella. Let me make it up to you. Please... I thought I was doing the right thing back there, but I don`t know anymore. I should`ve listened to you. I should`ve given you a chance. And this time I swear I will, so please..."
I looked at her, everything about her apology seemed genuine, but my heart couldn`t take it. The way she left me feeling that night, that was inexcusable.
"We need the help Ella." Lucifer said aloud "Just for a little bit, until I`m powerful enough to deal with Michael. He`s weak as it is, so I don`t even need to be fully restored. Just a few days will do."
"Listen Quinn." my voice was still cold "We`ll stay here for a bit, I`ll let you help me. But you`re not forgiven, and I don`t know if you ever will be. I can assure you though: we`re not friends anymore."
"I understand..." Quinn sighed "You can still stay."
