"What are we doing here?" Dylan asked when we shimmered in front of the manor.
"Well, we must make sure that this little change of heart is permanent. I need to know that I can trust you three before I let you in on any of my plans."
"Big, bad, Lucifer, afraid of three skirts?" I mocked. He smirked in my direction.
"Not at all. It would just be a shame if you changed your mind and I had to kill you. All that power, gone to waste." He walked past us along the walkway to the front door. "So ladies, are you going to invite me in or what?"
Ding dong. The episodic panicking momentarily ceased at the chime of the doorbell. Dean marched over to the door and swung it open.
"What?" Dean answered as he opened the door to a short man in a black suit.
"Is that how you people answer doors? And you people think my kind is rude." The man said as he brushed past Dean into the house.
"Who the hell are you?" Dean asked as Sam approached from the kitchen.
"He's a demon." Castiel flew in behind him and closed the door. Both Sam and Dean instantly whipped out their guns and took aim.
"You know angel wings, I do have a name. Crowley." The demon said over his shoulders with a wink to Cass.
"Well, Crowley," Dean said. "I'd say nice to meet you but…" he trailed off as he pulled the trigger. Crowley took a step back and growled.
"Ow! That hurt!" he yelped.
"What do you want?" Sam asked.
"We don't have time to care." Dean spoke.
"Why not? I'm here to help." Dean threw him his signature smirk.
"And for some reason, I don't believe that." He responded with every word dripping with disdain.
"Fine. Then you better hope blue eyes can find your little girlfriends before the world burns to the ground." Dean and Sam looked at Castiel for confirmation.
"What do you know?" he asked. Seeing that this angel would even hear Crowley out, meant that they would need all the help they could get. Sammy slowly lowered his gun.
"Look, I didn't come here to get shot. Your three little witches paid me a visit in my home. They were looking for Lucifer."
"Lucifer?" Dean asked confused. "They want to go up against Lucifer? Well, at least it's productive." Dean joked.
"They want to team up with him numb nuts. They took my gun… the colt." All ears perked up to full attention with the mention of the Colt.
"What? You had it?"
"Yes. I was Lilith's right hand man. You may have heard of me… the king of the Crossroads. Look, if the charmed ones are working with Lucifer, than he has the colt. What do you say we go get it back before they turn for good." Sam thought the demon's proposition over carefully. Dean could see the screws turning in Sam's head.
"Sammy." Dean warned.
"Can you give us a minute?" Sam asked Crowley. The demon rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, of course. Take all the time you need. It's not like this is the end of the world." Crowley bit out sarcastically. Sam and Dean walked into the kitchen, leaving Cass to keep an eye on their little 'guest'.
"What are you thinking Sammy?" Dean sounded aggravated.
"I'm thinking that we can use him to not only get the girls back, but the Colt back too." Sam answered equally aggressive.
"Can't you see? He's playing us. Why would the King of the Crossroads want to stop the charmed ones from joining his team?"
"Maybe because they tortured me, and with their power and Luci's power combined, we will all be cannon fart! You MORON!" Crowley shouted as he waltzed into the kitchen. "Do you really think I'd willingly walk into the most dangerous of houses for demons, if I was anything but completely against the end of the world?" This demon had a temper on him. "I like my existence the way it is, thank you."
"So then what do you propose?" Castiel jumped in.
"I propose, my uptight friend that we work together on this one. I can see that you are almost finished with the potions, but you need me to get close to them. They won't trust you guys. I can get them to drink it." Silence took over as the three men went into deep thought. They hadn't even noticed when the front door opened.
"Honey!" I yelled as my sisters, Lucifer and I stepped into the house. "I'm home." Sam, Dean and Castiel rushed out into the living room. "We brought a friend home. I hope that's alright?" I said with a sly smile.
"Lucifer." Castiel spoke.
"Castiel. Brother. Nice to see you again."
"I won't let you harm them. This isn't how their life is supposed to turn out."
"Yeah? Well, if destiny isn't playing out the way you thought it would, you could always blame the ones who messed it up… Oh wait. Now, wouldn't that be you and your two little apes standing by your side?" Castiel glared at his brother, a part of him feeling sorry that his big brother ended up this way.
"Dammit girls! What are you doing with him?" Dean growled at us.
"Somewhere inside of you, there is still good. I know it." Sammy tried.
"Not for long." Lucifer chimed in. "See, that's why we are here. The three of them have such potential, but I have to make sure they stay like this. Now, what better way than to have them kill an innocent. The two of you."
"That makes no sense Lucifer." Castiel defended the boys. "You need both Winchesters for your big show down to work." Lucifer gave Cass a spine shivering smile.
"I can always bring them back to life afterwards brother. You know that. Now, I think it's time they take over their powerbase. Girls." With that, the three of us gave skin crawling smiles of our own. I flipped open my hand to hold a ball of energy, while Kimberly held a ball of fire and Dylan held a ball of plasma.
"Kim." Sam called.
"Stop guys." Dean tried before we pointed our palms at the angel. It was like something out of Dragon Ball Z. The balls of power turned into three rays, which united and created one huge stream of power shooting at Castiel. On impact, everyone was temporarily blinded from a bright white light. When everyone regained their vision, Castiel was gone.
"Now, it's your turn." Dylan spoke.
"Great idea Sammy. 'Let's trust a demon.' Have you noticed, he's not here?" Dean mocked his brother in his last moments. Sam, on the other hand, was absolutely speechless. The boys were told of the power we would one day have, but he NEVER expected that. Kimberly placed a fire ball in her hand and tossed it at them. Everyone was surprised to have the wind blown out of them as we all went flying in different directions. We quickly sat up to see our parents standing in front of Dean and Sam. The trio had orbed in, and Kimberly's mother quickly blew up the fire ball, causing us all to fly. Dylan's mother tossed a potion at Lucifer without hesitation and another bright white light shined in our faces as he left his vessel.
"Grab the potions! We'll hold them off!" My mother yelled to Dean and Sam. The two did not hesitate to rush off to the kitchen, but suddenly all Dean wanted was to say a big fat 'I told you so'. Crowley was gone along with the batch Sam cooked.
"Don't make us have to kill you." I warned our parents.
"Right back at you." Kimberly's mother answered. Dylan put a calming hand on Kim's shoulder.
"We can come back. We have to get back to Lucifer." The three of us came out of our defensive stances and shimmered away. If we were going to kill Lucifer and take over, now was the time to do it.
"I don't understand. What happened to the potions?" Dylan's mother asked Sam. Dean was too busy loading up his guns with bullets a little more lethal than rock salt.
"Crowley took the batch I made."
"And who's Crowley?"
"Another demon that Sammy wanted to be BFF's with."
"OKAY, Dean, would you lay off already!" Sam retaliated bitterly. "You're not helping."
"Here's how we help. We find Crowley and kill him. Then we find the girls, and kill them."
"You're not killing anyone!" My mother shouted, immediately taking offense.
"THEY KILLED CASS!" Dean screamed. "Who knows how many others they've killed? They have to die!"
"You aren't touching them!"
"Try and stop me." Dylan's mother immediately held my mother's hand.
"Calm down. Look, they haven't killed anybody yet. I can sense that. And Cass isn't dead. They don't have the power to kill an angel, but that blast was powerful enough to spring him into another world. He's probably in the astral plane."
"So what do we do?" Sam asked. No one answered. "You three are the only ones who can take them on. So, with all this power, we need a plan. What do we do?"
When we arrived in the underworld, our plan was to slaughter until someone informed us on Lucifer's whereabouts, but it seemed as if this time, that was unnecessary. Crowley stood in front of us.
"Took you guys long enough. Did you kill them?" The three of us shared a look of judgment before responding.
"What's it to you?" Kimberly asked. Crowley waved off our obvious attitudes nonchalantly.
"Because if anyone can kill those Winchester idiots, it would be the three of you. My queens." He knelt down on one knee and bowed his head.
"Queens? And why is your loyalty with us, instead of Lucifer?" I asked.
"Because, my queen, Lucifer is an angel. He only made us as an F you to God. He hates us, just as much as he hates humans. It's time for pure evil to be in charge. You three will lead us to greatness." Once again, my sisters and I had a silent conversation on the topic.
"Well, that's exactly what we think." Dylan said.
"But to take over completely, Lucifer must die. He is at his weakest point right now thanks to our parents." Kimberly continued.
"Then now is the time that his rule ends."
"Do you know where he is?" I asked. Shaking his head, he replied no.
"I do not, but I do know how to ensure victory."
"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"The three of you are very powerful, but so is Lucifer. You're not ready to take him on yet, but we can speed up the process."
"What are you talking about?" Dylan asked, becoming impatient.
"I'm taking about multiplying your powers."
"Like Phoebe had in her past life." I thought aloud.
"Exactly, if you three were to multiply the power of three, you'd be unstoppable."
"That's perfect. But, we need the book to come up with a spell or potion." Once again Crowley shook his head with a proud smile.
"Not necessary. I have a power magnifying potion at home. You know, just in case Lucifer turned on me and I needed a little extra something to defend myself."
"Then what are we waiting for?" Kimberly asked. She waved her hand and the four of us shimmered off to Crowley's home. While lounging around in his house, waiting for the potion to be ready, a sudden thought came to me.
"Why would you want us to take over Crowley? After the way we treated you, I mean." He smiled at me.
"All water under the bridge. Besides, the underworld needs a strong leader. I saw great potential of power in the three of you." After a few more minutes, Crowley stepped out of the kitchen with three vials. "Okay, all you have to do is drink up, and you will have more power than you have even imagined." Dylan and I took ours to drink.
"Wait." Kimberly spoke suddenly. "Do you have any more of the potion left in the kitchen?" Crowley nodded, unsure where this was going. "Good. Then drink this one. You have showered us in nice words, but I think I'm going to need a little more than that as inspiration. Besides, if you truly are our ally, then you can become more powerful and be our right hand man." Crowley nodded and did as he was told.
"I feel it." He whispered after a moment. "It's working." With a wave of his hands, everything in his living room flew up to the ceiling and hung there. Smiling with satisfaction, the three of us gulped down the remaining potions, eager for our power increase. I suddenly felt woozy. My body began to burn and itch as I watched my claws retract themselves back into normal nails. My tattoos began to slither back down my arm until only the original marking of the Sultra demons remained. I looked over at my sisters to see the same thing happening to them. The power rush I expected to feel was in fact, quite the opposite. We fell to our hands and knees before the final marking disappeared.
"What's… happening?" Dylan gasped as we felt our power continue to drain.
"You're becoming human again. Witches." These words were the last I heard before I passed out.
Shortly after, Crowley had kept his word and brought us back to the manor, surprising our family and friends. Castiel had come back but he too was physically drained, having to return back to our plane, turn Randy back into a human and erase his memory of the entire night. Before he left, Crowley told the guys we can keep the colt as long as we use it to kill Lucifer with. When the three of us finally came to, our memories quickly flooded our minds. I thought we'd be greeted with open arms, grateful that we were okay, instead our migraines were amplified by the yelling of our parents. When that was over, we thought the worst had ended. I guess we forgot about Sam and Dean. Once the episodic tantrums were over with, the three of us split up, trying to right the many wrongs we did in just one night. Dylan went to check on Randy, feeling more than ashamed she used her powers on him. Of course, him not remembering any of it made things that much easier for her. She ended up spending the night over at his house, trying to make up for the wrong her boyfriend was clueless about.
"Dean?" Kimberly knocked at his door. She knew he was ignoring her, so she opened the door and walked in. "I know you're upset, but I just wanted to apologize. I'm not proud of the things I did Dean. It's just that we bonded over the short time that I've known you and I think of you as a friend. I just hope we can get back to that." With that she turned on her heels and left. Dean watched as she left his room. He couldn't help the slight smirk that curved his lips despite his anger. Sam had past me in the hallway, so I took the moment to approach him. He was reluctant, annoyance clearly written all over his face.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry… for molesting you." I said with a smile. "And embarrassing you. This was all my fault. My pride got the best of me I guess. I felt insulted at the fact that you guys don't see us as equals. It was stupid not to consult you or our white lighter when we are so new to all of this. It was my dumb idea not to say anything to you guys, so I'm really sorry. I blew it with a great guy, but at least I learned my lesson."
"Shar," I looked up from the ground to stare into his eyes. "I don't mean to cut you off or anything, but I'm really tired. It was a long night." I nodded and forced a smile.
"Yeah. Yeah. Of course. Goodnight then." With a forced smile of his own, he walked past me. I slumped against the wall for a while before Kimberly came up the stairs.
"Going to bed chica?" she asked me.
"I doubt I'll be able to sleep tonight."
"I know what you mean. I did a bad, bad thing." I smiled at her.
"It wasn't your fault."
"I kissed Dean." My eyes popped wide open.
"Oh." I said, not being able to think of something else to say. She stared at me with a hopeless look in her eyes. I threw my arm around her shoulder.
"Well big sis, I think ice cream is in order." I said as we waltzed down the stairs. "We can gossip and watch sad romance movies all night long."
"Sounds good. Where's Dylan?"
"She went over to visit Randy."
"I love her, but she is really making me look bad." Kimberly joked.
"Look, you were all but possessed. Cody will forgive you." Then I thought about it. "Or maybe just this once, he doesn't have to know." After a bowl of ice cream and 'A Walk to Remember', we were tearing up into the popcorn bowl.
"Shar?"
"Hmm." I sniffled.
"What if I liked it?" I looked at her clueless of what she was talking about.
"Liked what?"
"What if I liked kissing Dean?" My head snapped in her direction.
"Did you?"
"Well, I thought it was the influence of evil, but now that I'm normal… I don't know."
"But, but Cody." I reminded her.
"I know! I didn't even think about it before. Cody's great, but I feel like I'm living a lie with him. The other night, a demon attacked while I spent the night at his place. I had to freeze the room in the middle of the… you know." I tried to lighten the mood.
"Are you sure that's why you froze the room Piper?" I said with a sly smile and raised brows. She glared at me.
"I'm serious. I keep worrying that he's going to be attacked or worse."
"Hey, you and Cody are good together. And yes, the show has taught us that dating mortals can be difficult, but Charmed also taught us that a witch can be with a mortal, hence Paige and Henry. I'm sure you and Cody are just as destined to be as Randy and Dylan."
"Well, what did you see in the future?" That question took me off guard. Kimberly had stopped asking questions about the future for a while now.
"Well, you were… gone. Besides, that future has been changed. We aren't basing our destinies on that future."
"I know, but the future isn't all wrong. How was your future? If you won't tell me mine, at least tell me yours. All you've said is that you saw Sophie." With a restless sigh, I gave in. I'm not good with keeping secrets, and this one has been killing me.
"Okay, but remember that you asked for it. Sam is Sophie's father." Kimberly's mouth dropped and then turned up at the corners into a smile.
"I should have known." She teased. I glared at her.
"Apparently Cass kept sending me to try and get Sam to come back to the group and we ended up sleeping together. I got pregnant and shortly after we got married. Her name is Sophia Alyssa Winchester."
"You gave her my middle name?" Kimberly asked with a big smile.
"Yup, but you know things went to hell shortly after with Sam saying yes to Lucifer. Not that he really had a choice. It was either him or Sophie. Then afterwards, Lucifer came for us. He wanted us to be an evil royal family I guess. That's kind of when you died. We tried to fight him off but he killed you and then he said if I didn't go with him, he'd kill Dylan too, so we went with him. It just sucked that you left your daughter behind. Her name was… Selena… Mary… Winchester." I spoke slowly, trying to ease her into it. Her eyes bulged out of her head.
"What?"
"I guess that's a little perspective for your new found interest in him."
"We… I… Dean?"
"Yeah. He's a great father though. But he took your death pretty hard. You think Dean is crazy now? Give him ten years. And Dylan, she married Castiel."
"Oh. My. God." She exclaimed.
"I know. She doesn't know that Dean told me, so shh." I said with a chuckle. "But they don't last. They separate and she starts fooling around with… someone else." I decided to omit that detail about it being Dean.
"So, that's what you guys have been hiding."
"Awkward huh?" She nodded.
"I need more ice cream." She took my bowl and left the room to bump smack into Sam. "Hey. What are you still doing up?"
"Just going to the bathroom." He forced a smile and kept it moving.
"Okay. Night." As Kimberly walked down the stairs, something dawned on her. "Holy crap." She muttered to herself in realization. "Awkward."