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Part 6:
"Lucifer has chosen her as the mother of his child."
Kae held her breath, waiting for the blade to cut through her throat, to feel the blood run down her neck as she bled out.
It never happened. There was a bright flash of light and a loud thud. The blade fell to the floor and she scrambled away from it, a cry of pain escaping her lips as she tried to breathe properly.
"Cas!" she wasn't sure whether it was Sam or Dean that said it, but the next thing she knew, there was a hand gently cupping the side of her face and then there was no pain.
"You okay?" Dean helped her to her feet.
"Now...I guess." she frowned and touched her head where the gash had been, and then felt her ribs. "He healed me?"
Dean shrugged. "Working with an angel comes in handy sometimes."
Kae looked down at the blade that Dean was holding. It was covered with blood. Her eyes moved from the knife to Zachariah's body where it lay on the floor. Impressions of his wings had burned into the bed and the carpet.
"Can we get out of here?" she asked quietly. "Now?"
He studied her face for a moment, and she looked away, uncomfortable. It was weird; she'd come close to dying on hunts before, but this was different. She couldn't explain it, but she just wanted to get out of that room - out of the motel, out of the town.
"Probably best," Sam said after a moment. "We don't need the cops on our asses."
"Yeah." Dean agreed finally. "Let's go."
Kae yawned and opened her eyes. Her alarm clock read two in the morning, making her groan in frustration and bury her face in her pillow.
"I wouldn't get so angry, Kaelyn...you're still asleep."
Damn it. Not now. Not right now. She grabbed the knife she kept under her pillow and flipped herself onto her back before sitting up.
Lucifer was standing in the middle of her bedroom.
"What do you want?" she asked coldly.
He shrugged. "To talk?"
"Go fuck yourself," she spit out. "Zachariah told me what you want."
"Oh good for him." Lucifer crossed the room and sat down on the edge of her bed. Kae drew her knees up to her chest, trying to get as far away from him as was possible. "Makes it easier for me."
"Answer's no." she snarled. "I'm not going to be used as -"
He smiled. "Who said anything about using you? That was never my intention, Kae."
"I can't have kids - and you're crazy if you think I'd ever have yours if I could!"
"Well technically it wouldn't be mine." Lucifer mused. "It'd be Sam Winchester's."
Kae frowned and climbed slowly up off of her bed.
"Well you're barking up the wrong tree. I'm not going to let you use this guy for a failed attempt at impregnating me. Now get the fuck out of my head!"
Kae woke up abruptly, trying to stifle a scream. Once she realized she was in fact awake, and that Lucifer was gone, she broke down and cried.
"How's she doing?"
Sam glanced at the back seat. Kae was curled up fast asleep, facing away from them. "Sleeping." he paused. "We gonna talk about it?"
Dean glanced at him briefly before returning his attention to the road again. "Talk about what?"
"What Zachariah said about her."
"What, about her supposedly being the mother of his kid?"
Sam was quiet. "My kid." he whispered.
Dean scoffed. "Oh God, don't even go there alright? It's not happening."
"Dean -"
"No!" Dean pulled the Impala over to the side of the road. "I told you before, we make our own future, alright? Kae's doing the same thing."
Sam looked out his window and bit his lip. "So what do we do?"
Dean didn't answer.
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