Chapter 5

Addy woke up to sunlight on her face and the steady rise and fall of someone's breathing.

"Good morning."

She looked up and expected to see Dean's face but instead saw Sam. She gasped and sat up.

"Oh my God," she screamed, getting out of bed.

"What's wrong?" he asked mockingly.

"You're not him," she whispered, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Oh I forgot you're not with Sam anymore," he said, his face changing into Dean's," Better?"

She went for the door and suddenly there wasn't one. She turned back to see him right in front of her.

"What is this?" she asked angrily.

He smirked," Come on, Adriana. Let's go back to bed."

"Who the hell are you?" she whispered in fear.

"I thought you'd at least be a bit grateful to me," he replied," For bringing you back from the dead. Nothing big or anything."

"This is a dream and you're…" she trailed off, unable to form words.

"I'm the Devil, Lucifer, Beelzebub, The Dragon," he listed," Nice to finally meet you. I would have liked to do this outside your dreams but I can't find you and I just couldn't wait to meet you. The girl who broke me free."

"I didn't do anything," she said through clenched teeth.

"Oh but you will," he said, advancing towards her," It won't be long before you're ready for what I have planned for you."

"What do you want with me?" she asked.

He stroked her face and she flinched away. He grabbed her roughly by the chin," I'll never lie to you. Never."

"Than tell me what you want," she growled, attempting to jerk away from him but he held her tight, not enough to be painful but enough to keep her in place.

He leaned into her ear," I. Want. You."

"What?" she asked in confusion as his free hand trailed over her skin.

"Every king needs his queen, my dear," he said, kissing the spot behind her ear and she shivered in disgust," And you'll be mine."

She mustered all her strength and shoved him away," No!"

"You will be mine. Just like Lilith was."

"Never," she said, determined and pushing down all her fear," I will fight you with everything I have. You are not taking over this world and I will never be by your side."

He shook his head with a chuckle," You don't have a choice. You never had a choice. You've always known that. Give up now and save yourself the pain of watching anyone and everyone who tries to protect you die."

"No," she said," I'm not Lilith and I never will be."

He smirked and grabbed her, pulling her towards the mirror.

"Think again," he said and spun her towards the mirror to see her eyes were white and he laughed as she stared in horror.

Addy screamed at the top of her lungs in her sleep, waking up to Dean.

"Addy," he yelled, shaking her," Addy, wake up."

She opened her eyes with a gasp and her eyes landed on him.

"It was just a nightmare," he whispered to her and she sighed, settling into him as she caught her breath.

They fell back into the covers with his arms around her. It was early morning and the break of sunlight streamed in through the curtains.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked.

"Later okay," she said softly.

"I thought you'd be a screamer but jeez princess," he said with a chuckle and she hit him in the chest as she laughed.

"You're an ass," she said, sitting up.

"You've put up with me for two months so I guess I'm not that bad," he said and she smiled, shaking her head. He aimlessly stroked her hair. To anyone else this might look bad but they'd never had sex or done anything related to it. They were careful to make sure it didn't go any further than the occasional flirt. She tried to keep a reign on that too but he didn't make it any easier.

They shared a bed because one night he'd had a nightmare. She couldn't wake him up so she gently held him until his quiet noises of fear stopped. She hadn't meant to fall asleep with him but she did and it stuck after that.

She sat up again, getting out of bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked, sitting up.

"To the bathroom," she said, rolling her eyes," Don't be so clingy."

He chuckled," Who's an ass now?"

"It's still you," she replied, walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind her. She stared at herself in the mirror, her hair a ratty nest.

Lucifer's words echoed in her head and she couldn't think of anything to dispel them except the one thing they'd been doing for two months. Hunting. Vampires, ghost, demons. If it was in their reach they'd killed it and they didn't stop.

Everything constantly threatened to boil over but they kept it under control because they were both good at pushing things down. It's all they knew how to do and the one thing they had talked about was they'd figure it out when they were ready to.

She turned on the water and bent down, splashing some on her face. When she straightened back up, Cas was behind her the mirror.

"Son of a bitch!" she exclaimed, turning to him and he was inches away.

"Hello Adriana," he said.

She cleared her throat," Cas, I think we might have to have a talk about personal space."

"My apologies," he said, taking a step back.

"How'd you find us? I thought we were flying below the angel radar," she said, unconsciously rubbing her ribs where he'd branded her.

"You are. Bobby told me where you were," he explained," Where's Sam?"

She looked down," He's not with Dean and I anymore. What do you want, Cas?"

"I'd like your help," he said," You and Dean."

She sighed, debating with herself," With what?"

"Finding God," he answered and she blinked at him.

She sighed and led him out the door. Dean frowned, seeing both of them emerge.

"Look who decided to pop in and scare the shit out of me," she said, crossing her arms and looking to Dean, "He's still looking for God."

"You haven't found God yet?" he asked, getting out of bed," So I guess I can't have my damn necklace back?"

"No, I haven't found him. That's why I'm here. I need your help," he admitted.

"With what? God hunt? Not interested," Dean replied, standing next to Addy.

"It's not God. It's someone else," he said and Dean shared a meaningful look with Addy.

"Who?" she asked reluctantly.

"Archangel. The one who killed me."

"'Scuse me?" Dean asked in disbelief.

"His name is Raphael."

"You were wasted by a teenage mutant ninja angel?" Dean asked, raising a brow. Addy shot him with an exasperated look.

"I've heard whispers that he's walking the earth. This is a rare opportunity," he explained.

"For what? Revenge?" Addy asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Information," he answered.

"So, what, you think you can find this dude and he's just gonna spill God's address?" Dean asked.

"Yes, because we are gonna trap him and interrogate him," he said simply.

They stared at him, searching his expression. "You're serious about this," Addy said.

"Give me one good reason why we should do this," he challenged the angel," I'm kind of on vacation here."

"Because you're Michael's vessel and no angel will dare harm you."

"Oh, so he's your bullet shield," Addy said, her eyes wide.

"I need your help because you are the only one who'll help me. Please," he begged.

Dean looked to Addy. She met his eyes and she sighed, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"All right, fine," she said against her better judgment she was sure," Where is he?"

"Maine. Let's go," Cas said, reaching out to touch their foreheads. They both took a step back.

"Last time you zapped me someplace I didn't poop for a week. We're driving," Dean said.

"I was actually just going to say that we're not decent," she said, looking down at the shirt and shorts and to Dean who wasn't wearing a shirt at all which did on occasion bother her.

Castiel stood, staring at them.

"Cas, give us a second to change," Dean specified.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy slid out of the passenger seat in Waterville, Maine. Smoothing down her suit skirt, she looked to Cas who was climbing out of the passenger seat.

"Why are we at the police station?" she asked with a sigh as Dean rounded the car.

"A deputy sheriff laid eyes on the archangel," he explained.

"Pam laid eyes on you and she didn't have eyes anymore," Addy said under her breath," So what's the plan."

"We'll...tell the officer that he witnessed an angel of the Lord, and the officer will tell us where the angel is," he said plainly.

"Seriously? You're going to walk in there and tell him the truth?" Dean asked in disbelief.

"Why not?" the angel asked in confusion.

"Because we're human, Cas," Addy said with a laugh," Lying is how we get what we want from each other."

"And how you become President," Dean said, grabbing a fake FBI badge and shoving it in his coat pocket. He straightened the suit and tie as Cas stared at him, still at loss.

"I am not catching on," he said.

Addy exchanged an amused look with Dean and began pulling Cas inside," Just play along."

They walked inside and they looked around the office.

"Deputy Framingham?" Dean asked and a man turned around, rubbing his ear. Addy and he pulled out their fake ID's as Cas stood perfectly still.

"Hi, Martha Conaway and these are my partners Alonzo Mosely," she gestured to Dean and then grabbed Cas's ID and shoved it in his hand," and Eddie Moscone. He's new."

She looked to see as holding the ID upside down and she pinched the bridge of her nose," Really new."

"Mind if we ask you a few questions?" Dean asked as Cas stared at the ID in wonder. Addy grabbed it and shot him a look.

"Yeah, sure. Talk here, though," he said, pointing to the ear he'd been rubbing," Hearing's all blown to hell in this one."

"That happen recently?" Dean asked as he led the trio into his office.

"Yeah. Gas station. Why you're here, isn't it?" he asked as they all sat down.

"Yes, it is," Addy said, pulling Cas down to sit.

"You mind just, uh, running us through what happened?" Dean asked.

"A call came in. Disturbance out at the Pump and Go on Route 4," he began," Would not have believed my eyes if I hadn't seen it myself. We're talking a riot. Full scale. Thirty, forty, in all-out kill-or-be-killed combat?"

"What set them off like that?" Addy asked.

"It's angels and demons, probably," Cas said and both hunters gave him a wide eyed signal to stop talking," They're skirmishing all over the globe."

"Come again?" the deputy asked, attempting to clear his ear," What did he say?"

"Nothing," Dean and Addy said at the same time Cas said," Demons."

"You know how we all have our demons," Addy said quickly with a forced chuckle.

"I guess," the deputy replied, confused. She turned and hoped Cas could tell from her facial expression she was telling him to shut the hell up.

"What happened next?" Dean asked, changing the subject.

"Freaking explosion, that's what. They said it was one of those underground gas tanks, but, uh, I don't think so," he said, pausing as he remembered," Wasn't your usual fireball. It was, um-"

"Pure white," Cas finished for him.

"Yeah. Gas station was leveled. Everyone was...it was just horrible. And I see this one guy, kneeling, real focused-like, not a damn scratch on him," he said, his eyes displaying his horror," Donnie Finneman. Mechanic 's down at Saint Pete's hospital."

"Thanks," Addy said as she exchanged a look with Dean.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy stared at the unmoving man in the wheelchair. His eyes were open but he made no movements, no sign of life within him. Staring at him terrified her and she knew why. If Dean ever said yes to Michael, this would be his fate.

"I take it that's not Raphael anymore," Dean said.

"Just an empty vessel," Castiel verified.

"So is this what I'm looking at if Michael jumps in my bones?" Dean asked as Addy kept staring.

"No, not at all. Michael is much more powerful," he said and paused," It'll be far worse for you."

Addy's eyes widened as she looked from Cas to Dean. He didn't meet her eyes as he looked away.

"I need to go get something," Cas said and disappeared, leaving the two in silence.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy walked through the abandoned house, flipping through a book. Dean sat at a dusty table, looking through his father's journal. She set the book down and sat down on the table. Closing the journal for him, she tilted his face up to look at her.

"Yes," he said, playing clueless.

She sighed," Are we going to talk about we saw at the hospital?"

"I'm fine," he said and looked at her seemingly comfortable yet provocative position," You know this is actually really hot."

She sighed, rolling her eyes," That wasn't as charming as you thought it was. Just know you can talk to me about this. Okay?"

"I know," he said and stood up in front of her. She had to look up to see him this time," The whole share and care works both ways too ya know? You haven't told me what had you screaming bloody murder in your sleep yet?"

She sighed," It was a nightmare about…Lucifer."

He blinked, "What happened?"

"It was just a dream," she said, shaking her head," I'd been thinking about it when I'd fallen asleep."

Cas appeared, holding a ceramic jar.

"We're not finished with this conversation," he said, pointing a finger at her.

"Yes, Daddy," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Did you just call me Daddy?" he asked, raising a brow.

"Don't tell me you're into that?" she asked with a smirk.

He gave her a slow once over, "You're lucky the angel's here."

"Or what you'll spank me?" she challenged with a wink and he shook his head with a chuckle as he turned back to Cas who had watched the exchange in silence.

"Where've you been?" Dean asked.

"Jerusalem," setting the jar on the table next to Addy," This is oil. It's very special. Very rare."

"Okay, so we trap Raphael with a nice vinaigrette?" Dean joked.

Addy shot him yet another look," The difference between how funny you think you are and how funny you actually are is huge."

"Don't pretend you don't like it," he said with a wink and she glared at him, turning back to Cas.

"So we do this at sunrise, right?" she asked.

"Yes," he said.

"Tell me something," he said," You keep saying we're gonna trap this guy. Isn't that kind of like trapping a hurricane with a butterfly net?"

"It's much harder," Cas answered, unphased.

"Do we have any chance of surviving this?" Dean asked, putting out the dreaded question.

"You do," he replied.

"And Addy?" Dean asked.

"All the angels know Lucifer wants her," Cas explained and she flinched," They fear him as well."

"And what about you?" she asked, changing the subject," What's your survival rate here?"

Silence was her answer.

"So odds are you're a dead man tomorrow," Dean answered for him.

He took a deep, steady breath, "Yes."

"Last night on earth then," Addy attempted to say casually," What are you planning on doing?"

"I just thought I'd sit here quietly," he answered and the two hunters exchanged a deadly look filled with mischief.

"Come on, anything? Booze, women?" Dean asked.

Castiel awkwardly looked away, rubbing his neck and Addy smiled.

"Oh my God you're a virgin. Aren't you?" she asked and the frowned," Can angels even have sex?"

"I've never had occasion, okay?" he said like a teenage boy.

Dean grabbed his and Addy's jacket. He tossed it to her and said, "Let me tell you something. There are two things I know for certain. One, Bert and Ernie are gay. Two, you are not gonna die a virgin. Not on my watch. Let's go."

Dean walks out, expecting them to follow. Addy grabs Cas and pulls him along, following behind Dean.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy drank down another shot. Dean looked to her with a smirk.

"I'm sitting in a brothel to help an angel lose his V-card," she said, narrowing her eyes," I'm not sure about you but I think that warrants a drink."

He chuckled as he looked to Cas who looked as uncomfortable as ever," Hey. Relax."

"This is a den of iniquity. I should not be here," he said, frantically looking around.

"Dude, you full-on rebelled against heaven. Iniquity is one of the perks," he said, taking a drink as a hooker approached," Showtime."

"Hi. What's your name?" she asked, provocatively leaning towards Cas who sat, absolutely speechless, trying not to look at her. Addy bit her lip, attempting not to laugh.

"His name is Cas. What's your name?" Dean answered for the angel.

"Chastity," she said, touching Cas's hair.

"Chastity," Addy repeated," How very ironic."

Cas choked down him beer as Chastity tugged him up. Dean shoved a wad of cash in the angels hand and said," If she asks for a credit card, no. Now just stick to the basics, okay? Do not order off the menu. Go get her, tiger."

Cas stayed still, staring at them.

"Go, Cas," Addy ordered, standing up and shoving him in the direction Chastity had gone.

She turned back to Dean with a triumphant look on her face," I'm pretty sure there's a special place in hell for sending an angel to engage in prostitution but it was so worth it to see the look on his face."

They laughed as she began to sit back down but someone caught her by the arm. She turned to see a sleazy looking man with slicked back hair and too white teeth giving her a creepy smile.

"How you doin?" he asked and before she could open her mouth Dean was standing up, yanking her behind him.

"She's not on the menu buddy so keep walking before I knock your teeth in," he said and Addy looked at him with wide eyes.

He quickly scurried off and Dean turned back to her.

"You okay?" he asked and she laughed," What?"

"Did you seriously just defend my honor?" she asked.

"Damn straight I did," he seethed as they both sat down," That guy was twice your age and had a fucking comb over."

"Exactly," she said, leaning towards him," So you know I could have taken him."

"It's the principle," he said, slamming back another drink and she stared at him. Another hooker walked by, extra slowly when she saw Dean and he didn't even glance at her.

"Okay what the hell, Dean?" she asked.

"I'm not gonna apologize for threatening that creep," he said.

"That's not what I'm talking about," she said, searching his eyes," Every woman in here has been pining after you like you're water in the Sahara desert and you haven't even so much as blinked at them."

"Don't need 'em."

She shook her head," For God's sake at least look at one of them."

"I am," he said, staring at her.

She huffed, slumping her shoulders, "You're annoying."

"Look, even though we're not together we do have… something and I don't need anything else," he said with a shrug.

"We're…" she sighed," I don't know what the hell we are."

"Me neither," he replied and suddenly a shriek came from the direction Cas had gone.

"You don't think…" Dean began, trailing off.

"Who else would it be?" Addy asked, getting up and following after Dean who burst into the back room as Chastity stormed past them in a rage. They went inside to see a disheveled Castiel.

"What the fuck did you do?" Dean asked.

"I don't know. I just looked her in the eyes and told her it wasn't her fault that her father Gene ran off. It was because he hated his job at the post office," he said as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"This whole industry runs on absent fathers. It's, it's the natural order," Dean said as him and Addy burst into laughter and the door the hooker had left through opened. Two bouncers stood there, crossing their arms.

"Lap dance is over boys," she said, pulling them outside and they went outside, both of them still laughing hysterically.

"What's so funny?" the angels asked.

"Oh, nothing. Whoo. It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard. It's been more than a long time. Years," he said and gradually he began to stop laughing, his face falling.

Addy stared at him, realizing what he meant," We should get to the hospital. Sunrise is coming."

"Yeah, you're right," Dean said.

SUPERNATURAL

They'd spent the day in the hospital, waiting for Raphael. Nothing had happened and as they marched up to the abandoned house, the weight of the unsatisfying day weighed down on them.

"Well that's a day I'll never get back," Dean said with a sigh as he opened the door and Addy stepped through.

"Adriana wait," Cas said, but it was too late. A bright light had her shielding her eyes and turning away. When it dimmed, Raphael stood in the middle of the room, his power seeming to rise with him as he stood up from one knee.

"Castiel," he said, acknowledging his fellow angel.

"Raphael," he replied as they slowly edged closer.

"And I thought you were supposed to be impressive. All you do is black out the room," Dean joked.

"And the Eastern Seaboard," the powerful angel retorted and lighting flashed outside. They all jumped at the booming noise," It is a testament to my unending mercy that I do not smite you here and now."

"Don't provoke him," Addy ordered Dean with a glare.

"Or maybe you're full of crap. Maybe you're afraid God will bring Cas back to life again and smite you and your candy-ass skirt. By the way, hi, I'm Dean," he said with an overly confident smile.

She sighed and mumbled under her breath," That's not provoking at all."

"I know who you are. And now, thanks to him, I know where you are," the angel replied and Addy gulped.

"You won't kill him. You wouldn't dare," Castiel challenged.

"But I will take him to Michael," he said and Addy stepped protectively in front of Dean.

"So since you know who we are, you must have the good sense to be afraid of me just like the rest of your little pigeon winged bitches," she challenged, staring him down.

"How is that not provoking?" Dean asked, pulling her back and glaring at her this time. She kept her eyes on Raphael as they engaged in a silent battle of wills.

"You honestly think you can take me…Lilith," he said, taking a step towards her.

"My name's Addy. Remember it because you might be using it to beg for mercy soon."

With that, the ring of holy oil ignited around him and she smiled.

"Don't look at us, it was his idea," Dean said, gesturing to Castiel with a smirk.

"Where is he?" Cas demanded from his fellow angel.

"God? Didn't you hear? He's dead, Castiel. Dead but there's no other explanation. He's gone for good."

"You're lying," he challenged.

"Am I? Do you remember the twentieth century? Think the twenty-first is going any better? Do you think God would have let any of that happen if he were alive?"

"Oh yeah? Well then who invented the Chinese basket trick?" Dean asked and Addy turned to him with an exasperated look. He winked at her.

"Careful. That's my father you're talking about, boy," he threatened.

"And I'm sure Daddy dearest to be proud his sons started the apocalypse," she said through clenched teeth.

"He ran off and disappeared, leaving no instructions and a world to run," he argued.

"He didn't happen to work for the post office, did he?" Dean asked and she snorted a laugh, holding it back. This was supposed to be a terrifying situation and Dean was making her laugh of all things.

"This is funny to you? You're living in a godless universe," he said angrily.

Addy shrugged, "And that gives you guys the right to end the universe apparently."

"We're tired. We just want it to be over. We just want," he paused, searching for a word," paradise."

"So, what, God dies and makes you the boss and you decide you can do whatever you want?" Dean challenged.

"Yes," he said menacingly,"And whatever we want, we get."

A window burst open and Dean pulled her further away, shielding her with his arm as wind whipped through the room, blowing her hair in front of her face.

"If God is dead, why have I returned? Who brought me back?" Castiel demanded.

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe Lucifer raised you?" he asked and the angel froze," Think about it. He needs all the rebellious angels he can find. You know it adds up."

"No," Castiel said simply.

"He rose you, Castiel," he said and set his sight on Addy," Just like he rose his little whore."

She moved from behind Dean and stood directly in front of Raphael as close as the flames permitted," I belong to no one. Dean belongs to no one. Cas belongs to no one. All of you and your little angels better get it through your heads. It's our lives. We're going to fight you until the very end. No matter what it takes."

She felt Dean pulling her back and she let him as they began walking towards the door.

"Castiel, I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you." Raphael threatened.

Cas turned back to him," Maybe one day. But today, you're my little bitch."

Both hunters look to Cas proudly.

"What he said," Dean replied and Addy rolled her eyes, pulling him out the door.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy stared at the road ahead as Dean drove and Cas sat in the backseat, heavy with defeat.

"You okay?" Dean asked and he was met with silence," Look, I'll be the first to tell you that this little crusade of yours is nuts, but I do know a little something about missing fathers."

"Ditto," Addy said, turning to the angel in the backseat," God is your father and if everything else points to him being dead but you feel it in your heart that he's not. Keep looking. Screw everyone else."

"What do you believe Cas?" Dean asked.

"I believe he's out there," he answered without hesitation.

"Good. Go find him," Dean ordered.

"What about you?" the angel asked.

"What about me? I don't know. Honestly, I'm good. I can't believe I'm saying that, but I am, I'm really good," he said and he causally slung his arm behind Addy.

"Even without your brother?" Cas asked and Addy looked down.

"Especially without my brother. I mean, I spent so much time worrying about the son of a bitch. I mean, I've had more fun with you in the past twenty-four hours than I've had with Sam in years, and you're not that much fun. It's funny, you know, I've been so chained to my family, but now that I'm alone, hell, I'm happy," he said and when Addy looked back, Cas was gone.

"I mean it, you know," he said quietly and she met his eyes as he briefly took them from the road,"I'm happy."

She forced a small smile," I know, Dean."

He squeezed her arm and kept his eyes on the road as she gently lay her head on his shoulder.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Dean was in the shower and she thought now was as good a time as ever.

She pressed the call button and after numerous rings she got the voicemail," This is Sam Winchester's other phone. You know what to do."

The beep sounded," Hey. It's me…Addy. I just wanted to call to see if you were alright. It's been a long while."

She took a deep, shaky breath," I just want you to know I hope you're doing well. Keep yourself safe and just give me a call when you can…please. Alright, bye."

She shut the phone, ending the voicemail.

She didn't even notice the water had shut off and Dean emerged from the bathroom, a towel slung low on his hips.

"Did you get a call?" he asked, running his hands through his wet hair.

"Yeah, wrong number," she said with a shrug and put the phone down on the night table.

"Okay," he said and he turned to go back into the bathroom. A water droplet fell from his hair, down his spine, and disappeared into his towel. She groaned and flopped down on the bed as soon as he closed the door.

"Why can't he be ugly?" she mumbled under her breath.