Hi, hello, hey there, what`s up? Well as you know I haven`t updated in a while, so sorry; writers block... and school also started so I was a little bit busy anyways. Now that I`m settled I finished up this chapter as you can tell.

Warnings, there`s going to be spoilers for season nine in this chapter, so if you haven`t season nine then... I can`t help you :P there really is no way to avoid them. To those of you who have seen season nine, then think of episode ten in season nine :D the one where Cas, Crowley and Dean go on that trip to catch Gadreel? Yeah? Well that`s what Quinns part is based on, so it`ll make sense when you get there.

Disclaimer: I don`t own Supernatural or its characters; but I sure as hell mess with them :D

Enjoy my darlings C:

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Ella

After repeatedly seeing the one you love murder and torment innocent people; that can drive even the most optimistic people insane. It was one thing knowing that he used to do things like that, but actually seeing them first-hand, that leaves a scar. I couldn`t even look at Lucifer without panicking inside. I know he`d never hurt me, and I knew that he wouldn`t hurt anyone anymore without a good reason, but no matter how many times I told myself that; I was still so... nervous? No, more like scared. I couldn`t tell him that, I didn`t want him to feel bad for something that really isn`t his fault... Well okay maybe it is his fault, but he made his amends and I don`t wanna ruin that.

"Hey!"

Speak of the devil...

Lucifer suddenly zapped into the room, his usual menacing smile on his face as he crouched down beside me; I was currently lying on the bed. I couldn`t help but shudder, quickly covering it up with a faked smile. My insides were once again panicking and I couldn`t help but tense up in his presence; regardless I tried not to let it show.

"You`ve been sleeping all day." he noted.

"Guess it`s that exhaustion side effect." I muttered, attempting to sit up, but he pushed me back down.

"It`s alright, relax." he insisted, running a cold hand through my hair. It felt nice.

"These side effects..." I glanced up at him "Do they ever go away?"

"In time they will." he confirmed before adding "You said side effects... as in more than one? Is everything alright?"

He sounded so concerned and the look in his eyes was so genuine, I couldn`t believe that this was the same person in my visions. Alright, calm down Ella, the fact that he cares is proof enough that those two may have once been the same, but now they are two very, very different people. The devil I`ve come to love; he wouldn`t do that, not anymore. Would he?

"Everything`s... fine." I managed a smile.

"Really?" he raised an eyebrow, his eyes slightly suspicious.

"Yes. Really." I insisted, rolling my eyes.

He was suddenly on top of me, his hands pinning my arms down to my sides and his lips curling up in an amused smile. His cold eyes locked with my own; I could see the doubt in them.

"You`re lying." he purred more than spoke.

"N-no!" I stuttered, feeling a little stupid for showing hesitance.

"Think about what you`re doing." he scoffed "You`re attempting to lie; to the so-called devil. Do you see the problem with that?"

"I see your point." I sighed before attempting to push him off "But you`re after all a lousy excuse for a devil."

"Well forgive me for not taking Satanic-Lordship 101."

"Just get off." I rolled my eyes, once again attempting to shove him off.

"After you tell the truth?" he grinned a little as I continued to struggle.

"I have this thing called free will." I stated "So, nah."

"You keep telling yourself that." he mused, examining his fingernails nonchalantly while he held me down with only one hand "I`ve only got all of eternity to wait."

"Sure, you just keep waiting, excuse me while I go back to sleep." I couldn`t help but look smug as I said that, turning my face a little and nuzzling back into the pillow. Before I could make good on my statement, he lowered his head into the crook of my neck, his tongue coming out to tease the sensitive skin. I inhaled sharply, involuntarily arching my hips against his.

"You forget; I can always make you tell me." he chuckled as I shuddered at his tone; calm and cool as always. Still, I turned my head away not willing to tell him the truth, and with a challenged smirk he continued. He knew my soft spots, my weaknesses; after being with me for so long, he knew how to make me react. And in a matter of seconds I was a mewling mess under him. But no; no matter how forcefully he`d kiss me or how skilful his tongue was against my skin; I wasn`t telling him. And to my relief (because I doubt I`d be able to hold up much longer) he stopped.

With a sigh, he laid on his side beside me, my arms finally free of his restraining hands. I considered sitting up but instead I turned on my side too so I could glance at him; he looked... hurt?

"I thought the whole point of having someone to love." he muttered "Was so that you`d have someone to trust."

"Look, Lucy I-"

"Don`t bother." he sat up, swinging his legs over the bedside as if to get up "You don`t trust me, so what`s the point?"

I couldn`t even process the guilt that was beginning to cloud my mind. It`s not his fault; I shouldn`t be treating him so unfairly, he deserved better.

"Wait." I said a little too quickly, grabbing his sleeve to stop him.

"What?" he raised an eyebrow, glancing at me almost pathetically.

"I`m sorry..." I offered "It`s just that...the thing is lately..." what exactly am I supposed to say? I`ve been having hellish visions of you torturing and murdering people? Oh and because of that I`m currently feeling a little disturbed and terrified when around you? How would he feel if I told him something like that?

"Lately...?" he pushed, his eyes now had a curious-concerned glint to them.

"Okay." I locked my eyes on the mattress; avoiding his gaze as I gave in "I`ve been having visions."

"That`s to be expected." he said matter-of-fatly, his head tilting a little.

"About you..." I added and he seemed to tense up.

"Well that`s not at all stalker-like." he scoffed, but I could see he was forcing the humor; he seemed just as nervous as I was about the subject now "So what exactly... have you seen me do?"

I didn`t even know how to answer, my hand instinctively coming up over my mouth as fear briefly flashed over my eyes.

"Oh." he sighed and I knew he understood.

"So is that it?" his expression seemed hurt but his voice was mocking "You`ve seen what I am, what I can do... the monster that I can be. Aren`t you scared? Of course you are. I`ve noticed that little fearful look in your eye these past few days; you`re terrified, aren`t you? Don`t you wanna run? You should..."

"No!" I cut in "I just-"

"Forget it." he raised a hand for silence before continuing "This was to be expected, you really had no idea what you were getting into until now. Didn`t I tell you there was a reason they called me the devil?"

"I don`t care." I insisted "I`m sorry..."

"Why are you sorry?" his eyes locked with my own "You didn`t do anything wrong."

"But I just.. I mean." it was getting difficult to speak "Look; I don`t care about what you did. You had your reasons, and yeah sure that was really no excuse for your actions; but it`s in the past so it doesn`t matter. All I care about is the person you are now." he opened his mouth to speak but I continued before he could "And I know you`re trying to keep yourself calm, but I can see the hurt in your eyes and I never meant to do that. The whole reason I was keeping it from you was because I didn`t want you to feel this way; truth be told I don`t care about all that. Yeah sometimes I freak out a little, but I am only human... and in the end nothing`s going to change because; I love you."

"Do you ever think... that maybe you shouldn`t?"

I blinked at him before managing a response.

"That`s not how love works." I muttered "You don`t really get a choice in the matter of the heart."

"But if you could?"

"I`d choose you."

"That`s so cheesy." he suddenly chuckled, managing a sincere looking smile as I blinked at him.

"Shut up." I grumbled, sitting up on my knees so I could pull him into a kiss; words could only convey so much after all.

Quinn

I was currently standing in a rather dark room alongside Dean, Castiel and Crowley; who looked more than pleased to be here. After we met up to begin our hunt for Gadreel; who had been possessing Sam, I expected Crowley to tease me about the little kiss we shared but to my relief he had said nothing. I had remembered most of what would happen from the show; including how Gadreel would pose as Ezekiel to possess Sam, and how he would murder... Kevin. To think I could have saved him, but chose not too...

At the moment; the murderous angel was chained to a grayish chair and luckily Castiel had made it so he couldn`t escape. It took us a while to find him, considering I actually didn`t remember where he was supposed to be at the time. But now things were going to work out, and as expected; Crowley reached for his angel-evicting instruments of torture.

"Hold up." I was about to place my hand on his shoulder but thought better of it and kept my distance "Don`t bother torturing him, it`s not going to work." I remembered that much from episode ten in season nine.

"Then what do you suggest love?" he asked almost mockingly.

"I suggest you drop the attitude." I grumbled and he shot me an innocent smile, turning my gaze back to the little demon I added "You need to possess Sam, and kick out Gadreel."

"That`ll never work!" Castiel and Gadreel both blurted at the same time.

"I will not be controlled." Gadreel added with a solemn look "I`ll find you inside Crowley, and tear you apart if you dare..."

"I hate to agree with him." Castiel added with a grimace "But it`s very risky, and-"

"Trust me." I cut in, before glancing at Dean.

"Just get that damn angel out of my brother." Dean sighed, his gaze solemn and on the ground. I felt guilty looking at him, once again this all could`ve been avoided if I had intervened. The man missed his brother and all he wanted was Sam to be back, and to think I could have saved from this pain...

"Then may I?" Crowley asked, rolling his eyes a little.

"But I swear Crowley, if you mess up Sam I`ll-"

"Your lack of trust offends me squirrel." he smirked a little "Even our darling Quinn seems to trust me more then you; considering that lovely little kiss we shared."

Dean and Castiel exchanged glances while my eyes widened. Crowley... I`m going to freaking kill you later! Before I could say anything out loud the demon shot me a wicked grin before opening his mouth as dark red smoke poured out and shot into Sam. Once it was gone, Crowleys vessel slumped down as Sam too lost consciousness; everything went quiet.

A few minutes of awkward silence passed before Dean finally broke it.

"You kissed Crowley?" he blurted. Well at least someone's direct.

"Well yeah..." I replied awkwardly, noting how Castiel just cringed.

"Why?" Dean scoffed "He`s an asshole."

"No shit, Sherlock." I rolled my eyes, wanting to end this conversation but before I could, I noticed how disappointed Castiel looked. He hadn`t even said anything yet, and I could see something in his eyes; hurt perhaps? I owed them an explanation; I owed him an explanation.

"Augh, fine." I grumbled, folding my arms to seem a little sassy "Crowley and me struck a deal, he`d keep demons off my ass if I gave him a little info on what's to come. As we all know, you`ve got to seal a deal with a kiss so..."

"Wait?! There were demons after you...?" Dean furrowed his eyebrows.

"Well for a bit, but Lucifer took care of that." I answered "I was just thinking of the future, and thought it be best never have to worry about them again."

"Wait, Lucifer? You`ve met with him too?" Dean looked almost angry "Dammit Quinn, why the hell don`t you ever tell me about this stuff? If you were in trouble, we could`ve helped you."

"I know..." I bit my lower lip nervously "But I couldn`t get you guys involved-"

"Yes you freaking could." he was definitely angry "We`re your friendsQuinn; we`d want to help you. I don`t need more dead people on my hands..." I saw hurt flash over his eyes, he was probably thinking of Kevin. I wanted to tell him that it wasn`t his fault, that there was nothing he could do. I also wanted to explain myself further to Cas, I could still see hurt in his eyes and that bothered me. But before I could actually say or do anything, a glowing white light shot out of Sam and was followed by dark red smoke which poured back into Crowleys vessel. In another moment; Sam shot up with a gasp, his eyes wildly scanning the room.

"Sammy!" Deans voice was coated in relief as he went to attend to his brother, followed by Castiel. I on the other hand stood back a little, my eyes glancing at Crowley who got back onto his feet before dusting off his suit.

"What`s the matter love?" he grinned.

"You just had to tell them..." my voice almost came out as a growl.

"Thought you`d want something to talk about while I was saving moose." he mused "Better for me to start a conversation then to have you all gawking at each other quietly."

"I`m going to freaking kill you."