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By the time the sun was rising, Dean had stopped at a hotel. Sam grabbed the bags and Dean carried me inside as my thighs weren't fully healed and still hurt like hell. He set me down on the bathroom counter.

He helped me take the shirt off and grabbed a washcloth and started cleaning my shoulder off and stomach. I winced as I leaned back so that he could get to my side wound better.

He tried to help support my back with one hand as he cleaned. "For someone who uses a dagger like you, you sure end up with the pointed end inside you far too often." He chuckled.

"Trust me, it's not by choice." I replied.

"Alright, babe, let's get these jeans off." Dean said as he unbuttoned my pants.

"For some reason that sounds easier said than done." I said with a sigh.

"Can you lift up off the counter?"

"With one hand? No, my other shoulder is still too weak."

"And you can't stand yet… Sam!" Dean yelled for him.

Sam came in, "What's wrong?"

"Jeans." I said. "I'm beginning to think I need to wear dresses and skirts all the time."

"No complaints here." Dean said with a smirk.

"Alright, how we doing this?" Sam asked.

"They're covered in blood so this isn't gonna be easy." Dean said. "You pick her up. Babe, use your good arm to wrap around Sam's neck."

I nodded and Sam lifted me up as I wrapped my left arm around his neck. I winced as Dean started prying them off. They stuck to my skin and especially around the wound, pulling it open and making it bleed again.

I whimpered in pain as I buried my face in Sam's neck.

"You're doing good, Dee." He whispered.

"Almost past the cuts, babe." Dean added.

"Next time can we just cut them off?" I said.

"Maybe, if you didn't wear such tight pants." Dean said. "Don't get me wrong, your ass looks amazing in them!"

We all chuckled. I squeaked as Dean pulled the jeans past the cuts. The rest was easy and Sam set me back down on the counter grabbing a clean towel and pressing it against one leg as Dean did the same to the other.

"Sorry, babe, they kind of dried against the wound." Dean said.

"Yeah… I kinda got that." I said.

"I'm gonna go and get us some food." Sam said.

Dean nodded and Sam left. Dean worked on cleaning up my legs, but they were bleeding steadily now. He put the towel on my thighs and put his hands over them as he stood between my legs.

"Get those gorgeous lips over here and kiss me." He said with a smirk.

I wrapped my good arm around his neck and brought my lips to his. I relished in his kiss, happy to have him back and with me. The bleeding on my thighs stopped and Dean pulled away to finish cleaning me up.

Dean pulled out a pocket knife.

"What's that for?" I asked.

I brought the blade to my hip and cut the underwear off on each side.

For some reason the act flared desire through me. I smirked at him and pulled him toward me and kissed him passionately.

He smiled against my lips and pulled away slightly, "You're kinda into this rough stuff aren't you?" His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled my hips toward him. "Kinda hot. You gonna tell me what else you're into?"

"I'm kinda hoping you'll get into something."

He chuckled, "You did not just say that."

"Oh, I did." I pulled him closer and pulled his shirt over his head. "And I meant it."

He kissed me hard as my hands trailed down his chest and to his buckle. I dropped his pants and wrapped my legs, thighs now healing faster, around him.

He growled playfully as his hands unhooked my bra and slipped it off of me. I grabbed his hips and pulled them toward me. He entered me and I moaned in delight as did he.

He was gentle at first, until the wounds started healing faster. I pulled him down to me and whispered a single word in his ear, "Harder."

He willingly obliged and holding my hips he began to thrust harder. I moaned with every thrust and when the sweet satisfaction of release coursed through our bodies, we both moaned loudly and then smiled at each other.

He chuckled and kissed me as we both tried to catch our breath. "God, I love you."

I kissed him sensually before pulling away again, "I love you, too."

"Will you ever stop being perfect?" He asked with a smirk.

"I hope not. Gotta keep you interested, my love." I replied.

"I'll always want you, babe. I think even more so, if you keep that up." He chuckled and then glanced at my shoulder and pulled further away to look at my side and thighs. "Why are they not fully healed?"

I looked down, where I had been stabbed were now deep purple bruises. the wounds themselves were healed, just bruises now. "The cuts are gone. That's an improvement." I said wincing as I lowered my now bruised shoulder.

"But you're still hurt… shouldn't you be healed? Especially, after that?" He gave a half smirk.

"Maybe it has something to do with the blade he used." I replied.

"Or maybe you need more?" He asked with a growing smirk.

I laughed, "Right now I need a shower and then food." I tilted my head, "I don't even remember the last time I ate."

He kissed my cheek and then pulled his jeans back up and buckled them. "Alright." He started the water. "I'll be back to join you in a minute. Just gonna grab you some clothes first."

I nodded and slipped off the counter with his help. My legs were sore, but I was able to stand and walk, just a bit of pain. The shoulder was the worst, as the blade had pierced straight through my shoulder.

I got into the warm water and sighed. With one hand I wet my hair thoroughly. Dean joined me and ran his hand through my wet hair and gently helped me wash it with the hotel's provided shampoo. It didn't seem to matter what I used on my hair, it still stayed silky soft and always had a hint of lilac and vanilla.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed him gently washing my hair for me and then rinsing it for me. We finished getting cleaned up and got out. I wrapped a clean towel around me and Dean playfully tossed one on my head and rubbed my hair dry.

"Hey," I giggled. "You're gonna make it all knotted!"

"That's what a brush is for." He said, pulling the towel off and kissing my cheek.

He got dressed and helped me into a pair of clean underwear, which happened to be a thong. I grabbed the clean overshirt of his that he got for me and put it on. He handed me my brush and I turned my back to him as I brushed my hair, looking in the mirror.

I was Dean tilt his head and look at my butt. I leaned over the counter, sticking my hips back. "You like the view back there?"

His eyes widened and he smiled widely, "Very much so." He tapped my butt lightly and growled before walking out.

I finished brushing my hair with my good arm. I headed out, not bothering to put the jeans on that Dean had left for me. Primarily, because I figured it would be uncomfortable over the bruises.

Sam was setting food out as he sat down and a six pack. I walked over to the table and leaned over standing by him, grabbing a beer. I felt Sam's eyes on me and heard Dean chuckle, "Think Sammy's enjoying the view too, babe!"

I straightened up, the shirt falling back down and looked at Sam who was blushing and pretending to look busy. I leaned down and kissed his cheek before sitting on his lap.

"Don't be embarrassed, Sammy." I leaned over and whispered in his ear. "You're allowed to look… and touch." I added in a sensual tone as I trailed a finger gently down his cheek.

His blush deepened and a grin pulled at the corner of his lips, "You are too much, Dee." He said softly.

I wrapped my good arm around his neck, "You love it." I said as I kissed him briefly.

One hand wrapped around my side and his other trailed over my knee and up my thigh, it brushed my bruise and I winced. "What?" He asked and looked down. "What happened to healing her, Dean?" He said.

"Dude, trust me, I worked hard at it." Dean smirked and chuckled. "Those aren't gonna heal like that, Sam. Something to do with the blade Zachariah used."

Sam looked at the bruises on my thighs then lifted my shirt slightly to look at the one on my side. "Do they hurt badly?" He asked softly.

I tugged the shirt off the bruised shoulder, "That one hurts the worst." I said.

He leaned over and gently kissed my shoulder. "Are you sure there's nothing we can't do?"

I smiled, "It'll heal. I'll be fine. Probably similar to when Uriel punched me. Just not that sore."

Dean pulled a shirt over his head and joined us at the table for his food. "Come on, Dee. Eat some food. you should probably get some sleep too."

I nodded and turned on Sam's lap to face the table. There were only two chairs, but Sam didn't seem to mind me sitting on his lap. He wrapped a hand around my side, being careful of the bruise, his hand under my shirt.

Dean passed me my food and I started eating.

Sam's phone rang and he tapped the side of my hip and I stood up and moved so that he could get up and get it. I turned my back toward Dean, not on purpose, just watching Sam grab his phone and sit back down.

Dean's hand slid over my back side, "You should totally wear these all the time."

I playfully smacked his hand away and then grabbed the ends of the shirt and tied them above the bruise on my side, just to tease him further. Might as well have fun with it.

"How's that?" I asked teasingly.

"Ooh, hoh, that is so nice." Dean said.

I giggled as Sam sat back down and I sat on his lap. "Yeah, Bobby, she's here." Sam handed the phone to me.

"Hello?" I said, confused as to why Bobby was wanting to talk to me.

"Thank God! You know you gave us all a heart attack, darlin'!"

"Aww, Bobby, I didn't mean to worry you… not that I was actually making a choice to be kidnapped by angels." I said, feeling a warmth flood through me at Bobby's tenderness.

"But you're alright, right?" He asked.

"Yes, Bobby, I'm fine."

"Good, you keep those boys in line now, ya hear?"

"Always do."

"Good. It's good to hear your voice, darlin'. I'm glad you're alright, now let me talk to Dean."

"Alright. Bye Bobby."

I handed the phone to Dean.

"Can you hand me my drink, Dee?" Sam asked pointing to a bottle just out of reach. I stood up slightly and reached for it with my good arm.

"Oh, yeah, we're doing fine. Dee's just… flaunting her… good fortune for Sam." Dean chuckled.

I sat back down and glared at him as I handed Sam his beer.

Sam chuckled with him and I turned to look at him, "That's why you wanted me to get it." I smacked his chest playfully.

He laughed, "Hey, it was out of my reach." He shrugged. "I just happened to get a good view." He blushed.

"Yeah, I'll call you later when we're on the road." Dean said and hung up.

"You two are ridiculous." I said rolling my eyes as I drank my beer.

"You're the one wear the very revealing underwear." Sam said.

"He's the one that got them for me!" I said pointed at Dean.

Dean shrugged, "They were the first pair I found." He smirked. "Besides, you have a very fine ass! Nothing wrong with showing it off."

I finished eating what I could and downed the rest of my beer. I stood up and grabbed a fresh one.

"Alright, seriously. Are you gonna cover up?" Sam asked, from behind me.

I smirked at him over my shoulder, "What? You don't like the view?"

I walked around Sam and crawled onto the bed, setting my beer on the nightstand first. I glanced over my shoulder and saw both of them turning and staring at my butt, now perfectly angled toward them and in the air.

"You both like that, huh?"

Dean smirked, "Best view in the world. Huh, Sammy?"

Sam nodded, "Definitely." He cleared his throat. "Uh, Dean… you uh, wanna go and… well, I don't really care… just go!"

Dean chuckled, "I would, but Dee needs some sleep."

I got on my knees the bruises on my thighs slightly stinging. I untied the shirt and quickly undid the buttons on the shirt. I laid back against the headboard, the shirt barely covering my breasts. I was having way too much fun.

"Dean's right… I'm super tired." I smirked as I picked up the beer and sipped it as I trailed a finger down my chest.

Sam stood up and pulled a chuckling Dean to his feet. "Alright, alright. What am I supposed to do?"

"I really don't care." Sam said as he closed the door behind Dean and turned back toward me, running a hand through his hair and looking at me with a hunger.

I sat up and slipped the shirt from my shoulders and motioned him toward me. He pulled his shirt over his head and then took his boots off.

There was a time I had been called a really good tease, but that was before I had ever lost my virginity. Now, I knew how to tease and please…

Sam got to the bed and kneeled between my legs. He wrapped a hand around my non-bruised side and slipped my hips down until I laid on my back. When his lips met mine it sent a rush of energy through me and only ignited my desire more. I truly thought my sex drive was actually increasing the longer I was with them both.

"I'll be gentle." He said softly.

"I'd rather you didn't." I said seductively.

He stopped for a moment and searched my eyes and then smiled. "You're a complete tease, you know that?"

I unbuttoned his jeans. "Calling me a tease, implies that I don't intend to follow through." I pushed his bottoms down and grabbed his hips, pulling him toward me. "And I fully intend to follow through." I brought my lips to his as I pulled him harder to me and felt him enter me.

He moaned against my lips and then he started moving his hips against me, building momentum until I was moaning in the ecstasy. I was getting to the point that being quiet didn't matter.

Sam enjoyed making me moan in pleasure and he worked hard to keep me moaning until we both exhaled loudly as our bodies shuddered in the sweet release.

He collapsed beside me. "How is it possible it keeps getting better every time?"

I sat up as I slipped the thong back on, wincing only slightly at the pain in my shoulder. I turned back to him and kissed him. "Because I'm amazing." I said jokingly.

His hand slipped up my back while his other one handed me the shirt. "Yes, you are."

I smiled, "Well, so are you." I kissed him again and a knock sounded on the door.

Sam sighed and got his pants back on as I button a couple buttons and laid back against the headboard and grabbed my beer.

Sam opened the door and Dean came laughing. "What?" Sam asked.

Dean slapped him on the shoulder, "I'm sure the whole damn town heard you two!"

"Jealous?" Sam asked with a chuckle as he sat on the bed near me.

"On the contrary actually." Dean smirked. "Feelin' a bit of some brotherly pride." He said plopping down on the other bed.

I moved my legs and pulled Sam back toward me. He adjusted so that he wouldn't be hurting my thighs and leaned back against me. He was still shirtless and I ran a hand over his chest as I sipped my beer.

"You know, you should probably ice those bruises." Sam said softly.

"Actually, my shoulder could use some. It's a bit stiff." I said.

Sam got up and pulled a shirt on. "I'll get it."

"Thank you, Sam." I replied.

"Anything for you, hun." He smiled as he sat in a chair to but his boots on.

I got up and went to the bathroom. I used the toilet and re-brushed my hair quickly. When I got out Dean motioned for me to sit with him. I smiled and curled up between his legs with his arms around me.

"Enjoy yourself?" He asked.

"Like you said, the whole town heard." I chuckled. "What did you do, stay by the door?"

"No, I sat in the car. I had nothing else to do." He replied.

"It didn't bother you hearing us?" I asked a bit curious.

"Not really. I had already made you moan in delight before that." He chuckled and kissed the top of my head.

I closed my eyes against him. I felt him shift as he kicked off his boots. I sat up and tossed the one on the bed to the floor and we moved the blankets so that I could climb under them. He took off his overshirt and I laid back against him.

His arms wrapped around me as I closed my eyes.

Sam returned, "Oh, I see how it is. Send me away and go to his bed!" He chuckled.

"Shh." Dean said. "Let her sleep. Just bring the ice over here and I'll hold it on her shoulder for her."

I wasn't asleep yet, but I was exhausted enough and relaxed from the double amount of quench desire that I was quickly falling asleep.

Dean moved a hand and Sam walked over. Dean tried to move the shirt off my shoulder.

"Don't wake her." Sam said softly.

"I'm not trying to." Dean said.

I chuckled, "I'm not asleep yet, guys."

"Good, help us with your shirt." Dean said.

"It's your shirt." I said sitting up and unbuttoning the shirt and taking it off as I pulled the blanket up.

"I said help, not take it off." Dean said as I laid back down against him.

"Are you seriously complaining about it?" Sam asked with a chuckle as he placed one ice back on the front and another on the back side between Dean's chest and my shoulder.

"Ahh, that's cold!" Dean said.

"Sorry." I said sitting up, but he pulled me back.

"It's fine, just lay back. Get comfortable." Dean said with a smile.

Sam handed him a clean towel and Dean wrapped it around my shoulder holding the ice in place. I got comfortable and pulled the blanket over my shoulders. Dean slipped a hand under the blankets and I wrapped it around me. He kissed my cheek.

"I love you, babe." He whispered.

I smiled, "I love you too." I sighed softly. "Love you too, Sam."

"Yeah, love you, Dee. Get some rest. We can't stay here too long." Sam said softly.

I fell asleep quickly, hoping to dream of Arria, but it was a dreamless sleep.

Dean woke me up gently. "Time to get up, sexy." He whispered. "As much as I love having your practically naked body in my arms, we need to hit the road. You can sleep in the car."

I nodded and sat up. He kissed my cheek and moved then handed me the shirt from earlier. The ice packs were already moved. My shoulder was still very stiff and sore. I slipped the shirt on, not bothering to button it.

"I'll go get you some clothes. I assume you don't want the jeans I brought you earlier?" Dean said getting his shoes on.

"No, there should be a skirt back there." I replied.

Dean nodded and headed to the car. Sam was already up and ready to go. Bundling the bloody clothes in a trash bag. He held the bra up, "Toss it too?"

I nodded. "I'll have to go shopping again soon."

"Probably." Sam chuckled. "Just be thankful that your healing ability is something-"

"Totally hot!" Dean said as he came back. "I mean, seriously, have sex get healed. Not such a bad deal there."

I laughed as I got up. "I guess I can't really complain about that. Added bonus is that I get too hot guys to take care of me." I replied grabbing the clothes.

"I still say we're getting the better end of the deal." Dean said watching me walking away. "Definitely a better end."

Sam smacked him, "Dude."

"What?" Dean shrugged. "She likes being admired and she knows it!"

I slipped the shirt off, my back facing them and slipped the bra on, but unable to hook it. Dean walked over. "Let me help, love." He said as he kissed my good shoulder.

"Thank you. I feel pathetic needing help to get dressed." I said as he hooked the bra for me.

"I prefer the undressing part more, but I don't have a problem helping you, babe. You'd do the same for Sam or I."

"In a heartbeat." I replied.

Dean and Sam started gathering our things up and I slipped the skirt on and was grateful that Dean had brought me a flannel blouse that actually matched the black flared skirt rather well. Plus I didn't have to pull anything over my head.

The skirt fell a couple of inches below the bruises, so they were covered. I slipped on my black boots, not having any other shoes. They were getting worn and I would need to buy new shoes as well.

We spent days in the car, stopping off in various states seeking advice from psychics and voodoo workers, hoping one of them would have some type of advice for us in beating Lucifer. We pretty much just kept getting told I was special and that's all they saw.

I shopped and got new clothes and new boots. The guys even picked up a few new items for themselves.

We were on our way through Indiana when we were caught in a storm. The rain was pouring down and the radio said there was a hurricane approaching.

"We need to get off the road, Dean." Sam said, stating the obvious.

"Yeah, no kidding. We're kinda in the middle of nowhere, Sam!" Dean snapped.

I saw lights in the distance, "What's that?"

Dean looked, "Good eye, Dee. Hopefully, there's a hotel or somewhere we can stay."

We pulled up to a building, it looked like a fancy hotel. Something you would find in a big city not the middle of nowhere.

"Dean, maybe we should just keep driving." Sam said.

"Why?" Dean said, turning to him. "Perfectly good hotel right there!"

Sam and I exchanged glances and shrugged. We couldn't stay on the road.

We all got out of the car. Within seconds we were drenched. We ran for the hotel doors. Dean opened the door for me and I ran inside followed by them. Thunder crashed outside making me jump, Dean wrapped an arm around me.

"Whew. Nice digs, for once. Busy night." Dena said approaching the front desk.

"Any port in a storm, I guess." Chad, at the front desk said. "If you could just fill this out, please." He said sliding over a sheet of paper.

I narrowed my eyes at it. Almost no hotels, except for really poor ones in very small towns used paper, everything else was computerized. And with the luxury I saw around me, the hotel should certainly have a computer system.

I wrapped my arms around myself. Chad turned around and bent over, standing up and handing Sam a clean towel. Sam draped it over my shoulders.

"Thank you." I said softly as I walked away slightly and looked around, getting a strange feeling I couldn't shake.

Dean came up behind me, "There's a buffet! Let's go eat!" He took my hand and we headed down the hall and entered the buffet area. Dean skipped ahead.

Sam came up beside me, "Something feel off to you?"

"A bit." I replied.

We sat down across from Dean.

"Come on you two. Unpucker, eat something." Dean said.

"We should hit the road, Dean." Sam said.

"In this storm? I-it's-"

"Biblical." Sam finished his sentence. "Exactly. I-it's friggin' Noah's ark out there, and were eating pie."

"How many hours of sleep did you get this week? Even after being with Dee? Three? Four maybe? Bobby's got his feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states." Dean said.

"Yeah, well, I'm not giving up." Sam said.

"Nobody's giving up. Especially me. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil, okay? Soon. I can feel it. And we will find Cas, we'll find Adam. But you are no good to me or Dee burnt out."

Sam slipped a hand to my thigh and I leaned against him, "Yeah, yeah. Okay."

"Come on, we've actually got the night off for once. Let's try to enjoy it." Dean said. "You too, Dee."

"I'm not really hungry." I said eyeing the area around us and still feeling uneasy.

Dean finished eating and we headed up to the room. My hair was dry now and I took the towel and draped it over my arm as we headed down the hall.

A couple were getting hot and heavy in the hall and Dean pointed and smiled.

"Oh, what are you, 12?" Sam asked.

"I'm young at heart." Dean scoffed as he opened the door to our room and whistled.

As we stepped in and I looked around I noticed that the room was far too nice to be out in the middle of nowhere.

"Whoa 'Casa Erotica 13' on demand." Dean said, sitting on the bed. Sam scoffed. "What?"

"Isn't this place… in the middle of nowhere." Sam said.

"So?" Dean shrugged.

"So what's a four-star hotel doing on a no-star highway?" Sam asked.

"I actually agree. Plus… this place is far too nice not to have computers for checking guests in. Doesn't it seem off to you, Dean?" I asked then turned as we heard the couple next door getting it on.

The pounding on their bed increased and then a thud against the wall behind the TV which literally broke the brick and almost knocked the TV down. Sam had his arm out in front of me, moving me behind him.

I was already out the door and headed next door, Sam and Dean behind me. I opened the door, the room was empty. On the floor was a large engagement ring. I bent down and picked it up.

I handed it to Dean and we all decided to head downstairs.

The guys went to the front desk and I wandered in the lobby. Dean came up beside me, "Alright, I agree, something's up. You're coming with me. Sam's keeping an eye on Norman Bates."

"I assume you mean Chad?" I asked and he nodded.

Dean pulled out an EMF detector and we took the elevator up to a floor. We walked down the hall. I passed an open door and stopped turning and seeing an… elephant! An elephant standing in the room holding a towel.

"Dean!" I said motioning him toward me.

"What?" He came back to me and looked. "Is that an-"

"Elephant? Yup." I said.

A man walked out and took the towel wrapping it around him. "This ain't no peep show, man!"

We headed back toward the lobby. "Was that seriously an elephant?" Dean asked.

"An elephant?" Sam asked joining us in the lobby.

"Yeah." I said.

"Like, an elephant?" Sam asked in disbelief.

"Like, full-on Babar." Dean replied.

"So, what the hell is… Where is everybody?" Sam asked looking around.

I walked to the front doors and tried to open them, but they didn't budge.

"Let me guess-" Dean said. "It's locked. So, what- the roaches check in, they don't check out?"

"Think about how we got here. That detour on I-90? The friggin' hurricane?" Sam said.

I nodded, "We were led here."

"Like rats in a maze." Sam added.

We stayed together and walked around looking for signs of anyone. We were in the kitchen when Sam saw the large walk in freezer full of the other guests.

Sam and Dean went to use their lock picking kit and I turned around to find a man standing there and he grabbed me covering my mouth and dragged me away. I jabbed my elbow into his stomach and he doubled over.

"Sam! Dean!" I yelled as they were being dragged away too.

The man grabbed me again and I figured I might as well go with him. He led me to a room and handed me a full length dress. "Change." He said.

I crossed my arms, "Why?"

Someone snapped their fingers and the dress disappeared and I was suddenly wearing it. It was a light purple gown, sparkly, and with a plunging neckline that showed off my pendant, and a slit up to my hip. My feet were wearing a pair of matching heels.

The man took my arm and led me away. A pair of double doors opened up into a ballroom, Sam and Dean in the middle.

"Dee!" They both yelled then stared at me.

The man let my arm go and I walked toward Sam and Dean.

Dean's eyes looked me up down, "Wow, Dee… you look…"

"Gorgeous." Sam finished for him.

"Yeah, thanks. Not that I had a choice." I said as I stood between them and looked around, knowing we were in the presence of power beings, not mere humans.

"And there she is! A vision indeed! Ladies and Gentlemen, our esteemed guest of honor as finally arrived." He said holding a champagne flute. "Thank you for coming. Althought all my centuries, I never thought I'd see this. This many Gods under one roof-"

"Gods?" Sam asked and I nodded.

"Now," The man continued. "Before we get down to brass tacks, some ground rules. No slaughtering each other. Curb your wrath. Oh, and uh, keep your hands off the local virgins. We're trying to keep a low profile here.-"

Dean and Sam both stepped closer to me, one of their hands on my back, which was low cut too. "Oh, we are so… so screwed." Sam said.

"Now we all know why we're here." The man continued to talk. "The Judeo-Christian apocalypse looms over us. I know we've all had our little disagreements in the past. The time has come to put those aside and look toward the future. Because if we don't, we won't have one. Now we do have two very valuable bargaining chips… Michael and Lucifer's vessels; as well as one rather unique treasure that Lucifer seeks. The question is, what do we do now? Anybody have any bright ideas? Speak up. This is a safe room."

They started talking but we couldn't understand them.

"Any ideas, love?" Dean asked me quietly.

"We wait and see where this is going." I shrugged.

"Do you know what they're saying?" Sam asked me.

I looked at him and furrowed my brows.

"What?" He shrugged. "You never know."

Dean motioned with his head and we slowly started heading toward the door. I heard the sound of crystal shaking and looked up just in time to pull Sam back as a chandelier fell in front of our exit.

"Stay." A woman wearing a name badge of Kali said. "We have to fight. The archangels- the only thing they understand is violence. This ends in blood. There in no other way. It's them, or us."

"With all due respect, ma'am, we haven't even tried talking to them." The one wearing Mercury on their name badge said and then started coughing up blood.

The doors to the ballroom opened up and someone else came in. I didn't recognize him, but the guys seemed to.

"Can't we all just get along."

Dean started to say something but choked on the word.

"Sam! Dean!... it's always wrong place, worst time with you muttonheads, huh?" The new addition said then looked at me. "Stunning as always, my dear. The adults need to talk so.." He snapped his fingers and the three of us were back in the room.

"OK. Did that- holy crap!" Dean said.

"Yeah, tell me about it. By the way, next time I say let's keep driving, uh, let's keep driving." Sam said.

"OK yeah. Next time. By the way, Dee, totally enjoying this dress." He smirked at me. "You even got anything on under that?" he asked.

I blushed, "No."

"Um, okay, totally noted for later." Sam said quickly. "So what's our next move?"

"Dee? Daggers?" Dean asked.

I materialized it in my hand and doubled it. I spun them. "Good to go."

"Okay… Grab those poor saps outta the freezer, I guess? Bust 'em out? Gank a few freaks along the way if we're lucky?" Dean said.

The guy from before appeared. "And when are you ever lucky?"

"Well you know what, bite me, Gabriel." Dean snapped.

"Maybe later, big boy." He circled around me. "You, however… you look delicious."

I aimed my dagger at him, "Touch me and I stab you."

He backed away with his hands up, "Still as feisty as ever, I see. Definitely your type, Dean."

"I'm sorry, have we met?" I glared.

"Oh, it was a long time ago…" He turned back to Dean.

"I should've known. I mean this had your stink all over it from the jump." Dean said.

"You think I'm behind this? Please. I'm the Costner to you Houston. I'm here to save your ass." Gabriel replied.

"You wanna pull us outta the fire?" Dean asked.

"Bingo! Those guys are either gonna dust you, or use you as bait. Either way, you're uber boned."

"Wow, 'cause a couple of months ago you were telling us that we need to 'play our roles'. You're uber boning us!" Dean said.

"Ohh… the end is still nigh. Michael and Lucifer are gonna dance the lambada, but not tonight. Not here." Gabriel said.

"And why do you care?"

"I don't care. But, me and Kali we, uh, had a thing. Chick was all hands. What can I say? I'm sentimental." Gabriel said. "Sure you can understand that now." He added eyeing me.

"Do they have a chance? Against Satan?" Sam asked.

"Really, Sam?" Dean asked.

"You got a better idea, Dean?" Sam said.

"It's a bad idea. Lucifer's gonna turn them into finger paint. So let's get going while the going's good, hmm?" Gabriel said.

"Okay. Great, why don't you just zap us outta here then?" Dean asked.

I made my blades disappear.

"Would if I could, but Kali's got you by the short and curlies. It's a blood spell. You boys are on a leash." Gabriel said.

"And Dee?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, her too. She's the ultimate prize in this, right now." Gabriel added.

"What does that mean?" Dean asked.

"It means it's time for a nit of black magic." Gabriel said as he spritzed breath spray into his mouth.

Our job was to sneak out while Gabriel undercover as Loki, seduced Kali and got the blood spell lifted.

I left the heels in the room and went barefoot as we snuck down the hall. We made it undetected to the lobby and then Sam pushed me back as two men dragged someone past.

"It's too late." Sam whispered as we heard the screams.

We all resigned to try and help. We snuck into the kitchen and Sam worked on unlocking the freezer. A hand landed on my shoulder and I was thrown into the wall, the wind being knocked out of me.

Dean was tossed aside and the large guy grabbed Sam by the neck and lifted him up, Sam gasping.

I materialized my blades and got up. I ran forward and slammed one dagger into the guy's chest, letting a burst of energy out at the same time. I pulled the dagger out and the guy fell to the floor, dead.

"Guess the blades work on Gods too. Good to know." Next thing I knew I was out cold.

I woke in Sam's arms.

"So, you're going to summon Lucifer?" Kali asked Sam.

I stood up and Sam went to his feet. "Sort of. I just need you to squeegee some stuff from my ribs and he'll come running."

"What's going on?" I asked as Dean wrapped an arm around me.

"We're gonna bring Lucifer here." Dean said.

"Oh, that's… He's here." I said as the lights flickered, I could feel his presence as well as I could feel Dean's arm around me.

"How?" Kali asked.

"Does it matter? Shazzam us outta here, would ya?"

"We can't." A guy said.

"Of course you can't." Lucifer said, his eyes falling to me and displaying a hint of… tenderness. "You didn't say 'mother, may I'! Sam, Dean, good to see you again. And you, my dear, you look ravishing."

"You think you own the planet? What gives you the right?" The guy named Baldur said as he ran at Lucifer with a dagger.

Lucifer ripped a hole in his chest with his bare hand. "No one gives us the right, we take it."

Kali was furious and literally burst into flames. Lucifer snapped his fingers and I was beside him. When Kali shot out flames toward Lucifer he put me behind him, protectively. And I strangely… felt protected.

Lucifer was unharmed and hit Kali, knocking her down.

"Dee!" I heard Dean yell.

I stepped away from Lucifer still stunned by the way I felt protected by Lucifer.

Gabriel appeared and knocked Lucifer back. "Lucy, I'm home." he picked up Kali. "Guys! Her her outta here."

"Over a girl. Gabriel, really?" Lucifer said walking back in. "I mean I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn't catch anything."

"Yeah, you're one to talk." Gabriel said looking at me. "Lucifer, you're my brother. And I love you. But you are a great big bag of dicks."

"Wait, what did you just say to me?" Lucifer said, tilting his head.

"Look at yourself! Boo hoo! Daddy was mean to me, so I'm gonna smash up all his toys." Gabriel said in a mocking tone.

The guys were leaving and I slowly made my way to the door. Lucifer snapped his fingers and I was pulled back in. "Have a seat, love." He said as he planted me in a chair. "You! Watch your tone."

"Play the victim all you want. But you and me? We know the truth. Dad loved you best. More than Michael, more than me. He gave you her!" He said pointing at me. "Then he brought the new baby home and you couldn't handle it. So this is all just one big temper tantrum. Time to grow up." He turned toward me. "Don't miss your ride, Dee." He snapped his fingers and I was in the back seat of the impala.

"Sam!" Dean yelled and pointed to me in the back. "We got her, let's go."

Kali was upfront with them. We got on the road. I spaced off. At some point Kali got out and we continued on the road. We pulled over and got out Sam put in a DVD that Gabriel had given them on his laptop on the hood of the impala. It was tilted Casa Erotica 13.

I leaned forward and Sam turned the laptop so that we could all see. It started as a hotel scene and Gabriel walked on wearing a mustache and looking rather ridiculous.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam asked.

Then Gabriel seemed to turn to the camera. "Sam, Dean, Dee. You're all probably wondering what the hell is going on. Well, it you're watching this, I'm dead. Oh please! Stop sobbing, it's embarrassing for all of us. Without me, you've got zero shot at killing Lucifer, sorry! But you can trap him. The cage you sprung Lucifer from? It's still down there. And maybe, just maybe, you can shove his ass back in. Not that it'll be easy. You gotta get the cage open, trick my bro back into it. And uh, oh yeah, avoid Michael and the God Squad. But hey, details, right? And here's the big secret, Lucifer himself doesn't even know- the key to the cage? It's out there. Actually it's keys, plural. Four keys, well, four rings. From the Horsemen. You get 'em all, you got the cage. Can't say I'm betting on you boys, but with Dee… Hey. I've been wrong before. And Dean, you were right. I was afraid to stand up to my brother, not anymore. So this is me, standing up." He was standing from the bed. "And Dee, you have a tough road ahead of you. You see… Lucifer… you were his. Long before this world back in heaven. You weren't angel… so to speak. But you were made for him. Daddy's favorite and all. Literally, a sex Goddess, made to please. Sure the guys now that one by now." He chuckled. "You were the first thing taken away from him before he fell. Probably the only thing he cares about now. When you were sent to earth as Nereida… well, your life got even more interesting. No one remembers that except for us brothers. And the reason you're here now… I'm not sure. No one seems to really understand it. But you're here and you're with Sam and Dean… Hopefully, you can help them and get Lucifer trapped. It'll be hardest for you, and I think you'll understand that soon enough. And those daggers… can hurt, but not kill. Just FYI." He turned back to the bed.

I turned and walked away a little as my thoughts ran wild. I was literally made for Lucifer. Granted, it was before his fall from graces, but that didn't make me feel any better about it. Especially, since I had already had a sense of protection from him.

I walked around the backside of the car and Dean tossed me the keys. I opened it and pulled out clothes for myself. Dean and Sam were talking with their backs to me so that I could get out of the dress and into regular clothes. I had purchased a second pair of boots because I had liked them so much and now I was very happy that I had.

I finished pulling on the boots and fixed my jeans. Then I grabbed an over shirt and pulled it over my tank top. I was silent and lost in my thoughts. I tossed the dress in the trunk and closed it.

I walked up between Sam and Dean and handed Dean the keys. "You alright?" Sam asked as Dean wrapped an arm around my waist.

"Uh, no, not really." I said.

Sam smoothed my hair down to my shoulders and leaned over and kissed my head.

"Well, we always knew you were a sex Goddess, babe." Dean said, trying to lighten the mood.

I pulled away from him, "Yeah, made to please Lucifer himself." I walked back toward the car and got in the front seat.

I stared at the dashboard as the guys got in.

"I was only joking, hun." Dean said as he started the car. "You know we still love you, right?"

"I know. I still love you both, too. It's just… a lot to take in." I said with a sigh.

"So, where'd you go when Kali went all hell fire?" Dean asked.

"Lucifer grabbed me and… protected me from her. I tried to follow you guys out, but he pulled me back in. Gabriel was the one who got me in the car."

"Alright, well. Let's drive for a couple of hours. Then we'll stop and get a room." Dean said.

I nodded.

Sam wrapped an arm around me as he turned his torso a bit toward me. I leaned against him and pulled his arm tighter around me. I fell asleep against him… and I wish I hadn't.