After the apple pie incident it was time to figure out our next move. We couldn't go back to Megan's safe house due to Tei possibly watching over it, to see if we returned so he could no doubt snag me. "We could go to one of the other ones," Drew suggested. "Cas helped us do more than one."

"That would have been nice to know before," Colby remarked.

I lightly poked him. "But we know now, thank you. We should get there soon though. We've taken up a lot of the Baker's time today."

"Nonsense," Carrie input. "If being here means you're safe, then please stay as long as you need."

I nodded at her in thanks as Megan got up from one of the loveseats after stretching. "Drew, what about your mom?"

"What about her?"

"Is she going with us?"

"I can't leave New York," Jane input for herself. "I am a nurse and I always have patients depending on me. But I can't go back home... can I?"

"I got it!" Megan gleamed with a grin. "She can go with us until we settle at the next safe house, and then we can figure out getting a new place set up for her and you."

"Okay, I like that," Jane agreed. Drew nodded as well.

"It's probably best if I don't know where your new place will be," I informed quietly. "This is why I offered for the rest of you to part from me."

"Oh knock that off," Melgreth scowled. "You heard Megan earlier. None of us are parting."

"I'd like to part with my life." Gel mumbled from the same spot she'd been at nearly our entire time here. What was her issue anyway? Always talking about dying.

"What about her?" Colby asked rudely.

I took a sharp look at Gel before taking a deep breath. "The rest of you get to the safe house. I'll deal with her."

Gel raised her eyebrows. "Deal with me as in... you'll kill me?" She guessed. I rolled my eyes as I approached her, grabbing her left arm to yank her up. "Hey!" She growled, trying to get free.

"Carrie, Danny, Mindy, thank you," I said to them as I turned us around. "For everything."

"Of course," Carrie replied. "Take care, okay? We're here if you need us."

I nodded and snapped my fingers to fly Gel and I away. We reappeared in a very familiar junk yard even though it was dark out. For some reason I caught a whiff of sawdust. Maybe Bobby was making full use of his legs again by building something.

The truth was far from that.

A quick knock on the door resulted in a quick opening of the door. "Change your mind-? Oh, balls. Is that you Lynn?"

"Hey," I confirmed. "Long time no see."

"I'll say-"

Gel scoffed. "What are we doing here?"

Bobby narrowed his eyes in confusion. "She a demon?"

"No, but I need to throw her into your panic room until she comes to her senses," I explained. Gel scoffed again.

"At this point, I try not to ask too many questions anymore," Bobby sighed. "Come on. Don't mind the mess. Interrogated a demon earlier today and then I just got done throwing an Okami into my neighbor's woodchipper."

"Explains the smell. You sound busy, Bobby." I was surprised I could step inside the house. He didn't salt the door? I forced Gel to follow me, ignoring her groaning. "What's an Okami?"

"A creature from Japan," Bobby answered simply, heading into the library to pour a drink. "Meanwhile Sam and Dean were tracking something from Greece."

Gel and I neared the basement door. "They were both here in the States?"

"Weird, right? Monsters been acting unusual lately," Bobby implied. "Want a glass when you come back up?"

Normally, yes. However after what happened today, I sighed. "No thank-"

"She can't," Gel interrupted me. "That Teivel freak knocked her up with an evil spell."

Bobby merely blinked. "What?"

"I'd throw you down the basement stairs but you'd probably like that," I grunted, opening the door and forcing her down the steps in front of me.

"I sure would," Gel said, checking out the random junk in the basement, then narrowing her eyes at the open door to the panic room. "What's in there?"

"Not much other than tons of warding to keep the room monster free," I answered, pushing her hard enough into the room since I would not be able to follow. "I don't think I can touch the door, so don't you dare try to come out. I'll push you back in."

"Whatever," the brunette grumbled, deciding to plop down on the little bed the room provided. I merely sat down as close to the doorway as possible without being forced back from the anti-demon warding. After about a minute, Gel turned her head to look at me. "What are you waiting for? Just ask already."

"Is it that obvious?" I wondered.

"You don't show emotion in your face very well. You must be an angel," she remarked. "But right now I see the look of a very curious cat."

That made me remember that I'm supposed to pick up my kitten, Bug, from Alice. Crap. "I do have questions."

Gel did a slight eye roll but kept silent. I took it as my chance to start. "What were you doing with Tei and Rylie?"

Gel stared at the ceiling. "I was babysitting your baby daddy. Boring, but the easiest job ever until he woke up."

I narrowed my eyes. "You were watching him?"

"That's what I said."

"So, Castiel put you up to it?"

"Huh? Oh, sure. As for that Rylie guy, he kept trying to come in where I was watching Teivel. Showed up from time to time to see if he was awake so he could talk to him."

"About what?" I wondered.

"Teaming up. They seemed to have similar interests or goals involving you, Megan and Drew. They wanted to use Drew's mom against you."

"Bastards," I muttered. "How'd you get mixed up in this in the first place?"

Gel sighed. "Crowley."

That raised my interest. "I've got to hear this."

Bobby came down the steps with a pitcher of some kind of drink and two glass drinking cups. "Thirsty? Also, I heard you say Crowley. I'm gonna hear this too."

"The more the merrier," I shrugged, watching Bobby pour a glass. "Is it uh... safe for me to drink?"

Bobby looked very uncomfortable. "Yes?" He answered, pouring the second glass after handing me the first one. "You gonna try to kill me if I bring this in to you?"

"I don't want to hurt others. I want to be the one killed," Gel implied, watching Bobby slowly approach her.

I took a sip. It's just some lemonade.

"Because of Crowley?" Bobby guessed, waiting for Gel to sit up in the bed. He handed her the glass then promptly returned to me, sitting down as well.

"Thanks and yeah," Gel said. "Okay, looks like I got a full house tonight for story time." She smirked, resulting in both Bobby and I rolling our eyes.

"Got an entertainer I see," Bobby said.

"Oh, definitely. She'd make good friends with Colby," I suggested.

"Who?"

Crap. "My bad Bobby, you haven't met him yet."

"I'm starting now for those who care," Gel remarked. "Old grumpy here looks very interested."

"Call me a curious kitten about Crowley," Bobby said sarcastically. "Sue me. Asshole's got my soul."

"He has mine too," Gel admitted quietly, setting her drinking glass on the ground. That caught our attention instantly. "I used to be normal, right? Average kid, average life. Then Crowley moved into the house next door to mine."

"Strange," Bobby said.

"I thought he was pretending to be a psychopath with the things he told me. Talking about he was hiding from the Devil and the Apocalypse was brought upon the world. That he's some kind of demon who is the best at making deals with people for their souls."

"All true," I pointed out.

"Well, it didn't stop me from pranking him," Gel admitted. "Man, was that fun."

"You... pranked him?" Bobby repeated. Sounds like she'd be friends with Danny and Mindy as well.

"Oh, yeah. Multiple times. Eventually I stopped when I started hearing a dog I couldn't see. I think it was an upstairs window I snuck into one night because I wanted to find that dog. Crowley said it was a hellhound and they're invisible."

"Don't blame you for thinking he's psycho," Bobby said. "But hellhounds are real and invisible to human eyes."

"I learned that very quickly," said Gel with a nod. "I went through the house looking for the... hound. Ended up in a room with a couple of dudes with black eyes who'd snuck in waiting for Crowley so they could kill him."

"What happened?" I had to know.

"The hound actually saved me. Couldn't see it but I heard it. It jumped in front of me and tore those guys up. I ran home as fast as I could and cried like a baby to my sister. I ended up telling her everything despite how crazy it was, but I knew then it was all real and not made up."

"Did Crowley find out you were there?" I asked next.

"Maybe, but... it was hard for me to accept the truth. Demons and hellhounds and stuff. I fell into a bad place. I was hanging out with the wrong people. Drinking and taking drugs. I wanted to not have to think about the truth." Gel reached down for her glass. "My sister was fed up, you know? Our parents were too busy to notice my decline, so she took a big risk and approached Crowley."

"Oh, no," I muttered.

"She sold her soul to him to get me clean. Turned out to be a waste. She and my parents were killed two days later."

"Sorry for your loss," Bobby said politely. I was forced to think about my family. Completely different situations but the pain of losing your family was the same. I was able to understand Gel slightly better now.

Gel nodded, setting her glass back down. "Crowley wanted payback on me for those pranks and for apparently, 'running my mouth about him', so he taunted me with the fact that my sister wasn't in Heaven because he had her soul. He gave me one option. Exchanged my soul for hers and then he put a keyless shackle on my leg and pretty much turned me into a slave. Here's the best part: I can't die by my own hand. Someone else has to do it."

"Crowley's a twisted bastard," Bobby commented.

"So there. My life story. Do with it as you will," Gel wrapped up, lying back on the bed and turning to face away from us at the door.

I merely stood up and said, "So Crowley is an enemy."

"I coulda' told you that," Bobby spat, joining me. "Want me to lock the door?"

"No," I said instantly. "Let her rest. We had a long day."

"Alright." Bobby escorts me back upstairs. "What happens now?"

"I need to get out of here before Tei finds me," I realized. "Damn it. I'm not safe around anyone I know." I hate this.

Daimon knew he didn't need to breathe, but he enjoyed the effects it had whenever he tried it out. He took a big whiff when they showed up at the new safe house. They were in the mountains, he could tell from the smell. In fact, it was the same mountains he'd seen in the distance when he met his sister's human family.

"This home looks more comforting than the one we were in before," Melgreth admitted with a low chuckle. "Although... are these houses built into the mountain?" She wondered, glancing around with curious brown eyes at the neighbor houses that also appeared to be built into the mountainside.

Megan just grinned as she was the first to enter the dark grey colored home with a small porch bearing only three wide steps going up. The door was on the left side, with the right side of the little porch just big enough to hold a two-seater porch swing.

Colby nodded at the swing. "Dibs."

Megan cleared the salt line at the door, then swung it fully open for everyone to pile in. Immediately it was noticed this house was smaller than the one before. They entered right away into the living room that stretched right. "Looks like we forgot to furnish this one?" Drew observed.

"That can be fixed," Megan said very casually. "Looking around, I remember now this place only has two bedrooms and a basement."

"A temporary home," Mel decided. Drew went to the wall opposite the front door and made a long brown couch appear. He went ahead and sat down with his mother joining him. Behind the couch going left was a short hallway that connected to another hallway if you turned left, but just right was one of the bedrooms, and it had no windows. Once you turned left onto the slightly longer hallway, there was a windowless bathroom immediately on the right, and then straight down was the second bedroom. It had one window across the room which was the window that was on the left of the front door.

Behind the couch directly was what could be a dining room, with the kitchen veering right of that room. The basement was probably somewhere through the kitchen. Daimon didn't feel like going back there yet. He strode back towards the front door, looking at an empty spot near the windows right of the front door. He made a second couch appear. "Lovely," Mel sighed, taking a seat.

It was awkwardly quiet for a while. Megan offered to grab pizza for a late dinner and nobody objected. "I miss the breakfast bar," Colby said sadly after he inspected the kitchen.

"A lot is about to change," Mel let out. "Vellie's pretty good at forcing change upon people."

"Didn't peg him for the family type, despite his weird obsession with Lynn," Drew barely spoke loud enough to be heard.

Mel looked up at the white ceiling. "When he was a small boy he was very close with his mother, Laena. Then something happened, and he became very evil. Laena could not handle it, so she had no choice but to leave him."

"Leave him?" Jane repeated, also speaking for the first time since they were here. She appeared very exhausted. "You mean she abandoned him?"

"It does sound very cruel," Mel admitted. "But Vellie was... so evil. He murdered people we cared about. After he endured his mother's betrayal, he joined his father and the Nephilim War got worse from then on."

"What happened to make him evil?" Asked Megan as she reappeared, holding a stack of pizza boxes. "And I like the candle set up." She noticed nobody set up lamps but instead random white candles scattered around.

Daimon grunted, making it known it was his doing. Megan merely nodded at him, setting the pizza boxes onto the faded and fuzzy grey carpet. Anyone who was hungry inched down from the couches onto the floor, opening a few pizza boxes to grab a slice of whatever flavor they wanted most. Daimon knew pizza was Megan's favorite food, so he would never admit that it became one of his own favorites after he tried it for the first time over the summer.

Mel held a slice but didn't eat yet. "We never figured out what it was that made Vellie go evil, but it was so awful when he did." She took her first bite of cheesy goodness.

After a ton of pizza was eaten, Drew and his mother went into the bedroom with no windows for the rest of the night. Megan offered the other room to Mel. "That's okay, we'll take the basement, Daimon and I."

"I'll stay out here and wait for Lynn," Colby decided. "Then we'll probably hang out in the basement too."

"Okay, sounds good," Megan said. "Good night then. Wake me up if anyone needs me." She waved and retreated to the front bedroom. Mel and Daimon ventured back into the kitchen leaving Colby alone in the living room. What felt like an hour, maybe two, went by before Colby felt like Lynn was taking too long. One human girl couldn't be giving her that much trouble, would she? Unless...

Colby dug into the pocket of his shorts and got his cell phone, dialing Lynn. It rang a few times before Colby was met by a voice he wasn't expecting.

"You will never see her again. She is mine, demon. Mine." There was a click that ended the call instantly before Colby could get a word out. He just sat there, fully stunned. When it finally sunk in what Teivel said, he jumped up from the couch, his phone flying over the side onto the ground.

"MEL!" Colby roared, barely running around the couch to zoom through the dining room, right into the kitchen, then yanked open the basement door on the left wall in the middle. "MEL! MEL! TEIVEL'S GOT HER!" He managed to screech as he skipped down the steps.