Good news. Luckily, Megan had Dean's phone number saved so she was able to reach out to him for me. Once she called him she handed me her cellphone, only to tell Dean I need to talk to Sam. "You're kidding, right?" Dean scoffed, but handed his phone over regardless.

"What's up?" Sam asked.

"Hey Sam, so you're good at the internet and finding people right?" I asked him, turning the stove on behind the breakfast bar. Something compelled me to cook, so I asked Megan for permission to use the appliances.

"You're silly. Go ahead and use it whenever you want. You guys make yourselves at home, I mean it." Was her response. She's truly a kind one, and my old pen pal nonetheless.

"Sure," Sam said over the phone. "Is there something you're looking for?"

"My human family," I answered. "My human grandma and sister were fleeing for their lives after I destroyed their house, because Tei turned out to be the murderer. I don't know what happened to them after that."

"I understand. I'll look into it." Sam suggested in that creepy vibe I got from him before. He's just different. Was it Hell? Hell made me different too. Hell gave me my brother Daimon, and my new love, Colby.

I returned the cell phone to Megan after the phone call. She sat at the breakfast bar eagerly. "Whatcha gonna make?" She asked.

"Bacon, since it's one of my favorites." I suggested. "Got any in the fridge?"

Megan shook her head. "Before you guys got here, nobody really used the fridge except me. Most of the time I just snap my fingers to eat what I want."

"Good idea," I turn back to the stove, looking right of it at the bare counter. I snapped my own fingers to make a few packs of bacon appear. Shockingly, it turned out to be the German brand I'm most familiar with. I gulped, wishing any other brand had appeared. Then I sighed, proceeding to open them anyway and get going. "Who all wants bacon?" I called out for anyone to hear.

"I do!" Megan nearly jumped up in her stool. "Who doesn't love bacon?"

Colby came strolling into the kitchen, hands in his tan shorts pockets religiously. "You know I've never tried it, so I doubt the other two have either."

Megan was stunned. "You've never had bacon?"

Colby shrugged. "Isn't it salty? Practically a slow killer." He trailed across the kitchen and opened the basement door. "Yo, Dai! Mel! Wanna try some bacon?"

"Daimon should." I somehow heard Mel from all the way downstairs, or maybe I can hear better than I thought. "Regardless, we have a surprise for everyone."

A minute later Mel came up. She looked different than she did in the Domain. She wore a long dark green skirt, a fancy green lowcut top and even large, dangling dark green earrings. "What surprise?" Colby asked her. "That you're ready to practice dark magic in the forest with your forest outfit?"

I felt no remorse when Mel used her witch magic to send Colby to the floor. I'm surprised his chin isn't broken by now. Megan covered her mouth to giggle while I rolled my eyes. "I'm not the surprise, idiotic little boy." Mel told him. She stepped to the left, prompting us all to stare at the open door.

After nearly two weeks, Daimon comes up into the house without sunglasses for the first time. What made me gasp wasn't that - it was his hair. It was now so short, but not as short as Dean's to compare and much darker. My eldest brother now looked very modern and laid back. He was wearing a black tee and matching black sweatpants. His blue eyes were pale from being exiled from the sunlight for centuries.

"Look at you!" I gushed.

Colby looked ready to fall over again when he got up and saw Daimon. "Holy shit! I didn't even recognize you."

"Do I really look that different?" Daimon asked. "Is it bad?"

To our surprise, a blushing Megan replied, "No."

Unfortunately he shut her down like always. "I was not asking you, impo-"

Mel lifted up her palm, causing Daimon to lightly choke on his words literally. "We're past this, Daimon. Megan is not an imposter. She is not the princess. Address her by her name or don't speak to her." She scolded.

Daimon scowled. To lighten the mood I tapped four of my fingers on the breakfast bar. "Everyone take a seat and I'll make us all bacon."

Everyone obeyed. Colby took the spot next to Megan since she was on the far right. Mel took the left spot of Colby, leaving Daimon to sit on the far left end. Opposite end of Megan, I noticed. I'm getting fed up with his childishness.

I get the stove going, placing the frying pan over the correct burner. "Mel, can you and Daimon tell us about the princess? You guys never spoke of her in the Domain, so she's new to me."

"Same here," Colby agreed, pulling out a small bottle of Patron from the inside of his plaid shirt.

"Why do you keep finding my alcohol stashes?" Megan narrowed her blue eyes at the similar-eyed demon next to her.

"Find better hiding places," Colby simply said.

"Find your own alcohol!" Megan pouted.

Colby shook his head. "It's way more fun this way."

"Anyways!" I interrupted. "Mel?"

Mel nodded. "Daimon was thirteen years old when Princess Maya was born. The kingdom she would have grew up in was being invaded by enemies, practically burning everything to the ground. I'll never forget that sight. Daimon attempted to save anyone possible, so we searched as many homes as we could. Everything was burning and the enemies would attack anyone. We only found one survivor - the princess."

Colby and Megan were instantly hooked on this story. I was too, but I had to focus on the stove. Mel made a glass of orange juice appear and she took a few sips. "In the throne room of the castle, the king and queen were slain with the child left to burn to death, helpless in her deceased mother's arms. Thankfully we were able to rescue her."

Daimon hadn't said a word, merely staring down at the bar. Mel slid her juice to him for him to try. "We brought her back to the village we stayed in with the humans near the fallen kingdom and raised her."

Colby twisted his face. "Dai, you weren't with her were you?"

Mel realized what he meant, but Daimon didn't. "I was often."

Mel leaned in and whispered in his ear. "DISGUSTING!" Daimon roared. "Never with the princess."

"So what happened to her?" Colby decided to ask, changing the subject.

Daimon went quiet again, so Mel answered. "As the Nephilim War came upon us, it was getting too dangerous for her to be around us. We relocated her and..."

Something Daimon said in the Domain came back to me. "Are you sure? Mel, her memory was taken from her. Surely she may have forgotten-"

"You wiped her memories of you guys?" I realized. Mel nodded. Megan's face drained. She told me she had the same thing happen to her own family after she met Cas.

"It was safer that way for her," Mel admitted. "Until it turned out to be a mistake." She looked at me sadly with her deep brown eyes. Somehow, I just knew what she meant.

"Tei." I realized. Colby lightly smacks the back of my arm since I was facing the stove. "He killed her?"

Fortunately Mel shook her head, but still didn't appear happy.

"What happened to her?" Asked Megan, fully invested in this tale.

Mel looked at Daimon, who answered. "She was the first being Teivel tested the somnus re mala on. We never found her."

There was absolute silence for a short while before I broke it. "You say tested like you're saying he created that awful spell?" I asked, using tongs to move some finished bacon onto a paper plate. I served the first plate to Megan, since she sat here first.

Daimon nodded. "He invented the spell but forced the wizard Merlin to use dark magic to create it."

For the second time now, a memory suddenly returned to me after hearing that. I remembered Murdock, the strangely cute boy who helped me put Tei to sleep with that very same spell. He had the hardest time transcribing Merlin's journal. "I've seen his journal he wrote the spell in. His handwriting is awful." I giggled as I tried to requote Murdock.

"Where did you see Merlin's journal?" Daimon asked. "Never mind. I do not want to know."

I began another batch of bacon. "Wait a minute," Megan began in between chewing. "That spell is what puts people in a permanent sleep, right?"

"Correct, Goldie." Mel nodded. Goldie?

"And you never found the princess? To this day she's sleeping somewhere in the world?" Megan summed up.

"Correct again. I searched on and off for decades. Many places Teivel could hide away sleeping bodies, yet I found none." Mel admitted.

"You say sleeping bodies as in plural," Colby noticed. "Did he put other people to sleep?"

As I served Colby his plate, Daimon uttered, "I do not want to talk about this anymore."

Mel sighed, leaving Colby, Megan and I to share the same look between the three of us - we immediately wanted to know how much exactly Tei affected him. Colby took his first bite of bacon and his eyes widened. "Salty as hell but delicious. It's literally burning my tongue."

"I love that burning sensation," I admitted.

Mel rolled her eyes. "That 'burning sensation' is the small amount of salt trying to kill you because you're demons.. and you like it?"

"Try it." Colby urged.

"I've had bacon before," Mel spat. "I've been around for a while, remember?"

"You're still getting a plate, it's almost ready." I encouraged.

"As you wish, my Lady." Mel nodded politely, taking her cup of juice back from Daimon only to realize he ended up drinking it all. "Finally, a beverage you like that isn't water."

"You've made him try drinks already?" I asked, finishing up Mel's batch.

"Oh yes. He hates root beer, orange soda, hot coffee, green tea, the list goes on." Mel complained. I handed her a plate of bacon, finally getting to Daimon and myself.

"Have you tried apple juice?" Megan dared ask. Mel gave him a threatening stare down. However, Daimon appeared surprised.

"Is there a juice to drink for every fruit?"

"You'd be surprised."

When I finished Daimon's serving and handed it to him, he thanked me. I snapped my fingers to make a new cup of orange juice appear for him. Now for my own plate. Before I even turned back to the stove, Colby disappeared right from his seat before our eyes.

"Colby?" I said dumbly and out loud. "Did he just go somewhere?"

"That's weird because he was just sitting here eating." Megan acknowledged.

Mel looked down at Colby's now empty seat with narrowed eyes. "Are you sure he didn't get up?"

"I'm sure." Megan assured.

"Strange... he could have been summoned." Mel suggested. "By who or for what, I don't know."

I started to get worried, so worried I had no more desire for bacon. I ended up turning the stove off, staring at Colby's empty spot for a while before I moved the rest of the uncooked bacon into the fridge across from the bar.

"I see what you mean by the tongue burning." Daimon spoke after munching on a whole strip. "They're right Mel, it is very good."

Colby reappeared as I closed shut the fridge. "Babe," he spoke from behind, making me yelp and turn around quickly. "Emergency. Gotta go." He gently but hastily took my left wrist, instantly zapping us away.

"What the hell?" Megan said.

"Oh dear." Mel simply mumbled.

"They will be fine," Daimon shockingly reassured. "You heard Colby. They will handle it."

"We've got their backs if they need us." Megan said confidently as she finished her plate.

"Absolutely Goldie. I like you, sweet dear." Mel praised with a certain sense of lovingness that strangely attracted Megan. "Daimon, you ought to be nicer. You two could be very good friends. She's high spirited like the princess was."

This remark seemed to upset Daimon. He grunted, stood up from his seat at the bar and stormed across the kitchen, returning to the basement to hide. Mel groaned.

"I'm trying to be his friend," Megan said quietly.

"I know you are dear, and I appreciate you greatly for it." Mel reached over to touch her shoulder comfortingly. "I have told Lady Lynn some of this, but I'll tell you since you want to be his friend. Correct?"

Megan nodded, moving away strands of her long blonde hair out of her face. "I do."

"Then listen. Daimon used to be the sweetest little boy. He wasn't given to a human family like Lady Lynn was, since he had me and his pai - you could call him my male counterpart. Only he doesn't have any witchy powers like I do. However, as we blended ourselves into the community that lived near the kingdom Princess Maya was from, a human woman living amongst us was smitten with Daimon as he grew up. He always seemed to take to her as a mother even over me, who was practically assigned to be his mother."

Megan nodded, urging her to continue.

"Anyways, as the Nephilim War began and things were terrible, Teivel committed his first act to prove he had joined the enemy side. He murdered her - Rebekah. When he was merely eight years old."

"Oh no." Megan said in horror.

"Then ten or so years later Teivel perfected the somnus re mala by tracking down the princess and attacking Daimon once more by using the spell on her and hiding her away." Mel got a little angry. "Teivel... Teivel, as much as I used to love that sweet little child, he ruined Daimon's life entirely. He's made Daimon not trust anyone, not want to be close to anyone."

Megan seemed to understand. "He doesn't want to get close because he thinks they'll be taken away again."

"Precisely."

After breakfast deemed finished, Mel and Megan teamed up to clean up. "What do you think of Lynn being with Colby?" Megan thought to ask.

Mel scoffed. "That idiotic little boy annoys me to no end. But, he was in the Domain with Daimon for a long time. I don't know how long exactly, but I do know that he used to be an angel before he went to Hell."

"Cas said he was a Hev." Megan recalled, suddenly feeling a cold chill come over her. Strange, the AC wasn't usually this low in temperature.

Mel nodded. "Some kind of special angel given special jobs."

"They seem cute together, but..." Megan simply shrugged. "I think she might still feel some type of way towards T."

"Goldie, you have no idea," Mel confirmed.

Meanwhile, an elder angel-demon hybrid was scowling in the basement, putting the silver aviators back on. He laid on the couch, facing it and trying his hardest to ignore all the memories coming back to him that were just brought up.