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She sat in the office, lightly decorated with frames of family, degrees, and accomplishments. Dressed in a very simple, very casual three-piece suit. Black jacket, black pencil skirt. White button up shirt. Simple two and half inch black heels. Hair pulled back in ponytail. Hair clips holding her bangs and any loose strands of hair back. Light touches of make-up and lip gloss. She had been sitting here for a while now, maybe an hour, maybe thirty minutes. The girl was called in this morning, she did in fact miss her suppose work. Being caught up in the Winchesters and her dad and the sudden addition of five roommates, it slipped her mind. Though this was something, she could not tell the boss.
Waiting was the worst thing now; she hated the fact that there was a chance she would be let go. After everything-the door opened and in came a tall woman with stunning red hair and bright green eyes, with pale milky skin. Wearing a black and grey dress, with short sleeves and a square neckline. Her hair straight and draped near her shoulders. Taking a seat in her office, the woman sat down a thick file. Kiram's file. Swallowing that dry cotton taste, the girl with azure eyes kept quiet.
Clicking her pen, the redhead skipped through a few pages. "For a while, you've been with us. Doing mostly trivial tasks, until about a month ago, you were sent out on a small time mission, with an associate of the company." she paused, and then looked right at Kiram. "Do you understand why you were called in today?"
"Look, I can totally explain if you just-"
The woman cut her off, "excuses, excuses. You were sent with high recommendations from your college headmaster, your professors, even your dad. And while you did reach those expectations, I'm afraid you lack in the this-is-a-job department." Her stern eyes stayed on Kiram. "If it were me, I would suggest you stating over again, or even being kicked out. This is only for people who want a serious career, who are expected to follow the rules." The woman lifted the file and grabbed a piece of paper, "unfortunately, that isn't my call. I understand, we are not humans, and with recent events. No one would really blame you; the higher ups do understand your role in it. But they also hope you understand your part in this agency."
Handing Kiram a certificate, "you've worked hard for it. So, here." From her desk drawer she handed Kiram a black wallet. When the girl opened it, it was a shiny golden shield. Her face brightens up and the red-rolled her eyes, "Don't let it all go to your head now! If it weren't for your dad, this would never happe-"
"Thank you so much!" Kir jumped up and went over the desk and hugged the red-head. Then let when it registered what she did. Kiram collected herself and fixed her outfit. "I mean...I mean thank you."
"Don't thank me, but being what you are, doesn't mean you'll get the action. You'll probably still be pushing paper for a while before we send you out again." She stood up, "you are dismissed, my secretary will show you to your desk, and then at the appointed time you're free to leave," giving a small smile, "agent Sullivan." Kiram giggled at the name and once again thanked her, then left the office. The redhead woman sat down in her seat.
"I'm getting too old for this." She said, rubbing her shoulders.
The day passed by slowly with being stuck inside; all day it was not what she pictured. Kiram tries to stay positive. This was everything she worked for, what she wanted but the girl still felt empty. Maybe it was because she knew the only reason she was not in the field was that the intelligence agency was being mindful about her much more important duties. Kir wished it was not so, but that is the way it played out for her. When her time was up at the quiet and non-exciting place of the office, she returned home, to tell her dad the good news.
She jumped on him and nearly choked the life from Damien, surprising him. "Thank you." She said.
Damien grabbed his daughter's arms and had to squeeze them for her to let go of him, "what the hell for?" Damien asked, Kiram let go and sat on the bed, smiling. He had been resting peacefully since the angels left and did whatever, he asked them to leave because he could not stand their company. Sitting up, with the small mountain of pillows supporting his back. He glared at her. Kiram reached in her pocket and showed him what she got. "Oh, so they really did..." he huffed; he honestly did not think his daughter had the attention span to accomplish this. She couldn't even due her duties that were her birthright, "well, I'm proud of you, Kir. I don't like it too much, but I am proud."
"It's kind of strange, I have this and yet I still feel like a kid. I hate that feeling but...I dunno." She turned to her dad, "are you getting better?" She asked, changing the topic. She felt Damien's forehead.
"Sometimes." He admitted. The past three years, he has been ill. The first year he was close to dying, if it were not for Kiram. He would not be here. She quickly gave her dad a needle full of her blood. It was a practice in Hell that happened most often, if a close family member was nowhere near a hospital or doctor, they could use their own blood to by some time. This was something humans could never do. At least not the way they did. She was able to get him and her to Earth, because deep down both of them believed someone intentionally tried to kill Damien. In addition, having him away from there would increase his chances of surviving.
With the medicine of both Earth and the angels, Damien recovered quickly but not enough to shake off the poison. Every now and then he felt weak, he felt powerless. Two things the man hated the most. Some days he was fine and could move around, regaining his strength. Other times, it was no stronger than a human child was. Recently, though, he had been getting a visitor ever now and then. Damien did not tell his daughter, but he could have sworn he was his own father. It was only during the times the deadly effects would take control. It was then he would feel a chilled touch on his forehead, much like when he was child, it would suppress the illness and he could sleep.
"Dad?" Breaking Damien from his thoughts.
She thought about telling him something but refused, "never mind."
(S-5, Ep.7-"The Curious Case of Dean Winchester.")
Bobby finished his conversation with Dean, explaining about the lore of being able to get your best years back if you won a game. He caught sight of his keys. Rolling the wheelchair over, he grabbed his keys and left his home. With a plan in mind. The moment he opened the front door, there was a girl ready to knock.
"Oh, well, that was fast."
"It's you." He said, in a annoyed tone, "I ain't got time fer-"
"Actually, I came by to see Dean." Kir said plainly. "No tricks or anything-" Bobby started to go pass her, "hey!" She followed the older man; this time around, she only wore simple white shirtdress, short-heeled sand-color wedges, with a wide dark brown belt on her waist. However, this time around, did not change her hair color and left it straight and loose. The ends brushing against her lower back. "Where are you going?"
"I don't know what game yer pullin' but I ain't buyin'." Bobby kept going to his van. He put the keys in the lock and opened the door. Kiram quickly shut it.
"Wait a second; I'm not the bad guy here. It's been a while but I'm sure you've gotten the information you needed to know that I'm not lying."
"You think 'cause you gave some digits and a name, it's all fine and dandy? It ain't! Now git your hand off my door!" Bobby demanded.
From his voice, he was anxious to get somewhere, she removed her hand and then walked behind him grabbing the wheelchair and strolling over to the passenger side. Bobby cussing and wanting her to stop. "Oh hush! Now, you might not trust me now but you will and why not over a little trip?" Before Bobby could object, soft lavender light was exposed to him, causing the poor man to drift off. "This time, it's only for a few minutes...maybe, if I did it right." Kir talked to herself.
As Kiram drove the vehicle, Bobby woke up in a daze. Bobby glared at the young girl. "Glad you woke up, I thought I might have-anyway, tell me where we're going."
"I ain't tellin' you nothin'!"
Kir frowned, "look I get it, we got off to a bad start...twice, but really I'm not trying to hurt anyone. Maybe I can help?" Bobby glanced a few times at her, as if he was debating but knew his answer was 'no'. "Well look on the bright side, if I help, I'm not human so that should help."
"Sorry, role for bubble-headed sidekick is already filled." Bobby muttered, referring to Cas, in a sarcastic tone.
Pouting, she pondered a few things. "Just give me the gist of whatever you were doing and I'll let you know if I can help." She said.
"If I don't?"
"Well, then I guess we'll be driving in circles until the gas runs out." She sneered.
As the silence grew between them, Bobby gave in, unwillingly and explained to Kir what the job was. About the poker game, the years, everything. She blinked a few times and the nodded as he spoke. She heard of this before, but then again she never paid mind to the things beings did to humans. "Well?"
"So, you were going to gamble your years?" Kiram asked, Bobby nodded. "Wow...you must super bum about being disabled." She looked over while they were stop at a red light; Bobby finally gave her the directions on where to go. "Look if I could I would, like, totally help."
Bobby shook his head, "gee, like, thanks." mocking her speech.
He grunted. "So can ya help or what?"
Kiram drove when the light turned green, "No way. I doubt this guy would accept my offer anyway and by some unholy chance he did, I'd have to bet at least a thousand years of my life!"
Bobby looked as if he was going to have a heart attack. "Excuse me," he felt as if she insulted him.
She tossed her sliver-blue hair over her left shoulder, "yes, look I still have forever to go. My dad, only 759."
"Well not being human has it perks; you age slower and live longer. But you're not immortal, so whatever." She shrugged, "but I will be there for support, cause you'll need it." she mumbled the last part.
Kiram and Bobby reached their destination, finding the spot where Patrick was. The witch looked at Kir and knew what she was; openly stating he was not going to let her play. Bobby said it wasn't her, it was him. And like that, Bobby played for years. When Dean had found the place, he was met with the two. Surprised to see Kir tagging along. After their argument, Dean wasn't done with Bobby but he needed to do something.
Sam walked in the hotel room with the fast-food dinner in hand. Hearing Dean in the bathroom, Sam asked if he found anything. Dean responded but Sam was unfamiliar with the voice and pulled out his gun. Dean walked out in a robe, calmly explaining he was him. And afterwards, Kiram walked out with a mortified look. She walked over and sat down on one of the chairs at the table. Rubbing her eyes. Sam asked what happen and Dean explained as he went over to grab his burger.
"I wouldn't, if I were you." She said, but Dean didn't listen and took a bite.
Bobby barged right in the room, pissed at Dean. Like that they began to argue and bicker at each other. Sam smiled, "it's like two grumpy old men."
"Shut up, Sam!" Bobby and Dean yelled. Kiram giggled at the comedic sight.
After a while, well after Dean openly expressed his 'junk was rustier than Bobby's', the new old man thought he was having a heart attack. Bobby shook his head and claimed it wasn't, it was just acid reflux and he had to put the burger down. To which Kiram than claimed as her own, Dean glared at the girl as she stole his food. While Sam chuckled and tried to keep from laughing. When they got to discussing the case, figuring the power was in the chips, they all headed out to find where it was being stash. But first Dean got dressed. As they were about to leave, maid service came in. A very attractive young girl, classic Dean, threw some charms at her. Which she only laughed at and said it reminded her of her grandfather and that Dean was adorable.
"and dangerous." he added. The girl shook her head and laugh. Sam and Kiram could hardly contain their laughter. "Can we just go?" Dean said, wanting to forget this happened.
The group followed Patrick to an upscale building. As they entered, Bobby could go any further. The elevator broken. Kiram stayed with Bobby while Sam and Dean went up the stairs. It took a few minutes but eventually the boys came back. Their trip proved meaningless. The next day, they exited the hospital. Treating Sam for his...sudden infection. Dean and Bobby didn't want Sam to play, but there wasn't much of a choice. As the day proceeded, Sam went to find Patrick to play. With the spell in hand, the one they received from Patrick's girl, Bobby, Dean, and Kiram gatherd the items needed. They asked if the spell was real first, and Kiram explain they wouldn't know unless they tried. There are a lot of spells she wasn't familiar with, cause she wasn't a witch first of all. The first thing they did was dig up a grave. Dean did it, even with his old age.
Kiram and Bobby watched, after their old man bickering, she excused herself saying she would go prepare the rest of the items. It took some time but they had everything they needed. Bobby recited the words and when instructed Dean added the items. The flames turned blue and Kiram awed at it. Finally, Dean threw in the toothpick, Sam managed to grab earlier, in to the fire.
Surprise, nothing happened.
In the poker game, Patrick had caught on to the little game that was going on, and purposely left the wrong toothpick. It seemed all hope was lost. Sam, didn't feel confident anymore. At the same time, Dean and Bobby went back to Patrick's place to find something with his DNA. Dean went alone, Kiram stayed in the car with Bobby. On the phone, Dean said he couldn't find anything and the place was clean.
"Can you do anything, miss I wanna help?" Bobby asked.
"I could try to go to where Patrick is but it depends if there's any time." Kiram explained.
"Of all times to get stuck with the one being who can't 'zap' anywhere." Bobby mutter and went back to the phone, "Dean?" No response. "Dean?!" Bobby looked over at the girl but she was already gone. Kiram scaled the apartment building's white wall, trying to catch on Dean's scent by heighting her sense. Passing windows and empty rooms, she tracked it down. The girl broke through the bedroom window, "Dean?!" She called out, her ears picked up on faint sounds coming from the front area. She ran over and saw Dean collasped on the ground. "Dean?!" She kneeled down next to him. His age had caught and he was about to slip away. Kir panic, she wasn't a healer and even so, this was a spell. Dean looked around, he couldn't register what was going on. They could still hear Bobby on the other end of the phone.
His hand grabbed her arm, Kir looked down and saw the wrinkles leave. She then looked at his face and the white haie faded away and Dean aged younger. Kir gave a small smile as Dean sat up on the floor, to his normal age. "Guess, he's a lot better than you thought." Kiram said.
Dean flicked her own hair in her face and stood up, "yeah, yeah." Kiram followed suit, "by the way, you're not the only who can pull of that hair changing trick." He went and opened the door and walked out.
She puffed her cheeks and release the air she held, "not funny." Kiram said going after Dean. When they reached the glass doors, Bobby was still worried about Dean not answering. A quick look over, the old hunter saw normal Dean walking out the doors, arms up and filled with joy. Kiram walked behind him and moved to the side, putting some space between the two as Dean started dancing and then jump up and kicked his heels together in the air.
"You're such an embarrasment..." Kir said.
Dean laughed, "well get use to it." He went over to Bobby.
Bobby on the other hand, shook his head. "Igit."
In the end, everything went back to normal for them, Dean and Kiram had went to grab something to eat. Her treat. "So, couldn't stay away?" Dean asked as they waited.
"Don't flatter yourself. Being 'round you guys is the closest I get to normal without trying to hide."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
Kiram looked around the area, the wind picked up. "I don't hang out with a lot, if any, humans. And when I do, I can never be open about anything." She looked down. "You guys already know about the world I'm use to." She turned around and the worker gave them the food. The two went on their way back to the motel. Kiram had her hair brown this time but when they got in the car, she turned it back to sliver-blue. The girl had ordered the same burger as Dean, only because it was something she never eat often.
"Make sense. I guess." he said. "Where are you going after this?"
"Who knows, work maybe. Need to make up lost time." Kir mumbled.
Dean then remember, "you really work at this...CIA?"
Kir turned and smiled, "yup. It took years but now they take me a little more serious."
Dean asked how was that possible with her age, Kir asked if they found the information they wanted. Dean said yes, then she shook her head and said then he knew. His memory recalled reading about her gradutating last year from some college but had attended when she was fourteen. Questioning her about this, Kir said her father had her schooled at home. And she study nearly all the time while still trying to maintaine a social life, "in fact that was one of the reasons he made me learn so many subjects. He's a little over-protective and figure if my nose was in my studies all the time, I wouldn't be distracted by boys." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Guess that didn't work." Dean added as they pulled into the parking lot.
Not knowing why, Kiram blushed at his comment. They got out of the car, Dean threw the paper bag away and dove into his extra, extra, bacon cheeseburger. Kiram waited outside, finishing her little meal. As Dean went inside, Sam walked out. Kiram looked at Sam, she asked where he was going. But then said 'nevermind' when she recalled the day before. Moments later, Dean walked out with his bag over his shoulder. Ready to go.
(S-5, Ep.9-"The Real Ghost Busters.")
Ever since Gabriel contacted her, Kiram has not seen much of the Winchester boys, after the witch event she tagged along for a while but had be called for work and then stayed with Damien for a while. She wanted to, but she just could not bring herself to do it. He explained what he did and what happened. She was upset, she did not understand this Gabriel, he wasn't the same. He wanted them to play their parts, just say yes. However, Kiram did not want that. The girl at that point, refused to speak with the archangel. They were not even seeing eye-to-eye on this. Leaving him alone, after a few days, Kir went to see the boys. Hoping they would not consider the deal. If it was that.
A couple of times she called their phones but no answer, whatsoever. There wasn't a place she could think of to find them and with the angels gone, she couldn't teleport over to them, not that it wouldn't matter. They were hidden. Hours went by and while she was disorganized in her mind, out side was she calm, until her phone rang. Jumping across her bed, Kiram grabbed her phone but instead it slipped from her hand and on to the floor.
Picking up her phone the girl answered it, "What the hell? I've been calling you!" she said in a haughty tone.
"Excuse me princess," Dean said in a sarcastic tone, "the world doesn't revolve around you!"
Kir shook her head; he was not far from the truth. "I need ask you something-"
"Not now, we got plans, maybe another time."
"What? But it's important."
Dean went on to explain they had a lead on the Colt, something they have been looking for. Kiram asked why and what were they using it for, Dean calmly said they were going to kill the devil. She clasp a hand over her mouth, her eyes widen in horror. They couldn't-"a-are you sure? I...I mean-" she said after removing her hand.
He scoffed, "this is the only chance we got. And we're taking it."
Kiram quickly said, "tell me where you are...I wanna come." Knowing her own plan was to prevent it. Dean was quiet for a moment. Eventually after Kir pleaded, he agreed and told her. She thought about changing but didn't the young girl stayed in her bell-sleeve mini sweater dress, with black leather riding boots decorated with two belt straps on the calves and one near the ankle of the boot.
"All we have to do is find this demon name Crowley and there's no stopping us."
"Crowley...?" Kir whispered. She said she will meet Dean in a few, and then hung up. Biting her nail, Kiram pace around her room. "So he has been here." she muttered. Grabbing a few things, like ammo, guns, and knives. Kir left her home, while her dad slept. She instructed the maids to give her dad a message should he wake up. Taking one of the cars, Damien had, Kiram decided to drive this time instead of flying. She took the one; she knew Damien would not care so much about. Hurrying to the spot that was discussed between them, Kiram contemplated. She was trying to stay calm but it was hard, this was the demon that stood by her father's side and was the last demon seen with him. Crowley, he was suspected in the attempted murder of her father's life. Part of her didn't want to believe it, how could anyone do such a thing and why? In hours, she met up with Sam and Dean. Leaving the car in the parking lot, she hopped in the backseat and they drove off.
(S-5, Ep.10-"Abandon All Hope")
"Aren't you a little too young to drink?" Dean asked.
Kiram shrugged her shoulders, "who is really?" she had finished her drink and laid down on the bed. For once, it was not some run down motel as usual. They were going to meet up with the others in a few hours but Dean, being human, needed some sleep after driving for so long. With persistence, Kir offered to put them up in a better place for the night, seeing, as she would never be caught in some third-rate hooker nest. Sam and Dean had their own room; Sam insisted he at least thank her for doing this. Dean did not want to, but only doing so, so Sam would shut his mouth. When he did, Kiram invited him in for simple drinks, hindsight: maybe not a good idea.
After a couple, Dean was ready to call it a night. He got up from his seat; finish looking at the TV Dean turned it off. Kiram shifted in the bed. The Winchester was about to say goodnight when he thought of a question, "how is it, you can keep your body?"
Turning to face she thought of a way to say it, "it's hard. I was not born on Earth but I've spent my whole life here. I mean, it is not just me there are others. My boss, Faren, she's been on Earth for a long time but she's able to keep her human form." Kiram sat up. Dean walked over to her.
"Mmhm, I dunno what happened but one by one demons and angels needed to take vessels. Some did, at least." She stood up, "but it could've been just because of what's happening...my dad would know more than me, to be honest Dean."
That silence and awkwardness drifted for a moment between them. Sure, it might have been the drinks or maybe it was the hormones but either way, both of them had locked lips. Dean putting his arms around the girl's small frame as she held on to Dean by wrapping her arms around his neck. It started slow and maybe a little odd, but quickly became heated and passionate. As the two of them fell on the bed, their night of sleep and rest turned into an exotic and lust-filled moment. Shoes were kicked off, clothes nearly ripped from their bodies until the two were tangled on top of the satin sheets pressing against each other. Dean grasp her left breast as his lips trailed along her neck. Kiram willingly gave in to the human touches, her body seemed to demand his control. But her dominate side wanted, begged, to have this man at her mercy. The young woman forced Dean on his back.
"Dean..." Kir whispered as she dragged her nails over his toned chest.
He murmured as her hips grinded against his, "don't worry, this isn't the first time I done this. With a angel or whatever you are."
Kiram sat up, "No, I wasn't going to say anything at all like that."
Green eyes looked at her, well her breasts mostly. "What?" Admiring the youthfulness of those round perky mounds.
Without realizing it, her cheeks turned a slight shade of red, "be gentle with me." The hunter supported himself on his elbows and raised his eyebrows before mouthing the word, 'virgin'. Kiram took a second before she caught on and shook her head 'no'. The girl even demostrated by moving her body of him and brought her lips towards his pelvic area. Before long she took his half erected length in her mouth. Dean laid back down, his eyes nearly rolling in the back of his head.
Sam typed away on his computer, during these times he liked to keep his mind sharp and ready for anything. Sam also took advantage of the upscale hotel service, ordering some late night snacks. Kiram had insisted that if they needed anything to just get it. It was awfully nice of her and it wasn't everyday they could feel or relax like this. Especially on someone else's tab. The room service came a few moments ago with some desserts, drinks, and snacks. Sam thanked him just then, "What are you doing?" it was Dean's voice coming from the room next to them. Sam and the man looked in that direction.
"What are you doing with that? No, don't you dare put it there!" Dean yelled.
A few seconds of silence, the man was about to leave, "Oh sweet mother of all things that wrong! That feels so good!" Dean spoke loudly then followed a satisfying moan.
Sam shook his head, "yeah right."
In the room, Dean held on to the bed tightly as his body tensed up. Kiram steadily moved her mouth and tongue, hitting nearly every spot on the fully hard cock. One hand held the hunter's hips on the bed while the other was gently hitting a spot inside Dean, that he wasn't aware exsisted. Her finger carefully rubbing the sensitive spot. Dean thrusted upward, causing her to deep throat him, this stop when she removed her hand, then lifted her head up slightly and then-
"Son of a bitch! That hurts!" Dean looked down, a slight red mark in the middle of his member.
"Then don't force yourself down my damn throat!" Kir snapped. Off guard, Dean took control and settled himself between her slightly toned legs. His chin pressing against her navel, as he went down she could feel the short facial hair roughly brush against her skin. "I don't care much for receving." She said, taming her messy hair.
"Don't say that, you haven't had it Dean Winchester style." Kiram made a unapprove face, before she could reject it. Dean slipped his index and middle finger into her already wet-
"Count-ry friend steak." Sam said as he was ready to eat. It had been a while since he eaten something that wasn't fast food. With veggies and a biscuit, Sam cut into the thin meat and was about to eat.
"Oh my god that's amazing!" Kiram cried out, "more!"
Sam dropped his fork and knife, suddenly losing his will to eat. "When I said to thank her, a simple 'thanks for the room' would've suffice." he mumbled and put some headphones on.
Foreplay and oral were over, the two lustfully kissed as Dean entered her. He felt every inch of her tense up, her legs wrapped around his waist. She may not be a virgin but she didn't have sex very much. Her vaginal walls were still pretty tight around his dick, Dean gasped a little before his hands grabbed her thighs to lower her legs. At this point, he kept a decent pace, going in and out her, the young woman dug her nails in the sheets as the room was filled with her moans and cries of pleasure.
His eyes guided over her breasts as the bounced repeatedly because of his movements. How her hair clashed beautifully with her dark skin, strands of slive-blue on her shoulders, chest, and even sides. Clinging because of the sweat that came during the course of passion. When Dean leaned down closer to her, as if to make love and not just have meaningless sex, her nails made various marks on his body, drawing blood a few times. Dean groaned at the feel of mixing slight pain and pleasure. Their lips met again, more in attempt to quiet the woman. Wrapping her arms aound him, Kiram turned them over wanting to top the human hunter. Without objecting it, Dean kept his hands on her hips and watched as this young woman take over and bestow upon him some un-human satisfaction.
Kiram was the first of them to climax, her womanly jucies spilling all over her throbbing cock. Dean could feel the exact time her body had release such a sweet orgasm. Soon after, Dean sat up and held the girl in his arms as she continued to ride him, his lips trailing over her lips, jaw, and neck. The hunter then reached his limit, coming deep into her womanhood. By accident, Kir bit into his neck, Dean pulled her hair tight enough she stopped biting. Seconds passed and the human collasped on the bed, catching his breathe. She did the same as well, then laid on him.
Kiram licked where she bit him before whispering his ear, 'again'. Dean scrunched his eyebrows before giving a smile. This time Dean stayed in control as the love making repeated for a second time. Then a third. Then almost a fourth.
Early morning rose, Dean the first to wake up. Noticing the lack of any clothes on him as he turned to his side the body of a dark caramel skin girl peeked from the satin red sheets. His green eyes looked away and then back as if the image would leave. However, it did not, 'oh no' he mouthed. His eyes then caught sight of the marks and scratches on his arms and chest. A slight numbing pain coming from the back of his neck. 'Son of bitch' he mouthed next. Kir awoken from her sleep, rubbing her eyes then sitting up, holding her head. Clearly taking in too much alcohol. She got up from the bed, the dim rays of sunshine in the room made her naked body glow almost radiantly. The hunter noticed no markings on her, although he was not looking for anyway.
Returning to the room, she noticed Dean. It took a minute for it to dawn on her before she let out a very girly scream, Dean tried to calm her down getting up from the bed and the blanket dropped from his body. Kiram then blushed at the eldest Winchester's nudity. Grabbing the blanket to cover himself, Dean held his hand out. Repeating to Kiram to be quiet.
"How can I!? I don't know what else to do!? You're naked! I'm naked!" She said still screaming.
As if it couldn't get worse, Sam barged in the hotel door, "What's wrong!?" He glances at both Dean and Kiram. Suddenly he felt out of place.
The three of them were parked near the lake. Dean had gotten a call from Castiel, so the stopped for a minute. Sam looked out at the large collection of water, leaning against the hood of the Impala. Listening to Dean. Before the phone call, she wanted to never bring up what happened again. Ever. She wasn't sure how she was feeling about it at the moment but the girl needed time. Therefore, when he got the call, Kir took it upon herself to be alone.
"...going down?" Dean questioned, "alright huggy bear, just don't lose him."
Sam turned for a second, seeing Kiram walked towards them. She took a stroll to clear her mind for a moment. The girl went and stood on the same side of Sam. She crosses her arms over her chest. As Dean hung up, it was quiet. Not that comfortable quiet either. That obvious the-tension-is-so-thick-you-can-cut-it quiet.
Sam cleared his throat, "it's...cool that that's your natural born color..." Sam said.
Kiram gave Sam a dead glare, rolled her eyes and got in the backseat of the Impala, putting on her headphones and blasting whatever music she had. Dean looked at his brother; Sam placed his hand on his forehead. It slipped his mind for a moment but he did not want that image in his head of what he saw. Sam went back looking at the lake.
"No. Just no." Sam said. Talking about it, that was worse than thinking about it.
Dean opened his mouth, but his phone rang. From Cas. Dean answered it. He found Crowley's home but it was covered in Enochian symbols, the angel couldn't enter. Dean thanked him and said they would take care of it. Quickly the boys got in the car and Dean drove off, the dirt flying in the air as the tires sped on the dirt path. Half way through the trip, they stopped and met with Ellen and Jo, throwing together a plan. A way to get in, without being caught too early. Kiram stayed out of it, saying she wouldn't pull it off. Ellen, though still suspicious of the girl, could notice that was not bothering her. The body language Kir gave off seemed like something Dean had done to her. Something she was glad never happened between Jo and Dean. The older woman eyed Dean, to which he caught on and said nothing.
The group finishes the plan by nightfall, and from then they started. Jo, as expected, went up to the mansion dress in a black cocktail-like dress. She pressed the bell. Seconds later, two men came to the gate as it opened. Giving cheesy compliments to Jo. When she turned around to leave, the demon grabbed Jo by the shoulder. She reacted by defending herself and in came Sam with the knife. Killing both demons. The group gathered and Dean handed Jo a bag with some wire cutters.
"Shall we?" Jo said, ready to get this Crowley.
In the mansion, he calmly watched his movie as he listened to the lyrics, 'everybody plays the fool' enjoying a nice glass of scotch that he poured himself earlier. A grin on his face, one that lasted for minutes as the soldiers of what looked like Hitler's army marching with weapons, it vanished with the lights, music, and screen cut off. A few glances around, Crowley smiled. He got up and walked out the dark room with the fireplace into another dark area of his nice hope.
"It's Crowley, right?"
There, with guns in their hands, Sam and Dean cutting off Crowley from walking any further. "So the Hardy boys finally found me, took you long enough." he said. His eyes looked down at the rug; a slight electric urge went through him. Looking down and lifting one of the rugs, he saw the boys had marked that nice material. "Do you have any idea how much this rug cost?"
Dean muttered to Sam, "sounds like Kiram, right?" then chuckled, but when Sam shook his head, Dean stopped. Unknown to them, Crowley noticed that little side remarked but remained un-phased.
Two of Crowley's demons grabbed the Winchesters from behind, unarming them. Crowley, picking up the Colt on the small table, held it in his hands, "This is it right? This is what it's all about." Turning to face them, gun raised, Crowley shot them. Not the Winchesters, his own men. The boys looked confused. With Crowley simply stated, they needed to talk, privately.
At Bobby's, Ellen and Cas were taking shots. Jo sipping on a bottle of beer. While Sam and Dean went over the ideal plan. Kiram stood outside. Covering her sensitive ears from the noise. After what the boys said, what Crowley told them. There was no doubt about it. He wanted Lucifer dead, and it took everything she had in her not to pursue the demon. He might have been a simple crossroads demon, but he was still close to Damien. To her and her family. She became close to tears until the front door opened, quickly turning around she saw Bobby. "Ya coming in or what?" He asked before strolling away in his wheelchair.
Wiping what little tears that manages to escape, Kiram walked in heading to the area everyone was at. She saw Dean walking over to Jo, talking to her. Suddenly her semi-sadness turned to anger, or perhaps jealousy. When it looked like the two were going to kiss, Jo stopped and walked away shaking her head. Dean looked surprised and when he was about to take a drink, he spotted Kiram. She only turned away. That was when Bobby had called everyone into the other room.
Kir's phone vibrated, it stopped her from going into the room. Excusing herself, she took the call, her dad.
"What the hell are you doing?!" He yelled.
"No! This I can't allow, Kir."
"Dad, shut the fuck up! Please." She told him, there was a pause. "I know where he is, and I'm going. I have too."
"No you don't. You think you have to do something, when all you need to do is nothing. Kiram, there's more on the line than you think."
She didn't say anything at first, then sighed, "I can't walk from this. I have to. I'm sorry, daddy." She hung up on him.
"It must be hard." Kir knew it was Cas, and then she shook her head. "I've been quiet about this...should we manage to survive. How will you explain this to them?"
"I dunno." She whispered. "I really, really don't have a clue." The girl turned around, her eyes watery. "I want to help but..." she trailed off.
Kiram was thankful that Castiel had not told the whole truth to the boys when they crossed paths. The angel kept silent on the subject, even though he could have exposed it. Even though she was pain, to him, she was still young and had to learn the mistakes on her own. The angel knew this, he often recalled the times she would join the angels and archangels in their sparring events in Heaven, the main Heaven. Out besting Gabriel many times. However, that was then, this was now. Those times were no longer happening. He placed a hand on her shoulder, as if some sign of comfort. Kir looked at him confused. It caused the angel to think of something, "there...there..." he said rather awkward as if comforting a girl was such a complex task.
"You were terrible at it in your angel form and you are now." Kir gave a halfhearted smile before going inside, stopping at the door. She snuck up and hugged Cas. "Thanks..." then went indoors.
Cas baffled looked all around him as if he was being watched for a moment. "I did not do that...you saw it." Cas spoke in the open, and then returned inside.
During the hour they slept, Jo and Kiram talked for a moment. Jo a little surprise to learn the girl was five years younger than she was. In the dark, they sat in the spots they were going to sleep. Like they were teenagers and best friends. Jo talked about her dad, it was hard for her but she did. Kiram could relate. Jo asked, "Your dad died too?"
"No...my mom." Kiram sighed, "after my birth."
Jo blinked her eyes, "that's terrible, what went wrong?"
Kiram was hesitate, and then realized it did not matter. "My mom," she started, it was then the few people near them slightly woke up. Ellen was about to tell them go to sleep, but Kir went on, "she was an angel."
Jo smiled, "okay?"
"No, I mean literally, like Castiel. See, you know that whole angel guys attracted to human women in Genesis?" Jo nodded, "it was the same for the females. Not just human men attracted to them, I mean...okay." Kir tried to say it in a simple way without going off subject, "the female angels, like humans, were very much allowed to have children. Nevertheless, during the era where there was a bunch of half-bred children. Mr. Narcissistic," Kir stopped and explained, "God, alter a few things. One of them being the women either would make it through the pregnancy or died during the birth. It depends, I think. Whatever." Kiram started fiddling with her hair. "My mom, one of the few who knew what would happen, had me. And she passed away shortly after." Jo frowned, that seemed like such a cruel thing and from looking at Kiram, and she was clearly upset. "I never knew her, but my dad spoke of her, a lot, he never re-married after her. So...he must've really loved her.
But seems like, I'm making this night worse, bringing up old memories." Kir tried to laugh it off.
"Sometimes it's all we have." Jo commented. Kir agreed. "I heard you can change your hair, really?" Jo changed the subject.
"Um, yes." Kiram brought the light to her hair and it went from sliver-blue to black. Then faded to brown. Jo looked amazed and touched her hair. Kiram then proceeded to change it again, this time to blonde.
"Wow, I bet you save a lot of money on hair dye?" Jo snickered.
Kiram gave a smile, then laughed. Nodding her head, "I certainly do."
Jo kept touching her hair, "No. Only these, my dad has blonde hair, so that's where the color comes from. The brunette is from my mother. I'm not sure about the black though. My mother's parents have brown and blonde hair, so it's a bit of mystery to me."
"Your mom's parents? But I thought..." Kiram stopped her and said there were other ways of angels having kids. But it wasn't the same. Without going into details, she simply said they would need permission first. Jo just nodded at the new information she learned. "Maybe your dad's mom?" she suggested.
Kir reverted to her sliver-blue, "I guess...maybe."
"What happen to her?"
Biting her upper lip, she tilted her head. "She died, after birthing my dad." Before Jo could think of anything, Kiram added, "my...umm, grandpa...kind of...killed her." Jo's eyes widen in shock. "You know what, let's talk about something else, I remember this one time when I was eight..." They talked a bit more, happier things. Like the trouble they would get in as kids, in school, with friends all of the wonderful things of being a girl from a strange family. Finally, Ellen interrupted them. Giggling quietly they went to sleep.
To the humans, the town was empty to Cas and Kiram; they could spot all the reapers that gathered. She pressed against the window, when they stopped. Everyone got out of the car. Castiel went to investigate, Kir was going to tag along but Castiel insisted he go alone. Rolling her eyes, she stayed with Ellen and Jo. Kiram walked up to one of the reapers and waved her hand back and forth. To the girls, it looked like Kiram was waving in the air. Kiram poke the reaper in the shoulder, no response. Getting back in the car, the girls drove. For a quick second, Kiram's heart sped up and chills went down her spine. However, the girl thought nothing of it.
None of them knew that Castiel was trap in a ring of holy fire, set up by Lucifer.
"Great twenty minutes in town and we already lost the angel up our sleeves." Dean said.
"You think Lucifer got to him?" Asked Sam.
"I dunno what else to think."
As they explored the empty town, they all held shotguns and extra small guns on their persons. Kiram had got distracted and went to check something out. On guard, each of them kept a look out. "There you are." The group of Hunters turned around, to see Meg standing there, smirking. "Shouldn't have come here boys." The grin staying on her vessel's face.
"The hell I can say the same thing to you." Dean raised the Colt at Meg.
"Didn't come here alone, Deano." Meg hinted to the side of her. They saw nothing but could hear the Hell Hound's growl and the puddle of water splashed. Kiram then came running from the side. Meg stood in front of the group. Ready to delay them in their steps. In her human vessel, the dark haired demon stared. Sam and Dean exchanged looks. "shit. " she breathed.
Kiram bit her tongue; she knew what was to be expected. They wanted to kill Lucifer, and of course, Lucifer had his supporters. Everyone watched, Meg began to kneel. No. Not now. Kir thought. "Don't..." she said. Meg halted her movement and then stood straight again.
"I wasn't expecting this, please forgive me on my rude behavior ...your-." Meg said.
Kiram, with no choice, respond. "its okay." quickly cutting her last words off.
Meg looked at the humans then her, "as much as it pains me, well not really, I must comply with what orders I have." She prepared the hounds. On earth they were invisible, but if you were able to see them. You would see big black demonic dogs. Large teeth and ready to attack the hunters. Meg then turned her attention to the humans. Exchanging more words, saying her 'father' wanted to see them. The Winchester's refused. "You can make this easy or you can make this really, really, really hard."
The Hell Hounds started to surround them Kiram glanced at the dogs. They were more focus on the humans than her. Dean looked at Ellen, who nodded, and then his attention went back to Meg. Kiram attempted to say something but the Winchester spoke, "when have you know us to make anything 'easy'?" Dean stood his ground as Meg simply shook her head. At the moment, he changed his aim to the known position of the Hell Hound. Then yelled 'run'.
"Wa-wait!" Kiram said although it was for not, the group of hunters ran. With all those dogs chasing them. She was about to go.
"Sure that's a good idea?" Meg asked.
"No." Kiram told her and went after the hunters anyway. In the distance, she saw one of the hounds knock down Dean. In that instance, she hurried towards them hoping to ward off the Hell Hounds. Then Jo came and shot the dog a few times, which was when another dog waited patiently. Its teeth sharp and claws digging into the cement ground until that girl was in its sights. In the demonic language, she commanded the hounds to back down. However, they did not. It lunged after Jo, knocking her on the ground then clawing at her sides, it only desired to kill the human girl.
Sam shot at the dog with his shotgun, the second Ellen screamed. The dogs still barking and chasing them, the azure-eyed girl noticed the bigger dog. She went after it as it was getting close to Dean when he picked up Jo. Her hands full of its charcoal color fur that clung around its neck. It was bigger than she was, about the size of a pony, and she had a difficult time controlling it. Again, she spoke in another language, the hound eyes black eyes looked at Kiram. It was ready to attack her as well, it opened its mouth. Her hands clasped its jaw shut. She smacked it hard on its head; it made a whimper sound before lying on the ground in a submissive position. The hunters were able to get inside with the hounds still after them.
I do not understand, they were supposed to listen to my command...
Looking at the hound, Kir knew why they didn't listen. Dropping the dog's jaw. She tried to get as many to back off from the boys, Ellen, and Jo. Only about four of them came to her. The rest still tried to get in the small store. Figuring they must have used salt to block the way, Kiram took the time to call help, she paused for a second after seeing a thin stream of blood leading inside the store. Her body went cold and her heart felt heavy.
Meg returned to the spot Lucifer held Castiel hostage, all smiles. She asked what to do with the Winchesters since they were pinned down for now. He told her nothing. Confused she asked her 'father' why. Plain as day, Lucifer said, 'everything happens for a reason'. Placing his hands on Meg's face. The demoness quickly brought up the girl. As if it was nothing, he shook his head and turned his attention to Castiel. "Well, Castiel, we have some time for you to change your mind." Speaking calmly.
Cas looked anywhere but at Lucifer, devising a plan to escape. He already spotted the pipes. Perhaps a leak? He didn't want to speak. But maybe he could but some time. "She...she's helping them you know." Cas said after a minute of silence.
Lucifer scoffed, "you think you can stall time with this?" he chuckled, but Meg watched.
"Must be terrible having a member... betray you," He said slowly, hoping to have struck a nerve.
The smile faded, "the offer still stands, Castiel-"
"How does it feel knowing that someone close would be your downfall...again?"
"Don't you dare speak that way to me, again!" Lucifer threatens the angel. He grinded his teeth. Then he recollected his cool composure, chuckling. "Don't try to fool me, it doesn't suit you." He walked around the holy fire. Meg on the other hand, well her mind had drifted towards that
thought as well.
"Make it later." She handed him the shotgun.
Dean put the detonator in Jo's hand, holding back any tears to stay strong for her. Dean kissed her forehead, which only made the dying girl shed a few unseen tears. After, they gave each other longing looks, and then finally their lips met for a brief and final moment. Ellen kneeled down and held Jo's hand. For a moment, Jo wondered why her mother did not get up. When they exchanged looks, Jo cried. Not wanting her mom to stay behind for her sake. Ellen insisted, she was not leaving her daughter alone to die and someone had to let the hounds in. Sam whispered to Dean, but his brother said nothing.
"Get going now boys."
"Ellen..." Dean breathed.
"I said go." Ellen told them, the boys started to move, "and Dean," the Winchester turned to face Ellen, "kick it in the ass, don't miss."
Both parties shared hurt and regretful looks, mostly Dean did, knowing he was about to lose two close friends. Sam and Dean went through the fire escape. Ellen looked back at Jo and smiled, she gently moved a few strands of her daughter's hair away from her face. Then the dogs charged the door, getting up, Ellen went and unchained the front door, kicked some salt out of the way, turned on the gas, and went back to comfort Jo in these last moments. Jo leaned on her mom; mother and daughter awaiting their final breathes together. Ellen told Jo, "I will always love, baby." While keeping the tears in her eyes. Ellen glanced to the side, hearing the hounds trying to get in; not knowing that moment Jo took her last breath.
The dogs broke in and searched the store for the hunters. Snarling and breathing around, sniffing for their scents. The Winchesters were well on their way to the location of Lucifer. Ellen held on tight to Jo's lifeless body, she cried but stayed strong. When the hound exhaled next to Ellen, she gave a smile. "You can go straight back to Hell you ugly bitch." And she pressed the button.
The flames of the explosion surrounded the girls, the hounds and the floors and shelves of the store. Like a wall of flames, beautifully dancing. Ellen saw the image of the Hell Hound and its deformed features. Knowing death was so close. When she looked again, a pale golden light appeared. Then a man, with white hair and black eyes walked to them. But his eyes weren't like a demons. It was as if time stopped. His white hair, shoulder-length in a side ponytail. Pale snow-white skin and black robes. He kneeled down and placed his hand upon Jo. Ellen was going to stop but she spotted a well-dressed girl approaching.
"Do not worry," said the man. "Everything will be okay." His voice was pleasant.
Jo stirred from her death and looked around at the fire-covered room. The girl, with a silver and black tiara adorning her sliver-blue hair kneeled down near them. "I'm sorry it ended this way, but I thought this was the least I could do." a few tears rolled down her right cheek.
"Kiram?" Jo mumbled.
Kir looked at the pale man, "this is Azrael...as a favor, and I asked him to personally take you."
"Take us where?" Ellen asked.
"Heaven...the main one." Azrael answered. Helping them to their feet, he looked at Kiram. "you should go...I can't hold time still forever."
Kiram nodded. "forgive me." she said.
"I don't..." Jo stopped, it was obvious. The way that Meg spoke to her, how none of the hell hounds attacked her. Her dress and crown. Slowly the flames went from still to moving slowly. "you were going to help the devil?"
Kiram looked away, she didn't answer. Before an argument could start, Azrael warned them again, they had to go. Their bodies glowed along with Azrael's, his wings, black, emerged from his back and surrounded the three of them. "Jo...it wasn't like that. I just don't want this world to end but I don't wish for him to get harmed." her speech changed, she could not help it, dress like this, just reminded her of who she really was and escape from it was impossible. She left as the speed of time was catching up and Azrael took them away from this world.
When the explosion went off, Dean and Sam looked back in horror and grief. They couldn't stay longer though and head towards the field Lucifer was at. Arriving there, they snuck through the trees; they saw Lucifer digging in the ground and the town's people standing there. As they talked to one another, Kir walked up to Lucifer who continued to dig.
He looked up for a second, "what are you doing here?"
"I'm a little surprise you're doing this yourself."
"You want something done right, do it yourself." Lucifer kept prodding the ground. "Leave."
"I will not tell you again, Kiram, leave right now. This isn't your-"
"This is! It doesn't matter how much you or dad try to keep me in the dark...this is my problem as well and I just can't,"
Dean and Sam looked again and noticed Kiram standing there, waving her arms about like as was talking. "Oh no..." Dean felt faint, who was dumb enough to go head first into danger? He thought about it. Then shook his head. Ready as ever the boys went to take out Lucifer.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, cutting Kir and Lucifer's conversation short. He stopped digging and looked at them.
"Friends?" Lucifer asked as the boys walked through the crowd.
"And if they are?" Kiram asked in a lower tone.
He did not turn his head but glanced at her, "you can't have it both ways, sweetie, you just can't." Lucifer gave his full attention to the Winchester boy; he dropped the shovel and walked away from the dirt, wiping his hands free of any dirt. Sam bravely stood there after giving a couple of words to the devil himself. "Oh, Sam you don't need that gun here." He told him. "You know I never hurt you, now really."
Sam was not buying it, and then he looked at Kiram. "Let her go."
Lucifer gave a half-hearted surprise look, "oh, don't worry, I wouldn't hurt her either."
"Oh yeah?" Dean said pointing the Colt straight at Lucifer's head. Kiram looked at them. "Well, I'd hurt you." Lucifer turned to the eldest Winchester, not pleased. "So, suck it." Then the gun went off.
Kiram jumped and covered her mouth with her hands, as Lucifer's vessel hit the ground. Sam and Dean looked at each other before looking at Kiram. She looked shaken but fine. The boys looked like a weight had been lifted and looked around the dark night area. Kiram put her hands to her side and watched Lucifer on the ground, suddenly he gasped for air.
"He...he can be forgiving." Kiram said, loud enough for the boys to hear. Lucifer winced in pain as he got up; he put his hand on his wound.
"Where did you get that?" Lucifer asked, very pissed. Then smacked Dean into a tree when he did not answer.
"Grandpa!" Kiram yelled and went over to Dean.
He paid no mind to her, instead he looked at Sam, who was both shocked and surprise but he was not sure if it was because the Colt failed or because out of nowhere Kiram had called him 'grandpa'. Lucifer healed his wound, "now, where were we?" he smiled. "Don't worry, there are just five things that gun can't kill and I happen to be one of them." Lucifer confessed, "oh and that little bucket of PMS and sunshine is one of 'em too." He pointed to Kiram. "Now, if you just give me a minute, I'm almost done." Lucifer picked up the shovel.
Sam went over to his brother; Kiram was kneeled down over him trying to get him up. Sam gave Kir a cold look but when Lucifer spoke to him, he stood up and glared. "That'll never happen!" Sam yelled.
Kiram whispered to Dean, "Dean...wake up..." he didn't respond.
Lucifer and Sam carried on their discussion as he dig, Lucifer expressed that Sam will say 'yes'. Estimating around six months and in Detroit. Kir peeked over, he wasn't guessing and she knew that. The girl went back to Dean.
"Listen to me, you son of a bitch, I'm gonna kill you myself. You understand me, I'm gonna rip your heart out!" Sam threaten.
Lucifer snickered and responded. Then Sam asked what happen to the town, the devil explained. One demon for every able man and the rest were dead, women and children first. Kir shut her eyes and tried to block out their words. Lucifer continues to talk to Sam, saying he had to do this and he of all people should understand. Lucifer tossed the shovel to the side, "I was a son, a brother, like you, a younger brother." Lucifer started walking, to him. "You'll like this, I use to tell her this story all the time," Lucifer added, "and I had an older brother that I loved and idolize, in fact. And one day I went to him and begged him to stand with me, and Michael." Lucifer paused for a second, "Michael turned on me. Called me a freak, a monster, and then he beat me down all because I was different, because I had a mind of my own" Lucifer looked at Kiram. "I'm sure you know how that feels, right, Kir? Well to some extent."
She didn't answer him. Sam looked as well, even more confused than ever. Then Sam went back to looking at Lucifer, "tell me Sam, does any of that sound familiar?" Lucifer then excused himself, saying he had a ritual to finish. Adding that he didn't go anywhere, not that he could've. Sam went back to Dean and looked at the azure-eyed girl.
"Maybe I left a few things out..." Kiram said. Sam was angry, that was easy to tell. "It's not like you guys would've accepted me so easy if I had just said, 'oh by the way, the guy you're going after to kill happens to be my grandfather.' "Kiram said.
"Did Cas know?" Sam managed to say. Kiram nodded 'yes'. "So what, you think if you friended us I would say 'yes'? Did you know this would happen, that Ellen and Jo would die?!" Sam questioned her as he pushed her away from Dean. It wasn't like him, no, but he had been lied to.
"No!" Lucifer proceeded to chant the words; Kiram looked over and then back at Sam. "I never wanted any of that, no one to die; I didn't want you to say 'yes'. If anything, I wanted you to say 'no'. A thousand times 'no'. But understand whether you like it or not...he's my family and yes, I will defend him if I have to."
"That makes it better? Of all things to say, how can we even trust you, how do you -"
Kiram stood up, "I don't but I did have the right intentions in mind. You might see him as some heartless bastard but I don't!" Sam was about to speak, "No! All you humans ever see is the bad things he's done. You claim to think he was nothing but evil, pure evil, yes he made mistakes, some really fucked up mistakes but what you don't see is that he does care. He does love. If it weren't for him my dad, his son, would be dead!" Kir yelled, Lucifer stopped for a second. "I grew up loving him and nothing is going to change that."
Lucifer finished that chant and looked towards demons possessing the human men. "Now repeat after me." Lucifer began to talk.
Sam had no words for her, he was just shocked by her naive mind but there were more important things at the matter. When the possessed humans spoke, Dean finally came to, Kiram quickly kneeled down but Sam stared her down and she moved away. Dean, very confused, looked around at what was happening.
"To complete this tribute." Lucifer said and the demons repeated, and one by one their bodies lit up and they fell to the ground. Lucifer watched and gave a small smile. When he looked over at Sam, he did not know what to think at the younger Winchester's shock face. "What?" He said, then looked away, "their just demons."
The ground shook as Death approached the human world. Dean and Sam looked at each other, and then Cas showed up just in time. He had a finger over his mouth and in a flash of light took just the boys. Lucifer looked back and saw Kiram kneeling on the ground. Her hair covering her face, he walked over to the burial site and waited. Kiram then stood up, slowly, unsure of how to take all this in. She looked over at her grandfather in the human vessel, taking note that the human couldn't hold him forever. She stayed silent and watches as Death came to be. Tears streamed down her face.
"Well, hello Death." Lucifer greeted proudly.
Bobby, Sam, and Dean surrounded the fireplace the next day at Bobby's home. While the news of the tragedy fill the room, they stared at the photo taken two nights before. The last photo with Ellen and Jo. Bobby threw the photo in the fire. Each of them taking in their deaths and the horrors that awaited them. Dean stared at Jo's face. Sam had filled him in about what happened, about finding out the girl that tagged along with them at times for the last few months was really a descendant of Lucifer, Dean had never felt so angry with himself. And even though she claimed she had nothing to do with what happen. Dean felt she might as well have. He watched as the picture burned away. He sworn this was not going to end like this. Dean would make sure he make this right. And with the what they know, Dean had plan up his sleeve; one he hoped would stop this end of the world crap in its tracks
Little Fact#1: Kiram being Lucifer's granddaughter gave her advantages for academics. Knowledged of multipule languages, history, math, etc. She was able to enter college early and graduate at 18. Even though she has done this, doesn't mean she likes it. Which is why she's prone to disobey both Damien and Lucifer.
Little Fact#2: In Hell, with Lucifer being 'King of Hell'. That does make Kiram a princess, at least towards the demons and such. So that little comment Dean made, was in fact true, in a sense. Damien was unable to rule in Lucifer's absence and even though he's back Lucifer can't do everything, so it was up to Kiram to take the responsibilities.
Little Fact#3: Her appearance with Ellen and Jo was because they were dead and there was no point in hiding what they would've found out. There's also a reason Kir asked Azrael to come.
Little Fact#4: Bobby explained that the horsemen, Death, was the angel of death. This is true to an extent. Azrael, is indeed the real Angel of Death but has split his duties with the horsemen. Azrael will be called up at the worlds end, but for their own reasons. Most of the angels are left in the dark to humans.
Authoress Notes: See, as promised. But, I won't be able to update for a while, which is why this chapter is long. I hope it holds you guys over. Sorry. But I worked as much as I could, re-watched episodes, which that never hurts, and tried not to make this boring. I hope everyone stayed in character and it worked out great. And I dunno, it might be not Dean but 'Abandon All Hope...' was perfect for me to have Kiram and Dean sleep together. With what they find out in the end, so yeah. Not the best but, whatever.
I do know, next chapter will revisit an old episode so you guys can see when Cas and Kiram met up. And if you don't remember, Zachariah did call Michael her 'loverboy'. So it was suppose to be like, when Kiram hugged Cas, he was like 'it was her, not me, you saw it'. But in Cas version. Okay, so without giving so much away, small subjects will be explained, probably in the episode where Sam and Dean go to Heaven. Maybe.
Should also note, those facts only works for my story. lol. But they weren't needed in the story itself. And to explain Kiram, she's pretty much like Fiona from ' Burn Notice' that would be the simplest way. She loves her taste in fashion and other girly things, because she is a princess, Kira did not have much of choice, but loves the smell of gunpowder in the morning. lol. Also, her clothes are pretty much from Victoria's Secret, so you're free to look at them. :D (points for creativness?)
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