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Sera stared down at the text she’d received from her ex, Chris, about the state he was in health-wise. When she’d been with him, she’d loved him with everything in her, she still did, but she’d had to leave him behind to continue hunting with her siblings - and, now, his health was declining horribly from cancer. Reading the text again strengthened her resolve and, moving over, she put the box in the hole she dug before covering it with dirt to bury it. Looking around, she chewed on her lip. “Come on, you damn demon, I don’t have all night,” she muttered; it would only be a matter of time before her brothers and half-sisters noticed that her absence was longer than it should be, and there was no way she could tell them what she was doing.

Sam had brought food back to the motel he and his siblings were all staying at for now. After everything that had happened lately, they hadn’t really had time to get to know their half-sisters, and doing so in the motel room would be much easier than it would be in a diner. “Alright, I hope I got everybody’s orders right,” he said with a small grin as he moved to offer Dean his burger before passing out the rest of the food to Ivy, Rose, and Violet, soon moving to sit down. “And we’ve got a lot to talk about overall, so…” He peered around at the three girls, watching them for a few moments. It’d been enough of a shock to discover that Adam had been their brother, but to find out that there were three others - Adam’s sisters, their half-sisters, - took him, Dean, and Sera by surprise. “Where do we start?”

Violet accepted her meal with a weak, nervous smile, and she nodded slowly. “Thank you,” she murmured quietly, peering over at Ivy and Rose for a few moments, wondering how her sisters were dealing with this whole thing. Settling her gaze back on their half-brothers, she watched them for a few moments. “The last message any of us got from Adam was that he’d met you two and that a lot of crazy stuff was going on. And, since we found you guys while you were finishing up a, um, hunt, I guess that pretty much explains the crazy stuff.” She shrugged slightly. “So, I guess we just start with getting to know each other?”

Michael looked towards Luke, arching his brows, though he was visibly bored with this whole thing. The angels were on high alert, but Michael just wanted to get back to his duties. Sitting straight as Castiel spoke, he didn’t interrupt the other angel, though he didn’t quite see why this was their problem anymore. “Why don’t you just go back to your beloved Winchesters, Castiel?” he asked eventually, “You put so much faith in them, after all.” And, really, he didn’t see where all of that faith came from at this point; they were merely humans. Well, except Sam, who had been tainted by demon blood when he was an infant - and he let that consume him. An abomination. More of a reason to not be bothered.

Castiel frowned deeply as he listened to the other angel. “This is a matter we must take seriously,” he said firmly, “And the Winchesters have earned my faith.”

Lexine sat with her feet propped up on a table as she looked towards Calum and Nicole before she settled her gaze on Crowley. Her arms were folded lazily across her chest and, honestly, she wanted to be anywhere other than there. She’d rather be out, having fun, maybe murdering a few people, but, instead, she was stuck in this… Meeting. A boring meeting at that. Yawning, she rested her head back against her chair, closing her eyes as she listened to Crowley’s concerns, but it didn’t really matter to her who the King of Hell was; she just wanted her freedom to do as she pleased.

Calum offered an amused look to Nicole and Lexine when Crowley’s back was turned and, throughout Crowley’s talking, he’d made faces behind his back. He didn’t have any real respect for Crowley - he didn’t have any real respect for anybody, considering he was pretty new at this entire demon thing. He figured it made sense that Crowley was so worried about Lucifer and the cage and everything that went with that, since Crowley seemed to enjoy the power he had, but really Crowley didn’t tend to put that power to much use. But, he supposed it was mildly amusing to listen to Crowley prattle on as if any of them cared for what he had to say. “Go on, Crowley, let it all out,” he chimed easily, offering a small smirk.

"Well, sweetheart, I don't think calling me a damn demon is going to help." Ashton Irwin spoke with confidence as he emerged from the shadows, hands buried in the pockets of his leather jacket, dyed red curls slicked back with the aid of some sort of gel. Studying the prize he was sure to win with hazel eyes, Ashton's smirk - permanently etched onto his face to accompany his cocky exterior - only broadened. "In fact, we do have names." Ashton teased. "Mine's Ashton. Ashton Irwin, actually, at your service." Ashton offered a salute. "And there's no need to introduce yourself love, I know exactly what you are." Ashton came to a stop in front of Sera, reaching to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "You're a Winchester." And trapping Sera's thumb between his thumb and pointer finger, Ashton forced the beauty to look up to him. "Thought you lot would of learned your lesson by now. Spent so much time in Hell, you might as well have a key card." Ashton rolled his eyes, licking over his lips. "What is it I can do for you, Sera Winchester?"

Dean nodded with gratitude as Sam offered him a burger, the wrapper already moistened with grease. "Man, I could eat a horse." Dean commented with a small grin as he began to unwrap his food; although his eyes drifted to his half sisters, the three of them sat beside one another, tense and clearly anxious. Not much time had passed since the revelation that John Winchester had four other children, but already, Dean had found himself incredibly protective over his sisters, treating them just how he would treat Sera. Family was the only thing that Dean knew was permanent, that Dean held close to his chest and dear to his heart, and this was no different. They were no different. They'd been living ordinary lives until Dean, Sam and Sera had rolled up in the 1967 Chevrolet Impala, polished to near perfection, turning everything upside down. "Don't be shy about anything, either." Dean offered a smile to his siblings, taking a bit from his burger. "We'd love to get to know you." He spoke with his mouth full, a piece of lettuce falling from the corner of his mouth.

Ivy took what Sam had offered with a small smile, feeling the tension trapped between the walls of the motel room. Looking to Rose and Violet, Ivy offered them a weak attempt of a nervous smile, trying to reassure them that everything would be okay, despite the horrors they'd witnessed in such a short amount of time. Chewing on her lip as Ivy rested her meal in her lap, she began to unwrap her burger, listening to Violet's explanation and inwardly cringing. Hunting. And not like, deer. But monsters - demons, and vampires, and ghouls. A world that everybody had been oblivious to until the Winchesters came rolling into town. "Getting to know them sounds better." Ivy looked to her half brothers then, pulling a slight face with Dean's table manners. "How long has hunting been a thing for you both? And why did you never know about Adam, or - or us?"

Rose accepted her chicken sandwich with a small smile towards Sam, trying to remain as polite as possible. The whole situation had been dizzying, to say the least, but now was a time to steady herself on her feet and get to know the family that had been missing. Unwrapping the chicken sandwich as words were exchanged, Rose opted to nod along instead, trying to ignore the sickly tightening in her stomach. "You have to understand," Rose offered her sisters a small smile, before looking between Sam and Dean, hoping that the situation wouldn't spin out of control. "This has been so wild for us, so, y'know, don't expect a welcome party. Or for us to open up in one night, it just won't happen. But hearing about you might help it along." Rose studied Sam, and then Dean, appreciating they all seemed to have some similarities, the most being the defiant attitudes and a readiness to raise hell wherever they went. Rose wondered if that was a trait passed down from the father they shared. Taking a bite of her sandwich, Rose looked to her sisters once more.

Luke arched an amused eyebrow right back to Michael, suffering with boredom just as much as Michael was. Luke wanted to return to his duties, have a chance to spread his wings - quite literally - and get some air. The situation on Earth was almost desperate, and the angelic squadron needed to pull together, now more than ever. However, when Castiel began to speak of Lucifer, of Crowley, of demons and of Winchesters, Luke paid attention. "Why do we have to take responsibility for the Winchesters, Castiel?" Luke asked with a tone that was, quite obviously, uninterested. "You believe in them more than you believe in us. Quite frankly, it's insulting." And it was. Dean Winchester was somewhat of a pig, Sam Winchester was an abomination; demon blood running freely through his veins, and Sera Winchester was nothing more than ordinary, despite her ability to start a fight with thin air. "It's not our problem, Castiel. It's yours."

Nicole was almost jealous of Ashton. His get out of Crowley's rants card had always been a summoning in any of the crossroads of America, at any given time, and Nicole would rather be anywhere than Hell, sat around a table as Crowley paced impatiently back and forth, speaking of the Winchesters, and Lucifer, and that his seat at the throne was at risk. Looking to Calum and Lexine, the corners of Nicole's mouth tugged upwards into a smirk, and she snorted with laughter when Calum made faces behind the King's back. "What do you want us to do about it, Crowley?" Nicole challenged finally. "We're tired of the same old tune, why don't you do something about it?"

Crowley had been pacing back and forth so much, he was sure he was going to run himself even deeper into the ground than he already was. Hell was no amusement park, but hey, somebody had to keep it going. Brushing off his suit as he came to a stand still, Crowley listened to his demons' concerns. "I don't think any of you," Crowley turned to look at the trio, quite aware he was missing his best demon. "Understand how dire this situation is." And clicking his fingers, Crowley nursed a glass of the finest Scottish whiskey within his hands, swirling the amber liquid around his glass. "Lucifer will wipe the floor with all of us if he gets out, and trust me, he's close!" Crowley slammed a hand onto the table. Hearing Calum's words, Crowley shot him a glare. "You're new here, aren't you, Calum? And if I were you, I'd keep your mouth closed if you don't want to become smoke. Do I make myself clear?" But hearing Nicole, Crowley's lips upturned into a small grin, and sitting down and leaning back into his chair, Crowley took a sip of his whiskey. "I am doing something about it. I'm sending you lot - Ashton, as well - to make friends with the Winchesters."

Sera looked quickly towards the voice that suddenly filled the silence and, for a moment, she was mildly shocked to see somebody that attractive, but it didn’t change what he was, and she found herself snorting. “Well, you are damned, aren’t you?” she asked, arching a brow as she watched him, “And you’re a demon. I don’t see why this is such a problem.” As he talked, though, she folded her arms impatiently over her chest, frowning deeply as she examined him. “You say it like I’m supposed to care. Should I be impressed?” When he stopped in front of her, though, she kept her focus on him, not flinching, not batting an eye, even with his actions, and she stared straight at him. “Bravo to you. Still not impressed.” Her jaw clenched slightly as she examined him. “There’s a man in Boston, Christopher Thomas. He has cancer, I want you to get rid of it. It’d be pretty great if you’d stop calling me sweetheart and love, too, but I’ll take what I can get.”

Sam shook his head with amusement as he watched Dean, though his gaze ran over his three sisters for a few moments, taking them in, trying to determine what he could about the three of them, wanting to get to know them as much as he could. “Well, uh… Hunting’s been a thing for us pretty much our whole lives - or, at least, pretty much my whole life. After our mom died when I was a baby, our dad started getting involved in it and we grew up with it because of that,” he explained carefully, “As for why we didn’t know about you three or Adam, our dad never told us about any of you. I think he was trying to protect all of you from this life, and… Well, I guess he figured one of the best ways to do that was to make sure the chances of us crossing paths and finding out about each other were as small as possible.” He offered a weak smile before he looked to Rose and nodded in understanding. “We understand that, really, we do. But, just… Know that we’ll do everything possible to keep you three safe, okay? We’re family.”

Violet listened quietly, chewing on her lip, and she did her best to pay attention to everything that was being said. Her gaze dropping to her own food, she picked at it carefully before she took a bite, trying to get her mind off of how crazy things had gotten in such a short amount of time. “Did you guys ever… I don’t know, want to be normal?” she asked after a moment, lifting her gaze and examining the others for a few moments, though her gaze focused mostly on their brothers as she tried to just get used to the idea of having more family. Chewing on her lip, she thought for a moment. “If you could change things, would you? Would you change the lives you live or… Or would you even change learning about us?” She wasn’t sure why the question had popped into her mind, but she wanted to know; she wanted to figure out whether there was any chance that their brothers would prefer for them to not be in their lives at all.

Michael nodded along to Luke’s words, agreeing completely with the other angel. “It’s also a waste of time to focus our resources on a family that only seems to enjoy playing martyr,” he reminded, “Having to watch them all the time to make sure they don’t get themselves killed would just serve as an ultimate failure, because they are so determined to die, anyway.” Shrugging easily, he leaned back in his seat, attempting to relax, but finding the entire thing ridiculous. And, moreover, the conversation, the meeting, whatever this was, was a waste of Michael’s time as well. If he didn’t want to waste his time in here, why in the world would he want to waste his time on the Winchesters? “Maybe it’s merely high time we just let the Winchesters die. They’ve served their purpose and they’re not much use now, anyway. In fact, they’ve caused far more harm than good ever since you pulled Dean Winchester from Hell. They did start the Apocalypse, after all, after releasing Lucifer. It’s not worth it.”

Castiel frowned as he watched Luke and Michael, his eyes narrowing in the slightest. “I don’t think either of you are acknowledging how important this is,” he told them firmly, “The Winchesters have saved the world and they continue to save lives every day. They’re worth believing in. And, if you don’t believe me, then perhaps you should give a try with being around them - otherwise, I’d advise you both to close your mouths and keep your opinions to yourselves.”

Lexine offered an amused grin to Nicole and Calum, but she paused as Crowley continued to talk, arching a brow. “What?” she asked, frowning slightly, a scowl forming on her lips. “You can’t be serious. You can’t send us to those morons. All they’d do would be to try to kill us and I’m not all too eager to die.” Scoffing lowly, she rolled her eyes, her frown deepening because she couldn’t believe that Crowley would dare suggest something like that - it was suicide. And, sure, while the Winchesters may enjoy throwing themselves into the fire, dying for each other over and over again, Lexine had no interest in falling into this trap. “You’d be down four demons, Crowley. Do you really want to risk that?”

Calum watched with an arched brow, listening quietly to the entire thing, though he looked mildly amused with Crowley’s threats. As he continued to speak, though, he tilted his head. In truth, he didn’t really know much about the Winchesters, he’d never met them personally, all he’d experienced when it came to them were the stories the other demons told. And, by the other demons’ accounts, the Winchesters were very much the kill now, ask questions later type of people, and Calum wasn’t all too eager to risk that when he was so new at this. “Now, I know you told me to keep my mouth closed,” he said, shifting a bit to lean forward, his elbows resting on his knees after a few moments, his brows furrowing as he examined Crowley for a few moments. “But, well, either you kill me or they kill me. I’m not too interested in either option. I only know what I’ve heard about the Winchesters, but I don’t see what us going to the Winchesters would do to help the situation; I just see it ending in one way, us all dying.”

Ashton's smirk only broadened with Sera's words, and he folded his arms across his chest with ease, not at all phased by the situation in front of him. "I wouldn't call it damned, darling." Ashton crooned. "I'm immortal, after all. Pretty cool, if you ask me." Ashton threw a wink in Sera's direction. Watching Sera carefully, Ashton could admit to himself that the girl was attractive - nothing like the two apes she called brothers. Arching an amused brow as Sera frowned at him, Ashton's smirk grew to a grin, revealing his dimples. "Why? Aren't you impressed?" Ashton teased, closing the small space between them, leaving nothing more than a few centimeters between them. Ashton liked how Sera looked right to him, instead of avoiding his gaze like most of the fools he dealt with on a regular basis. Blinking his eyes to make them turn black, Ashton leaned down, his lips right next to Sera's ear. "Oh, sweetheart, you should definitely be impressed." And pulling away, Ashton's eyes returned to their normal, soft hazel, and he nodded with her words. "Christopher Thomas, I gotcha." Ashton nodded. "But as you know, love, there's a price for these sort of deals." Ashton informed easily. "And Winchester souls have a hefty price tag in the underground." Ashton smirked. "One year. That's it. I'd consider myself lucky, I was dead before I hit the floor when I made my own deal." Ashton shrugged his shoulders. "Take it or leave it, gorgeous, I've got places to be."

Dean nodded along with Sam's words. "Listen," Dean spoke gently, but with authority. "Knowing Dad, he only wanted to keep you girls and Adam safe. Hunting isn't a game of baseball, it's dangerous." Dean put his burger down against the wrapper, looking to his sisters. "But Sam's right. We'll do anything we can to keep you safe, alright? You gotta trust us on that one." Dean listened closely to Violet's words, preoccupying himself by playing with the wrapper. "Normal wasn't a thing for us." Dean explained gently. "But I wouldn't change things. Sam, Sera and I, we're a team. We're close because our childhood gave us no choice but to stick together, but the love? That's real." Dean promised. "We wouldn't change anything - that includes learning about you." Dean promised, his brows furrowing. "You're family, and that's what matters the most to us. If you girls wanna stick around for the ride, you can. If you wanna run, you can. But we've got your back when you need us. Right, Sammy?"

Ivy nodded as Sam answered her questions with patience, and Ivy could admit that she could get used to having an extended family, although it was a difficult thing to come to terms with. This was all so brand new, and it was a little scary. "What was Dad like?" Ivy asked after a long moment, They'd never known their father, not really He was absent for a lot of their childhood, only making himself known later on the girls' lives. Pulling her burger apart, Ivy looked to her sisters, wondering if they shared the same fear, the same curiosity, the same sense of strange that Ivy did - but family was something she wanted to pursue, whether or not it was a good idea. They were siblings, they had to stick together, if Sam, Dean and Sera allowed it. Deciding there was a long time before the discussion of banding together was going to happen, Ivy took a bite from her food.

Rose listened to her sisters, smiling slightly at the questions they had to ask. The youngest of the Milligan brood had always been so inquistive and curious, and Rose had always been quick to encourage it - but she couldn't help but wonder if it was appropriate in this setting. Knowing that their family was bigger than what it already was, was so incredibly strange, but Rose could admit that she enjoyed the solidarity the siblings already displayed. "That's enough from you two." She teased her sisters.

Luke listened to Michael's words, nodding along in agreement, golden curls tied into a top knot. "Castiel, with all due respect, Michael's right." Luke pointed out. "All they do is throw themselves in harm's way and act like rabid animals." Luke frowned. "And when they sacrifice themselves for each other, they know they're going to come back, unharmed, anyway. What ever happened to what's dead should stay dead?" Luke rolled his eyes. "You were once the best angel in the garrison, Castiel. The Winchesters have made you weak." Hearing Michael suggest that it was time to let the Winchesters die, he nodded in agreement. "I'm sick of hearing about the Winchesters." Luke murmured. But as Castiel spoke, Luke, no matter his debate, paid attention, because Castiel was the most powerful angel in the garrison. He'd fallen from grace to protect this idiot family. "I'm not spending time with the Winchesters," Luke warned. "No way. So what if Lucifer is coming out of his cage? We can stop him. Not them."

Nicole frowned with Crowley's words. "You expect us to befriend a group of fools who kill demons for a living?" Nicole scoffed. "Have you forgotten what they did to Lilith? To Azazel? Abaddon?" Nicole listed off. "By being your watch dog, Crowley, you're putting the four of us in danger!"

Crowley's eyes flickered between his minions. "You seem to think you're an asset to Hell. The only demon worth keeping is Ashton, but even then, I wouldn't miss him all that much. I expect you to behave yourselves around the Winchesters, because the more human you act, the less likely you are to be hurt, are you catching my drift?" Crowley asked. "Be. Human. Behave like humans instead of bumbling idiots! Do I make myself clear?" Crowley took another sip of whiskey. "Your mission starts tomorrow. When Lucifer, not if, when Lucifer breaks out of that cage, he'll be after the Winchesters. You four can ambush them and give him what he wants - then we'll all survive!" Crowley shouted.

“Pretty lame, if you ask me,” Sera retorted easily in response, snorting quietly, because immortality meant constant loss, and Sera had no interest in that. As Ashton got closer, she tried to ignore how close he was, the scent that surrounded him, and those damn dimples. “Not even in the least.” She didn’t tear her gaze from him but, when his eyes went black and he leaned to her ear, she tried to ignore the way her heart jolted, not from fear but from something else she didn’t want to acknowledge, something she didn’t want to admit to feeling, trying not to shudder, but she frowned. Listening to his words, her brows furrowed and she wondered what exactly had happened to him, but she didn’t question it, instead straightening slightly, staring up at him. “A year is fine with me. It’s a deal.” And, in her opinion, it was worth it. She’d just have to go to whatever lengths possible to make sure her brothers never found out about it.

Sam nodded slightly to Dean’s words, peering over at his brother with determination before he looked back to their sisters. “Dean’s right,” he promised, “Whether you stick with us or go back to your lives, if you ever need us, we’re just a call away. You’ll always be able to count on us, I promise. We all promise.” He offered a small smile, but he blinked when he heard Ivy’s question and, for a moment, he thought about how to answer, because he knew how their father was and why he was the way he was, but it was hard to really explain that in a way that wouldn’t really outright scream trouble. “He was… Strict, difficult, stern…” He chose his words carefully, watching the girls, not wanting to paint their father in the worst way, but also not wanting to lie to them. “He was very… Specific about what he wanted for us and, if we didn’t want it, too, it didn’t usually have the best outcomes.” Shifting, though, he cleared his throat. “But, everything he did, he did it for us - for all of us, - to make the world safer, better… I’ll give him that much.”

Violet opened her mouth to ask more questions, but, hearing Rose, she was quick to snap her mouth shut again and, watching their brothers, she offered a small nod before she focused on eating. It was still a lot to take in, a lot to wrap her head around, but she wanted to at least try. A part of her, a part she wasn’t fully ready to admitting to, wanted to discover what this life was like - and she wasn’t sure if it was from her curiosity about this world or from her desire to be around the family members they didn’t know they had for the longest. For now, though, she kept that thought to herself and ate quietly, taking in everything the others were saying, and processing it all.

Michael nodded his agreement to Luke’s words, frowning deeply. “They’re not worth it,” he said firmly, watching Castiel for a few long moments. “They weren’t worth saving, not the first time and not any time after. All they’ve done is stir the pot and make things even more difficult for us - in fact, more demons have popped up consistently because of what they’d done. Since saving Dean the first time, all that’s happened is that more troubles have arisen, and it never truly ends, because they just attract more. They’re not saviors, Castiel. They’re the ones that are going to drive the world to disaster - well, further into disaster, anyway.” Shrugging easily, he leaned back in his seat. “And, Luke is right. You’re assuming that we can’t do what we’re meant to do. Instead, you put every ounce of faith you have into mere humans, mortals, and, in the end, that faith you have in them is going to end up getting them killed, anyway. Everything you’re trying to protect them from is eventually going to catch up to them, as it should.”

“We weren’t able to stop Lucifer before. In fact, many angels wanted Lucifer to escape, if you recall,” Castiel reminded as he watched Luke and Michael for a long moment. “The Winchesters are loyal and they’ll do the right and good things to save the world, whereas we angels have been going about things all wrong.” And, he would defend the Winchesters and their loyalty and their goodness with everything he had in them. “You’re so against them without even meeting them. Perhaps you’re merely cowards? Afraid to meet the Winchesters and have every opinion you have about them altered? Until you give them a chance, your opinions mean nothing, and I think, if you’re so determined to discredit them, to doubt them, then it’s only fair you see what they’re made of yourselves.”

Lexine’s jaw clenched as she watched Crowley and she rolled her eyes slightly. “We may not be assets, Crowley, but, at least, for the most part, we have been pretty loyal to you,” she pointed out easily, “Otherwise, we wouldn’t sit through these ridiculous rants about Lucifer and the cage and him escaping. I don’t see anybody else willing to listen to you rant.” Scoffing quietly, she moved to stand up. “But, fine, you want us to go up there and act human and get close to the Winchesters, so be it. When you’re all alone down here when Lucifer gets free, you can blame yourself.” And, turning, she exited the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

Calum watched quietly, frowning deeply to Crowley’s words as he watched him. “You know, mate, you might want to treat your followers a little better. That’s no way to keep loyalty,” he said easily in response before he shrugged slightly. “But, you want us to do this? Alright, as you wish.” Moving to stand, he slipped his hands into his pockets. “But, question -” He stared after Lexine as she left before he looked back to Crowley. “Aside from pretending to be humans, are there any actual rules to this… Game?” He arched a brow, watching Crowley for a few long moments before he tilted his head. “I mean, certainly, we don’t have to spend twenty-four-seven around the Winchesters, do we? And what about indulging our desires?” Just the thought made a small smirk form on his lips. “No matter the desire, I might add. If you’re sending us out on this sort of mission, the least you could do is tell us what we’re allowed and unallowed to do, so we can know just how much fun we’re allowed to have.”

"Oh, sweetheart." Ashton's lips tugged into a smirk once more. "You're only saying that to break my jet black heart." Ashton remained close to Sera, but dared himself to push further and place his hands on her hips, squeezing gently, ensuring she would feel his fingers curl into her skin, covered by the material of her jeans. "I can hear your heartbeat, doll." Ashton murmured with a smirk. "This isn't your first rodeo, what's got you so scared?" Ashton teased. "It's definitely not little old me." Ashton cooed. "A deal?" Ashton grinned. "Perfect." And tugging her closer by the hips, Ashton licked over his lips once more. "Consider it done." He grinned. "So, you gonna kiss me, or not, Princess?"

Dean had been, admittedly, caught off guard with the question about John Winchester, and Dean wondered what sort of picture he wanted to portray John in. Would he tell the truth, and make his - their - father out to be a monster, or would he twist the truth a little? Sighing, Dean rubbed at the back of his neck. "He was a good man," Dean added onto Sam's explanation. "Sometimes, he just did things the wrong way." Dean blinked then, looking at the bottle of beer that accompanied his food. "He just wanted a safer world for us to live in, so don't think he's a bad man, girls. He isn't. He never was." Dean picked up his burger once more, taking a bite to avoid conversation.

Ivy opened her mouth to ask more questions about John Winchester, about the hunting life, but when Rose intervened, Ivy knew better than to challenge her older sister, although there was so many things Ivy wanted to know. She wanted to join her eldest siblings, she wanted to drive across America and fight evil and save the good, and dammit, she couldn't hold that back much longer. "I want in." She said suddenly, looking up to Sam and Dean. "Like, the hunting thing. I want to be a part of it."

Rose looked to her sisters, knowing that their curiosity was burning within their chest, and she couldn't help but admire them both. They'd always been so into life, into everything thrown at them, and Rose was certain that it was definitely a family trait. Hearing Ivy's words, Rose paused. She wanted it too, the life that these boys lived. They could gain experience on the road, they could learn to win. They could be Winchesters. Rose looked to Violet. "Vi?" Rose asked softly. "What do you think?"

Luke listened closely to Michael's words, nodding in agreement. "They're no longer required as vessels, either. So what is the point in them continuing to fight the supposed good fight they speak of?" Luke frowned, but as he listened to Castiel speak, Luke's frown only deepend and his stubborness become rooted further into his chest. Sam, Dean and Sera Winchester weren't worth the hassle. "I'm no coward, Castiel. If you wish for us to meet these little heathens, then fine. But I give them a week, and if they haven't proven themselves worthy by then, I'll personally smite them." Luke warned, standing to his feet and brushing off the pristine suit he wore.

Nicole watched as Lexine stormed out of the throne room, and exhaling, Nicole scrubbed a hand over her face. "You're losing loyalty, Crowley. And when you're left with nothing but your crown, you'll have nobody to blame but yourself." Nicole warned, standing to follow Lexine, preparing herself for the mission at hand. Act human. Befriend the Winchesters. Pulling a face, Nicole caught up to Lexine. "This is stupid."

Crowley listened to the complaints of the demons, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Yes, yes. Losing loyalty, I understand." Crowley waved a dismissive hand, but when Calum continued to speak, Crowley looked at the boy with an unamused stare. "Calum. I don't care how many girls' legs you decide to hump, just get your job done, do I make myself clear?"

Sera stared up at Ashton with mild surprise and she did everything she could to physically react as little as possible, despite that she swore her heart jumped into her throat and a shudder ran down her spine. “Who’s scared?” she asked quietly, watching him, not even daring to back down, not wanting to show weakness to him, but also wishing she wasn’t this damn addicted to his touch already. When he tugged her closer, she didn’t fight it, and she chewed on her lip when she saw him licking his lips and, for a moment, she hated how much she wanted to kiss him, considering, for a moment, that it seemed an especially sinful thought when she’d just made this deal to save another man. “Oh, shut up already.” Rolling her eyes, she scoffed lowly before she leaned up to press her lips to his to seal the deal.

Sam nodded in agreement to Dean, though he wasn’t entirely sure how much he agreed with it. But, he didn’t want their siblings to have an idea of their father that they’d never really get to witness; he didn’t want to paint John in an awful light that John wouldn’t even be able to defend himself against, no matter how much Sam tended to make it known that he wasn’t at all John’s biggest fan. “He had his faults, but he kept us alive,” he admitted as he watched his siblings for a few moments. After all, John had given up his life to save Dean - at least he’d done something right, even if he’d also told Dean to kill him if it came to it. Hearing Ivy, though, he blinked, looking over, surprised, but he didn’t dare try to talk the girl out of it and hearing Rose speak, he settled his gaze on Violet before he leaned back to watch the three of them together. “If you three really want to get involved in this, we’ll teach you everything we know. It’s not easy and it’s definitely not safe, but at least we’d be there with you.”

Violet looked up when she heard Ivy speak up and, for a moment, she blinked, surprised, but she took a moment to process what Sam and Dean had said about their father, about the father she and her siblings had never really gotten to know. For a moment, she ducked her head in thought, wondering what life would be like if they’d been a part of this life, too, if they’d been able to be with their siblings, grow up with them, grow up aware of the world they lived in and the monsters that lurked in the dark. But, then, she realized, while she may not have grown up with it, she had the chance to get involved now, so, once Rose asked her opinion, she offered a small nod. “I want in, too,” she decided quietly.

Michael watched with idle curiosity as Castiel had continued to speak and, for a moment, Michael wondered what the Winchesters had done to have earned so much respect and loyalty from Castiel. He couldn’t see anything special about any of them, especially now. But, when Castiel all but challenged him and Luke, he snorted quietly. “Alright, Castiel, they’ll get the one chance you’ve all but begged for - and the fact that you’re practically begging for this? Come now, Castiel, you should be above that,” he said with a roll of his eyes before he shifted to stand up as well. “Then again, I suppose spending so much time with humans is expected to taint somebody like you. I’m certain Luke and I won’t be so easily swayed. But we’ll allow the chance and, once they fail, as they certainly will, their fate is your fault.” He shrugged easily, not too bothered by his warning, certain the threats would come to pass.

Castiel listened to the pair for a moment, but was relieved to hear them agree and he nodded slowly. “Then, you best make sure that you actually bother to meet them and get to know them instead of hiding up here throughout that whole week,” he said easily in response, “You should at least give them a fair chance to prove you wrong, after all.”

Lexine sighed quietly when Nicole caught up to her and she shook her head slightly. “Honestly, I don’t see what Crowley’s problem is,” she huffed quietly, “He needs to learn to grow a pair instead of leaving all of his dirty work to us.” Scoffing lowly, she couldn’t help but to expect this entire plan to end in failure - and, thus, in their deaths. At least she knew who to blame should that come to pass. “He’s sending us off to be slaughtered and he knows it.”

Calum watched as Nicole left, too, tilting his head with faint amusement that both the girls had gotten fed up with Crowley’s decision. He couldn’t say he blamed them, but, admittedly, he was looking forward to going topside. At least that would be something he could enjoy, even if it came with the risk of the Winchesters realizing what they were and killing them. Looking to Crowley, he smirked slightly. “Well, then, I can’t say I have any complaints. At least if you do get us killed, I can go down after enjoying myself,” he said easily, “But you’re still going to lose loyalty and followers either way and that’s going to be on you.” Shrugging, he turned to follow the girls, catching up to them easily. “You know, maybe if we stick together, we’ll stand a chance.” He wasn’t too sure, though; he’d heard that the Winchesters had faced herds of demons and come out alive, so it didn’t really bode well for him and his friends, if he were being honest.

Ashton couldn't help but tighten his hold on Sera's hips as he noticed she seemed to shudder under his touch. He found that touching her sent a fire through him, something on a larger scale, something he'd never felt before. Tugging her closer so they were chest to chest, Ashton smirked down at her, his eyes black without a trace of hazel or white. "Maybe I'm confusing it for excitement," Ashton murmured, wanting to hold Sera for as long as he could. "You're staring, sweetheart." Ashton teased, loving the obvious attraction and chemistry between them, knowing it was particularly sinful. The Winchesters were considered to be the threat of Hell's downfall, and yet, here he was, doing more than just his job. "Look at that sinful little mouth of yours," Ashton murmured, and when Sera told Ashton to shut up, the demon smirked, fingernails digging into Sera's hips through the material of her pants as he returned the kiss. Sealing the deal, Ashton pulled away, before smirking. "One more for the road, gorgeous?"

Dean took a sip of his beer as he watched Sam, trying to decipher him in that moment. Dean frowned, remembering the last words John had ever told him - that he would have to kill Sam if the time ever came. Dean tensed with the thought. He, Sera and Sam had been through too fucking much to ever end their story like that. Taking a bite of his burger, Dean nearly choked as his sisters all decided that they wanted to step into the life that John had worked hard to keep hidden from them. But, surprisingly, Dean understood. Once you were exposed to things that went bump in the night, it was difficult to forget it. "If you want in, you've got to be in it for good." Dean warned, his protective stance over the three deepening. He hadn't known them for long, but damn it, they were family. He'd do the same for Sera and Sam. "And you listen to us and what we say. Learning to fight and defend yourself is a different thing for each monster we face. You gotta respect it." Dean scrubbed a hand from his face.

Ivy listened to her brothers speak, the excitement within building up at the chance of fighting the good fight. "Then teach us. Let us prove it to you that we can do this." Ivy looked to Violet and Rose. "We're smart, and - and we have Winchester blood in us." Ivy bit her lip. "I can't go to bed tonight knowing that these things are out there, so trust me when I say that we're in this for the long run." Ivy said with determination, looking to her sisters. "We can do this."

Rose nodded as Violet confirmed that she wanted what Ivy and herself wanted, and listening to Ivy, Rose smiled weakly. "I second that." She told Sam and Dean. "We might not have grown up in this life like you guys did, but we can't sit back and do nothing." Looking to her brothers, Rose studied them both for a long moment. "Count us in. We're not backing out now." Rose placed a hand on Violet's shoulder. "So, when do we start?"

Luke listened to Castiel, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Fine. Then we will spend the week following them, and them only. It's not as if we answer prayers anymore." Luke rolled his eyes, stopping at Castiel's side as he walked by him. "You just remember my words, Castiel. I don't care what their surname is, or what makes them so special, if they don't prove themselves worthy by the end of the week, then they're dust. Like they should of been a long time ago." Luke patted Castiel's shoulder, before exiting the board room, fixing his tie. "How do you think this week is going to go?" Luke turned to look at Michael.

Nicole listened to Lexine's concerns. "He wants his throne, that's what his problem is." Nicole murmured in annoyance. "Well, we could at least have some fun on this mission." Nicole pointed out with a coy smile. "There's lots of attractive humans on the top side, and if we're acting human, then who says we can't?" She smirked. Turning to look at Calum as he caught up to them. "We do stand a chance if we stick together, but we have to act as human as possible so the Winchesters don't get suspicious." Nicole frowned. "Calum, you have to pound that into Ashton's head. He must leave his ego down here if he wants to survive." Nicole frowned.

Sera chewed on her lip once Ashton had pulled away from the kiss, doing her best not to react to his touch or to show how much she’d enjoyed the kiss. Hearing his words, she snorted quietly. “Nice try, you wish,” she said easily before she pulled away, “But you can go back to Hell, how’s that?” Arching a brow, she turned to walk away, determined to put as much distance between herself and the demon as possible, wanting to pretend that she hadn’t enjoyed the kiss as much as she had, that she hadn’t enjoyed having his attention solely on her. She hadn’t gotten far before those thoughts won over, though, and, pausing in her steps, she stared ahead for a few moments, frowning to herself. “Fuck it,” she muttered before she turned quickly and made her way back over to Ashton, taking his face in her hands and pressing her lips to his before she could stop herself.

Sam watched his sisters for a few long moments, unsure, but he knew that, if the Winchester blood pulsed as strongly in their veins as it did in his, Dean’s and Sera’s, there was no way to convince them not to be involved if they were this invested. “Alright,” he said eventually, “If you’re for sure wanting to get involved in this, then we’ll do everything it takes to show you the ropes and to teach you everything you need to know. But, like Dean said, you have to listen to us. There’s gonna be a lot that goes into all of this, and we’ve gotta make sure you’re prepared before we let you into the fights.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he examined their sisters, taking in their determined expressions, and he was glad to see that they seemed as close as he, Dean, and Sera were, and he hoped they could all build up a relationship like that together, a unity like that. “We can start tomorrow.”

Violet nodded along to her sisters, shifting a bit. “We want to do this,” she said firmly, “And we’ll do whatever you ask of us. You just have to give us the chance, and I’m sure we’ll be useful somehow, too.” She chewed on her lip for a moment but she nodded slowly, wanting their brothers to know that they were determined to follow through with this; they wanted to be a part of this world, next to their siblings, and she wanted their siblings to understand that, too.

Michael followed Luke out, slipping his hands into his pockets with a frown, not bothering to say anything else to Castiel, because he had nothing else to say to the other man, anyway. Castiel had pushed so hard from this and Michael couldn’t really see the point in it - what would it do for anybody except get a few humans killed? Rolling his eyes with the thought, he wondered just what the Winchesters would think of their dear Castiel if they knew that he’d just signed their death certificate themselves. “I think this week is going to be a waste of time,” he answered honestly, looking over to Luke as he shrugged. “But, hopefully, once the week ends, maybe Castiel will see that he put his trust and faith in the wrong people - especially considering he put so much faith in humans, of all the options he had.” He scoffed lowly with the thought, rolling his eyes. “And maybe Castiel will be recognized as a fool after this, too.”

Lexine shook her head as she listened to Nicole, sighing quietly to herself. She couldn’t believe that Crowley was this paranoid that he would put all of Hell at risk because he was so worried about losing a damn throne. “He’s so scared of Lucifer,” she muttered with a low scoff, rolling her eyes slightly. “It’s pathetic, really. He doesn’t deserve our loyalty at this point.” Frowning to herself, she settled her gaze ahead, though she offered an amused look. “Well, I can’t deny the chance to have fun is at least a plus. There’s no way we have to spend all of our time with the Winchesters after all, right?”

Calum arched a brow as he walked with the others, nodding slowly to their words. “Well, on the bright side, we did at least receive actual permission to enjoy ourselves as much as possible,” he said with a small smirk, “So, I think we should definitely take advantage of the opportunity presented to us.” Winking teasingly at his friends, he made a face at hearing Nicole’s later words and pouted. “What? Why me?” he asked, huffing quietly, “We both know he’s never going to listen to me. I don’t really think he’ll listen to anybody.” Shaking his head with the thought, he settled his gaze ahead as they walked before humming in thought. “You know, now that you’ve mentioned Ashton, what’s taking him so long to get back down here, anyway? Surely making a deal doesn’t take this long.” He pouted with the thought, a part of him already wanting to be topside so he could run rampant and do as he pleased, eager to get out and about, stretch his legs, and cause some trouble.

Ashton licked over his lips and he smirked with the taste of the chapstick Sera wore, already completely addicted to it, to her. "It's my biggest wish," Ashton confirmed with a cocky, dimpled grin. "Hey, Hell isn't bad once you get used to it! Give it a year and you can join me there." Ashton teased, and as Sera walked away, Ashton folded his arms over his chest, knowing she'd turn around at any moment. "Three," Ashton murmured. "Two," and seeing Sera pause, Ashton's grin turned genuine, almost happy. "One." And when she approached him, Ashton grabbed her hips and tugged her closer, loving the feeling of Sera's skin against his, her touch so addicting, something that Ashton wanted to call his own. "Knew you'd be back, pretty girl." Ashton murmured into her lips, before returning and deepening the kiss, his arms wrapping around her waist to hold her closer. "Can't resist you." Ashton groaned.

Dean took a long sip of his beer, grinning into the bottle. It was almost incredible, seeing the Winchester determination, the infamous Winchester stubborn streak, within his three sisters. Admittedly, Dean was looking forward to building up an alliance, because three Winchesters were strong, but six would be stronger. He was looking forward to building a bond like he had with Sam and Sera. "Then we start tomorrow." Dean repeated Sam's words. "There's a warehouse not far from where we're located," he wondered, for a moment, how the girls would react to the bunker - so full of history. "We use it to keep ourselves on top of the game," Dean shrugged. "Might be best to start there before we take you to the showdowns." Dean looked to Sam. "What do you think?" And although he was nervous about bringing the girls into a life of dangerous and instability, he knew that there wouldn't be taking no for an answer, and the least he could do was teach them to protect themselves and to fight - a skill which he, Sam and Sera already had.

Ivy nodded along with Violet's words, looking to the youngest of the trio. "Violet's right. We can prove it to you, we'll be useful. We can help." But really, Ivy was just glad that their brothers were listening to them. Ivy didn't want to be a Milligan when her brothers and sister were heroes, she wanted to learn everything they knew and she wanted to do the right thing. "Then we'll start tomorrow." Ivy offered her sisters a smile.

Rose smiled weakly at her sisters' determination, admittedly feeling the same rush through her own veins. From what Sam, Dean and Sera had already explained about their world, it was dangerous - but Rose would be damned if she backed out now. Besides, what better fight was there than the one between good and bad? Wrapping her chicken sandwich up for later, Rose mentally had it planned: she could use their Mother's car, seeing as the Impala wouldn't carry all of them, and they could come together like an actual family. "We're ready." Rose nodded. "I guess all that's left to do is learn."

Luke looked over to Michael as he expressed his opinion, nodding in agreement, a stray strand of curls falling in his face. "The Winchesters are bound to trip over their own feet, just be patient." Luke advised, although, admittedly, he was looking forward to spending a week shadowing the most infamous people recognised by Heaven for their sheer lack of responsibility. "I'm just looking forward to smiting the three of them." Luke smirked, looking to Michael once more. "We can get rid of those pests and focus on problems that are actually worth focusing on." After all, Metatron was in hiding, God had disappeared, and all the archangels were running rampant. Michael was in the cage, Gabriel was dead and Lucifer was on the urge of destroying everything his crooked wings had touched. "Oh, please." Luke scoffed. "Castiel is already the fool. And considering his vessel was a righteous man, Castiel is no better than the non believers." Luke frowned. "We must stick together and prove to him that he's putting his faith into the most idiotic apes to exist."

Nicole smirked with Lexine's words. "I, personally, would bow down to Lucifer." Nicole spoke with pride and certainty. "He would be worthy of loyalty. The first angel to besmirch the word of God, who could be more deserving?" But hearing the question about the Winchesters, Nicole pulled a face. "I hope not. I want to explore my options with this whole fun thing, and the Winchesters? Not that fun." Running a hand through her hair, Nicole turned to look at Calum, seeing his pout and rolling her eyes. "Perk up, Hood. You're the one that Ashton trusts the most, you're practically attached at the hip." The demon smirked. "If he doesn't listen, at the very least, he heard what you said." Although Ashton was the demon with the most experience, Ashton still had a stubborn way with how he did things. Humming in thought with Calum's question, Nicole shrugged. "You know what he's like. He always claims he likes to stretch his legs - and who can blame him?"

Sera tried to convince herself that kissing the demon again didn’t mean anything, that it was okay to give into the desire just a little and, when she felt Ashton’s hands on her hips, she let herself indulge in the feeling, leaning into the kiss. Trying hard not to grin, she silently acknowledged how right it felt to kiss him, even though she knew it was so, so wrong. “So confident in yourself, hm?” she murmured over his lips in return, but her grin broke out when she felt his arms around her waist and heard his groan, a confidence building in her that she didn’t know she had when she registered his words. “Good - then shut up and kiss me.” Letting her arms slide around his neck, she pressed close to him, deepening the kiss, nipping at his lips, and swearing this was either the best or worst decision she’d ever made.

Sam listened quietly, nodding slowly as he processed the entire idea, running it over in his head, mentally searching for anything that could put a strain on the plan but, as far as plans to training went, it seemed like the easiest thing they could do for the moment. “Yeah, I think that’s a good idea,” he confirmed to Dean, looking to his brother, figuring that it would only make sense. Plus, since it was close to the bunker, it meant that, if anything happened, they could get the girls back to the bunker safely. Looking to his sisters, he watched them, promising himself that he’d do everything he could to make sure that they survived this world. “I’m not gonna lie, training isn’t gonna be pretty, but we’re going to do everything we can to make sure you’re all prepared.” Because, the more prepared they were, the higher their chances of living when they got thrown into the good fight. Hearing Ivy and Rose, though, he nodded slightly, offering a smile. “We have faith in all of you, we do. You’re Winchesters. We’ll make sure you’re prepared for anything that can come at you.”

Violet took in everything that was being said, offering a small nod as she processed it all. It seemed like a good plan - and, the sooner she and her sisters could learn how to fight monsters, the better. Falling silent, though, she finished off her meal before she stood to throw her trash away. “You know… I know the circumstances aren’t the best,” she mentioned before peering over at Sam and Dean, “But I’m really glad we got to meet you both.”

Michael offered an amused look to Luke but he nodded, certain his friend was right. It was only a matter of time before the Winchesters got themselves killed. Chances were, they’d get themselves killed before the end of the week, before Luke could smite them. “I wouldn’t get my hopes up on that one,” he mentioned with a small smirk of his own, arching a brow, “They’ll probably get themselves killed before the week is over. Although, they’ll probably go selling their souls again to get one or the other or whichever back.” He rolled his eyes with the thought of it - the Winchesters just wouldn’t accept death. It was frustrating. The sooner the world was rid of the Winchesters, the better off the world would be. Hearing Luke’s final words, though, he nodded, patting his friend’s shoulder. “And we will stick together. I’m certain Castiel will come to his senses before long.” His smirk returned and he arched a brow. “And, with any luck, that will happen by the end of this week as well.”

Lexine peered over at Nicole, grinning slightly. “To be quite honest, I’m not all too eager to bow down to anybody at this point,” she said, lifting her shoulders in a small shrug. “Crowley is so afraid of Lucifer and Lucifer is so obsessed with the Winchesters - neither of them are worth it anymore, it seems.” She sighed with disappointment, disdain, and she shook her head, but she smirked with her friend’s later words. “We can raise hell.” Winking teasingly, she tried to perk up a bit, hopeful that this ordeal with the Winchesters wouldn’t occupy too much of their time overall, wanting to enjoy herself.

Calum breathed out a disappointed sigh, moving between the girls to throw his arms over their shoulders, sighing again, but more dramatically this time. “Ashton keeps abandoning us, though! Certainly not attached to the hip when he takes off any time he’s called for a deal,” he complained, peering at the girls before he grinned broadly. “That’s alright, though, you two can replace him.” He winked teasingly before blinking as he thought, offering a small nod as he rolled everything they were saying around in his head. “Well, the sooner he gets his ass down here, the sooner I can tell him that he’s gotta join us. A part of me hopes he gets himself in trouble somehow, though, so that he can sit through one of Crowley’s rants.” Snorting quietly, he shook his head. “And, at least we’ll get the chance to stretch our legs soon.” He smirked, eyeing his friends. “Might as well do everything we can to enjoy ourselves up there, yeah? Regardless of this ridiculous little mission.”

Ashton moaned into Sera's lips, and although he would never usually allow any Winchester to have a winning streak, he certainly wouldn't mind this exception. "You're gonna be the death of me, baby doll." Ashton murmured, returning the kiss that Sera offered, already completely addicted to her. Ashton Irwin would never consider himself whipped - no woman; human or demon alike, enough to capture his interests, but hey, there was first time for everything, right? Wrapping his arms around Sera so one handed rested at the bottom of her back, the other hand just in between her shoulders, Ashton smirked into Sera's lips. "I've got to be confident in the company of a Winchester, darling." Ashton teased - but when Sera told him to shut up, when she gave him an order, Ashton was certain that he felt a satisfied, excited shudder vibrate down his spine. "Don't think you know what you're doing to me, love." Ashton groaned when Sera nipped at his lips, and capturing her lower lip between his teeth, Ashton gently tugged, smirking as he did. "Damn it, you've got a demon wrapped around your finger. How'd you do that?" Ashton breathed, ghosting his lips over hers.

Dean listened carefully to the words Sam spoke, running over the plan for what seemed to be the thousandth time in his thoughts, nodding to himself as he smoothed out every detail, figuring out a few escape routes if things went wrong. Looking to the girls, Dean studied the three of them, swearing he would do anything to ensure that they were kept safe - he wasn't going to let any harm come to them, he'd kill whatever tried with no hesitation. "Sam's right. We do have faith in you. You've got the Winchester determination, that's for sure." Dean smirked into his beer bottle. "We're famous for it." Dean teased. "But you'll be pros in no time. Just be patient." Hearing Violet's words though, Dean paused, and he couldn't help the smile that fought it's way onto his features. He didn't realise how much he wanted a real, big, happy family until that moment, and although meeting Adam and the girls was more than he'd ever bargained for, he was glad it happened. "We're glad we got to meet you, too, Violet." Dean promised, putting his beer down. "We're family, you know? Family's gotta stick together."

Ivy nodded with Dean's words, tying her dark hair into a ponytail to distract her nervous hands. She was excited, of course she was, she was leaving behind a black and white life and stepping into something colourful, something people had only heard of in storybooks, demons and angels and ghosts and ghouls. She was eager, she could admit that much, to get started. If she reached half the level of skill that their three older siblings seemed to possess, then she would consider it all a success. Bunching up her trash, Ivy stood to her feet, joining Violet. "So, where do you guys live, exactly?"

Rose listened to the conversation around her, and getting comfortable on the edge of the bed, she was content just listening, trying to control the rush of adrenaline that ran through her at the thought of facing danger instead of listening to her natural fight or flight response. Watching her sisters with a new found sense of protection, stronger than what she usually felt, Rose was determined to ensure that she'd do everything she could to keep them out of harms way. Was the Winchester legacy as strong as they claimed? Sipping her Cola, Rose raised her eyebrows. "That's a good question. You travel so much, do you have like... a permanent living space?"

Luke listened with amusement to Michael's words, but he nodded in agreement. It was infuriating, how those foolish creations their Father loved so dearly - so he claimed - always threw themselves into the face of danger and begged for another chance, only to repeat their past offences. "I look forward to the day Castiel sees sense, but you know what he's like." Luke frowned. "Even Naomi couldn't get to him." Luke rolled his eyes with his observation. But maybe Naomi had been going about things the wrong way, maybe she needed to take a different approach, like one he and Michael were taking. "Never mind. I just hope I can smite them before one of Lucifer's little toys take them out." Luke smirked with the thought, admitting that seeing the Winchesters die and stay dead left him in a good mood. "And when they die this time, we can make sure they get no second chances. It'll be final." Luke spoke with determination, excited for the week ahead just to he could prove that Heaven had the right idea about those god awful Winchesters: they were nothing more than vermin.

Nicole chuckled with Lexine's words. "Oh, I don't mean that sort of bowing down." Nicole pointed out with a devilish smirk. "His vessel is quite handsome, don't you think?" Nicole added. "But, I think we can definitely use this time to stretch our legs and raise some good hell. The Winchesters can look after themselves, I'm sure." Nicole rolled her eyes, but laughed as Calum wrapped an arm around hers and Lexine's shoulders. Hearing his over exaggerated sigh, Nicole raised an amused eyebrow at Calum. "You truly are pathetic, Hood." She teased, elbowing the boy in the ribs. "You're just jealous that Crowley trusts Ashton more than he'll ever trust us three." Nicole laughed. "Knowing Ashton, he's in some sort of trouble right now. That's why he's taking so long." Nicole looked to her friends. Hearing Calum's words, Nicole snorted with laughter. "You and Ashton are gonna have as much sex as you can, aren't you? Pigs." Nicole teased.

Sera couldn’t help the amusement that seemed to flood through her with hearing Ashton’s words. “Imagine that, a demon dying at the hands of a Winchester,” she murmured over his lips, nipping at his lips gently, because it was ironic - Winchesters were meant to kill demons and yet here she was, deepening a kiss between herself and a demon she’d sold her soul to. Pressing closer to him, her fingers curled into the ends of his hair, just letting herself relish in the way it felt to be close to him, acknowledging how pleasant it was, how it made her want more, and she wished she could hate the demon for that. “Seems like it wasn’t that hard,” she told him easily, her eyes closed as she felt Ashton tug at her lips, “Maybe you’re just too easy.” Smirking with the thought, when she felt him ghost his lips over hers, she pressed closer to him, almost desperate, needy, but for now, she didn’t care how obvious she was being.

Sam offered an amused look to Dean, nodding his agreement. “Dean’s right,” he agreed, “And that Winchester determination will get you far.” After all, he, Dean, and Sera were still alive - sure, he and Dean had died a few times, but that was beside the point. With the thought, though, it made him all the more determined to help his sisters learn how to protect themselves, and to keep an eye on them, because Winchesters were always in danger, and he wanted them safe, protected, alive. “We’ll do everything we can to make sure you three survive all of this. We’ll all get through it together, we can promise that much. We don’t turn our backs on each other.” And, Sam was determined to keep that promise, he really was, because family was all they had in a world like this. Still, hearing Ivy and Rose, he blinked but nodded. “Yeah, kind of. There’s a bunker we’ve been living at lately - it was for a secret organization, the Men of Letters, and it has all kinds of information about the supernatural, and it’s pretty comfortable. Plenty of room for you three, if you want to hang around there, too.”

Violet listened quietly to the others, taking in all the information that they offered, and she smiled slightly, hopeful that Sam and Dean were right. Now that she and her sisters knew that they had other siblings out there - regardless of whether they were merely half-siblings or not, - she knew that she, Ivy, or Rose couldn’t turn their backs on this, on their family. Still, she blinked with Sam’s explanation of the bunker, taking in the information. “Wow,” she said in almost shock, “That sounds… Fascinating, honestly.” And, really, it made her want to see the bunker, to discover what all was there, to learn what secrets it hid, and she knew that there was so much that she and her sisters had to catch up on, but she knew they could do it; she had faith in what their family could do together.

Michael nodded along to Luke’s words as they walked, hands stuffed into his pockets, and he couldn’t help but to frown to himself. There’d been a time that he’d looked up to Castiel, that he would have trusted the angel with his life, but that time had come and passed, and he couldn’t bring himself to ever acknowledge that Castiel had ever deserved any of that, not after how far he had fallen in with humans. “I doubt he’ll ever see sense,” he admitted, scoffing quietly to himself, “He’s far too gone. It’s a shame, too. He was quite the warrior in his time.” But, Michael supposed it was a new time, there were new priorities, and Castiel’s priorities certainly didn’t align with Heaven’s. It was despicable, really. Hearing Luke’s final words, though, he offered an amused look, arching a brow as he peered at his friend. “Don’t take all that glory for yourself, at least. I think providing that kind of service for Heaven would be a wonder - and it would solve so many problems - so count me in.”

Lexine blinked as she processed Nicole’s words before a laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head. “You sex fiend,” she teased lightly, rolling her eyes playfully. “I wouldn’t exactly say that his vessel is my type. Besides, I don’t plan to bow down to just anyone, regardless of their status.” She smirked slightly, shrugging slightly before she settled her attention ahead. “If somebody wants that from me, they better be prepared to earn it or to prove that they deserve such attention.” Because, as much as she would enjoy having sex - and, oh, did she enjoy it, - she wouldn’t just be a toy for somebody. No, she preferred to have toys instead, and she had no qualms in admitting it.

Calum made a face when he heard Nicole’s words. “Oi!” he complained, pouting slightly in mock pain, though he tugged his friends closer, grinning broadly. “I’m not pathetic. If I was, I wouldn’t really be useful at all, now would I?” He arched a brow jokingly, though a quiet snort escaped him when he heard Nicole accuse him of jealousy. “I would never be jealous of Ashton. Let him have Crowley’s trust, means Crowley will send him on more errands than he’ll send us on - and the less work I have to do, the more fun I can have.” And just the thought of having fun, of going topside and discovering what the world had to offer these days, excited Calum - so when Nicole threw out the accusation about sex, he couldn’t help the smirk that formed on his lips. “Well, I don’t know about Ashton, he doesn’t have my style or charisma or charm.” He winked teasingly, his smirk broadening a bit, if that was even possible. “But me? Certainly.”

Ashton couldn't help the way his fingers curled around the material of Sera's shirt, and he certainly couldn't help the way he reacted to the way she seemed to feed his curiosity, the primal hunger that he held for her. "Wouldn't be the first time you've killed one of my kind, doll face." Ashton groaned against Sera's lips, just the taste of her encouraging Ashton to lose himself even more in her, and he could admit - at least to himself - that he was enjoying the feeling she gave him. Feeling Sera's fingers curl into the ends of his hair, Ashton moaned. "Something's hard baby, I can tell you that much." Ashton smirked against her lips, hands snaking down to her ass, squeezing the flesh there before lowering even further, to the back of her thighs, lifting her with no hesitance, not breaking the kiss, not even once. "Think you know that though," Ashton walked to the Impala Sera had borrowed from her dimwit of a brother, sitting her on the hood as his hands rested upon her hips, and taking a step back to admire her with all black eyes, Ashton grinned. "Aren't you a pretty sight?"

Dean listened carefully to the conversation, happy to observe, but when the bunker was brought up, Dean couldn't help but smile, almost fondly, with the thought. The bunker had certainly been an interesting discover for the Winchesters, revealing their incredible legacy and providing them with a shelter that could protect them from unwanted visitors. "The bunker is our safe space, it's where we live when we're not hunting." Dean took another sip of his beer, and discovering that the bottle had emptied, he let go of his grip, leaving it on the table. "It's got everything we need, and if you want, you girls can call it home too." Dean offered. "There's a whole library there, the place is a gold mine for hunters." Dean watched his sisters carefully - he knew this was a heavy burden to take on, and they were all so incredibly young and so new to this, he wondered if any of them thought negatively of this experience. "Dad would be happy that we're all reuniting." Dean smiled.

Ivy nodded with Violet's words, listening to Dean as she thought more of the bunker and what hidden treasures could be buried within it's walls. A building like that would surely hold so much history, and it brought excitement to Ivy, knowing that her boring little world was about to transform to something she had never even dreamed of. "It does sound fascinating." Ivy nodded in agreement with Violet, looking to her sister. "Well, I guess you can count us in." Ivy grinned.

Rose nodded with the knowledge of the bunker. "At least that's something." And realising she was coming off a little rude, she scrunched up her nose, but she was sure Sam and Dean understood: she just wanted to protect her sisters. "So, where do we begin? Where do we go from here?" Rose asked, folding her arms across her chest as she looked between the brothers, wondering if they ever planned ahead or if they played things by ear, and she wondered which one of the options was the least dangerous. As exciting as she found this new world, she wanted to survive. "And where's Sera?"

Luke hummed in thought with Michael's words, tucking a stray golden curl behind his ear. "Perhaps this can be our little mission." Luke grinned, raising his eyebrows. "Consider it a side quest - we make Castiel see sense by killing the Winchesters." Luke peered over at Michael, grinning as his friend agreed to the challenge. "We start tonight. We go to Earth, begin tracking these fools. Sam Winchester posseses demon blood, he won't be difficult to find." And Luke couldn't help but pull a face of disgust with the mention of the disgraced man, the one hand picked to be the vessel of Lucifer himself. "He'll glow like a beacon." And although Sam had passed up the offer to be Lucifer's vessel, there was still such a big risk - if the risk of the Winchesters was eliminated, then humanity - his Father's precious toys - would be safe again. "Meet me at the gates in half an hour. We're going to do this right. We're going to regain the control that belongs rightfully to us."

Nicole smirked, shaking her head in amusement with the conversation at hand. "Well, what's the harm in a little bit of fun while we're topside?" Nicole pulled away from Calum and Lexine. "Dean Winchester can't talk, he'll sleep with anything that looks at him twice - just look at that angel, what was she called? Anna?" Nicole pulled a face with the thought. "So if we have to make friends with the bloody Winchesters, then we should be able to have our fun." Listening to Calum though, Nicole laughed, shaking her head. "Ashton has a lot more charm than you do, Hood. I feel sorry for any girl who dares step a foot towards you." Nicole shoved her hands into her pockets. "We need a plan, what do we do to stop the Winchesters from discovering us? We need to keep ourselves innocent enough that they won't become suspicious."

Sera shuddered slightly when she felt Ashton squeezing her ass, a part of her wanting to know what it would be like to feel his touch everywhere, and she quickly forced the thought away, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. "You're so busy stroking your own ego, can't imagine you getting hard for anything but yourself," she chimed easily, smirking when he set her on the car, and she watched him for a moment as he spoke before she reached out to pull him back to herself to kiss him hard, desperately, for a moment before kissing his neck. "You're a dick," she muttered against his skin, though her hands reached to tug off his shirt quickly, only to pause once his shirt was off, his shirt still in her hands, when she heard her phone ringing. "Dammit," she muttered, breathing out to calm herself, to bring herself back to reality before she reached for her phone, pausing when she saw Sammy on the caller ID before she answered. "Hello?"

Sam nodded in agreement with Dean, smiling to himself as he listened, his gaze running over his sisters, taking note of similar features they shared with him, Dean, and Sera, getting a bit lost in the thought of having more family. The hunting life was a lonely one and he counted himself lucky that he had been going through it with Dean and Sera by his side, and the chance to expand their group made things feel a little better than usual. They were getting good news, and that didn't come often in this life. "Yeah, it's pretty amazing. It's been the first real home we've ever had, honestly," he admitted, and he hoped it would become home to their sisters now, too, especially with the dangers out there. "If you're all in, we can head there first thing tomorrow? We could probably all use some rest after… All of this." He looked to the girls before blinking when he heard Rose asking about Sera. "Oh, uh, I don't know," he admitted before pulling out his phone, pulling up Sera's contact. "I'll give her a call, though." He nodded before calling Sera, putting the phone on speaker so they could all hear and speak to her.

Violet listened to everybody quietly, nodding slightly as she took it all in, absorbing the information. "It sounds amazing," she admitted quietly, watching them all for a moment, shifting a bit before she chewed on her lip. "Are you sure we can all fit, though? That there's enough room? We don't want to be any inconvenience, ever." All they wanted was to get to know their siblings, to form a bond with them, but she worried about getting in their way. Hearing Sam calling Sera, though, she blinked and fell silent, not wanting to interrupt.

Michael listened to Luke and he nodded slightly, feeling a certain determination burn through him. This had to be done, he was certain of that much, he knew that much. If Castiel wasn't going to stop being a threat, a nuisance, a traitor, working with those pathetic Winchesters; and if no other angel was going to stop him, then the duty fell to himself and Luke, and he knew they could get the job done. "I'll meet you there," he assured easily, "Don't be late - or I'll leave without you." Duty came before anything else, after all. Moving past Luke, he walked away to go prepare himself. They had to be as prepared as possible, after all, and he didn't want to take any risks on this entire situation. If they got killed, he wasn't sure any other angel would pick up the duty themselves, so everything - everything - had to be done right, had to go right. There could be absolutely no mistakes with any of this, and he was sure Luke was just as aware of this fact as he was.

Calum scoffed quietly as he listened to the girls talk, and he rolled his eyes. "That is a slanderous lie and you know it," he said easily, shaking his head. "Ashton has no charm, he's got too big of an ego." As they walked, though, he listened and lifted his shoulders in a slight shrug. "I'm not entirely sure what we can do there. The Winchesters like their tests, after all. The only thing that could work would be pretending to happen upon them randomly, but pulling that off might be more trouble than it's worth, especially when pretending it's a random coincidence is harder to sell than just pretending to be a human at all." He hummed in thought, though he couldn't really come to an easy conclusion, he couldn't think of a plan that would work.

Lexine nodded as she listened. "It doesn't help that they live in the middle of nowhere, so we can't really pretend to happen upon them," she admitted, making a slight face, trying to focus on coming up with a plan rather than to think about trying to corrupt the Winchesters - especially Dean, considering Nicole's words had put a rather colorful and vivid thought into her head. "We have time to think, at least, since we have to wait on Ashton before we can do anything, anyway. Considering how long he takes, it gives us plenty of time to figure something out, I'm sure."

Ashton smirked with Sera's teasing words, and he couldn't help but press his hips to hers so she could feel that he was serious. "Feel that?" He murmured, voice low and heavy with arousal. "You brought that on, sweet girl." And as she pulled him closer, Ashton returned the kiss, moaning as his head fell back as she kissed his neck, grinding down against her un-apologetically, getting more riled up and desperate. "Yeah?" Ashton breathed, panting a little. "Bet you want my dick." He smirked then, letting Sera tug off his shirt, and tugging her by her ankle to wrap her legs around his middle, Ashton didn't pause when Sera's phone began to ring, wondering how far he could push her to keep control of herself, to tell her brothers - who tried their damn hardest to shelter her - that she was okay. Sucking a mark into Sera's collarbone; Ashton began to unbutton her shirt carefully, kissing down to her breasts as he did, trying to stop himself from moaning at the sight of her. "Fuck," he murmured, his hands hovering over her bra, wanting her permission before he pushed ahead.

Dean studied the three in front of him, and he couldn't stop himself from admiring them. They really were Winchesters, sharing the sharp jawline and soft eyes, and Dean couldn't help but feel his heart swell, swearing to himself once more for his own reassurance that he'd do anything for his sisters to keep safe. "Don't worry, the bunker has enough room for everyone." He promised. "The kitchen's always stocked up, and if you girls need anything, we can get it." Dean promised. "Sam's right though, some rest is well needed, and heading back there can give you three some normality. It's been a difficult night for you." And although it was rare that Dean found himself being this serious about anything; he realised, as the eldest, he had a responsibility over all of them, and damn it, he would make sure he kept up with it all. "So, do you have anything you wanna grab before we leave?" Dean asked as Sam dialled Sera's number.

Ivy tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear as she listened to the conversation around her, and she exhaled a nervous, excited breath. Starting a new life with siblings she didn't know she'd had didn't sound like such a bad idea, and the bunker sounded marvelous, a true escape from what dangers that world had to offer - dangers she hadn't known about until tonight. Frowning with the thought of the bunker though, she considered Violet's questions. Would there be enough room? Was it a good idea, having only known each other for such a short amount of time? Pulling her knees to her chest, Ivy rested her head on Violet's shoulder.

Rose nodded with Sam's words of heading to the bunker, curiosity taking over common sense as she thought more about what they could possibly find within the concrete building. Still, Rose couldn't help but feel a little guilty that her older siblings had experienced instability, whereas she, Adam, and her sisters had lived quite comfortably without the knowledge of anything evil in the world. As Sam pulled out his phone to call Sera, Rose silenced herself so she didn't intrude on the conversation, understanding that the six siblings were worlds apart. Looking to Ivy and Violet, Rose offered her sisters a reassuring smile.

Luke nodded with Michael's request to not be late as his friend moved past him, and straightening his tie, Luke took a deep breath, knowing that this had to be done, because nobody else seemed to be taking responsibility for the two fools that were putting God's most beautiful creations at risk. Luke remembered being a fledgling when he'd heard of Lucifer falling because of humanity, but Luke had always watched the beings with such admiration and wonder, and the Winchesters didn't only threaten humanity, they threatened angelkind and things that were not meant for humans being exposed to the most careless hands. Tying his golden locks - very stereotypical of an angel, he'd learned - back, Luke grabbed his angel blade. He would gladly risk his life for this mission, because nobody apart from Michael would. Looking to the clock on the beige wall, Luke exhaled, his wings twitching with nervous anticipation as he headed to the gates that humans had heard of in stories, passed down from generation to generation.

Nicole snorted with laughter as Calum scoffed. "Don't let your ego get the best of you, Hood, you're right up there next to Irwin." She warned as she listened to the reasoning of her friends on how they should approach - the best way was definitely to approach with caution. "We just gotta keep them at arm's length - maybe I can work my way into Sam's bed," Nicole wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Lexine, only half joking. "I certainly wouldn't be the first demon he found in between his sheets." She rolled her eyes then, because it certainly was the truth. Both Winchesters had an awful track record with who they'd slept with, but it was a risk she was willing to take to get into the hunters' inner circle. "They've got every demon on their toes, we might as well keep them on theirs."

(gonna drop Michael/Luke until it’s time for them to meet the others!)

Sera shuddered with the feeling, shifting with all the attention, and she could have whined if it wasn’t for the fact that Sam was on the phone. Hearing her brother’s words, though, she made a face and shifted to push Ashton away a bit to try to get a hold on herself, trying to calm down a bit. “Uh, okay, yeah, sure,” she said with a small nod, collecting her thoughts, clearing her throat a bit, “I’ll be there in a bit, Sam.” She hung up, then, and made a face at Ashton before she started working on buttoning her shirt back up. “Sorry, as fun as this has been, I’ve gotta get going. Long day tomorrow, apparently.”

Sam looked over to the others as he waited for Sera to answer the phone, but once he spoke, he shifted a bit. “Hey, Sera,” he said with a nod, “Any chance you can get back here soon? We’ll be heading back to the bunker tomorrow, and I think we could all use the sleep we can get before we head out.” And, he was sure the girls would want to spend a little more time with Sera before they all headed out, anyway, so that the drive back wouldn’t seem like it was full of strangers. When Sera assured him she’d be on her way, though, he nodded. “Great. See you when you get here,” he told her before he hung up and looked to the others, “She’s on her way.” He smiled, though. “Don’t worry, there will be plenty of space, the bunker is full of rooms.”

Violet listened as the others spoke, watching them quietly, though she was relieved to hear that Sera would be coming back. Hearing Dean’s question, though, she blinked and shook her head slightly. “No, we don’t have to get anything,” she assured quietly, “We brought enough stuff here with us, I think - the important stuff, anyway.” Shifting a bit, she tried to relax, chewing on her lip a bit, wondering how all of this would turn out in the end, how life would be with their newfound siblings.

Calum snorted quietly in response to Nicole’s words, rolling his eyes a bit. “I’m nothing like Ashton, don’t compare me to that loser,” he said with a scoff as they walked, though he shook his head slightly as he listened to the girls talk. “I can’t believe you two are talking about seducing Winchesters. They’ll kill you both in your sleep once they find out.” He looked over to them, arching a brow. “You do realize that, don’t you?” He was sure they realized it, of course. But he also highly doubted that it actually mattered to either of them. In fact, it probably served to be a thrill for them, a thrill they were intent on chasing.

Lexine laughed quietly, nudging Nicole gently as they walked, amused. “Well, have fun with Sam,” she teased lightly, “I don’t think I’ll be lucky enough to seduce Dean unless he has no suspicions of me at all. His hatred for demons runs deep.” She smirked with the thought, though, and laughed. “Although, I bet angry hate sex with him would be one for the books.”

Ashton's face fell a little, but he nodded, backing away hesitantly. "Your deal is sealed anyway, sugar, so unless you want a quickie in that backseat, you better scoot." Ashton winked, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket, his red hair dishevelled as his boots crunched on the gravel beneath their soles with every step he took. "Although I gotta admit baby, I'm a little sad we had to part this fast." He smirked then. "I promise you, next time, I'll last a lot longer." Thinking for a moment, Ashton laughed, kicking at the dirt as he shook his head, like a lovesick teenager. "You know, you're kinda cool, for a Winchester." He winked then. "Tell those bratty brothers of yours I say hey," Ashton bit his lip. "A kiss for the road, doll?" Ashton raised an eyebrow with a hopeful smirk.

Dean nodded to himself, taking another quick sip of his beer as he tried to relax, finding it difficult. Sam and Sera had always been his priority, and now he had three new lives to look after, but he'd be damned if these girls ever felt unloved, or left out. Listening hard to hear Sera's voice on the other end of the phone, Dean thought of the bunker, and he wondered if the girls would choose their own rooms, or would they share? He could admit - to himself, at least - that getting to know his sisters would be fun, it had been a long time since Sam, Sera and himself had any of that, that's for sure. "Until we can get you girls trained, you stay in the car." He warned gently. "Or the motel. Now that we got you, we can't lose you so soon. Us Winchesters stay together."

Nicole grinned at Lexine as she teased Calum, finding the boy's reactions hilarious. "It's okay Cal, you'll be Crowley's lap dog one day." She promised with a laugh. "Once Ashton does something stupid like fuck one of the Winchester sisters, you're next in line to the throne." Nicole smirked, looking to Lexine with her words, grinning. "Don't you start, we all know you have an eye for Dean Winchester and his infamous reputation he has among the girlies, that angry hate sex would leave you with a broken pelvis." Nicole winked. "As for Sam? Please, the boy's an easy target." Nicole straightened up then, proudly. "Just act like an injured and innocent young lady and he'll be eating right from the palm of my hand, you'll see."