Between Somewhere and Nowhere

Madame Satan

Lilith fell to her knees and threw her head over the toilet as she regurgitated the bits and pieces of Adam Masters that she'd unknowingly consumed under the Dark Lord's deceiving eye into its cool porcelain bowl. Slamming the lid down as if it could erase the contents and reminder of what she'd done, the demoness crawled away from the evidence of evil and curled up into a corner on the floor. Gasping, Lilith tried to understand how Lucifer could have known about her love when she'd put an invisibility spell on Adam.

"How did the Dark Lord discover us? The ring..." Lilith looked down at the onyx ring in her palm, "...the ring should have hidden Adam. I don't under-"

The Dawn of Doom lifted her chin and swept her fiery gaze to the raven in the window with a sneer, "It was you, wasn't it Stolas? You ungrateful stool pigeon. You've been reporting back to the Dark Lord ever since he brought you back to life. Haven't you?"

Stolas barely had time to open his beak and caw in response before Lilith opened her mouth and the scream that erupted from her brought Hellfire along with it; Stolas exploded, feathers floated to the ground and chunks of bones clattered on the tile floor. Gripping the ring in her hand, Lilith swallowed her sobs, feeling numb as she reflected on all of the times the Dark Lord had betrayed her. Millennia after millennia he made promises he refused to keep, chaining her to his side and dangling Hell like a carrot she could never grasp. He'd sent her to Greendale to influence Sabrina Spellman, his half-mortal daughter, into signing her name in the Book of the Beast and completing a prophecy that would welcome the hordes of Hell onto the Earth.

"Years of servitude. Years of torment. I've killed for him....and now, he's taken the one thing I loved." Lilith placed Adam's ring on her finger and pulled her hands to her heart, closing her eyes and whispering; "The greatest revenge is to right the wrongs I've committed on his behalf." Slowly picking herself up off of the bathroom floor, Lilith washed the tears from her face and rinsed any reminders of Adam out of her mouth. Dabbing her mouth with a hand towel, her eyes caught the embroidered slogan curling across the plush face; We love because He first loved us.

"Not all of us." Rolling her eyes with a quiet snort, Lilith balled the towel up in her hands and tossed it in the trash as she exited the bathroom.

Walking through Mary's cottage, Lilith took in her surroundings for the first time, having never paid attention to the trinkets on the dresser, the pictures on the wall, or the smaller details of her victim's life left behind. Pausing in the hallway outside of the bedroom, Lilith found herself staring at a picture of Mary and Adam; Adam's gentle smile spread widely across his face, his arm slung around Mary's shoulders, the slight woman leaning into him with a shy smile on her face. Reaching up, Lilith touched Adam's face and felt a pang of sorrow ache within her.

As her fingers touched the glass, she was transported to that moment in time...

Mary snuggled into Adam and smiled into the camera, placing her left hand on his chest to show off her ring proudly. When she'd gone searching for engagement photographers, the cranky pharmacist at the local Drugstore was the best Greendale had to offer. She tried to avoid staring at the large mustard stain on his sweater vest as he muttered about having to hurry through lunch to make this appointment. Looking up at Adam, Mary warmed from the tips of her toes to the top of her head when he blessed her with a smile; he was leaving again in a few days and she'd wanted to get the photos done before he left.

Already drowning in the thought of how lonely she would be without him for the next few months, her smile wavered but his arm tightened around her shoulders and, feeling both small and protected, Mary found her smile again. Sometimes she would catch herself looking at him in awe and she'd secretly pinch herself to see if she was dreaming. At fourty-five years old, she thought her chances of finding a decent man had long gone but then she'd run into Adam at the library two summer's ago and he'd been loving her perfectly ever since.