"Aren't we all Damaged?"
Being a Hybrid has its perks, but it also has its disadvantages. Abigael had been on both ends of those sticks, she's been on them for a while. But there was a fraction in the Demon world that would want her dead and another...
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Time had passed since I was rescued by the Winchesters, their glorified rescue - which was merely a show. They were dumber than I thought, but nevertheless, it did its job. After they left the motel room, Sam had left his and Dean's phone numbers just in case I wanted to call or text. But it was always helpful to track their movements, if I was too lazy to perform a locator spell. Though I did text Sam to tell him I was doing fine, and was healing just fine.
While I work with Lilth, I was also caught in the loop with everything going on, maybe not the personal stuff she keeps to herself or the most trusted of her demons. But I knew they were looking for a girl called Anna Milton. The order was to capture her alive, which was interesting, as Demons normally kill when they get orders. So, she must be important. It could be also connected with my vision I had, of the girl, she could be Anna.
My eyes scanned the big church in front of me, the cross visible for all to see. I groaned mentally, as I wasn't a believer in the whole religion thing, God of course was real, I mean Demons, angels. Not to mention Lucifer. There was also a circle plane of glass which held a design, and that was in my vision, so I was on the right track. Not to mention, the 67' Chevy Impala parked just behind me, meaning the Winchesters' were already here. I walked up the steps of the church, until I reached the door, swinging it open and entering. Though low-level demons could not enter a holy place, the thing didn't work on me, it must be too powerful.
I didn't waste time and managed to find my way up to the attic, coming up the steps quietly, and seeing that the steps turned right before I came fully out onto the landing. Seeing the woman Anna in front of the boys, as their large frames were bulky. However, her eyes went past the boys, and onto me, making the Winchesters' notice that she was looking at someone. They spun on their heels to be met with my adorable face.
"Martha?" Sam states surprised, as it was written over his expression, as well as Dean.
"Hello boys," my American accent came out to play. "Tracking you both is some hard work, I've been on your tail for a bit," I announce, crossing my arms over my chest, cocking my eyes between them.
"You've been following us?" Dean asks, impressed was written all over his face.
"Must have done something right, if the famous Dean Winchester didn't notice me," I chuckled at my statement, knowing that I was getting under that skin of his. But my eyes cast to Anna Milton, her head seemed to tilt from left to right, though it was subtle. Like she couldn't decide something for me. "Who's the chick?" My eyes wandered the slender figure of Anna.
"Long story, but she can hear angels," Dean states, giving a brief explanation to the story about this girl.
"Angel radio. Cool," I remarked, finding Dean eyes upon me as if I had stolen his words right from his mouth or something. Out of nowhere, the door to the attic slams shut, making us all twist around to see a woman coming forward.
"You got the girl," she states, coming to a stand-still, eyes flickering between us. I could sense that she was a demon, a demon who was helping the Winchesters', that's a new one. "Good, let's go," this unknown demon wanted to get us out of here very quickly.
