The End | {BOOK 5}

10| The New Death

Ellie's POV

"No, I saw Cass kill you."

"How's that working out for him?" Billie smirked. "It's funny to hear a Winchester talk about the finality of dying. This reality- it has rules, Eleanor. So many rules. And one of them? Kill one incarnation of Death, like you did, the next Reaper takes his place. So... when Castiel stabbed me in the back, turns out, I got a promotion."

I glanced at her hand where a white ring similar to Grim's sat on her finger.

"New job. New gear."

"So, you died to become Death?" I raised an eyebrow.

"This universe can be so many things, and sometimes, it is poetic. That's why we need to talk."

Our surroundings suddenly changed, so we were standing in a black and white corridor of shelves.

"The hell?" I looked around.

"Welcome to my reading room," Billie said. "Know not to leave this thing lying around near you. Don't we?"

She leaned her scythe, a different looking one from the one Grim had, against the wall.

"So... am I dead?" I asked.

"You killed yourself," she pointed out.

"No. Are you keeping me dead?"

"Now, that depends on you."

"Okay," I nodded. "Uh... Well, congrats on the promotion. Truly. But, uh, if it's up to me-"

"I didn't say it was up to you. I said it depends on you. Word on the interdimensional street is you've been slipping between worlds, Eleanor. I wanna know how you did it. Now."

"Well, I thought Death knew everything."

"Then you can imagine how this one little blind spot is really bothering me," Billie dead panned.

"What's in it for me?"

"What do you want?"

I bit my lip, thinking about it for a moment.

"Zeppelin... you said we should keep an eye on him. What exactly does that mean?"

"Your son can manipulate spirits within the Veil, as you know," Billie replied. "That makes him a very valuable person, especially to someone like me."

I swallowed, considering her words.

"Now... spill."

"Lucifer's son. Jack. When he was born, it created a rip in space and time."

"'A rip'?" Billie repeated.

"Mm," I nodded.

"Into another world? And you went there?"

"Mm. Yeah, I'll just say it's, uh, it's not Candy Land."

"I'll bet."

"Why do you care?" I asked.

"Because I do. Because... the whole multi-versal quantum construct we live in, it's like a house of cards. And the last thing I need is some big, dumb Winchester knocking it down."

"Hm. That sounds more like Sam and Dean, than me, don't you think? Sounds like you should be talking to them about this, not me."

"They weren't the ones who killed themselves," Billie reminded me smartly.

"Touché."

"You've changed," she noted. "When you bargained with me just now, you could've asked to go back, to live."