They Called Her Angel

Bittersweet and Family

What Could Have Been 2015

A familiar face stared back at mine.

It was strange how a face that I once loved now belonged to a stranger.

"Lucifer." I said with a polite smile. I had to admire the balls this guy had to come into my domain.

We stood in my throne room. I was wearing an old fashioned gown. I was told it made me look like the queens of old. It was a light blue color that matched my eyes. My lips were painted blood red. I had to give off an image of ultimate power.

A good image could stop a rebellion before it happened.

He stood in a white suit with a fresh rose pinned to his jacket. His face held an amused look like I was a pet that did a trick.

It pissed me off, but I kept a cold demeanor. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Lady Kaitlin." A nod of acknowledgement.

"I go by Queen now." I responded calmly.

"Yes, your forces are quite annoying. I commend your strategies." That was as close to a compliment as he got.

"Thank you, I do try." I flashed a smirk.

"That's why I'm offering you a choice."

Oh, this should be good.

"You back down now and I'll let you keep Hell. I'll even let you keep your subjects. Just agree to keep off of Earth."

"And if I don't agree to this little proposition?" I questioned.

"I will destroy you along with the rest of the insects." He answered coldly.

I clenched my teeth. "I have one answer. You should know it, seeing how I've got Winchester blood running through my veins."

He waited silently.

"Go screw yourself."

He smiled politely and disappeared.

I forced my muscles to relax and snapped my fingers. A photo appeared. It was the only one I had of Sam. He had been my hero.

My hope.

Now there was nothing left of him.

Seeing his face, hearing his voice brought back memories.

They were so bittersweet.

I knew then that one day I would have my family back.

All of them.

2002

Adam loved his baby sister. Most guys his age always went on about how annoying their siblings were. But never Adam.

Kat was his best friend.

Most of the time Mom had to work night shifts at the hospital. It left Adam in charge. He made sure Kat ate and took baths. He helped her with her homework. He sat up and watched cartoons with her.

Kate loved having a daughter.

She found herself looking forward to future bonding moments. It was a bit cliche of her.

It was a Sunday morning. In a rare turn of events, Kate was off and eating breakfast with them. She was getting Adam a glass of chocolate milk when it happened.

"Can I have some too, Mom?" A quiet voice requested.

Kate forced herself not to gasp.

"Or course Sweetheart." She answered gently. She set a glass down in front of Kaitlin and kissed her on the top of her head.

Kate thanked God for her family.