Supernatural: The Hunter and His Fallen Angel

Dates and the Devil

"Excuse me?" Castiel asked, wondering why the girl was looking specifically at him.

"I know that you're an angel...Lucifer told me. I need you to help me." Not liking the thought of the devil talking about his man, Dean interrupted.

"What all has Lucifer told you?" The girl shrugged, looking down sacredly at her engagement ring.

"He told me that I can't be with my fiancé any more and that if two men and an angel came to see me I was to tell them where to shove it. He especially wanted me to recognize and get rid of the angel. Doesn't want any of you ruining his plan for me." This pissed Dean off, the fact that Lucifer singled out Castiel as if he were a problem. Dean was quickly discovering that he had jealous and protective tendencies when it came to his angel.

"What exactly is his plan for you?" Castiel inquired.

"I'm sure you already know about what happened to my great aunt. He said that he had chosen her and four others as vessels for carrying his seed. He knew that not just any woman would be able to carry his child, he needed one from the five cursed families of Salem. We all have the same Satanic background, the same line of priests running from the truth. Only one was made to carry the child and he doesn't know which. Last time he tried all five women's bodies rejected the baby...so he killed them." She began to cry, taking a few ragged breaths before continuing.

"He doesn't want me to get married because he says I need to be a virgin when he comes to take me as his. I'm scared." Sam wrapped his arms around the girl to try and calm her down.

"It's okay, Delores. We're here to help you." Dean looked over at Castiel.

"Is there anyway you can help her with your angel mojo?" Castiel shook his head.

"I don't think so, if her destiny is to either carry Lucifer's child or be killed by him...I think the most merciful thing to do would be too..." He trailed off, giving Dean a 'you know what I'm talking about' look.

"We can't do that Cas, it's wrong. She's an innocent girl." Delores pulled away from Sam to look at Castiel.

"No, please do it. Save my soul." She begged. Sam put his foot down.

"No! We can save you, okay? Let us help. We just need a little bit more information. Who are the other four girls?" Delores sighed and dried some of her tears on her shirt sleeve.

"Annabel Penemuel, Avalon Lahash, Belinda Eligor, and Chrysanthemum Astaroth. Lucifer said he hopes it's either me or Avalon because we're the prettiest and look just like our last family vessels, Lucy and Persephone." Sam nodded.

"Thanks, Delores. You get some sleep and we're going to come back in the morning okay?" Her eyes became wide with fear.

"You're leaving me here? What if he gets me?!" The trio headed to the door.

"Don't worry, your great aunt and the others weren't taken to the mental hospitals until the night they were to be married. We have two days to stop this, we'll be back in time we promise." She smiled for the first time all night and then they closed her door.

"Father Caleb, your daughter is definitely sick but you shouldn't take her to the hospital, it'll make it worse. Wait it out sir, we will be back tomorrow with something we think might help." Father Caleb smiled and shook hands with Sam, then Dean, and last but not least Castiel.

"Thank you."

Once outside, Sam climbed into the Impala and Dean called out "You get one scratch on her and your ass is grass, you hear me?" as he pulled away and drove in the direction of the motel. Castiel turned to face Dean and took both of his hands in his, interlacing their fingers.