Generations's (Spin Off/ Book FOUR)

Exit Stage Crowley

Kali:

He forgave me... Dean, he, he forgave me, and I loved him more than anything. But now we were busy, looking for a friend of his, this Eleanor woman. "Where is she?" I asked softly, my boots splashing in the water as  we went down the dark alley. "Bobby?"

The man shrugged, Dean keeping his arms around me. I'd seen everyone I cared about besides Castiel, because he was trying to open the bloody doors to purgatory! Seriously, I leave him alone for a year or so, and he just completely goes mental! "She said to meet her here. I'll try her again." Bobby dialled her phone, and we could hear her in the distance. She was huddled in front of a bin, hurt. Oh, no, no... Why did I get taught everything but how to use my new found Grace to heal people? Because that would have been useful, Chuck! "El?"

"Hey. I guess I could've used your help after all."

"Just be still." I told her, getting down, ready to heal her the good old fashioned way, to be a Doctor like I'd always wanted. "What happened?"

She shook her head a little. "They took me. I got away."

Oh, oh my God... She'd been stabbed, but, but I couldn't do anything. She needed blood, she'd lost too much. "Oh, Ellie. What have they done to you?" Bobby asked her as I took off my jacket, pressing the dark material into the wound.

"Everything." The woman chuckled. "The demon I could've handled, but when the angel stepped in, I -  I told him, Bobby. They have enough to crack Purgatory wide open." Oh, my Castiel... Please, please... Stop this, my brother.

"Tell me." I asked her softly, needing to stop him. "I need to know. I am the only one who could stop him."

Ellie was choking a little, struggling to breathe. I remembered that feeling... "They need virgin blood. That's a milk-run for them. And they need the blood of a Purgatory native, and well, they've got plenty of that now."

Dean put his hand on my shoulder as I dug deep, but all that I could do was take away the pain. "Have they opened it yet?"

She shook her head. "Tomorrow. The moon - an eclipse. I'm sorry, Bobby."

"No, it's okay. It's okay."

The woman was crying now. "I'm sorry, really sorr-"

"Tell us where they are." Bobby told her as I felt her spirit leave her, going to find peace. I'd make sure that it would, I could do that now. "El?"

As Bobby closed her eyes, I felt one of my own kin appear behind me, and I turned quickly, but Dean kept me behind him. "I'm sorry this had to happen. Crowley got carried away."

"Yeah, I bet it was all Crowley you son of a bitch!" He shouted at him, trying to attack him, but Dean and Sam held him back. 

"You don't even see it, do you? How totally off the rails you are!" Dean sighed, shaking his head. "You say you're doing this for Kali, for Khalilah, to make the world better in her name, but you are killing in her name, she would never thank you for that and you know it!"

Castiel just silenced him. "Enough! I don't care what you think. I've tried to make you understand, why I'm doing this for her. You won't listen. So let me make this simple. Please, go home and let me stop Raphael. I won't ask again."

"Well, good, 'cause I think you already know the answer." I told him, stepping out from behind Dean, walking slightly towards him in the low light of the alley. "Dean is right, the fact that you're doing all of this, this, this horror, and fear, and killing, in my name, just makes me think that you didn't know me at all. Brother."

He stared at me, like he couldn't quite believe that I was real, alive and kicking once more, not until I let him see my wings. A little difficult for Bobby and Sam, as we'd neglected to tell them this part of my resurrection. "You were re-incarnated. You're an Angel now, with pure snow white wings."