The Orinia (Part 2 of Nellwyn's advetures)

A Godmother's Duties

Dagon crushed my phone when Dean's name lit up the screen for what felt like 100th time.

"I told you I wasn't going to answer!" I snapped.

"Well it was getting on my nerves." Dagon glared slightly.

"He would stop calling if you would give me a few seconds to let him know that I'm alive." I crossed my arms. Dagon dropped the broken device at my feet.

"Go nuts." She said with a smirk.

"Dagon..." Kelly sighed, then looked at me. "You can use my phone. That was Sam who called me before, right?"

"No one's calling anyone." Dagon demanded angrily. "Those Winchester's have caused enough problems. We need to find a place to hide that will keep them out of our hair." Dagon paced the room a bit.

In the end, we moved to some run down building. There was a bed. A bath. A fridge. Dagon set them up, along with a tv and chair for herself. Kelly was growing more an more depressed as the days passed. I tried to comfort her on the second day there.

"We'll find a way to end this." I had said. Dagon angrily grabbed me by the arm and threw me into a salt circle she had made. I moved forward to angrily confront her when I was stopped in my tracks. I put my hand up, it was like touching a wall. I stared angrily. I was confined to that circle in the basement for the rest of the days we were there. Dagon came down in a huff one day and walked over to Kelly while I sit on the ground with my head on my knees and my arms wrapped around myself. She crossed her arms and Kelly was unresponsive.

"I know you think you're doing something by not taking a bath, or eating or anything like that. But really, you're only hurting yourself. That baby is going to be fine, regardless." She shot. Kelly didn't say anything. "Do us all a favor. Take a bath, huh?" She patted the woman roughly and walked off. I looked up.

"Kelly?" I asked as she slowly got up and made her way to the bathroom. I stood to watch. I couldn't see much beyond the wall and doorway that separated the rooms.

I heard sobbing. Loud sobbing. Then pained screams.

"Kelly?" I pushed against the wall. "Kelly!?" I banged against the invisible force field. The basement went silent and I heard a slight dripping noise. I looked around, running my hands through my hair. "No... oh no, oh no." I let out some calming breaths. "Dagon." I nodded. I looked towards the stairs. "Dagon!" I shouted for her. She either couldn't hear me, or was ignoring me, or simply wasn't there at all. "DAGON!" I shouted, louder. Still nothing. I cursed under my breath and tried to look into the bathroom from where I was again. I only caught a glimpse of Kelly's limp arm, bleeding consistently onto the floor. I covered my mouth and stepped back until I hit the other side of the salt circle and sat. I felt tears roll down my cheeks, in too much shock to cry out. I didn't know if I was crying for Kelly or Lucifer's unborn son. I settled for both.

Then I felt a surge. A pulse of power. It was after an hour or so, when the water Kelly was in was sure to be red and haunting. I pushed myself up and walked slowly over to hear surprised splashing, heavy breathing and slow foot steps. Kelly walked out of the bathroom and stared right at me.

"He... saved me." She put her bloody hands on her stomach. She let out a laugh that was also a cry and some tears rolled down her cheeks as she smiled and slid down the wall to sit. "He saved my life." She said in happiness. I plopped down at sat as well. I let out a chuckle which turned into a bubbly laugh. I don't know why I was laughing. I was scared as all get out. I was terrified, actually. By the time I stopped laughing, I felt hungry and tired. Dagon came down the stairs slowly and with no certain rush about her.

"Kelly?" She called. She glanced at me, lying on my back before taking off into the bathroom and then back to Kelly, scolding, yelling.

"He saved me." Kelly laughed.

"Is that what you think happened? He saved himself." Dagon stood straight. "That baby does not and will not ever care about you. You'll die and I'll raise him to be what he's supposed to be. A bringer of destruction."

Dagon let out a sigh and looked over at me.

"Stop her next time, will you?" She walked past me and up the stairs into the main building, house, place. I only mustered up the strength and courage to glare in the other direction and sat up as Kelly sat back on her bed.

"Do you think he loves me?" Kelly asked.

"All children have some feelings of attachment towards their parents." I assured her. She made a face at me.

"What about you? You... You're like my son. Similar, at least." She rubbed her stomach. I shrugged.

"I love my parents more than anything in this world." I said.

"You could destroy the world if you wanted." Kelly said.

"My parents raised me better than that." I countered.

"I won't be around for him..." She muttered.

"I will." I stood.

"What about Dagon?" Kelly asked. I swallowed.

"I can take her. Not now, not like this... I just need time." I looked up the stairs.

Kelly looked down.

"I want to watch him grow up to be good and special, Nellwyn." Kelly muttered. I looked over at her.

"I'll do my best to keep you alive. I promise." I said.

"You'll watch after him... if I..." She couldn't even say it.

"Of course." I nodded, offering her a smile. "I might be the only thing on this planet strong enough to whip him into shape if he steps out of line. What else is a Godmother for?" That made Kelly chuckle as I looked up the stairs again.

Up the stairs where I heard a shout and struggling happening.