Freedom Without Wings

1.8: Easy Peasy, Pumpkin Peasy, Pumpkin Pie Mofos

((Trigger Warning: References to Self Harm))

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5 Minutes Later

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Kyleigh's Point Of View

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"Get your frigging hands off me!!" I hear Sam yell.  I crawl to the door of the compartment, 'I just realised how small I am.'  I kicked the door, rolling out, although it really isn't the most professional way to get out and be threatening to a group of Angels.  "Well, hiya?" I awkwardly introduce myself.  "Now, would ya let go of Sam?" I say, walking towards her.  "You a.." Castiel began his sentence, but he just stopped.  "Anyways, Castiel working wit-" "Silence, now had over Tabris' Grace now."

"If not?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"We will take the Demon's life and yours." He threatens.

"Tch, some Angels you are." I say, shaking the vial of Angel's Grace, showing them I have it.  "I'm trading a broken merciful heart for the brain of a murderer."

I walk towards them, I stare into my angel's eyes.  Her eyes seemed to question my actions, little did the Angels know.

I took off my leather jacket, revealing the Enochian banishing symbol on my shoulder.  "Close your eyes!" I warned her.  I cut my hand, placing it onto the symbol, activating it.

I close my eyes and waited until the whining noise stops.  I grab my leather jacket from the ground, "Hey, Queen of Hell, you can open your eyes."  "Of course.. I knew that."

I laugh slightly at Sam's silliness.  I saw her eyes gaze at my body.  "'Ey, my eyes are up here."  "I know, it's just that.. you've grown taller, stopped dying your hair, and you also have tattoos.  Less scars too."  "I didn't want you to see me with scars when you came back." I say, embarassed that I told her that.  "Don't be shy, Kyles.  Be proud, like I am for you." She tells me with grin.  "Besides, you look cute with tattoos."  "Shut up," I turned around.  "It's true, Kyleigh." She says walking behind me.  I put the Angel Blade in my belt hoop, keeping it with me.  "Which one's did you get?"  "Are you serious?"  I ask her.

I walked towards my truck, and changed the subject. "What did you mean Cass was working with Crowley?"  I open the car door and sat in the passenger's seat.  "I mean they're trying to crack Purgatory open."  "Purgatory? The Hell is that?" I ask Sam, buckling the belt.  "Purgatory, jail for the too dangerous monsters, which were killed before."

"So if you die; go to Purgatory, Miss Queen of Hell; could you die again?"  I ask.

"Pretty morbid question, but yes." Sam says to me.

"Oooookay then." I say, waiting for Sam to start driving.  "I wanna see your tattoos."  Sam whined like a child.  "You're acting like Satan." "Bitch, I am Satan." She sassed back.  "I mean, Lucifer, Sam.  Lucifer."

"Lucifer acts like a child?"

"Disappointingly, yes."

"Wow.. Anyways, lemme see your ink!"

I rolled my eyes and showed her my anti-possession mark below my left collarbone.  "Oh mah gah, your collar bone is showing, bitch you're in trouble.  Dress code the bitch!" Sam says as I show the tattoo.  "Dammit Sam, I don't go to school anymore."  I laugh at her comment.  I also showed her my tattoo of quotes on my wrist.  "True love is a ghost, which everyone talks about and few have seen it." She reads one of many quotes.  "The past is a vengeful ghost, haunting you every chance it gets."  She kisses where my vein shows, making me smile.  I put a hand on hers as she begins to drive.  I open up the CD player, I inserted the homemade CD.

"I can't believe you still have this." She smiles.

"Of course I have it." I smile.  I grab the Polaroid camera from my seat.  I opened the leather casing.  "What are you doing?" She asks me.  "Getting a picture of you."  I answer, editing the settings on it.  I put my eye through the view hole.  I saw Sam's smile and her warm eyes turn to the camera, I then snapped a shot as the film began to print.  I grabbed a Polaroid album.  I then added took the index card out for 'Saw Sam again.'  I smile that I finally had that achievement finished.

"You literally are the definition of adorable.  You have an achievement list of all the things we did."

"I'm not adorable," I insert the picture into the photo book, I sarcastically reply. "I'm obviously a dinosaur, roar."

"Again, adorable." She says.  I put away the raspberry colored camera along with the album.  I heard a flapping of wings.  "Aw, screw off Castiel!" I roll my eyes.  "We need to help Dean and Sam." The man says in his gruff voice.  "I hate them, so please.  Give me a damn reason." I say, done with Heaven's, Hell's, and everything in between's bullshit. "Raphael put a hit on the Winchester's, Balthazar needs more Grace than he already has to send the-" "You idiot, wait for Raphael to send a hitman.  The Winchesters can deal with Angels, right?  Raph would need to perform the spell again to get the assassin.  Easy peasy pumpkin peasy, pumpkin pie mofos." I explained my plan to the brawn first, brain later Angel.  "For Angels of the Lord, you don't have a brain."

"Nice to see you too, Kyleigh." Castiel deadpanned.

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"Did my sarcasm just rub off on you?" I asked.