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I looked at Dean, who was still silent.
Sam was looking at me curiously.
"Who is your mother?" He asked me.
I looked at Nia, then back at Sam.
"Katarina Moore. I think you might remember her younger sister, my aunt Jessica." I replied softly.
Sam's puppy eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
"Jess had a sister?" He whispered.
I nodded, feeling sorry for my uncle.
"And who are you?" Dean growled suddenly at Nia.
Nia glared at Dean, being the sassy little Satan spawn she is.
"I'm the kid of the bastard you freed from hell." She spat.
I smiled slightly at that.
"Lucifer?" Sam gasped.
We both nodded and Dean and Sam both stared at Nia in horror.
"She hates him as much as the rest of us do." I said firmly.
"So calm your tits." She added.
I grinned.
"When were you born?!" Sam looked bewildered now; I could see his mind working.
"I don't know! I've never even met Lucifer yet!" Nia exclaimed defensively.
"We're the same age." I shrugged. "That's a good start."
Nia grinned at me and I grinned back.
"Okay you two. You're coming with us." Dean said, throwing some stuff in a bag.
"Where?" I asked, grabbing my jacket and satchel of weapons.
"To find Michael's sword." Sam replied, watching Dean.
Nia looked at me, interested.
"You know where it is?" I asked, being the huntress I am.
Dean nodded. "A storage locker. Castle on the hill of forty-two dogs."
I gave him a look that meant we didn't understand that reference.
"Castle Storage on 42 Rover Hill, in upstate New York." Dean clarified.
"Oh." Nia and I said. Sam chuckled and we got up. "What are we waiting for?" Nia grinned.
~~~~~~~HuntersNephilim~~~~~~~
"I hate angels." I growled, stabbing one in the chest.
He screamed as his vessel died and I smirked.
Zachariah had Da-Dean on his knees, trying to get him to consent to being Michael's vessel. "No." Dean spat.
I admired his stubbornness, and I suspected it was a family trait.
"What if I could heal you from stage four stomach cancer?" Zachariah tempted.
I laughed dryly. "Are you the devil, Zachariah? Who tempted Jesus for days in the desert but grew angry because Jesus never gave in?"
Zachariah looked at me, startled. "N-no..."
I smirked. "I've read the bible. It seems in preforming your heavenly duties, you stooped to giving a poor man cancer so he'll do your bidding."
Suddenly Zachariah was thrown away from Dean.
"Backup is here!" Krissy's voice called out.
Castiel towered over Zachariah.
"Fix them." He ordered.
Zachariah shook his head.
"Fix them or you die." Cora threatened.
Castiel had brought all my friends.
Zachariah sighed and healed Sam and Dean.
Damien came over to me.
"You okay?" He whispered.
"Yeah I'm fine." I smiled at him.
Zachariah vanished and I helped Dean up.
Krissy made a face at the dead angels vessels. "So I'm the freaking sword. Perfect!" Dean groaned.
Cas looked at him and Sam.
"How are you alive, Cas?" Sam asked the angel.
Cas said nothing and disappeared.
Dean looked frustrated and I looked at him.
"He does that a lot doesn't he?" Cora asked.
"Yeah." Sam replied quietly.
"That would be so creepy...." Nia muttered.
Damien and I looked at her and Cora.
"You realize that you two do that to us all the time right?" I reminded them.
"Oh." Nia deadpanned.
"Oops." Cora mumbled.
We all grinned, even Sam and Dean.
