Supernatural Oneshots

Lucifer's daughter Part 2

I kick and push at the car walls that are confining me. I scream HELP! Over and over. I give up when I hear the car stop. I hear two doors shut and their footsteps walking farther and farther away. The trunk that is containing me automatically opens and I wait for someone to grab me, but it never comes. I crawl out slowly and look around. The car is parked in a warehouse and there's no one in sight. But I do see an exit door and I run towards it. I push and push and push on it with all my strength, but it just won't budge. As I'm struggling with the door, I manage to forget everything and everyone else. So I don't notice Sam walking over to me slowly.

He holds me in the same no-escape bridal style, so that I can't move. Dean walks toward me with a syringe needle and injects me with a golden orange liquid. The last thing I see is Sam set me down on a steel metal table and strap me into thick metal handcuffs/straps and then I go completely limp and pass out.

I wake up and I struggle to get out of the cuffs. There's another ring of salt surrounding the table.

"The ring of salt won't help, baby. I thought you already learned that!" I giggle.

Sam looks at me and says, "We know what you are and this"---he points to the ring of salt surrounding me---"this isn't salt. It's soul crystals. It contracts stolen souls and returns them." He smirks as I begin to look worried.

He mutters the spell and I tremble as I feel the souls leave me. Afterwards the crystals glow dark blue and Sam says, "OK...that wasn't supposed to happen.  Dean!"

"Yeah?---he sees the crystals---Whoa...what's wrong with the crystals? this isn't supposed to happen..."Dean says confused.

I bust out laughing, "You idiots didn't know that if they get overfilled with souls that they implode and go back to the soul collector? You really are idiots!"

They look worried and Sam is flipping through the pages furiously. Nerd! I think to myself.

The crystals implode and I feel refreshed, well, now that I have my fresh souls back.

My eyes and hair go completely white. I can't move.

That's when my dad walks in.

Lucifer's point of view:

My daughter didn't come back to hell last night when I summoned her and I had decided to investigate. I had 2 of my top-notch demons track her for me. They tell me where she is and I boil with fury.

THE WINCHESTERS!

I snap my fingers and I'm in a warehouse. I see the Chevrolet Impala.

I don't see my daughter anywhere, but I'm close enough that I can make her give off her angelic Aura. She doesn't know yet that I stole her from an angel when she was only a child.

By detecting her Aura she will glow bright white and won't be able to move.

I snap my fingers and I can now detect her Aura. I walk down the hall and I see a room that is glowing white. I peek in and I smell something foul.

Soul Crystals.

The crystals implode.

Do they not know that if they get overfilled they implode and return the souls. I think to myself.

I see Sam and Dean drawing back in fear and worry.

I snap my fingers and now they're pinned against the brick wall. I unleash my daughter from the detection and unstrap her with a snap of my fingers.

Normal point of view:

My dad unstraps me. I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Dad! They did awful things!" I say, "I loved it!"

My dad smiles and then turns back to the brothers that are pinned to the wall.

"You picked the wrong demon to torture!" He growls at the Winchesters.

"Why do you care so much about that demon?" Dean asks.

"Because this precious demon just so happens to be...my daughter!" He says.

I smirk as I watch the surprise creep across there faces.

Sam smiles and says, "The hell she isn't! I know what you did, Lucifer, don't act dumb"

My dad glares at him and snaps, "Shut up or I'll cut out your tongue!"

"What is he talking about, dad?" I ask slowly.

"Nothing, Jessica!" He snaps.

"Fine! I'll find out myself!" I snap back.

"What do you mean----" He asks.

I grab Sam and snap my fingers.

I hear my dad yell at me, "Wait!"

Too late!

Me and Sam are at my apartment.

He gets up and tries to grab a knife.

In a snap, the knife is on my hand now.

"What is my dad hiding from me?" I ask sharply.

"Oh nothing...just that you're not his own daughter. He stole you. Not to mention, your 12% human." He says.

I search his mind and see that he isn't lying.

I break down and start crying.

"You can leave! Just go!" I cry.

I hear him walk toward the front door. I put my knees to my chest and I cry. I hear the front door open, but I don't hear it close. When I do hear it close, I look up. Sam is still standing there, looking at me. He walks toward me and hugs me tight.

"Why don't you just leave me? I'm nothing..." I cry to him.

"Because you're beautiful.." He says.

I stop crying and look at him.

He kisses my lips and then hugs me tighter to him.

"Why do you care about me? I tried to kill you" I say confused.

"I don't know...I can't figure it out, but I sense an angelic presence in you and I want to hold onto it. I can't leave you... I don't want to."

I kiss him passionately. While were kissing someone puts there hand around my throat and lifts me up.

"Saaamm" I rasp.

He gets up and takes out a dagger.

I look and see who's throttling me.

"Dad?" I ask.

He looks at me and says, "You weren't supposed to find out about this, but every problem can be solved..."

He presses his finger to my forehead and says, "I'm gonna erase your memory, I'm sorry but I can't lose you just yet."

"Dad...no...don't..." I say in quick breaths.

"No! I'm not gonna let that happen to Jessica!" Sam says while walking toward Lucifer with a demon knife.

Lucifer can't snap Sam away without letting go of my throat.

Sam gets closer and punches him in the face as Lucifer presses his finger to my temple and throws me across the room into a wall. Sam charges toward Lucifer but Lucifer is already gone.

Sam runs toward me and pours holy water on my face in order to wake me up. My eyes flutter open and I hiss and say, "Who are you? What do you want...to steal something?"

"You don't remember me?" He asks longingly.

"No...not at all..."