The Girl Behind The Garden

Chapter 44: A Lightning Heart

Eden's p.o.v

It was the morning after the fight. As everyone sluggishly came to the dining table, I checked the calendar, crossing off October 13th with a small smile. Everything was getting back to normal. Marie had come back late last night after dropping Oliver off and was sitting at the table with Dean. Sam had gone into the library a few minutes ago. After going into the kitchen for some coffee, coming back at the same time Maddy came out of his room.

"No Malcolm?" I questioned as he sat down.

"I let him sleep in a few more minutes," Maddy mumbled, a soft smirk barely showing on his lips, causing me to raise my eyebrows, "He was tired."

"Oh, was he?" Dean laughed, causing Marie to whap the back of his head, causing me to laugh.

"Contrary to your heathenistic belief, Dean," Maddy sighed, rubbing his head, "I'm not evil enough to do that with a gunshot victim, much less that weasel."

"If you're gonna lie through your teeth," A gravelly voice grumbled, "At least cover your alibi."

   A soft gasp ran throughout the table. There Malcolm stood, his hair sticking every which way. He was in one of Maddy's shirts, which hung lower than his color bones, and boxers. But the thing was, he was covered in hickeys. All over his neck, color bones, and even arms, were an array of small and large spots of red and purple. He rubbed his eyes with one hand, holding Diablo in the other. We all glanced at Maddy, who wasn't even attempting to cover the look of self-satisfaction that he was getting from ogling at his work. His previously small sneer, had now grown into a full blown smirk, obviously gathering a large amount of pleasure from the look of disdain Malcolm held.

"No one," Malcolm warned as he sat next to Maddy, "Say a single word."

"To be fair, I wasn't lying," Maddy countered, "We didn't do that. We just had a little fun."

Malcolm fake laughed, then giving a plastic smile and leaning close to Maddy, "I hate you."

   Maddy snorted, causing Malcolm to huff in annoyance. Marie, who had made breakfast for everyone a while ago, pushed a plate of biscuits and eggs to Malcolm, who accepted them graciously.

"Guys, I have something to..." Sam trailed off as he walked in, his eyes widening at the sight of the disheveled Malcolm. I shook my head swiftly, giving him a look, "I, um, have something to tell you."

After a quick discussion, the feeling of triumph from the night before quickly faded.

"Lucifer's back?" Dean questioned.

"Wait," Malcolm stopped, sitting up as he continued to pet the tiny bob cat, "Like, Lucifer, Lucifer?"

"The one and only," Eden sighed .

"I mean," Malcolm tried, furrowing his eyebrows, "Okay, sure, I guess. Makes sense."

"Are you sure its him?" Mary asked.

Same nodded, "I was calling Rowena, because I knew she could help. Lucifer answered. He bashed her-," He stopped, clenching his teeth, "He killed her."

   I froze at that moment. We all went silent. Rowena, though not the best at differentiating between right and wrong, had helped us out before. We knew each other. She helped me pick out my dress for my engagement party. She was good. Right after, Sam also revealed that Hess told him Crowley was dead as well. Though I would be saddened by that, we all knew that Crowley probably found a way out of his ultimate demise.