Daughter of the Universe // [SPN + Lucifer]

Finally, Just You and me

Season: Five

Episode(s): Dark Side of the Moon

*Azeline/Alexa's POV*

If you don't know already, I am one hell of a zombie lover. I love "The Walking Dead", "Dawn of the Dead", and other crazy shit like that. 

So imagine my excitement when we had to take down a bunch of friggin' zombies. 

Oh, yeah, and Bobby met an old friend named Jody, whom he's completely in love with. 

After that, we were completely case-free. It was weird, no werewolves, ghosts, not even any revelation omens. 

That changed quickly on morning. We were sleeping soundly in a motel room when we were awoken by two men in masks pointing guns at us. 

Sam and I woke up immediately. It took Dean a moment, but he got up too. 

"Looking for this?" one of the masked guys asked and held up Dean's gun. 

"Mornin'," Dean turned to Sam and I. 

"Shut up. Hands where I can see 'em," the guy on the left said. We stuck our hands up. Recognition crossed Dean's face. 

"Wait a minute," he furrowed his brow. "Is that you, Roy? It is, isn't it. Which makes you Walt. Hiya, Walt."

"Don't matter," Walt removed his mask. Roy mimicked his action. 

"Well, is it just me, or do you two seem a tad upset?" Dean asked. 

"You think you can flip the switch on the apocalypse and just walk away, Sam?" Walt asked. "And now you're buddies with a demon? Seriously?" 

"Watch your tone with me, boy," I growled.

"Who told you that?" Sam asked. 

"We ain't the only hunters after you," Walt explained. He cocked his shotgun. "See you in the next life."

"Hear me out," Sam said. "I can explain, okay? Please."

Walt pulled the trigger and Sam went flying backwards. Dean went to check on him, but Sam was long gone. 

"Stay the hell down," Roy hissed. 

"Shoot him," Walt ordered. 

"Killing Sam was right, but Dean--" Roy tried to reason.

"He made us, and we just snuffed his brother, you idiot," Walt interrupted. "You want to spend the rest of your life knowing Dean Winchester's on your ass? 'Cause I don't. Shoot him."

"Go ahead, Roy," Dean stared into his eyes without a trace of fear. "Do it. But I'm gonna warn you-- when I come back... I'm gonna be pissed. Come on! Let's get this show on the road."

"Come on, already," Walt said impatiently. He cocked his gun and killed Dean.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

I was alone.

I hated being alone. I didn't wanna be alone! 

"What about the demon?" Roy asked. "Should we exorcise her?" 

"Nah," Walt shook his head and held up Ruby's knife. "Found this li'l beauty. Kills demons dead. I would hate to see this bitch escape from Hell." 

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," I warned them. "Hell, if you knew who I was, you wouldn't have even considered coming in here." 

"She's bluffing," Walt snapped. He ran forward and plunged the knife into my heart. I saw flashes of orange and the world went dark. 

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