Chloe POV:

With that simple confession, Dean started to choke on his water and John's face went pale.

"Are you sure that was its name?" He asked me.

"I'm positive." I responded.

Dean regained composure of his coughing and mumbled, "That son of a bitch."

I cocked my head to the side, "Is something the matter?" I asked.

They both continued to stare at each other. Then, John proceeded to explain,

"Lilith was a demon we hunted on our last hunt. Chloe, when did this happen?"

"About a year ago, it happened around the time my father passed away."

They both just gawked at me, "Oh my God. I'm going to kill her." Dean said in anger.

I was still extremely confused, "I'm sorry but... is there something you guys aren't telling me?"

Dean sighed, "Lilith has the power… well, the power to make people commit suicide, Chloe." He paused for a moment before he continued, "And I think she was the one who killed your father."

I looked at them in disbelief, "And where is she now?" there was some added panic in my voice as I tried to comprehend what they were trying to say.

So I was possessed.

And that demon killed my father.

So then,... did that demon try to kill me too? But didn't succeed?

... I feel like the beginning of a Harry Potter book right now...

"We sent her back to Hell." they responded with an angered look in their eyes, "I'm so so sorry, Chloe."

"It's okay," I responded, "I'm slowly healing. And if there's good and there's bad, that means he is probably in a better place."

John smiled weakly at that, "Yeah. I'm sorry we asked such a personal question. We were just curious."

"I'm fine with it. It's better to talk about it anyway." I smiled. Dean was still restless though.

“So how are we going to get back at her?”

John sighed, “Dean, there’s nothing we really can do.” he admitted honestly, “If she comes back, we’ll have more motivation. That’s about it. Okay?”

I turned to him.

“Yeah, it’s nothing to worry about.” I lied, “Let’s just change the subject.” I pushed around the peas on my plate while they mindlessly talked about hunts and how to hunt and what to hunt with…. My mind was somewhere else.

-Somewhere in Hell-

“Hah! Your little slut of a daughter… not that bright is she?” The succubus asked as she trailed her long, sharp fingernails across the shoulders of her favorite victim. The poor, unfortunate soul was clever, though, as he attempted to spit in her eyes.

She wiped the saliva off her face with the back of her hand in disgust. “UGH! YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BASTARD!” She screamed as she slapped his face with extreme force. He yelped in pain as a red, burn mark remained on his skin. She took his face into her hands and brought him close to her; making sure he would hear every word.

“Listen here, you. If you mess this up for me, your daughter is going to pay. You don’t want that do you?” He closed his eyes and slowly shook his head. She, then, violently took away her hand and mumbled, “That’s a good boy.” She turned around dramatically and leaned up against some sort of wall, “Ya know, if I were you, I wouldn’t act up again. You hear me? Because if you do… I could find other ways to make your stay in Hell… Even more of a Hell for you. Got it? The condition you’re in right now is like a stay at a 4-star hotel with breakfast included. And trust me, you don’t want to result to the Motel 6 with the roach infested bathrooms.” She admired the chains attached to his wrists and ankles as he hung, suspended on the wall. “It would be a shame to see such a sweet soul burst to flames because of stupidity.” She paused and smirked, “Literally.”

“What do you want with me anyway?” he asked, frustrated and confused.

She simply chuckled like the answer was obvious, “Don’t you see, David? Because I thought I made it pretty apparent. See, you are the key to the heart of the true one. Your daughter, she’s special. And the Dark Lord is impressed with her. The only thing standing in my way are those Styles boys. But if I succeed, ridding of them would just be an added bonus.”

“Don’t you dare hurt her.” he whispered with defeat.

Her eyes flickered with shock and she acted extremely offended, “Of course not, David! I would never do such a thing! What? Do you think me… a monster?” She smiled mischievously at that, “You’re smart, not trusting me. But, believe me. She will be of great use to us.” With that, she left him to wander his worried thoughts.

Notes

Hey guys, a little filler chapter while I have time over the holidays. I hope you all are having a wonderful Thanksgiving (If you are in America) :D

What are you thankful for? :D

Love you most,

Kayla