Okay next chapter up, thanks to all who are still reading this story, this chap. is allot of filler setting up the story for Sam and Dean to come save the day. No I don't own the boys, but I will be meeting them in Nov. perhaps they will let me take them home in my suitcase( ha,ha,ha) well I can dream right. Please review.

Chapter 5 Queen of Hearts

Sitting across the table from Amy made me feel like Alice facing the queen of hearts. I had no idea what side of the card she played and it was making me increasingly nervous. Just sipping the soup from my spoon in fumbling motions, I found myself relying on my napkin more and more often. If Amy noticed anything was amiss she hid it well behind a façade of dazzling smiles and kind words.

The room around us was grand and sloping, tapering at the top edges like a cathedral made of sandstone. Dazzling candles were placed throughout throwing thick layers of shadow onto the walls and ceilings. Quartzes of every color were hanging in thin lined ropes, dangling at different heights and distances and catching the sparkle of the candle light, then reflecting it like a prism. It was a rainbow of multicolored lights, glittering like fairies dancing through the room. Mixed in with the sparkling stones was also a huge assortment of gleaming bells that tinkled softly in the soft rush of the open windows breeze.

How anyone could live among such beauty and not sit in awe of it each night was beyond me, but then I suppose you would get used to it.

'' So -I learned some more about your demon''. Amy stated grabbing my attention away from the ambiance of the room. As if I were in sole possession of some golden treasure she smiled secretly covering it behind one dainty palm, she looked ecstatic. '' But there's something different about you as well. You'd always looked drawn and sick before when we met; but now……it's like you've embraced the demon inside you, and I'll say it has me worried, dear girl''. Amy looked closely causing an unnerved shiver to snake down my spine, I felt like she could see through my lies at that moment so choose to answer her. ''Why don't we discuss your news first, I don't think what I have to say will interest you ''? Twisting in my seat I couldn't help the excitement that shone in my face, I smiled and scrunched my napkin in my fist. Waiting as Amy choose that moment to poor herself another goblet from the decanter of bubbling wine, not offering me seconds but only delaying her words. I felt like she and I were playing around each other. Only telling the other the outside story and leaving the chewy center for ourselves. Oh yes how could I ever trust her completely.

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I stared into the surface of the scrying bowel watching Amy and my special Angel seated together in the room above mine. Seeing Angel again made me feel fevered in my possession of her. The urgency to take her was like instinct, raw with a level of affection I'd never felt before. What would she do if she knew I was watching her, even after this long year, waiting for the right time to reveal myself and my plan? Scrubbing the lightly layering stubble on my chin with my hands I watched her with eyes half closed. I wanted her now as I always had, beneath me as I tasted her, feeling her walls around me contracting, weeping with her life force. I had been keeping a close eye on her, always watching when I was able. It made me feel omniscient like a god, only observing yet never coming in direct contact with my creation. Angel was my creation after all, born from a white canvas while I added the colors. And rich now she was, just the sight of her had my hands clenching in my lap, flexing with sexual needs that could never be satisfied by anyone but her.

I couldn't help the rush of endorphins at the direct sight of her, it was a heady mix and she intoxicated me. I wanted to bury my hands in her hair nuzzling the curling tendrils at her hairline, and inhaling her scent. It was I who had brought that weak little girl up from the ashes, like a phoenix languished in the heated flames of my desire. My need for her increased now that I could see her as an equal, see her as a tempting piece of adversary to stand beside me in my plans, to become my queen in all the ordained ways. Ruling and conquering together, bending others to our will until the world welcomed and supported us. We'd ride on the backs of the people, like waves as we crested the future of mankind. The 

resurrected rulers of men in another form, it would be truly magnificent, and now I wanted her by my side more than ever. But it was yet too soon to show my hand, this game was just now getting started, we had forever, and she and I were linked indefinitely like the chains that would soon bind our souls.

Her change, now that she had accepted the will of the lillin inside, her beauty was unmistakable in the thousands of gleaming crystals, in the reflection of all those damned tinkling bells used to amplify her powers. She would be at her best tonight. She was a sexual being now , taking what was needed for survival and feeding it back into herself, just as I had all those years before when as a navy man I came across something that would change my life forever.

Angel knew me only as Ted, but Ted was a human name, and what we surpassed together would bring us closer to being Gods than anyone who had ever tried before. I knew the moment I saw her it was she who bring about the change, she who would give me what was needed to vessel such a being as a Lillan.

I could tell in the wide set line of her childlike eyes, and the slight tremble in those doll like lips. Angel had nearly been a child herself then, and her innocence was like a beacon that glowed from inside her. I'd known since I started the search so long ago, what my target would be. That and many failed attempts had shown me mistakes uncountable; weak woman unable to contain the Lillan. And then it had hit as I stood watching her from the other side of the restaurant, drink in hand, potential blazing forth like liquid gold, if I could find someone naive enough to be able to break her down and then, and then…….no one came out of the face of opposition without new strength, I could rebuild her, remake her. The idea of forging this new being with my own actions was almost more excitement than I could contain, and now I remembered our first meeting, my first lesson to her. I remembered poring on the charm like a thick cream, the way she shivered at my slightest most innocent touch. And the way her skin reddened with each successful compliment.

I held her eye contact like a predator satisfied in the dilatation of her blue eyes, innocent though she may have been, she was as ready as I, that first night, and it didn't take much to get her into that ally way. Perhaps I was a little overzealous, slightly drunk in my taking of her body, but I knew it needed to be this way. I avoided her mouth when she sought mine, clearly defining the line between making love and fucking, I wanted her to understand how it would be between us…..because if she came back for more after the way I treated her that night I knew she would be mine…..always.

Even during this past year, while I let Angel believe she was making some headway…..she was leaving me behind, I'd never been far. Gracious was the gift of my followers. It was rich people like Amy Derenger who made this foray possible, who had enough faith in me to endorse my every step. Ultimately Amy would be dispensable; yet, now as I stayed beneath her roof she was the key stone that held my plans together.

And so I would wait, letting Amy believe she was my lover, while keeping an eye on my beloved, my forever queen, my Angel.

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''We are getting somewhere as a matter of fact, I have a packet of news coming in the morning details that should help lead us to some answers about that symbol on your arm and if it can be broken. It should also help us to learn more about our Demon and if she has any particular weaknesses that could help us to atleast contain her, so you could possibly learn to live alongside her, if nothing else comes up''. Amy leaned forward long fingers and dark painted nails steepling together bellow her smile, she continued. ''I thought you could stay here tonight, besides from what my men told me it seems you had some young man at your side when they found you….I would love to hear more about this, you haven't taken any familiars Angel dear, have you? It would explain the recovery?'' She giggled at the end of this as if it were some great joke, clapping her hands she added, '' Tell me he was at least handsome''. I thought she was trying to put me at ease while digging for information I wasn't sure I wanted her to know.

I paused, how much I could tell this woman, I didn't completely trust her, I couldn't. Trust was a hard thing to give when she kept me locked in my room, as if she had something to fear. It wasn't as if I was going to come after her, she had no penis, and she was safe from any advances. So why did I feel like the lock was more of a precaution to keep me from something she was hiding. I told you she's not to be trusted 

girl, if you have to tell her anything just say Sam was a concerned stranger you met the day before…don't muddle up the story with any juicy facts, her energy is just all kinds of wrong. Can't you feel it? We'll it might not be such a good idea to trust the Lillian either but she was making some valid points and then she made the point that drove home my distrust with an iron spike to my heart, something I had conveniently forgotten over the past year. Remember it was Ted who introduced you two? What was it he said…she was a distant friend of the family? Gulping nervously I couldn't figure how I had forgotten something so obvious, even if she was helping me now, why would she want to? And what exactly was she gaining, just some frills and chills for her collection of oddities. Well whatever game she played at, I had to act like I was none the wiser..so at least I would have the element of surprise if it ever came down to it.

''just someone I met the day before, he was playing the part of rescuer before your goons busted in and broke up the party.'' I said all this with a shrug pretending it meant nothing of great consequence.

''Yes dear but what about your appearance, the last time you called me in that kind of tizzy you were very ill, you look fine.''

''yes well maybe I jumped the gun somewhat on that one, I really just was excited to learn of your news''.

Amy looked at me like she knew I wasn't being totally truthful, all I'd done is side step and back hand each new line of questioning, and Amy wasn't stupid, she knew there were things I wasn't saying, she sighed.

''Well I won't press you now dear, details aren't important. But I sure wish you would trust me''.

I shrugged looking her in the eyes and stating'' Trust is a difficult issue for me, especially after everything I went through with Ted. You of all people should know this, you were a family friend after all''. I lowered my eyes playing the hurt victim to her guilt trip of trust, she may be smart but I was no longer anybodies dummy either.

''perhaps '' she stated letting the conversation go flat as issues floated around us like bees at the mad hatters tea party, and I choose to ignore them. But now there was one thing that kept playing to my mind, nibbling at my sympathy with red tinged eyes. It was the evil stepmother of questions and it hurt more than any small stinging venom should, because it went straight to the source, the source of all my denial, all my pushing thoughts of life before the great Lilian addition. Were me and Ted ever really happy together? You wouldn't think that would be such a big question, such a burning answer, until it filled my head with such a resounding echo it was like trumpets blaring, and I was no longer hungry. I climbed the terracotta spirals and didn't even notice as the lock turned behind me, because I was already gone lost inside the past, lost inside Ted's eyes.

It wasn't always so terrible being with Ted; it was when we had sex that he grew distant and aloof. Not to the actual act but to any warm emotion that would reflect on me, it was more like a punishment the way his eyes would stray his features scrunching like I revolted him, and for some reason I accepted the bad, just to get past it to the good, at least in the beginning.

''What would you like for breakfast, my Angel''? Ted asked his eyes shining up at me above that straight toothed grin. I paused the awkward silence of only moments before forgotten; I could still feel his seed tepid on my thighs and his eyes only moments before cold and unfocused now playing over my features with a tender glance. I soaked in the warmth of obvious adoration and once again forgot that part of our relationship, so who cares if the sex was weird just looking at the bend of his sardonic brow, cut carefully by the emotions in his dark eyes, to those curved and amused parted lips, I cared for him more than anyone else I had ever known. Ted was my first and only love. He'd made me breakfast in bed that morning fruit and eggs garnished with flowers from our garden. And as we lay full and sated against giant pillows of yellow sunshine, his head in my lap as I stroked his short dark tawny hair, he would tell me of his travels over sea's in the East. He would tell me about the impoverished people who struggled everyday just to survive, about how he wished things like that didn't exist, and if only the right ruler would come into power, someone who could end world problems, someone strong enough to eradicate poverty 

like the disease that it was. He said he would gladly follow such a strong man. He was so passionate, the core of his eyes glowing with inner determination, that it made me forget the other Ted, the one that only a short time before looked dead inside.

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'' Come on Sam, what have you been doing this whole time?'' Sam looked up and shrugged indicating the research had come up bust so far and then asked '' did you get the stuff for the revealing spell''?

'' I did, but well…boss wasn't happy he wanted to know how our search for Theodore Tomasic was going, it is our top priority you know? Teddies pretty dangerous, you did read through this file the boss gave me right''? Pulling out a huge brown draw string file and tossing it on the bed along with the other piles of research Dean raised his brow in question.

''I thought you wanted to find the mystery girl Dean? Hasn't the Tomasic guy been out of play for a year or so anyway…maybe someone else got to him first''. Sam turned away unable to get the image of Angel from his mind, he had a girl to find also but Dean was right this guy they were tracking was very important, if he was as big a player as they thought- it was essential to find him and the faster the better.

'' I do want to find her but the reason behind his absence could be even more sinister than anything we've seen before, and I don't know about you…but that scares the hell out of me…. the boss thinks that whatever Teddy discovered in the East might be the source of all his new found power…..what if he's right Sammy?'' Scrubbing his face into his callused palms Dean sighed. What a bitch this had all turned out be. He wanted to find the mystery girl so badly, but the fact remained- she wasn't top priority.

'' Look perhaps we'll just work on both, we know this Tomasic guy was last seen in the surrounding desert area and we also know one of his richest backers is rumored to have a vacation home somewhere nearby, he could very well be hidden there'', Sam turned towards Dean pointing to the outlying locations ruled out so far on their map of the Arizona desert. The fact that it was probably at least marginally hidden didn't deter the brothers any. With this revealing spell and the fact that they were using the most amplified artifact to focus the energy, it would bring something to the surface, Dean smiled.

'' You don't think there will be protective charms thrown up around it''? Dean asked pulling out the items needed for the ritual. One purple grounding cloth embroidered with silver threads, a crystal chalice to place in the center of the triangle, filled with rose water purified and blessed…extra soil to sprinkle the shape around the vessel, and special stones each with a purpose of its own.

'' I was counting on it, that's why I brought this''. Sam held up a shiny black stone scrubbed smooth by the pebbles of the Dead Sea. In the center of the winking chalice this stone would not only focus the power of each mineral and incantation it would pierce the fog of any protective measures around the man they sought. It was mighty powerful. Sam smiled in a way that had his eyes glinting in the browning bulb of the motel room light. After using this on Tomasic, or perhaps even during, with a stone like this they could easily pinpoint the location of his Angel. And Sam felt it was important even if it wasn't number one priority to seek this girl, his instincts were in full alert and he'd be damned if he was going to ignore the strong pull he felt between them. He sighed, if only that pull would lead him right to her, what good was instinct without motive. He turned to look at Dean so they could prepare for the ritual, time to unveil hidden secrets, time to find this bastard…and his sweet would soon follow.

'' Let's get conjuring….I am itching for a hunt'', and Dean smiled studying the surface of the black stone and winking back at his reflection. Soon he could uncover the secret of his little seductress. Dean imagined all the frisky scenarios his male mind could wrap itself around, she was well worth the mystery and well worth the effort.

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Somewhere along the line I had fallen asleep my eyes came back into focus laid out on velvet and reclining behind the gossamer wisps of bed curtains…I felt slow and drugged, and wondered whether I had awakened at all. The air was thick with some kind of sweet smelling incense and I struggled to keep myself propped even on my elbows. Behind the gossamer curtain there was the shape of a man, tall and looming…and I felt -menacing as well. The moon from the balcony doors which had been left open to let in the cool night breezes, now shown a thin line of silver barely touching the silhouette of his shadow. I could hear his deep breathing even and calm as he moved closer, the bare pads of his toes sliding over the wood, with smooth motions. The fact that I couldn't move very easily was alarming, but it all seemed so distant…so foggy, and so unreal.

It had to be a dream because now as I made out the features that shone more clearly in the gray glow….it came to my attention that this man bore a striking resemblance to my long gone Ted. The only difference being his smooth features, he'd worn a beard for years and if this man was indeed Ted, his smooth faced transformation had me transfixed.

'' What….who'', I questioned speech and eyes heavy with the quality of dream, which came out alarmingly weak, I thought…trying once again to raise myself. How much more vulnerable could I possibly feel.

'' Shhhhhh….he said parting the veil and sitting beside me on the bed. It was Ted alright; I struggled to get up the strength to move away. But it was like swimming in honey, the air thick with its sweetness, I gulped nervously, suspicious and unnerved.

My eyes were now huge, like the moon in the night….leaving a watery reflection that trailed down my checks. It was Ted who loomed above; Ted who wore little more than a smile….a sweet smile that I knew bellied his hidden characteristics. But now as I fell back onto the bed feeling defeated and small once again, all I could do was star into the eyes of the man who had taken so many years of my life, who had transformed me into this gross excuse for a human and he looked, he looked……delighted.

'' Just a dream…'' I whispered as I quenched my eyes tight repeating the words as if he would go away the more I believed it.

'' It's not a dream…my sweet, we'll it kind of is you see…..'' grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at his bare chest, I gasped jerking away. He had the same mark…the same mark that he had used to bind the Lillin inside of me. What a crazy nightmare. Surely, Ted was miles away….finding some other unlucky girl to rope into the sickening excuse for a relationship we had had. I needed to speak and I found strength in my words.

'' If only Ted…if only you had been forced to live the same hell that I have gone through, if only this weren't some darkened nightmare…….you deserve to be in hell'', I said this angrily slurring the words together but managing to garner enough strength to be proud of the way I sounded.

And the bastard smiled, actually smiled, my visceral turmoil welled up inside me, threatening to expound his waiting ears with ugly words. But he only looked complacently down into my eyes, self satisfaction evident in the tilt of his own.

'' Well I expected hostility at first… after all there's many things I kept from you, and to you I must have seemed like a monster, but in time when you learn of my true motives…..you will be mine forever''. I couldn't contain my hateful words any longer and they explodes from behind my lips, dripping malice.

'' None of this matters…..because you can't possibly be here in Amy's house, and I know I am dreaming, there's no reality here…..only fools'', I said the last part with a sneer, anger breaking over me like a wave, I fell into the pattern, and my anger finally gave me the willpower to raise beside him, to look him in the eyes and to tell him what I would like to tell him in real life.

'' You are nothing to me anymore Theodore Tomasic, I may have felt something…perhaps once I loved you…..but now, after all that you have done to me….YOU ARE NOTHING''!

He looked suddenly bleached white, and for the first and only time he looked despondent, he looked like a real man might look if placed in the same situation. What an imagination I have, I thought to myself.

'' I will change your mind…my sweet Angel….I will undo what I have been forced to do to you emotionally…I will change your mind''. Ted said the last bit quietly but with enough passion to make me think he believed himself….the same passion he'd used to get in his voice, when he talked about eradicating and correcting the wrongs in the world.

This was turning out to be the strangest dream I had ever had, and I looked up into the shinning face of my ex-lover, and he was smiling slightly…a smile I knew well. I knew what always preceded that smile, and I pushed up into his chest, his muscles jumped beneath my fingertips, what a strange detail for a dream. But he over powered me…he dwarfed me as he always had, and he pressed his mouth to mine.

It wasn't a kiss I was expecting…..reaffirming my thoughts of this being a dream, it was passionate; it held feeling….feelings Ted had never shared before, when we became physical. It made me long for what could have been at the same time rejecting his ardent touch. It made me wish I could hate him more.

What right did my mind have playing these tricks on my already drained psyche , what a devious piece you are….I resolved never to think of Ted again….or at least to try not to.

'' Wake up girl…..push him away as you did Sam…use our powers, your hate if you have to….but push him away'' The Lillin spoke through the haze of my dream, she spoke as if Ted was real and not imagined, and in my fear that he might just be, I lashed out with white hot energy…pulsing from behind my eyes..Like an invisible arm….I pushed Ted away. And I sat bolt upright gasping and shaking.

'' What the hell was that'' I asked the room around me and then to the Lilian stated '' Why did you wait so long to step in during the dream….I could've done without that one''.

'' I am not sure it was just a dream. And just so you know I was trying to protect our location from the revealing spell Sam and Dean, have placed over you….I just hope I was successful''

'' Wha….?'' I asked eyes widened with worry.

'' I just had this feeling that that dream was more dangerous than the spell''.

'' But how could a dream…?''

'' That's what I would like to know….was there anything significant in the dream? Are you sure that's all it was?''

'' Of course, that's all it was'', I snapped adding '' Why would Ted be here? He had his fun sticking me with you…he got his revenge!'' I pulled my arms up around me, I suddenly felt very chilly indeed.

'' I'm just not sure honey…but I have a feeling he's not quiet done with you…dream or not''

I thought back over the dream thinking if there was any reason to be alarmed and then it hit me all at once: the symbol on his chest, the same symbol I had, could he be using it as I did mine?

I started to shake again harder into the bed sheets, surely Ted wasn't…….

'' Angel…what is it, girl?''

I pulled down my shirt exposing the black mark to the air and tracing it with my fingertip.

'' He had a symbol just like mine'', I answered in a dreamy way. Not believing it even as the words left my mouth.

'' You don't think…. oh girl…..he could've easily, if it was more than just a dream''….she let the words trail off, I knew exactly what the Lillian was thinking, and none of it was my idea of a tea party.