Choco_Cherries: No Comfort Has the Night

[lirazel]

Yeah, so I'm late, but they'll forgive me.

Also, is there anyone I haven't shipped Dean Winchester with?  I mean, seriously.  The boy is like the color black or vanilla ice cream or something--he goes great with anything.

Title: No Comfort Has the Night
Fandoms: Angel/Supernatural
Pairing/Character: Lilah Morgan/Dean Winchester
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Devil; choco_cherries [Unknown site tag]Week 14
Spoilers: Through Supernatural Season 3 finale
A/N:  Title from "Battle of Evermore" by Led Zeppelin
Summary: He doesn't belong in hell.

He doesn’t belong in hell.

Lilah knows it as soon as she sees those desperate eyes, hears his endless screams for Sammy.  It’s rare to be here for someone else’s sake, as he clearly is—and that alone is proof of just how much he doesn’t belong (hell is for the selfish, the cruel, the traitors: those so far down the road to demonhood even in life that they have no room for self-sacrifice, for love). 

She sold her soul for her own gain, to get ahead, but mostly because she had nothing to lose (nothing till Wesley, but then, he was never really hers at all, was he?).  A few pointless interests: fashion, fine wine, skiing in Colorado.  But nothing that had any significance (no one who had any significance).  Why not sell her soul?

And truth is, she hadn’t cared.  Hadn’t felt the tiniest pang of guilt or regret (she tells herself).  She’d known exactly where she was headed and faced it with unflinching eyes (she was every bit the stone-cold bitch she played).  She only started caring when she saw Wesley burn her contract and knew it wouldn’t do any good.  At that moment, she wanted to escape hell more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life (death). 

But she already belonged there.  She’d signed her name and sacrificed her soul on the altar of her own ambition.

But him?  He’s different.  Broken, maybe, jaded and scarred, but also young and beautiful and fiercely loyal to something beyond himself. 

She steps close, touches his cheek, looks into eyes that don’t see her for his own pain, and makes a vow.

I’ll get you out of here.  Somehow.

 In the fires of hell, Lilah Morgan feels the first stirrings of selflessness.

She’s always been irony’s bitch.

Comments

[uptheapples.livejournal.com]

This is absolutely brilliant.

[wondygal.livejournal.com]

ooh. Killer last line. Damn, I miss Lilah. Very nice!

[pyroblaze18.livejournal.com]

I'm only halfway through season two of Angel, so I'm a little lost on Lilah's future, but I absolutely love this piece.

This is so amazing!

[rosie1234.livejournal.com]

XD
That was awesome, awesome, awesome!
and now I want vanilla ice cream!

[ineffort.livejournal.com]

OH YOU. I only have a vague recollection of Lilah, but what I do remember fits with this so perfectly it's insane. And Dean. Oh Dean. The fact that she sees him and thinks he doesn't belong (because he doesn't) and reminds us why killed me dead.

Fabulous. As predicted.