Edens POV* 

I was sitting in my throne room in heaven. Raphael was training the new guardian angels. I made a decision to take a few of the battalions and train them to be guardians. Rather than warriors they were learning to be protectors. I also had angels listening to prayers so I wasn't the only one who could grant them. I set up detailed protocol so that the prayer answering didn't get out of hand. I even set up a system so that angels could stop some demon crossroad deals. We did the same as the demons but took their souls to heaven. But we only did this if their wishes were pure and selfless. Like saving a child from illness or something like that. Castiel was busy too. I had him and a few other angels searching for the lost weapons.We also have to keep the demons in check. Now that my brother is once again locked away and most of their leaders are dead, Hell is in chaos. 

I have been fighting battle after battle with demons. It's been working so far but its not permanent. The angels seem to like my new systems and rules. I have granted them far more freedom and mercy. This means that no one has rebelled or questioned my authority. I don't know why my brother and father ruled with such a sick up their ass. It always seemed obvious to me that if you loosened the reins and weren't a push over the people would have no reason to rebel. But that's just me I guess... I also created a new law. Angels were allowed to love humans but at all costs avoid conceiving a child. under no circumstances should a nephilim be born. It would have too much power. I gave the impression that a nephilim would be killed to scare them... but in all honesty I would never kill a child. They didn't choose to be a nephilim. If it were to occur I would probably just send it and it's parents to live in purgatory. Or maybe I would create a new place just for the nephilim and their families. Hopefully that wouldn't happen though. I just thought that all angels should be allowed to love who they want. Dad's anti-relationship law made this place so toxic. I don't know how more angels didn't rebel. I guess they were just scared. But not any more. Under my care Heaven was getting better. My brothers and sisters lives were improving. We weren't just soldiers anymore, slowly we were becoming a family. Needless to say I've been extremely busy. Ruling Heaven is not an easy job. I haven't had time to bring back Gabriel yet as much as I wanted to. It would take a very long time and a lot of energy. I needed to get Heaven in order so that it could survive me being M.I.A. for a little while. At the moment I was the only thing keeping heaven running. If I were to take more than a day off Heaven would fall into chaos. 

I was finishing paperwork for a few new prayer answering protocols when I heard a prayer from dean. "Hey Eddie... uh. We got kinda an issue down here. Listen I know your busy with being... you know God. But I kinda need ya so if you could spare a minute that would be fan-freaking-tastic... I think we got Gabriel's horn of truth down here. People are dying and we could use you on this one...uh breaker- breaker... You getting any of this?" I would have laughed at Dean's poor excuse for a prayer if this wasn't so serious. If Gabriel's horn of truth was seriously down there it could be bad news. When I was young... long before the fall. Even before the other angels were created. I gave each of my Archangel brothers a gift. I gave Michael his lance (The one his stabbed me with), I gave lucifer a sword of flames, I gave Raphael a staff that could heal anything (except for death) and I gave Gabriel his horn of truth. All of those were extremely powerful and were only meant  to be wielded by their Archangel. It would be virtually impossible for anyone else to use it correctly. That's probably why people are dying. I put away my work and flew down to earth. "Yeah I got ya Dean. What's up?"  Dean jumped a little at my sudden appearance and then looked me up and down. My style had changed a little since I became Queen of Heaven. Rather than jeans and old band t-shirts I now wore dresses, suits, and heels. (Currently wearing picture below) 

"You look... different." Dean stumbled. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah being queen comes with a dress code. Probably shouldn't wear jeans and an ACDC shirt on the throne. I may look a little outta place." I laughed. "No no no I like it. Looks hot." Dean smirked and I rolled my eyes again. "You said something about Gabe's horn of truth. What's going on?" I asked trying to get down to business. "We've had a string of deaths. Most suicides some murder. Basically people are telling the truth until someone dies. We figured out a connection though. There was an ancient horn on display at a local music shop that both victims went to. The day of the first death the horn was stolen. We think THAT was the horn of truth." I nodded. "Castiel." I said. Immediately Cas appeared. "What the hell Cas? I've been trying to get a hold of you for days about sam! You didn't answer me once you dick!" Dean said pissed off. "I didn't come because I have nothing to offer about Sam." Cas said robotically. "What's wrong with Sam?" I asked. They both ignored my question. Damn I hated being outta the loop. "You didn't respond once I mean for all we know He could be gift wrapped for Lucifer!" Dean yelled. woah hold up what's wrong with Sam? "He's not Lucifer... If lucifer was out of the cage we would have felt it. I truly don't know what's wrong with your brother I'm sorry." Cas responded. "Okay we are gonna come back to that! Put a pin in that because I wanna hear all about what the hell is wrong with Sam... But Cas I need you to look for Gabriel's horn of Truth." Immediately Cas followed my order and flew off to search. two seconds later he popped back into the room. "It's not the horn of truth" Cas said. "Woah that was like two seconds where did you look?" Dean asked. Cas tilted his head confused, "Everywhere he said." He nodded. "Dean I don't know what's wrong with sam but I do wanna help. Cas I know you're busy but could you make inquiries about Sam?" I asked. He nodded and flew off to do as I asked. I feel bad. Castiel has somewhat become my right hand man. I'm afraid I may be working him to hard. I should remember to give him a break soon. "Okay so if it's not the horn what is killing these people?" I asked. Dean smiled, "Don't you have to be getting back to being god?" I smiled too. "Nah now I'm too invested I need to know the ending." 

We headed to a Bar. Apparently Dean desperately needed alcohol. Sam called Dean and told him that all of the bodies of the victims were gone. Dean seemed  to be in quite a mood. I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" I asked concerned. "I'd just like the freakin' truth." Dean answered. When he said that I felt a dark power. Uh oh. that can't be good. The bartender turned to us and smiled, "Sometimes I think I can't get pregnant cause God knows my marriage is a sham... Why'd I say that? I mean i've been snorting Oxy all day...Why'd I say that?" The bartender said panicked. "Dean-o I think you found the magic words..." I said. We got up and started to walk out when another lady with too much cleavage spoke to Dean. "I'm sitting like this so you'll look at my breasts. I just bought them. I need a lot of attention." I blushed just hearing that. "Good luck with that." Dean said. Then we quickly walked away.

Dean looked at me and smiled, "Hey Eddie...What's your biggest secret?" I looked at him with a dead serious face. "I'm actually in love with Sam..." Dean looked horrified. "What? REALLY!!!" He said panicked. I then laughed. "No you douche! I'm a goddess it doesn't work on me." He let out a sigh of relief. Why was he so relieved I didn't like sam? Ah well. Dean called Bobby and the truth curse got him to give up some to secret info. AKA he watches Tori and Dean. Bobby gets a pedicure. Dean is his favorite but he thinks Sam's a better hunter. I laughed. I think Dean is scarred for life though. He also called Sam but he didn't pick up. Dean got a call from Lisa. Let's just say Dean was more broken coming out of it than before he got the call. I hugged him and gave him a second alone before we went into where Sam was. 

Dean asked Sam, "When I got attacked my that Vamp why did you just stand there?" Woah what? What the hell Sammy? And why didn't I get a call? Sam sighed and looked at Dean, "I didn't I froze. and then I was too late... I feel terrible about it. Dean I CAN'T LIE here. You're my brother how could you even-" " okay...okay...I'm sorry. I thought I saw something... It's just been a really. Really. bad day." I put my hand on dean's shoulder "We got you back dean-o" I smiled and he smiled back. 

Apparently some chick was obsessed to find out the truth about whether or not her boyfriend was cheating. She got so desperate she summoned Veritas the goddess of truth. Ugh another damn pagan. She force feeds you the truth until you kill yourself and she gets her tribute. I hate pagans. What is it with pagans and human sacrifice. I'll never understand the appeal. We figured out that the goddess was a tv news reporter. Speaking truth to the masses I guess. I can not wait to carve this bitch. 

We drove to her house and broke in. We had daggers covered in dogs blood. I don't wanna know where sam got that. We walked into the house and it seemed normal. When we got to the basement things got weird. There was a picture of Veritas on the wall. Not to mention a walkin human meat locker. The bodies of the victims laid ripped apart. Then Veritas herself appeared behind us and threw us to the floor. Of course she couldn't throw me which surprised her. "Veritas I presume... We have a few questions for you." I smiled holding up my hand. She immediately fell to her knees. "Question away boys." I smiled standing back so that they could do their jobs. After a little while Veritas started to get in the boys heads. "Tell me what you really think of your brother Dean." She smiled. I wasn't worried. I was expecting a Oh I love my brother I would die for him type of thing instead I got. "Better now. Up until earlier I was ready to kill him in his sleep. I thought he was a monster. But now I know he's just like me. It's just part of the gig." Dean answered. Woah okay that I wasn't expecting. "And you Sam? What do you think about the gang getting back together?" She smiled. Maybe I should step in. "It's the gig. We protect each other that's it. that's the truth." Her face turned serious. "No it's not you're lying. You're lying to me! how are you doing that? What are you? WHAT IS HE?" She yelled. Sam could lie? how? "HE'S NOT HUMAN!" She yelled before sam stabbed her in the heart killing her. Dean was pissed. "WHAT ARE YOU? YOU ARE NOT MY BROTHER!" Dean yelled pointing a knife at Dean. "Woah Dean listen I can explain. Okay yes I lied. I let you get turned. But only because I knew we had a cure and we needed in that vamp nest. But the thing is I don't care. Ever since I've been back I don't feel anything. I think something is wrong with me. I need help." Sam said. He doesn't feel anything. Dean set the knife down and then started to beat the crap out of sam. I let him. Sam let Dean get turned into a vamp. Because of that Dean almost killed Ben. I pulled Dean away before he could seriously hurt Sam though. I just though Sam could use a good ass whoopin'. After I made sure Dean was okay I flew back to Heaven. I had research to do. Something was very very wrong with sam. The problem is... I have no idea what.