The next day, after a restless night laying watching the door, just in case any of the Supers decided to pay a visit while we were all sleeping, I woke as a loud humming noise ripped me from my nightmare.

Suddenly, instead of seeing myself pushing the knife into Alec's heart, I was looking at our resident angel who was sitting cross legged in the middle of the floor in just his underwear. His eyes were shut and he was humming continuously.

What the fuck am I watching?

I looked across the room to the other bunk bed where Victoria was sat watching Michael with the same look of confused horror on her face that I was sure mine was showing right now.

"Uh, morning?" I said tentatively.

Michael stopped humming, opened one eye to peer at me and smiled "Ah! Good morning. Did I wake you?" he asked, standing up and practically giving me a full of his crown jewels.

I guess angels have no need to worry about their modesty...

Victoria coughed pointedly and I realized I had been staring without meaning too.

"Uh no," I replied quickly, averting my gaze again and trying not to think about how sinful that was on so many levels. "Just, um, waking up."

I subconsciously pulled the covers up over my exposed chest before realizing what I'd done and quickly pulling them back down again as Michael walked passed me to go get dressed.

Oh God, if I ever make it to dying, I'm fucked.

"You okay?" Victoria asked as he walked past.

"Yeah," I whispered back. "Why?"

She raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips "Well when you woke up, your face was white as a sheet and your covered in sweat, Kian. It doesn't take a genius to work it out. You dreamt about Alec, didn't you?" she asked softly.

I shook my head, "No. I just had a bad night. That's all."

"Don't bullshit me Kian," she replied "I don't care what you say, I can see right through you. What's going on?"

Damn. She might not be able to read minds like I could, but she was still freakishly perceptive.

I sighed heavily and sat up on the side of the bed, resting my chin in my hand "I saw... Alec," I replied, feeling tears sting my eyes as I spoke his name out loud "I was watching him die, but it was different. Not like how it happened at all."

"Well, that makes sense," Victoria said "It was a dream, right? It's not a memory. Things are bound to be different."

I nodded my head but still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling inside of me, something was bothering me about that dream, and I couldn't say what it was. I could feel Victoria's eyes boring into the side of my head as I tried to figure it out.

Before she could question me any more, Michael, now fully dressed, came and sat next to me on the bottom bunk.

He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder "It was real, Kian. It wasn't just a dream," he said softly "Dreams are a concept. Their not real, and they never have been. What you saw was an alternative version of events."

I swallowed hard and turned to stare at him, "What are you saying?"

"Yes, I'd quite like to know as well," Victoria added, frowning at him.

Michael sighed heavily "I'm not supposed to tell any human," he replied "But, I think it's our only viable chance to defeat Lucifer and the House Of The Apocalypse. When we sleep we are able to see into the alternative dimensions that are out there, so somewhere out there Kian, the version of events that you witnessed happened."

No... I would never hurt Alec. Not any bloody universe!

"I watched myself put the knife through Alec's chest," my voice trembled as I spoke "So, I'm supposed to believe that was real? That in some fucked up universe I'm the one who kills him?"

My stomach lurched at the thought of hurting Alec, he meant everything to me. My heart broke. Would there really be another world out there where Alec died because of me?

"We'll find another way," Victoria said "There has to be a way we can travel through to these other universes without the need for a sacrifice."

As she spoke, I felt a cold hand wrap around mine. Looking down at it, I found Michael holding it. His thumb rubbed circles over my knuckles soothingly.

"If that is even possible," he added, "Then you won't be the only one suffering. I can already feel my siblings watching me."

"They'll learn about it soon enough," Victoria said, her brow furrowing "What if we could all sleep, and somehow connect our dreams? We could see if there's a universe where Alec doesn't have to be sacrificed for us to get Callum back here to this universe."

"I would be cast out of Heaven," Michael explained "I could have the punishment of a lifetime hanging over me if we try, but honestly, I don't want the apocalypse to happen either. The thought of Lucifer ravaging the multiverse is far worse than the threat of retribution from my father. I'm in."

"Me too," Victoria agreed immediately.

I frowned "What do we do if this doesn't work?" I asked hesitantly, turning to face Michael "If we try this and Alec still dies, and the apocalypse still starts in Moonstone? Then what?"

"We don't give up yet," he assured me "We'll keep trying every way we can think of. None of us will let Alec suffer a second time, not if we have anything to say about it."

Well, that was easier said than done... of we did manage to see into an alternate universe, there was no guarantee that we would find one where the outcome was different from the others. What if Alec always had to die at that point?

Suddenly I could see his smile fading away, those deep brown eyes filled with fear and pain... fuck. No. I don't want to think about that.

"Lilith must be the connecting point," Victoria mused after a moment of silence "She turned up and made sure that The Coven gave us the details of the ritual. She knew that it was a sacrifice, and that I wasn't planning on telling you guys about it. I was going to make something up, and when it didn't work I was going to suggest that we try another way. Lilith obviously knows more about what's really going on than anyone else."

"You're probably right," Michael said with a heavy sigh "I wouldn't be surprised if she played us from the start."

Neither would I, she was the mother of demons, and probably the reason that Alec was laying dead while we were stuck in this place running around like bloody chickens with our heads cut off, chasing an apocalypse that was seemingly inevitable.

Of course Lilith had an reason for wanting us to open up a portal and come here, but if Lilith's little vendetta against Lucifer involved Alec being dead, then she could get fucked.

"We can't let Lilith win," Michael carried on "None of us are going to abandon Alec to die if we can stop it, but his death is somehow linked to the apocalypse. His blood was used to free Lucifer and open the first portal."

"And how the hell are we supposed to stop this fucking apocalypse if we have no idea where Will Jackson, M and Dorian Gray are hiding out? Not to mention Lucifer! They could have gone to any universe, why choose this one?" I shouted, getting up from the bed.

"Kian-" Victoria began, before I cut her off.

"No!" I shouted, "I'm sick of losing people that I love. I'm done running away and letting them sacrifice themselves for me. If I have to fight Lilith, if I have to protect this stupid universe to save my boyfriend then that is exactly what I am gonna do! I'll find the damn House Of The Apocalypse and kill Lucifer myself!"

"That is not necessary," Michael said softly "It isn't worth putting yourself or any of the rest of us in danger over. We can find them and stop this, Kian."

"And how long is it going to take before we discover where the hell M and Dorian Gray are hiding, eh?" I retorted "Let's face facts, we're in we'll over our bloody heads and we have no idea what to do next."

Well, actually, that wasn't necessarily true. We had a way to try and find out where they were hiding out, but we had no idea if it was going to work.

There's only one way we were going to find out...