I awoke feeling refreshed, and rolled over to see the clock said it was noon.

Oh my God! I overslept.

I sat upright and looked for Lincoln, but instead, found a piece of paper with his small block letter handwriting on it.

Had to see Raph about something. Wanted to let you sleep. Food is in the fridge.

Love you.

Linc

PS: You snored like a train last night.

I smiled at the letter. It was so Lincoln.

Pulling myself out of bed, I quickly showered, and totally swooned when I saw Lincoln had transferred my pink toothbrush from the trailer to his new place. He’d even kept some of my clothes in his top drawer. I changed quickly, and then poured some cereal into a large bowl. Cereal for lunch was totally my favorite thing.

I texted Shea that I was awake, and there was a knock at the door thirty seconds later.

“I totally didn’t get laid,” she exclaimed, barging past me.

I snorted. “What?”

“After all that sex Olympics talk, he rejected me. Said I’d been drinking and he wanted our first time to be special,” Shea declared with a frown, as if a special night of sex with Noah was the worst thing in the world.

I chuckled. “Okay, and what’s wrong with that? He’s being a total gentleman.”

My bestie was wearing Noah’s shirt, which hung halfway down her legs, and her wild curly hair was in two puffball pigtails. She looked adorable.

“I know. Maybe I misjudged him.” She collapsed onto Lincoln’s couch dramatically, like she was auditioning for a daytime soap opera.

“Ya think?” I managed through my cereal-stuffed mouth.

She sat up, fully erect as shock marred her face. “Oh my God.”

Panic seized me. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m totally in love with him,” she declared.

I smacked my forehead and decided to drop the subject. Shea was utterly clueless when it came to all things Noah.

“How crazy was Luke last night, gushing over Donnie?” I asked, choosing to switch gears.

Shea laughed. “Oh my God, I thought Luke was going to start humping his leg. So cute and sad.”

I nodded with a smile, but then my mind shifted to more important topics. “You ready for tonight?”

I needed Sera back. She was an extension of my soul, so being without her was physically painful at that point. I felt half empty inside.

Shea’s face took on a look of determination. “Totally. We’ll get her back. Don’t worry.”

My phone buzzed then, nearly yelping when I saw it was Clark.

I scrambled to grab it, and mashed the green button to accept the call.

“Hey, any news on my brother?” My voice was frantic. He’d said to give him another week. It had only been a day. Something had to be wrong.

“Hey, Bri.” Mikey’s voice flared through the phone instead, it had dropped three octaves and was hoarse.

Relief flooded my entire body and I burst into tears. I hadn’t heard his voice in over a month. Part of me thought I might never hear it again. Shea rushed from the couch to sit with me as I tried to find my own voice.

“You’re okay?” I finally managed.

“I’ll be okay. Yeah.”

“Have you called Mom?” My poor mother was worried sick over the whole situation. Not being able to talk to, or see him was torturing her.

“Yeah. She’s coming to see me tomorrow. Clark says it’s safe,” Mikey confirmed.

I swallowed. “Well I’m free this afternoon. Shea and I will come right now.”

“Tomorrow is best,” Clark’s voice broke in, and I groaned. This alpha was a real piece of work. Talk about control freak, but he’d gotten my brother back, so I couldn’t complain.

“Tomorrow’s fine,” I agreed.

My thoughts were going a mile a minute. Did Clark take my brother’s wolf to the cemetery to see my dad? Had that healed him somehow? I didn’t want to ask and trigger anything, but I really wanted to know at some point.

“Love you, Bri. Gotta go,” Mikey breathed.

The tears were back. “I love you too. Even though you annoy me all the time, I freaking love you, Mikey. Okay?”

“Okay.” I could hear the smile in his voice.

After I hung up, Shea just held me as I laughed, and cried happy tears.

My brother was going to be okay. Now I just needed to get Sera, win Fight Night, and buy my mom’s contract.

I would get her out of Demon City. I had to. It’s what my dad would have wanted.

* * *

Night had fallen, and we’d been granted shadow passes to tag along on Blake’s mission with his team. But little did the Fallen Army leaders know, we were going to split off, and retrieve my infinity weapon.

After passing through the military checkpoint at the edge of Angel City, Lincoln checked in with Blake, and we set a rendezvous point to meet up after we’d gotten Sera back. Now we were all in a bus, a dozen of us including Chloe, Donnie, Luke, Noah, Darren, Shea, and some of their trusted army buddies, one of whom was a powerful Light Mage named Nora. Her hair was as white as cotton, but she looked way too young for it to be natural.

I was touched that everyone had come together on my account. Okay, maybe they’d come because my boyfriend was a lieutenant, well-loved member of the army, and Sera was a seraph blade currently stuck in Hell, but whatever. They were here—that was all that mattered.

We drove in silence to the apartment building where I’d seen my first, and hopefully last, Succubus demon.

I shivered a little, thinking about what she’d looked like, especially those sunken pits for eyes.

Before I knew it, we’d pulled into a parallel parking spot at the front curb. My mind went back to that night, and what I’d learned recently in my history class.

“Hey, Lincoln,” I whispered.

My lover was in a conversation with Donnie. After looking over at me, he wrapped it up, then came to sit by me. “What’s up? You ready? Feeling okay?”

I nodded, tightening the steel cuffs that he’d given me around my arms. “I was just thinking. If Sera was thrown into the portal on the second floor, and the underworld is directly underneath us, then should we open the portal on the bottom floor? So I can search the ground in Hell?”

Yes, I just had a normal conversation about opening a portal to Hell.

Lincoln nodded, thinking. “That’s actually a good plan, but it gives us a higher chance of something coming through since we’ll be at their ground level. That Succubus could have dropped Sera in the middle of a Demon City in hell for all we know.”

There were Demon Cities in hell! Of course there were. Then she’d probably been stolen. All I’d seen before that portal closed was a hazy red sky, and then Sera was gone.

“I think it’s our best shot,” I told him.

He stared at his hand a moment and then nodded. “All right. Let’s do it.”

After relaying the slight change in plans, our team embarked on the journey.

Nerves were tightly grabbing hold of me as we walked over to the apartment door directly below the one I’d lost Sera in that night.

Lincoln banged on the door loudly and it creaked open, the handle missing.

He stepped inside, lighting the way with the scope on top of his weapon. “Fallen Army, anyone here?” he shouted.

Noah went in behind him and they both did a quick sweep. When they returned, they beckoned us inside.

“Abandoned. Looks like Snakeroot demons used to live here. Everything is acid charred, so watch your step,” Lincoln called out into the hallway where we stood on standby.

As I stepped forward, I felt total and complete hope that I would find Sera, and that scared me. If I didn’t, I was going to be crushed.

Nora, the Light Mage, approached Shea as we stepped into the living room. “You’ve opened a Hell portal before?” she asked skeptically, no doubt eyeing my second-year best friend like a newbie.

Shea was anything but humble. That’s where she and Noah were perfect for each other.

“I’ve mastered it. Trust me, I can open and close this thing in sixty seconds if need be.” Shea propped one hand on her hip for snarky emphasis.

The Light Mage held her hands up defensively. “All right. I’ll ready the spell to amplify your connection to the weapon, Brielle, and then we can do the retrieval spell. But first, I need some of your blood to tap into the energy you share with the weapon.”

My eyes bugged a little. What was it with these people and wanting blood samples?

“The retrieval spell might not be necessary. I’ve learned how to call my weapon from far away from Archangel Michael,” I told her.

She nodded. “We can try it, but just know that down there, everything is different. Trust me.” The expression in her face told me she’d been through something, and I should trust her.

I simply nodded, handing her my finger.

Lincoln was right beside me the entire time as the rest of our group fanned out to protect us. Half were ordered to focus on outside threats here in Inferno, while the other half of our team had to protect us from anything that might try to come out of the portal.

The sound of cracking bones pulled my attention but I didn’t even bother to look over, knowing it was Luke shifting back to human form.

As Nora sliced my finger, my blood dripped onto a purple crystal. “Is it true you can talk to the weapon? Like a true mental connection?” she asked. Up close, her face had fine lines around the eyes, and I thought she might be a bit older than she looked. I also wondered what had turned her hair white, or if she’d been born with that unique shade.

I nodded in response to her question, and she started to move her hands in an intricate pattern. Purple shafts of light shot out, wrapping around the crystal.

“This should restore that. You might be able to speak to her again, if she’s close by,” the Light Mage declared.

I nearly wept at her words. I knew everyone there had a soul weapon, and they were all bound to it, so they should know how I felt, but I also didn’t think anyone had a connection quite like Sera and I did.

The purple light intensified, and Nora looked at my necklace. “That thing reeks of magic. You’ll need to take it off, or it’ll interfere with my spell.”

“Sure.” I started to unclasp it, but Lincoln thrust a hand out to stop me.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he added softly.

“Why not?” I pressed him.

His hand pushed through his hair. “Because…”

“Your light energy has the upper hand right now,” Noah said what Lincoln clearly couldn’t. “If you take it off, you might allow your… dark gifts to emerge even stronger, and push the light back even further,”

“What!” I shouted.

“Guys, this spell has a time stamp!” Nora growled, holding the purple crystal out to me. It was glowing and swirling, and in that moment, I couldn’t even process what the boys had said.

My glare cut into Lincoln and he winced. “Last night, Noah scanned you and discovered that, so… I don’t know if it’s worth it, Bri.”

Screw that. Sera was family just as much as Shea or my mom was.

Reaching up, I unclipped the necklace. “She’s worth it. I’d do the same for you,” I informed him curtly.

His face fell as I set the necklace into his hand.

The moment my fingers released the chain, I felt a surge of energy buzz up along my spine and wrap around my heart, pinching it in a viselike grip. I gasped, short of breath for a moment.

Lincoln stepped closer, pressing in on me. “Oh God, what’s wrong?”

I glared at him, then slowly turned to stare at all of them. “I’m going to kill you all.” Venom dripped from my voice.

One by one, their faces dropped. Noah actually took a step back.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer. Laughter burst out of me and I keeled forward, holding my stomach.

“Something’s not right with her,” Nora told the room.

Lincoln’s chest fell as he sighed in relief. “That wasn’t funny.”

Shea snickered. “It kind of was.”

“Are we doing this or not?” Nora snapped, holding the glowing crystal in her hand.

I nodded. Whatever weirdness I’d felt when I took the necklace off was gone now.

I was getting Sera no matter what.

“I’m fine. I feel fine. It’s all good. Let’s do this.” I tried to push reassurance into my voice, but Lincoln’s face still held concern.

Shea started to work on the portal as Nora took two paces toward me. “This might hurt a bit,” she declared and then slammed the crystal onto my chest, right over my tattoo.

Pain flared to life where the crystal touched me, and then a massive headache rocked my world. My hands flew to my skull as I moaned.

“Why?” I grunted.

Nora released the crystal, the purple magic had left the rock, and was now dancing around my body in whirls. “It’s reconnecting your bond, which was somewhat severed when your weapon was tossed into another realm,” she informed me.

Lincoln’s hand came up to rub my back, and I tried to work through the ice pick that was stabbing my brain.

I was just about to ask how long it would last when the pain lessened, and I heard something.

‘Bri!’

Joy ripped through my body as I nearly cried in relief. ‘Sera! I’m here!’ I told her.

“The portal is almost ready,” Shea stated.

“I’m talking to her!” I shouted.

A few raised their eyebrows, but I didn’t care if I looked crazy. I was freaking talking to Sera! I hadn’t realized how lonely I was for her companionship, until I heard her voice in my head.

‘It’s bad down here. Everything smells awful,’ Sera lamented.

Laughter bubbled up in chest, and now I was really getting some crazy looks, even from Lincoln.

‘You don’t have a nose,’ I reminded her.

Shea had started to open the portal. As she did, I saw a desolate landscape come into view.

Oh God.

I’d never peered into Hell. I mean, the one time Shea opened the portal in the training room, it was in the floor and I’d been too focused on the demons crawling out to notice anything. Then when Lucifer came through, he’d done so within a building, so I’d only seen a wall. The Succubus had opened one in the sky and all I’d seen was smoke, but this… this was my first view of Hell in all its horrific nature.

‘Where are you?’ I breathed as my eyes swept over the hordes of demons that passed before us. We seemed to be in some alleyway between two crumbling buildings, and the stench of sulfur and oil was nauseating.

‘I’m a cactus,’ she exclaimed.

My brow burrowed. ‘Excuse me?’

Was she drunk? Was it possible for her to get drunk? She could smell, so probably.

Maybe I was drunk.

‘I’ve been using all my power to morph myself into a cactus, so one of these cesspools doesn’t pick me up and sell me.’

My eyes widened. ‘You can do that?’

‘Hurry, I can’t hold it much longer. I’d nearly given up hope.’

For three weeks she’s been draining her magic to appear as a cactus?

I needed to focus before one of the passing demons noticed us. I couldn’t see any cacti nearby, but I figured Michael’s retrieval spell would still work.

Taking a deep breath, I felt for Sera’s energy, but nothing happened.

‘I can’t feel you,’ I told her with panic.

‘I don’t think that will work here.’

“Can you do the retrieval spell?” I asked the Light Mage, who seemed lost in concentration.

Nora growled and shook her head. “It’s not working. Her energy is different. You’re going to have to call her to you.”

Dammit. Could it be because she was a cactus? But if she dropped her illusion and was suddenly a shiny dagger on the ground, the demons might pick her up.

I closed my eyes and tried again, pulling at my Celestial magic, which felt a thousand miles away right then.

Then realization hit me in the gut. My Sera retrieval was a Celestial light gift, and when I’d taken off my necklace, it had forced the darkness to rear up.

‘I… can’t feel you. I can’t call to you,’ I explained.

‘Do you see the burning building?’ she asked.

My eyes flicked to the sky. Off to the left about thirty feet was a smoke stack. ‘I think so.’

‘There’s a street fight going on right now. The demons fight here all the time. I’m right in front of the burning building. If you’re quick, you can sneak in and grab me. They shouldn’t notice you.’

Go in? Did my infinity weapon just suggest I step into Hell and get her?

She’s totally drunk.

That thought had never crossed my mind, that I would enter and get her, not to mention Lincoln would never allow it. It bothered me that I couldn’t see Sera. What if this was Lucifer’s trick, and her voice in my head wasn’t real?

‘How did I feel about Lincoln when I first met him?’ I asked her.

I could almost sense a smile in her, if that were possible. ‘You hated his guts, and you stole his fruit, yet you secretly wanted to see him naked.’

I burst out laughing, and now Lincoln was really looking at me with concern.

“I need your sword.” I peered at my lover. “She needs to feel another soul weapon so she can guide herself to that,” I lied.

If I died, he’d never forgive me. I knew from history class that he couldn’t follow me in, but I was pretty sure I’d be able to walk through that hole, and I was also pretty sure my best friend wasn’t going to let me go in alone. Even now, Shea was watching me like a hawk.

He pulled his sword without hesitation and handed it to me.

I wrapped my fingers around the cold steel and gave him a weak smile.

Forgive me.