Chapter One

Sam was done. Dean was done. Both of them wanted to just collapse into their beds, and sleep for weeks. Garth, and Charlie had just helped them close a case; a den of vamps in Baton Rouge with a taste for blondes, and Kevin had finally surfaced, with the suspected help from Cas. At least they hoped so, because who else would drop him onto the hood of the Impala, buck naked, with a jar of honey next to him.

It took Kevin a few days to regain his bearings, and then a few more days of some well deserved rest before he could even speak to the boys. They knew they couldn't push him into telling them anything he wasn't ready to tell them. They didn't know where Crowley had kept him, but from the paling his skin did, and the hitch his breathing took whenever his name was mentioned, they could gather he had put him into his own personal Hell. Dean's blood boiled, and Sam's hair curled whenever either of them tried to imagine what that kid had to go through because of them. Dean was especially hit with guilt. He had pushed Kevin harder than anyone else. He had put the title of prophet before the title of kid. He had done what he swore he would never do.

He had become his dad, and it killed him.

When Kevin finally regained his ability to speak, he told him where he was after Hell. He had been with Cas, and Cas had had him translate the Angel tablet for him, those were the only solid pieces of information the kid had. Everything else was a fuzzy fog of random bits that didn't fit together. He could remember the smell of cheese burgers, the faint buzz of what he thought were bee's, and the look Cas had on his face every time Kevin saw him. Cas had looked sad, as if he was missing something, or as Sam suspected, someone. Someone special. Someone else who loved cheeseburgers, and who couldn't go a day without a piece of pie.

It took the boys a while, but they finally got some solid information about the angel tablet from Kevin.

"Kevin, you have to try to remember what you translated. Anything at all could be useful, even the smallest bit of information." Sam tried to speak as softly as he could. He had taken speaking to Kevin upon himself. Every time Dean tried, he would get frustrated, and push Kevin, which would make him clam up, and f=would frustrate Dean even further. It was an ugly, endless cycle, and it would only end in a frustrated Dean, and a scared Kevin. At least with Sam, Kevin would loosen up a bit, be more comfortable, try a bit harder. They both knew what it was like trying to remember something that had been blocked.

"I know, and I'm trying, but I don't know if my mind doesn't want me too, or if someone's put up a wall, it's just not coming." Kevin huffed.

"I get that, just breath deep, and try to clear your mind. Just, don't hurt yourself." Sam wanted to know what Kevin had seen as badly as Dean, maybe even a bit more. Sam had escaped The Cage, he had gotten free, Adam hadn't. Sam could never forget the look on Adam's face while they were down there. He wasn't Michael, the Archangel. He wasn't a Hunter, like he and Dean were. He was just a kid, just like Kevin. Sam wanted to get Adam out of that cage more than anything, and he had the feeling that the angels knew how to do that, and if they didn't, maybe there tablet did.

Kevin shut his eyes, and leaned his head back. "Ok, I'll try one more time, and then I need to take a break. My heads beginning to pound." Kevin took a deep breath, and went silent. His closed eyes began to crinkle together, and his mouth turned up into a frustrated line. "I can see the tablet, I can see it on a coffee table in front of me. It's foggy, but I can see it."

Sam's eyes went wide with surprise. "That's great Kevin! Now, try to figure out what's on it. Even if it's just a line, even just a word. Just try a little harder." This was a huge breakthrough, Kevin had never been able to see the tablet before today. He could remember the table it was on, the mug of tea (sweetened by honey of course) that was next to it. Hell, he could remember the entire table, except a hole right in the center of it, a tablet shaped hole.

He squinted harder, and leaned forward "I can see something, something faint, something small. I can see Cas standing above the tablet. I can hear me telling him something. He's scared. He tells me to stop reading. He's, he's taking the tablet off the table. I'm getting up, I'm trying to stop him. I try to grab the tablet from him. I... I... I can't remember anything after that." Kevin opens his eyes, and is surprised to find he is standing up, his arms outreached, grasping at air. He turns to Sam, who has a look of proud patience upon his face.

"Well?" Sam states.

"Well what?" Kevin states confused.

"What did you tell Cas? What did you tell him that scared him so much as to take the tablet away?" Sam was trying his best to keep his excitement under control, but it was getting harder and harder for him to. He wanted to go tell Dean what had just happened. It was the biggest breakthrough the had had in months.

"Oh!" Kevin's eyes widened with remembrance. "It said... It said... Well, at least I think it said "She will come when all seems lost, and shall bring the wrath of Purgatory, Heaven, and Hell with Her." Or at least, that's what I think it said."

"Who Kevin, who's Her?" Sam was worried about the whole "Wrath of Purgatory, Heaven, and Hell" thing, but maybe if he knew who She was, he could figure out how to stop her. Dean knew what was in all three of those places, and they could barely handle them one at a time. He couldn't imagine trying to stop someone who could harness the power of all three of them.

Kevin stared at Sam, a look of knowing crossed his face. "You can't stop Her Sam, She's not here to hurt you or help you, She's here to fix everything."

"Who is She Kevin?"

"Eve, Sam" Kevin stated "She is Eve."