Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Supernatural nor do I own the plot from the end of Season 10. I am only taking what we were left with and trying to create a good story.

Author's note: I revised some things and I am sorry for all of the mistakes. Please review I'd love to know what you think.

Am I Still Human?

Chapter 1

Omaha, NE

It was a Wednesday night in autumn and midterms were the next week, so students were taking full advantage of the late hours of the library. Mid October always a strange time of year for weather in Nebraska. You never knew if it would be freezing one day or hot the next. "Bipolar weather," the locals called it, but truly that was just how it was living in a state that was in the middle of the country. It was just about time to lock up and there is only need for two people on weeknight and tonight it was Jared and Mia on duty. Jared was a 28 year old graduate student who would use the quite times of the night shift to work on grading papers and his dissertation.

Jared was a normal looking gent standing at about 5'11" medium build, not really muscular but really not one who went to the gym on a regular basis either. His black hair was a mess tonight, it was growing long. He said he was far to busy to get a haircut which had now grown past his ears. His degree was in biochemistry he was would only ever be three places. The lab, the library, or his apartment. Tonight he was buried in a book trying to highlight the last few lines he needed to remember before his own midterms next week. He was manning the front desk and lamely waved goodbye to the students that followed the curfew of midnight for the library.

Mia on the other hand was doing cleanup and kicking the student out who; lost track of time, had ear buds in and were "too focused," or just fell asleep from exhaustion on their books. At 11:50PM she had nearly everyone out. Mia wasn't a student, she was a librarian. She in fact already had to degree in Ancient History and Mythology with a speciality in Demonology. Well, she adds the Demonology bit at the end because thats what her dissertation was on, but they wouldn't actually accredit her with the title. Most people wouldn't think that a girl like Mia would have Mastered is such a strange subject but she didn't care.

Mia was a rather nice looking girl, with light chestnut brown hair that fell in big curls just past her shoulders. Though you hardly ever saw her hair down, like a true librarian she wore her hair up in a bun when she needed to work, read, or focus. Mia was 30 years old and stood at 5'7" with an hourglass frame of a size 12. Nothing to be a ashamed of in her eyes, Marilyn Monroe was a size 12 and she still is a sex icon. There is no dress code for the library so she wore her jeans and the cream sweater. It was always cold leaving at midnight so having something warm was a must.

It was now 11:55PM and Mia was pretty positive that all of the students were out of the library, which meant she and Jared might actually leave on time tonight. Mia grabbed a few stray books and carried them with her to the front desk where she found Jared still highlighting away at his book.

"Hey, Jared the library is clear." She said. His response was another solum wave as if she were another student leaving. Mia rolled her eyes and grabbed the highlighter from his hand.

"Wha-Hey! Give that-oh! Mia, sorry...did you say something?" He shouted at first then realized the stern look on Mia's face wasn't joking, but then it softened into a smile and he sighed with relief.

"Yes, I said the coast is clear. If you help me real quick with these last couple of books we might be able to leave on time." She giggled at him and handed him half the stack. "Here and look they are in the same section so this should be a breeze."

"Ok," Jared rose from his chair and grabbed the books from her hands. He quickly checked his pocket to make sure it was still there. "Good, now or never," he whispered to himself.

They walked up to the second floor where the books needed to go. Silently they started to put the books away. Jared was not really a talkative type and truthfully suffered from shyness. But over the last few weeks he had developed a crush on Mia and had to tell her tonight or he would burst.

"Uh...Mia?" He said hands shaking while placing the books on the shelf.

"Yeah?" She asked really paying him no mind and doing her job like normal.

"I...uh...I..." Jared fumbled over his words and started to grab something out of his pocket but he also dropped his last book. "Oops," he bent down to get it at the same time as her and they touched hands on the book. Mia looked at Jared in the eyes and giggled. He chuckled nervously and picked up the book and pulled out a little box from his pocket. He presented the box to her, "This is for you. I saw it in an antique shop last week and well I thought of you." Mia looked taken aback and blushed.

"Jared really? You got me a gift? But, what for?" She took the box and stood up. Jared stood too.

"Well I have been wanting to tell you something for a while and I...uh...just didn't have the courage until...well...I had the right thing to help me." He strummed his fingers on the book waiting, "Well open it." Mia laughed and apologized the opened the box. Inside was necklace with a strange charm on it. The charm was of a human looking head but it had horn on it pointing up.

"Oh Jared this is incredible, where did you find this?" Mia beamed as she turned around toward the light more to get a better look at the gift she had just received. Jared also turned his back pleased with himself as he placed the book he had dropped on the self.

"It was just lying there in the cabinet and I knew it was the one for you, Mia...I..." But he was suddenly interrupted because they lights began to flicker, "What's going on? Are you seeing this Mia? You this the breaker is going out?" Jared turned around back to Mia and she was two inches away from his face. He shouted and backed away.

"Oh sorry Jared did I scare you?" Mia said.

"Yeah just a little." The lights stopped flickering and were brighter than ever. Jared could see that Mia put the necklace on. "Oh I'm glad you like it, anyway what I was trying to tell you is that I wanted to take yo-" but his sentence was cut off by Mia's hand grabbing Jared's neck and picking him up off the ground. "Mia...wha-...why..."

"Mia's gone J. God you took forever to give her this Amulet! A week ago? Really? You've had this thing for over a month." Mia smiled but it wasn't Mia and it wasn't really a smile.

"How...di-"

"We've been watching you," Mia blinked her eyes and when they opened again they were pure black. Black as a moonless night. Jared tried to scream but with Mia's hand around his throat there was no way any sound would come out. She blinked again while laughing manically and her eyes went back to normal. "Come on Jared, do you honestly think that she would ugh-...ah!" all of a sudden Mia grunted and let go of Jared's neck. She pulled at her own arm and looked at Jared with softer eyes, "Jared, I'm sorry, I don't know how long I can fight her. You need to run! Run!"

He didn't waste anytime he got up and ran through the stacks as fast as he could having only just regained his ability to breathe. He heard some echoes of more grunted and screams then silence. Jared hid behind one of the tall stacks in the music section the the library. "Oh Jaaaarrrrreeeeedddd." He heard his name being called in a sing-song way. "Jared I wasn't done playing with you, it's not polite to leave without asking permission to leave." He heard the frustration in her voice. He stayed put but he could hear her footsteps getting closer. Mia continued to call out his name. She was now on the opposite side of the shelves he was hiding behind and he attempted to slow his breath so it was barely heard. "Jared you know Mia thought about you in naughty ways? She wanted you inside her in this very library. Gasp! Can you believe a goody-two-shoes like her! She's even wet for you right NOW!" Mia sprung on the other side of the stack where Jared was hiding just a second ago but he was no there. Jared sprinted for the exit but something stopped his limbs in midair and turned him around. "Jared, Jared, Jared. Did you really see and ending where you got away?" Jared tried to speak or even turn his head but he could not. The next thing he felt was pain and all he could hear was Mia laughing. The time was now 12:00AM.

Sam sat at his computer doing research yet again on the Darkness. It had been nearly a month since it had been released after the mark of Cain was removed from Dean's arm. He had books sprawled all over the table oh myth and oracles and science. Anything that remotely had the word darkness Sam had it on the table in front of him. His eyes were starting to go blurry from all of the words and he leaned back and rubbed his eyes and down to his now stubble grown face. How long had it been since he'd had a save, two days? Did it matter? They had a serious matter on their hand. He leaned forward again to get back to research when he heard the bunker door and he sighed with relief for a distraction.

"Sammy!" Dean called from the stairs.

"Yeah in here." He was surprised to hear how gruff his voice sounded, he was more exhausted that he thought

"Hey I got food and I got us a case. Check this out." Dean clunked down the stairs in his boots with a takeout bag and a news paper under his arm. He was wearing John's leather jacket with a a grey t-shirt underneath and very worn jeans. Didn't need much more than that to keep you warm with that jacket, it was a very warm leather coat. Dean set the takeout bag down on the table then set the newspaper down face up on an article. "A guy get dismembered in a college library. Sounds right up our alley doncha think?" Sam picked up the paper.

"Victim Jared Campbell a biochemistry graduate student was found in the college public library Thursday morning by the security guard on duty making his rounds. He said it was nothing like he had seem before and could not identify the body right away there was too much blood and the body was far too dismembered to be recognizable. According to initial reports the murder took place at around midnight the night before. The only other person that was scheduled to work that night was a Professor Mia Collins and she is currently missing. So suspects have been labeled at this time." Sam looked at the pictures of the victim and the missing girl. He noticed that Mia was rather good looking but shook the thought quickly from his head. "I don't know Dean it dose sound fishy but we have way bigger things to worry about right now."

"Sam it's been a month and we got out of that trap in the car no trouble. Cas is roundin' up the Angels. You heard Death, the Darkness was something only the Angels could fight. What are we going to do sit here and keep reading books until our eyes bleed?" He slammed a book shut on the last word for emphasis. "Come on Sammy, the mark is gone! I've been out there, and things aren't quite going to hell yet and we are no where near and answer yet. Maybe this is a step in the right direction? I haven't seen anything this gory in the papers since I..." He stopped himself pushing the memory back of the time he murdered those six men in cold blood when the Mark of Cain took control of him. He rubbed her now mark free arm and shoved the thought away then smirked at Sam again, "Come on Sam I think this is really something." Sam looked at his brother. His brother. Not the demon that he had seen for the past year. He finally had his big brother back and it was truly a fantastic feeling, but he would never let Dean see it or he would hear endless jokes about he was spineless bitch.

"Ok Dean, where are we going?" Sam finally agreed as we shut his laptop to begin packing it up.

"Good ol' Omaha Nebraska." Dean slapped his hands together and dug into the take out bag and pulled his bacon cheeseburger out and with a big smile on his face he unwrapped it and took a massive bite.

The 67' Impala was parked out front of the coroners building. Dean had decided there was no point going to the crime scene as it would be cleaned by now as it had been three days since the murder. Sam and Dean walked into the office in their best black suites up to the front desk where a older woman in maybe her late 50's was reading a Harlequin romance novel and eating from a bag of pretzels.

"Excuse me." Dean said in his husky voice. She looked up from her novel then back at the book but did a double take when she saw how handsome both of the men were standing in front of her desk were.

"Yes gentlemen? What can I help you with?" She leaned forward her once luscious body now showing its age as she had gained a few pounds making her sag and the sight was not one either boy enjoyed, but it was part of the job to flirt with any female to get what they wanted. Both men pulled out their fake FBI badges and flashed them quickly so she could not see them clearly.

"We are federal agents sent here to a thorough investigation on the Jared Campbell Murder and we would like to see the remains if we could...Margie?" Sam spoke this time in his sweet boyish voice and saw her name tag on her rather large old lady breast. Sticking the name in there was a trick they learned early. Everyone loves to be called by their name.

"Oh really FBI? Well I can certainly buzz you back there." She smiled sweetly and licked her lips with lust. Dean held back a disgusted shutter but smiled in return. Margie pressed a button and the door unlocked to their left.

"Thank you so much Margie," Sam said again bowing his head in thanks. Margie waved flirtatiously at the boys as they walked through the door.

"Grandma Nutt back there looked like she was about to jump our bones. I think she's read Fifty Shades of Grey a one too many times." Dean joked and Sam smiled as he missed his brothers jokes after a year of sulking and brooding. They walked down the hallway to the autopsy room where an older male doctor sat at a desk in a separate tiny office next to the autopsy room. He turned towards them as they entered.

"Can I help you gentlemen?" He queried.

"Yes you can sir." Dean said as he reached for his badge again, "My name is Agent Skynryd this my my partner Agent Clearwater." Again he flashed his badge quickly as to not reveal the fraudulent ID. "We are here to see the body of one Jared Campbell."

"Oh I didn't know that was an FBI case?" The doctor rose from his chair and put his glasses on which had been dangling from a chain around his neck. "Well it was quite a gruesome affair I must say. We don't see murders like this here in Omaha, mostly just gang related gun shot victims." He shuffled over to a stack of files and found the one marked Campbell and handed it to Dean. "Honestly if I didn't know any better I'd say well..." The doctor hesitated.

"Well what?" Sam encouraged.

"Well it is almost as if he had been tied up on from his writs and ankles, then they were torn out in all four different directions. But there was no evidence of rope burns and no rope at the crime scene. Well maybe you two can see something I didn't. He's in locker four." He pointed to the freezer then took his leave back into his little office as before. Dean and Sam watched the doctor until he sat back down and was completely distracted before dean shoved the file folder into his brother's chest causing Sam to be taken aback and gasp.

"Here you go little brother." Dean walked over to the locker and opened it as a stream of fog flowed out as the cold air hit the warm air of the room. He pulled out the table and the body was clearly in pieces because it had been places in plastic containers instead of being laid out. "Alright lets see what Jared here can tell us." He opened up the first container with both he and Sam looking over it and in unison both let out disgusted noises. "Oh man that ain't natural." Dean grabbed the file back from Sam, "Changed my mind, you look at Mr. Potato head." Sam rolled his eyes and looked around for something to use so he didn't actually have to touch the body. Unsuccessful he found some gloves and picked up one of Jared's legs that had been ripped from the knee down. Both he and Dean let out another round of gags and putrid sounds. "Come on man we just ate."

"Did you want to do this Dean?" Sam said sternly looking up at him. Dean quickly felt chastised and found a chair sat in it and started looking in the file. Sam continued to pull out body parts and tired to hold down his lunch. Then something caught Sam's eye on the back of Jared's left hand. "Hey Dean, can you bring that magnifier over here?" Dean looked up and around for a moment then saw the device in the corner and brought it to his brother who was just setting the limb on the table with the back of the hand facing up. Sam turned the light on and saw FE103.56 scribbled in pen on the back of his hand.

"What's that? I don't recognize a number like that." Dean said questioningly.

"Of course you wouldn't. It's the Dewey Decimal system. They use it to categorize books in library." Sam spoke very matter of factly, but Dean took it very personally.

"Hey I read..." Dean paused and looked at Sam.

"Yeah I but you don't typically find busty asian beauties at the library with the Dewey Decimal system Dean, so I don't think that counts." Sam threw that back in his face and Dean couldn't come back with anything. Suddenly Sam walked over the the tiny office where the doctor sat, "Uh, excuse me but, did you see the library numbers on the back of his hand?" He asked the doctor.

"Oh yes we looked into that right away. It was a book that had the college library, it's um in the file." Dean opened the file and quickly looked through it until he found something that looked liked a title of a book. When his eyes landed on it he made a face of you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me.

"What?" Sam said and took the file him and saw the title as well and couldn't believe what he saw either. The title of the book was Supernatural By: Carver Edlund. "I thought these were all gone from existence?" He whispered to Dean.

"Apparently not." Dean said through gritted teeth.

"Supernatural! That was the title. We figured he was looking it up to read or something." The doctor remembered.

"And where is the book now?" Sam inquired.

"Oh it's being held as evidence by the police. I'm sure they will let you have a look at it." He said confidently.

"Can't wait." Dean sighed.

Dean sat in the Impala while Sam was in the Omaha Police station. He knew his little brother could work his magic and get a look at the book, besides he really didn't want to see another one of the books again. As he waited he rolled up his sleeves. It was one of those days in Nebraska where it was rather warm day in October and who knew why. He figured they were done playing FBI for the day anyway and would be heading to the motel soon so there was no need to keep up the act. As he rolled up the sleeve on his right arm he paused where the Mark of Cain had once been and now rubbed his thumb over the smooth skin. This last year had been a true test of strength for any man but especially for Dean. He had become a demon. He was going to kill his brother and then he killed death, which they had still to see the repercussions of. Just as he was about to relive some of the most horrible memories the passenger door opened and Sam got in the car.

"Hey so what did you find out?" Dean asked.

"Well Omaha police are probably the nicest cops I've met, they have a lot of gang violence in their city and they don't know how to read codes." Sam pulled out the Supernatural book and opened to the title page that had a series of numbers written in columns on it.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean looked at the numbers in confusion. It didn't even faze him that his brother took something from evidence that is in an active murder investigation.

"I think it's a cipher for this book. Jared left a message for someone to decode this." Same said looking back at the book. Dean waited for a few seconds staring at his brother.

"Well book boy what dose it say?" Dean asked impatiently.

"I don't know yet Dean there are like 15 lines here it will take me more than the 10 mins I spent in there to figure it out, hence why I nicked it. I think it would be wise for us to leave now before they notice I'm the one to took it too." He gestured to the keys and steering wheel.

"Oh right," Dean started his baby up and drove out of the parking lot. "So where are we staying this time honey?" He asked sarcastically.

"I booked us a room at the Satellite Motel it's off of 60th and L St." Sam said as he began to decode the message in the book. /I/

"Sounds dreamy. Hey did you hear anymore about the missing girl Mia something?" Dean asked as he drove down the busy streets of downtown.

"I asked and they said they haven't been able to reach her or even her parents. She lives with a roommate in midtown but they heard from a friend that her roommate was on a work related conference in Seattle so they haven't been able to contact her either." Sam wasn't even looking up from the book as he spoke. Next word. /still/

"So have they sent a boy in blue to the parents house to speak with them about their daughter's disappearance?" Dean was getting a little annoyed with the traffic and orange cones in the city, he could feel that his baby wanted to stretch her cylinders.

"Actually they did the very next day but they haven't since because they have been a little backed up. Apparently there has been an increase in the gang activity in the city. I told them my partner and I would check up on them." The decoding was taking less time than he thought as he had the next two words already. /here didn't/

"Great when should we pay good ole' mom and dad a visit?"

"Maybe tomorrow morning?" When Jared wrote the cipher he must have been rushing because Sam started to realize a few of the words were on the very next page, but he started to think it wasn't Jared who wrote it. /want kill not sure/

"Great so do you know the best burger joint in town? You know Omaha is famous for Angus Beef?" Dean started to chuckle and glanced at Sam who began to scribble frantically. "Sam?" Still no response and the pen still writing away. "Sammy what is it?" He asked now with worry in his voice. Sam put down his pen and read the whole message. /I still here didn't wan't kill not sure how long can control her save me/

"Uh Dean change of plans we are going to the girls parents tonight."

Dean knocked on the door of the address the police had given them for Mia's parents. The lights were on inside and the porch light was on but no one answered after a minute. Dean knocked loudly again.

"Hello? Mr. And Mrs. Collins?" He called out. They waited again for about 30 seconds listening carefully as they had done so many times before for any footsteps. When they heard nothing they gave each other a nod and Dean picked the lock until the door opened. Drawing their guns they entered the house and began to clear the rooms. Sam went to the left and Dean to the right. It was Sam who found the mother her stomach had been ripped open as if it had been by dogs and her intestines were lying out over the floor. Dean found the father on the dinning room table naked, castrated and beheaded. "Oh come on! Who dose that?" He yelled. Sam came running into the room and was just as shocked to see the man lying on the table and gave a look of disgust. "Sammy what are we dealing with here? I mean is this a monster , demon what? I mean I have seen demons gank people before but this is some medieval crap!" Sam and Dean began to look around the room for clues. They found no sulfur and no signs of anything else they had encountered in the last ten years of hunting together.

"Maybe you were right Dean, maybe this is the Darkness?" Sam said in a slow rather scared way. Sam walked around the table and noticed there were drops of blood on the floor where there shouldn't and he looked under a dinning room chair and was surprised with what he found. "Dean check this out!" Sam turned the chair upside down and showed his brother what he found. Written in blood was a message to them.

/Sam Dean

stop Mia

Seward next/

"So what, is this Darkness toying with us? What is this?" Dean yelled.

"Dean I don't think so. I think it's Mia. I think she is fighting for control and trying to tell us where she is going next." Sam looked around the house and saw pictures of the two dead people in the the house but also of a pretty girl. Drawing conclusions that it must be Mia he looked kept looking.

"What are you looking for?" Dean asked frustrated.

"She was an only child Dean she is bound to have pictures with other people, maybe one of them are named Seward? Quickly they began to look at all of the photos around the house. Dean stopped when he saw a rather cute picture of Mia in a light blue one piece swim suite with a margarita in her hand and sunglasses on her face.

"Is this who went missing? Damn, that is a crime? This chick is gorgeous." Dean said examining the picture as best he could taking in every curve and angle of her body. He soaked in her smile and her light brown hair and the fact that their was no ring on her finger. "How recent do you think this picture is?" He asked Sam.

"Dean we're not looking for that, we're looking for Seward, we could save a two lives here, come on focus."

"Right." Dean walked away from the swim suite picture but he came back and grabbed the 4X6 off the wall and quickly removed it from the frame and stuffed the picture in his pocket. "For later." He muttered. "I'll check the fridge there are always pictures on the fridge." He rose his voice so Sam could hear him as he exited the room rushed out as to not look like he had just done something he shouldn't.

"OK, but look out for the-" But the warning came to late as he heard Dean holler and a crash of him slipping in the blood of Mia's mother. Sam quickly ran to the doorway to check on his brother. "Uh you ok?" Dean laid on the floor opposite of Mia's mothers feet in a pool of her blood.

"Yep thanks for the warning bro." He put a thumbs up then reached up for his brother's help to get up from the floor. Sam gave him a hand and lifted Dean from the floor. "Man I just had this jacket dry cleaned." They had changed into their normal hunting attire from the "monkey" suits as they like to call them. Dean was wiping off blood from his pants when Sam looked at the fridge and he saw a picture that was labeled "Mia's Graduation with Dr. Anthony Seward."

"Dean look." Same walked to the fridge and pulled the picture down.

"Looks like we found our Seward." Dean said.

"Yeah, I just hope we aren't too late."