One week later and they had accomplished nothing.

"How can we not catch a Reaper? Death likes to follow us everywhere else we go." Sam said, frustrated.

"I don't know Sam." Replied an equally frustrated Dean, "Maybe you should try sleeping with a girl. That usually brings a reaper." Sam threw his shoe at Dean.

"We need to summon death." Aviella said.

"So he can kill us. I've already been to hell and I don't want to go back."

"He knows everything about heaven and hell." Aviella snapped.

"And he wont help us." Dean snapped back.

"Well it can't hurt to find out." Aviella hissed

"I'm pretty sure death hurts." Sam interjected.

"You promised." Aviella said.

Sam looked to his brother, "We did make a promise."

"Well in order to summon Death, guess what, there needs to be dying. And I don't plan on killing anyone."

"You know." Aviella said with a slight grin, "All you need is a little pizza"

Death sat munching on his deep-dish pizza as Dean and Sam looked on, shocked.

"Pizza." Dean muttered, "Pizza is how you summon one of the most powerful forces in the cosmos."

"Well, you have to say please." Death responded, cheerfully munching on his pizza. Aviella sat down across from him.

"We need help." She said bluntly, as she took a slice of pizza.

"Ah, I always did enjoy talking to you Ella." Death responded, taking another slice of pizza. "You never sugarcoat things. Not that I mind when things are sugarcoated." He added as an afterthought. "Do you have any burgers? I've been craving red meat for a while."

"Sorry, you cannot have any burgers." Cas said. "They are all gone." Aviella shot him a glare. "We have pie." Cas offered with a nervous smile. Dean looked panicked at the thought that his precious pie would be eaten.

"I would love a slice." Death said, "Now, Ella my dear, what would you like?"

"Did death just call her my dear?" Sam whispered.

"I don't know if that's comforting or terrifying." Dean whispered back.

"I need to know everything about the pathways out of hell."

"Like the ones demons travel to get to this world." Death asked with an amused look. "Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do. Mess with the natural order."

"Are demons truly the natural order?" Aviella asked.

"They have been around as long humans."

"But are they necessary to keep order?"

"I suppose not. What do you need to know?" Death mused.

"Everything you know."

"Well my knowledge is vast."

"We're listening." Aviella leaned in.

"As you extracted from Crowley, there are 6 ways out of hell for demons. The distinction is important. But there are also Devil's gates, 6 of them. However, unlike the pathways to hell, they can only be used once. Of the original 6, 2 have already been used."

"So that leaves us 4 devils gates and 6 pathways." Dean said confidently. Death glared at him.

"Congratulations, you can do math." He mused, "As I was saying, there are 10 routes out of hell you need to close off. But that wont be easy. It will take more than your average devils trap to block these pathways off and you should hurry. An army is being built."

"What do you know about blocking off the pathways." Sam asked.

"I do not concern myself with your pathetic trinkets and charms." Death replied.

"Well do you know where the gates and pathways are?" Dean demanded.

"Of course I do I helped build them." Death snapped.

"Then can you tell us?" Sam asked.

"Honestly, I don't have the time to tell you everything and this Pizza is getting cold. But I have something that will help." A book appeared in his hands and he handed it to Aviella. "I believe this belonged to your son, he had quite a connection to the Supernatural world. I was sad to see him go. We would have the most wonderful chats."

"And this contains?"

"Everything he knew about hell, and he knew quite a lot. Here is everything you need."

"Thank you Death." Aviella smiled at him.

"Anything for you Aviella." Death smiled back, before vanishing.