The impala pulled up to a small rundown cabin. Clary climbed out of the car. Jace followed her. She took his hand. He squeezed it and gave her a small smile. He was tense, she could tell. They followed Sam and Dean into the cabin.

It was sparsely furnished and the walls were covered in sigils that she didn't recognize. Each windowsill had a line of white grain. Dean poured more across the entrance of the door.

"Salt, it keeps the demons out" he said.

"That's archaic," Jace commented.

"But it works," said Sam.

Dean opened the fridge and reached for a beer. He sat down at the table and opened it.

"Quite the place," Isabelle remarked.

Sam looked at Dean and smirked.

"It works, for now," Sam said, "we normally don't stay in one place for long."

"Oh."

Clary noticed that their bags laid the floor unpacked. She wondered what it'd be like to live like that.

"So what are we dealing with?" Isabelle asked, "Is Crowley some sort of Greater Demon?"

"Yeah he's a great pain in my ass," Dean muttered.

"Crowley is ruthless and smart," Sam answered, "he's planning something…big, but so are we."

He pulled out a broken piece of rock with strange marks. It looked ancient.

"What is that?" Alec asked.

"This tells us how to shut the gates of hell for ever," Sam continued.

"By the Angel, is that the tablet of Metatron?" Alec gasped.

"Yes, well half of it"

Jace, Isabelle, and Alec gawked at the tablet.

"I don't get it, what's so important about this piece of rock?" Clary asked.

"Metatron was the scribe of God, he wrote a collection of tablets that were lost ages ago," Alec said, "Where did you find it? And how are you able to read it?"

"We had some of it translated," Sam answered, "by a prophet."

"Kevin Tran, advanced placement," added Dean.

Sam chuckled.

"However, Crowley has the other piece," Sam continued.

"Which is why you wanted to interrogate the demon," Alec affirmed.

"The question now is why does Crowley want with you guys?" Sam inquired.

Clary glanced at Jace. He frowned.

"He mentioned my brother, well not really I didn't know he existed until a couple months ago, but-"

"He's trouble, maybe worse than this Crowley," Jace said, "he has a certain attachment to Clary and he won't stop till he gets her."

"So a punk ass kid teamed up Crowley to kidnap you?" Dean asked sarcastically.

"Sorry, if I don't shake in my boots." He continued.

"It's not just that," Clary explained, "he means to turn the world over. He means to create a world ruled by demons."

Sam and Dean exchanged worried glances.

"Who in the right mind would want that?" Dean question.

"Before he was born, Valentine made my mother drink demon blood, and it turned him into a monster," Clary said, "a powerful one."

Clary noticed Sam squirm in his seat.

"Just because someone had demon blood as a kid, it doesn't make him evil," protested Dean.

"Dean," Sam warned.

"We don't gank humans, especially kids." Dean stated.

"He's not human! Sebastian killed our brother!" Isabelle exclaimed.

"Sorry kid, Sebastian's not my problem," Dean got up and went out the door, slamming it behind him.

Sam sat at the small table playing with his pocketknife. His eyes looked like they were somewhere else.

Clary spoke up, "What we're trying to say is that Sebastian wants to open the flood gates so demons can take over, and it sounds like Crowley is up to the same thing."

"They're working together, that's the only way Crowley would know who you and Jace were," Alec added.

Sam snapped out of deep thought and looked up. He looked at Clary. She could tell he was struggling with something.

"I'll talk to Dean," and he went outside.

**This chapter was hard for me and it's a bit boring, but I figured I had to inform each group of what's going on. I swear the fun stuff will begin soon. Also I'm writing this before the next episode of Supernatural (8.10), so what ever happens in that one I'm going to completely disregard. Thanks**