I know this is a first! A new chapter so soon, I had inspiration and I am putting off doing homework. Also I have a question for you all. When I finish this story which would you like more? A Harry Potter/ Supernatural fic or a Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Supernatural... If you can't choose I can also do both. I'm also thinking of doing a Night Vale fic I've been steadily writing. Just Night Vale though, no crossover. Tell me your thoughts! I hope you like the chapter!
**Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline.

Dean's POV

Dean's chest heaved as he straightened the car back out and put a hand to his chest. He looked in his rear view mirror and glared at the angel. "You almost got us all killed." He heeded the angel's words and pulled off into the parking lot. He parked the car and glared at the angel, "Seriously Cas, you need to start announcing your presence. A wing flutter, a cough, something!"

Castiel looked down "My apologies Dean. It's just that I've been looking into the problem and I'm worried it may not be a Trickster..." He shook his head "It doesn't matter; I haven't actually seen him so I can't be sure. You two are doing the right thing; you need to get rid of this creature."

"That's the plan." Sam nodded, "Why do we need to talk to the FBI? Isn't it better that the least we associate with the, the better?"

"Usually yes, but you'll need them." Castiel informed them, "You'll need the doctor specifically. He knows the Trickster better than any of us. He can help, also having the backup will be a big help."

Dean rolled his eyes and mocked "Yes, Agent Hotchner we are going to do a spell that will be rid of the Trickster. It involves blood and a goat skull." He paused "What? You think we're crazy? Well I can't say I blame you but you know we're telling the truth." Another pause, "I'm sorry what? You're calling the mental institution?" He stopped and turned in his seat to glare at the angel "Yeah I don't think that'll go over well with them."

The angel crossed his arms and looked away "I was only trying to help; you looked like you needed it."

Sam gave the angel a small smile "Yeah you're right. We did, do, need the help. It's just that... There are very few humans alive today who are open minded." He hesitated looking up at the tall building "It's very unlikely that they will believe a word we say."

"Make them believe it then." Castiel stated and then disappeared.

Dean hit the steering wheel angrily "I hate it when he does that!" He opened his car door and got out, Sam followed close behind him. "He makes it sound so damn easy! The idiot still doesn't understand humans at all!"

"Calm down Dean, you know he's right. We need to convince the agents somehow of what's going on."

"Why? We've done this a million times without the cops before. Why is this time any different Sam?" Dean asked angrily. He looked at the building, still hesitant about going into it. He knew that there were few friends in there for them and the one they did have was probably traumatized. The other agents seemed to have their minds closed. Dean still didn't understand why they needed to involve them in their plan at all. Sure they all had a common goal, get rid of the Trickster, but they also had different methods of accomplishing said feat.

"Come on, we might as well get this over with." Sam said a little begrudgingly. Dean grinned; it was always nice to know Sam had the same hates as he did. Authority figures were number one on that list for him.

They walked slowly up to the building, neither of them wanting to actually reach the entrance. When it did finally come into the view they stopped. Sam looked over at Dean and said with a soft voice "What are we going to tell them?"

Dean laughed and gave his brother a small eyebrow lift "I was hoping you'd be the one to talk. You always say the right thing."

Sam sighed and ran his fingers through is hair "Yeah well... I can't think of a single thing that would make us sound sane." He looked at the glass doors; they were just off to the side and out of sight. Dean hoped they were out of sight at least. The last thing they needed was for some agent to see them and invite them in. How would they be able to explain anything? The fact that they wouldn't come in or that they were hiding information from them; obviously they'd be able to see right through all of that!

"We're screwed." Dean noted as they stared at the building. "Come on, I guess we'll just have to use our amazing skills of improvisation."

Sam snorted "'Cause that always works out well!" He pushed forward and entered the building without another word. Dean cocked his head to the side in agreement and then walked in after his brother. Inside everyone was as it was before. People were on phones, looking for information on the unsub and Dean could see the team they were working within the meeting room. "Should we start up there?" Sam asked, looking at the team hesitantly.

Dean looked at Sam and then up at the wide window "I guess so; they'll be expecting us either way. I mean come on; we're the only ones who really know what's going on!"

"Besides Reid." Sam pointed out.

"Not everything though, and if we're honest he doesn't want to know what he does." Dean replied with a sad smile, "Not that I can blame the poor guy."

Sam smiled and nodded as they headed up the stairs. Dean watched Sam walk away for a few minutes and then followed his brother up. The team looked up as the two Winchesters walked in and Reid ducked his head, closing his mouth firmly so as not to give their cover away.

"We've been waiting for you two." Hotch said, looking up from the files in front of him "Where have you been?"

Dean looked at Sam and then said "Research, we know how to trap the Trickster. You aren't going to like it or believe a word we say though."

Hotchner stared at him, slowly turning his face toward Sam and back again "What are you talking about?"

"The Trickster isn't... Well he isn't human." Dean started, glancing at his brother for support. Sam was looking away trying not to laugh. Dean glared and then turned back to the boss "You'll have to believe us. We've been on his trail for months now and there is no way he is human. The things he can do... The things we've seen him do."

Hotch stared at Dean "Agent, I think it's time you go get some sleep. I can see this case is weighing heavily on you."

"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! IF WE'RE GOING TO GET RID OF HIM IT HAS TO BE TONIGHT!" Dean screamed, heads raised from their desks below and Reid was staring at him surprise. Morgan looked at Dean and in his eyes Dean saw the eyebrow raise. "Don't look at me that way Agent Morgan; you don't know anything about what we have to deal with."

Sam put a hand on Dean's shoulder and gently pulled him back. "What my partner is trying to say is that we saw something...weird last night. Reid saw it too; the Trickster is not your usual unsub." He paused and looked at the young doctor. Reid had his head ducked and he was avoiding all eye contact with the rest of his team. Hotchner glanced over at him but said nothing "I know what you're talking about. I was at the scene afterwards... What are you trying to say about it?"

"I'm saying that it wasn't a prank, that's actually what the Trickster did to the poor man. We need to stop him now, before it's too late." Sam persuaded "We know how to do this but we'll need your help... I don't know why though. A friend of ours told us that you'd all be needed. Will you help us?"

"I will." Reid said standing up. He was followed by Morgan standing up and nodding. Prentiss looked around the group and raised her voice "Me too. What do you need us to do?" Eventually the rest of the team stood up with a slow nod and agreed to help.

Sam felt like he was soaring, this was too easy. "Our friend Bobby is getting the supplies we need. We need you all to have an open mind and not call for backup. This may be our only chance to catch him. He is impossible to catch."

"What... What supplies is this Bobby fellow getting?" Garcia asked with a small voice.

Dean smirked "It may be best if we don't tell you and leave it as a surprise when you see it." He looked behind him and had an idea "Excuse me a moment." He stepped outside and closed his eyes "Cas, we need you down here. We have them on board but we still don't know what to do with them."

"Dean." A voice said behind him and Dean grinned, he knew he'd come.

"Thanks for coming so swiftly Cas. We need your help, how are they supposed to help us? We are more than capable to do the spell by ourselves!"

The angel shook his head "No, you'll need different people to say the spell with you. The team will be enough. The person putting the ingredients in cannot be the one to say it and you need eight people to say the spell together."

Dean glared at him "That wasn't in the text. Are you sure?"

A look of annoyance crossed over Cas's face "Of course I'm sure, I've seen this spell done before. This is the only way it will work."

"Why?" Dean asked.

"I don't make the rules Dean, that's just the way it has to be." Castiel put a hand on his shoulder as Dean looked away in anger, "Do you want to get rid of the Trickster or not?"

"Of course I do. I just hate to involve others; it would be so easy for them to get hurt in this!" Dean protested looking up at Castiel.

Castiel smiled sadly "I know Dean. Do you need my assistance anymore?"

"Just... Stay okay? I don't want to have keep calling you. Besides, you don't have anything else to do, do you?" Dean asked with a small grin. "One thing though, don't mention you're an angel. I don't know how much these guys can take."

The angel nodded "Okay Dean."

With a small nod Dean led the angel into the room. All eyes turned to them as they came in. Garcia blinked in surprised at the new man and smiled at him. Reid looked at Castiel with a suspicious expression but said nothing. "Who's this?" Hotchner asked after a few moments as everyone got used to the new person in the room.

Dean stared back at him with a level eyed authority "This is Castiel, he's a friend; he's going to help us as much as he can." Dean looked at his brother "Have you filled them in on what we're going to do?"

Sam shook his head "I thought we'd do it together."

Dean groaned and leaned over to mutter in Sam's ear. "The whole reason I left was so that you'd fill them in yourself." He straightened back up and looked at the leader of the team "What you're about to hear is going to sound insane. I can assure you though that all of it is the truth."

"Get on with it then." Hotch said with a small frown.

With a deep breath Dean launched into the explanation "The Trickster is a demigod, he isn't human at all. The only way to get rid of them is a spell we found. Bobby is getting the supplies we need but we need eight people to read while one person puts the ingredients on the spell. We'll summon him to the circle and then stake him."

Rossi stared between the three people "All of you are crazy! Absolutely insane!"

Sam looked over the group and sighed "Nicely done on breaking it to them slowly Dean!" Sam inhaled and exhaled in exasperation "Look we know it sounds crazy, we've given this speech to people many times before. You have to believe us though, if you don't more people are just going to keep dying." He paused for emphasis and then said "Another thing, it has to be done tonight."

"You're crazy." Rossi repeated again.

"I believe you." Reid said standing up. "I've seen too much not to." He went over and stood beside the group. His eyes challenging the rest of his team. The next person to stand was Garcia; she walked toward the Winchesters and said "If it saves people I'll believe you... I've always had a feeling there was more to life than meets the eye."

Dean grinned, he liked the tech girl. She had spunk and he was proud of her for standing up. He could tell fighting wasn't really something she believed in. The next person to stand did surprise him though, it was Hotchner, he walked toward them and as he did he said "I knew I recognized your faces. Just know that when all this is over, you won't be getting away this time."

Dean rolled his eyes "Sure, we're about to help you but you're still going to arrest us. Would it help to tell you that everything you've seen was not us?"

"Why should I believe you?" Hotch asked, scrutinizing Dean seriously "Just because we're helping you doesn't mean I don't still think that you're crazy!"

Rossi stood and said "You guys are actually buying into this? You're letting the crazy spread to you?"

"What choice do we have? We have no other plan Rossi and if this doesn't work we can just arrest them anyway!" Hotch replied, trying to convince his partner. Rossi shook his head as the rest of the team came over to their side. Reluctantly Rossi joined them eyeing the three men suspiciously "Don't think that just because you're helping us doesn't mean we don't know what you've done."

"Don't worry, we won't. So we're all agreed? We'll do the spell together then?" Sam asked looking between each member.

Hotch nodded "Yes, what do we have to do?"

Suddenly Dean's cell began to ring "Bobby! Hey I was wondering when you'd call!" He paused for a moment and small grin spread across his face "Yeah we have the eight people for the spell. Why didn't you tell me we needed it? I had to hear it from Cas!" Another pause with an annoyed grin on his face "Yes he's here, he's helping us. Where do you want to meet?" He shifted from foot to foot and then said "Okay, meet you there. Yes all of us!" An eye roll "Okay, see you in a bit Bobby."

Dean grinned at them and said "Back to the motel room."