Jessica woke, she cracked opened her eyes. She still was in the same room she woke up with Castiel the first time. Looking around the room she found Sam in the small chair to her left. He was reading an ancient looking book. Jessica didn't make a noise she just sat watching his face. His eyes were narrowed, which made little worn lines between his eyebrows. He was scanning the page like someone looking for a piece of a puzzle. He was the younger of the Winchesters, just like his brother he too was both touched by Heaven and Hell. 11 years ago this man was finding his way through college, had a stable social life, even a girl he deeply loved. Now here he sat researching to stop the up and coming doom. He was an excellent killer but he was on a mission to save as many people as he could. Unlike Dean whose quick wit and hard ass sarcasm, Sam wore his heart on his sleeve.
Jessica tried to sit up, Sam was immediately by her side.
"Oh no no, need to take it slow." Sam gently pushed her back down on her soft pillow.
"Castiel, it worked right?" Jessica's voice came out in a grunt.
"Yes Jessica Cass has his wings back. Dean made him leave and put them to use. He didn't leave your side, and his pacing was making all of us nervous. Can you tell me what happened? Cass said you just collapsed in a seizure. He said you were fine then the next you were convulsing." Sam big brown eyes shone with his sympathy and worry... Heart on his sleeve.
"I'm fine. Sometimes God's visions can knock me on my butt. But I'm fine." Jessica motioned for the cup of water that was sitting across the room. Sam took the hint and brought it to her. The water was cool and crisp, it immediately quenched her thirst. She handed it back to Sam with a smile.
"Who are the Mikaelson's?" Sam asked in a gentle voice, "you mentioned the name while you were unconscious."
"They are the next pieces to come into play. We have Crowley, who will speak for Hell, Castiel who will speak for Heaven. You and your brother speak for humanity, and hunters. We need someone to speak for the monsters. The Mikaelson's are a very powerful family, but their world is filled with Magic, not spiritualism that we all are use to."
"Magic? And Spiritualism are two different things?" Sam searched her eyes in curiosity.
"Yes, think of it like a parallel world that runs alongside this one. But you both occupy the same world. You are like two countries who have never known of each other, but you both feel the effects of each other," Jessica could see Sam's face grow in confusion. "Look it's hard to grasp which is why God took me away for a second so he could explain it better. I don't fully understand it either but they are key to help us end the darkness. We need Dean, Cass, and Crowley together so I can explain it to everyone."
Sam nodded in agreement. Took out his cell phone.
The boys refused to have Crowley upstairs at the conference room. They prefer the king of hell sitting in the "dungeon." Getting to the dungeon one had to wind their way through a series of hallways before finding the correct door. The walk made Jessica appreciate the men of letters even more. The secret society was stabbing in the dark and poking dangerous monsters, but they knew how to build a fortress, and all their resources went into this place.
They entered a tiny room, it looked like a store room, Jessica's immediate thought was the brothers had chosen the wrong room. Sam went to the wall to left and opened the two shelves that were split in two. They were hinged to the wall, and swung freely like a two door system. This revealed the other half of the room that was hidden. Crowley sat at a metal table chained by his neck, feet, and arms. His eyes were wide in alert. The room was cold and Jessica was deeply grateful for the zip up hoodie Sam had given her earlier. But she was still in the too big boxer shorts, her legs shivered at their exposure, Jessica wished she had some jeans on, or any type of pants.
"Well lovelies, it's about time we all had a sit down." Crowley's voice was deep, and more authoritative than it was back in Amara's company. Crowley eyed Dean who crossed the room, to pull out a chair for Jessica, who gratefully sat down. "I hope we have no hard feelings squirrel, it's seems I was only trying to kill you to impress the wrong girl."
"You know what, can it," Dean crossed his arms. "It seems we have a plan to kill that bitch, and you're apart of it. But once that is done, you're fair game and I will run a knife through your british accented ass."
The threat made no effect on the demon, he just smiled looking at the brothers. Then his smile dropped when his gaze fell on Jessica. "Well what's the plan? How can I be of service?"
"Were still missing one." Jessica looked to Sam.
"He'll be here…"
Sam was cut off when the angel appeared next to Jessica. Castiel looked at everyone in the room. "I haven't missed anything have I?" He said unsure of himself.
"Ah got your wings back I see." Crowley eyed Jessica, "probably a gift from blondie."
No one said anything. Jessica stood and walked around the table toward Crowley's seat. His brown eyes watched every movement she did, like how one watches a threat approach. He backed away a little when Jessica stood to the left of his chair.
"Do you know who I am?" Jessica's voice was deep.
"No." Was all the demon could speak.
"No? Oh come Crowley we both have changed so much. But I recognized you the moment I saw you chained to Amar's wall…" Jessica paused and Crowley remained silent. " Ah! Well maybe I have changed more, but you have built a really good illusion. Even now the Winchesters, or a garrison leader have yet to recognized you. But you couldn't hide from me, or God."
Crowley gulped his eye's wide. "You're speaking about a long time ago. It's history I am no more that man than you are King David."
"There you go! You're losing your edge Hiram." Jessica turned to look at Castiel who's eye's opened wide in amazement.
"No this is not…. no." Castiel's deep voice came out rough.
"Wait a minute, catch the whole class up on this." Dean unfolded his arms, and Sam who had been leaning on the far wall came closer.
"Hiram was an Angel who was the exalted brother. He helped build King David's palace. But after David died Hiram went missing." Castiel looked to Jessica for the rest of the story.
Jessica sat on the metal table in front of Crowley, "Yes, his friendship and loyalty were of great comfort to me. But Hiram always wanted one thing, that was to become human. He always envied humanity's free will. So Miram the angel chose to fall and become a man," the demon hung his head in shame. "Took some time but Hiram was born in Scotland. Unfortunately just like a human he had no say in what kind of family he was born to. He grew up with an abusive father, and even more abusive mother who practiced in Wicca, and dark abuse caused a fallen angel to fall even further, to a murder. And well murder's go to hell isn't that right Crowley?" Still silence, Jessica continued. "He was always good at climbing the ranks, which is why he is in the position he is in now."
"I'm still confused here, "Dean raised one of his hands. "Angel's can do that? They can become human."
"I was once human Dean. If an angel gives up his grace he can fall, and be born on earth." Castiel's voice was quiet in thought. "But surely someone in heaven had to know."
"Naomi knew, they were once lovers." Jessica's stated, eye's never leaving Crowley's form in front of her.
"Makes sense. It is why he has no soul, even though we have tried to find it. He didn't want us to have his bones and find out the true story." Sam stated.
"It is also the reason why he couldn't kill any of you. Winchester Brothers are known to every angel even before you were born. Also why he has saved your lives, even your's Castiel." Jessica watched Crowley closely, there was another reason why he couldn't let Castiel die but enough of this man's secrets have come to light today. Jessica would let that secret come to light on its own time." Its why he strived to be close to you Dean, brothers love, family love is what he has always wanted. What he craved as a human but never got. It is also why we unlike other monsters never underestimated you."
"Head cannon!" Dean exclaimed..
"HIram…" Jessica spoke softly to Crowley. The demon lifted his head slightly barely looking at Jessica. Jessica took pity on the creature. She reached out and stroked his bearded cheek, at first he flinched at her touch but then embraced it. "Hiram, old friend we need your help. We were once friends, you are not completely gone."
"What do you need?" Crowley's voice was low and soft.
"Demons we need hell and it's demons. Including access to the cage." Jessica leaned back.
"Okay here is the plan. You all represents God's creation." Jessica motioned to the four of them.
"Demons," pointing to Crowley.
"Angel's," pointing to Castiel.
"Humanity," pointing to Sam.
"And hunters," pointing to Dean. "Now out of God's creation what are we missing?"
Everyone exchanged glances, Sam sighed. "Monsters were missing monsters."
"Yes! Good!" Jessica exclaimed.
"No wait why do we need monster's. This is just a God fight, heaven and hell. Light and dark, why do we need humanity, and monsters in the mix?" Dean stated.
"Because that's where you are wrong. The darkness is here to destroy God's creation. Everything that exist here is because of God's betrayal of his sister. He had to lock her away to create everything we know. It's not just heaven and hell's existence that is held in the balance. But everything! Monsters, Hunters, even disney land is in the balance. Her revenge on God is to destroy everything!" Jessica paused, but their were not more questions. "That's why I crashed upstairs. God needs all of us to set the board in this chess game."
"Okay so we go grab a couple of monsters explain the situation then what all monsters will do what we say?" Dean's voice sounded sarcastic.
"Not you. Me. You guys are monster killers. You give nightmares to the nightmares. Myself and Castiel will go." Jessica pointed to the angel.
"Mikaelson's, those are the monsters you are looking into bringing in this war?" Sam spoke.
"Yes the Mikaelson's are a powerful family. Monsters will listen and follow them." Jessica said.
"But wait, how do you know they will just listen? And more importantly why would they even help?" Dean was getting sarcastic. "I don't know about you but monster's aren't a very lets sit down and discuss this kind of group."
"Because like most monsters they were human. Being a monster was forced on them. Their family alone represents vampires, werewolves, and witches. If anyone can get monsters to follow them it's this ruthless bunch. One of them the oldest, Elijah is diplomatic to say the least. He won't just kill on the spot, he will listen and will reason. If I can get him to listen then the rest of the family will have no choice but to listen."
"Okay so what do we need to do while you and Cass are gathering this family?" Sam asked.
"I need Crowley to gather forces in hell, I need both of you to gather hunters. But quietly, I will also need you two to continue taking cases. Don't let Amara see that we are sitting up the chess board, we need her to be caught unaware. Once I have Elijah on our side I will contact you with a meeting place. It will be the first of its kind, where monsters and hunters will meet to join forces against a common enemy."