"Yes, sir. Thank you." Jo hangs up the phone. Phew. So far her boss had no clue. She told him she was borrowing a phone from Paige Halliwell, Phoebe's sister. She told him that Paige was there to visit Phoebe to make sure she was safe since there was reports of missing patients. She looked around the room. She knew the Supernatural existed, but to see actual witches? Plus two angels. Her parents didn't have a clue. Man, being a hunter was harder than it looked. She gave the phone back to Paige, who thanked her.
"Jo, we hadn't seen you in years. Why didn't you call, or text. Hell even a Metime message. Just how, are you alive? Is your mom okay?" Sam asked. His curiosity was peaked.
"It's a long story. Do your friends want to listen or no? It is pretty boring."
Prue made a fake yawn, "Actually, it looks like you three need some time to talk it over. I'm going to bed. What about the rest of you?"
"Same here, coming Paige? Paige!" Piper looked at Paige who was sitting there with a curious expression.
"What? Oh." She noticed her sisters giving her a look. Whoops. "I'm heading to bed. Goodnight. Is your angel friend going to be alright?"
"I'm calling Cas. He can take Alfie back to Heaven so he can heal. I'm sure Heaven has their own infirmary. Good night." Dean told Paige.
"Night." The sisters go upstairs.
"So Jo, what happened. We saw the Hellhound attack you. Your injuries were pretty serious. We left you and your mom Ellen at the hardware store. You were close to death. Then we saw the store blow up."
"Dean, when you guys left, the Hellhounds came in. Mom was ready to blow up the store, but there was a whistle. The Hellhounds backed off. I didn't die. I was close, but death didn't claim me. A man walked in. He was wearing a mask. We didn't see his face. I was unconscious from bloodloss and shock. He told mom he can heal me. That I wasn't dead. He took me in his arms and we went out the back. The store blew up shortly after. Mom said the man chanted something, than he made me drink a potion. Whatever he did, it stopped the bleeding. I woke up in a hospital. I was there for weeks. Mom was so happy that I woke up. I asked her what happened. She said that I was very close to death, the guy who saved me gave me a potion. The potion healed me. It was slow, but it stopped the blood from bleeding out. Then he took me to the hospital. The staff told mom, I should have been dead, I was ripped to shreds by the Hellhound. I was given a lot of blood transfusions and after they felt like I was going to pull through, they put me in surgery. I was operated on for seventeen hours. Then I was put in a medical coma for a long time. When I woke up mom was crying. She thanked God for me pulling through. She said if it wasn't for the man, we would have been dead."
"Who is that man? What about your mom? Is she okay?" Dean asked.
"I don't know. He paid for all my medical costs the only thing he asked for is that we work for him. He knew my mom was a hunter and I was a wannabe hunter. When I healed, he sent me away for training. Mom protested, but he said she signed a contract to save my life. My mom is fine. She is currently on a case in Nevada hunting a nest of vampires."
"So Ellen signed a contract to save you. I would have done the same thing for my loved ones. He isn't a demon is he?" Dean asked.
"I don't believe so. The place I went to, they were professionals. They are great hunters. The technology they have. It is amazing. You two should come along."
"Ah, no thanks. We have our own ways to hunt. Wow. Jo you look great." Sam admired how Jo looked. Her hair was shorter, she was way more muscular and she no longer had that scared look about her. She was tough and confident.
"Thanks. You sure? They were inquiring about you, plus your friends. They said they could use all the help they can get."
"I'm sure. Jo, who is the guy you are working for?" Sam was worried. He was glad Jo was okay, but deals like Jo's and Ellen's came with a heavy price.
"I don't know. He never said his name. I don't even know what he looks like. None of us do. We don't know who the leaders are. We don't even have a name. They call, we go. That's it."
"Damn. Jo, why didn't you or your mom ever call?" Dean was annoyed. All this time Sam and Dean grieved Ellen and Jo deaths, and they were alive this whole time.
"We weren't allowed to. We had to change our names, our Social Insurance numbers, everything. We had fake death certificates made up. They gave us new names. But our names changes every once in awhile. The organization we work for, they are pros. We have to keep our jobs as hunters a secret from the world. You understand why, your friends kept their secret too. I'm sorry. I wanted to reach out to you for years, but I couldn't. Besides, you two are doing fine without me."
"That isn't the point. We cared about you. We cried. Ash he gave his life for you."
"I know. Mom told me. She was glad I was out on a date that weekend. She was out buying supplies for the bar. When she came back The Roadhouse was in flames. We gave Ash a hunter's funeral, same with everyone else. We knew you needed to be elsewhere."
"Still. You could have left a message. That you and Ellen were alive but were busy. We could have kept your secret. You know us."
"I know. I'm sorry." Jo was silent.
Dean was angry. He knew he no right to be but he grieved for a long time after Jo and Ellen died. He had feelings for Jo. If he hadn't pushed her away, he could have convinced her not to be hunting. But he knew Jo. She would have followed him and his brother. Thank goodness Ellen was there to stop her. But, it wouldn't have mattered. Fate had stepped in.
Everyone was silent. Then Dean's phone rang. He checked the phone's ID.
"Cas. Where the hell are you. You left without telling any of us. Well our mission almost went to shit, we lost Anna, but we saved your teen angel. Yes, I'll let you in."
Dean got up and answered the door. Castiel was on the other side holding the phone to his ear.
"I'm hanging up now, Dean." Damn he loved Cas like a brother, but damn he can be pretty obtuse sometimes.
"Castiel, your friend is hurt. Alistair did a number on him. Can you help him." Sam was worried. He knew that Samandriel, or Alfie as Dean called him was seriously hurt.
Castiel walked over to Samandriel and put his fingers on his vessel's head. "He is greatly wounded. But if I can take him to Heaven, he can heal. As for his vessel, I can heal him. I can also erase his memory. He will have no recollection of anything. Not of Samandriel, Alistair or anything. I recommend you call your friend at the hospital. He will be missed there."
"Thanks Cas." Sam didn't know this angel or Alfie, but he was worried.
After healing Alfie, Castiel left with the flutter of wings. Alfie, Samandriel's vessel was on the couch snoring quietly. His wounds were gone, and other than his bloody clothes, he looked healthy.
"Wow, these angels are good, aren't they?" Dean and Sam looked at Jo. For a minute, they forgot she was here.
"I never believed in angels. I believe in demons, and the supernatural, but to find out angels are real. Damn. So does that mean God exists. If He does, I have a lot to say."
The next morning, everyone was in the kitchen eating the delicious breakfast Sam and Piper cooked. Sam didn't want Piper doing all the work and had helped her cook. Alfie and Jo were there too. Alfie was fine. He was wondering how the hell he got there, the last thing he remembered that he was working at Wiener Hut. He had complained that he was 'so grounded' by his parents when he got back. He was also wondering how the hell he got to San Francisco. Dean was on the phone with Jade, telling her that there was another "missing patient." Jade had ensured him that Alfie Johnson was being checked out today, along with Jaime Brown. She had asked both to come in and sign papers.
After breakfast was over Dean had drove Jo and Alfie back to the hospital. None of the sisters or Sam could come. They were worried about the spell. Jade had told them that the spell was wearing off, without Samandriel, the spell was weakening. For that everyone was relieved.
"So Piper, how is Sam doing these days?" Paige asked Piper teasingly. Paige was helping Piper do the dishes, since Sam and Prue were upstairs looking at the magic book trying to find info about Alistair.
Piper's ears were pink. "Fine. Sam is wonderful."
"Really. Cause I was up. I couldn't sleep. I heard you going in your room, then an hour later I heard someone knocking on your bedroom door. Then a door opening. You guys were trying to be quiet, but I heard the bed squeak all night. I couldn't sleep. But I bet you and Sam gave each other a boost of energy. You are still awake."
Piper's face was bright red. She honestly believed that Sam and her were being quiet.
"So how is Sam in bed? How is his attributes. C'mon Piper, I hadn't had a boyfriend for a long time now. Spill."
Piper wished at that moment the world was ending. This is not a conversation she wished to have with Paige. Yes, she had boyfriends, and other flings that she had no problems sharing, but this was different. Sam was good friends with all of them.
"Sam is romantic. Not selfish, and a good man."
"C'mon, you know what I want to hear, give me the juicy details. Is his di-"
"Paige!"
"What? Is it?"
"If I tell you one thing, will you shut up."
"Maybe, if it's not a generic answer. I want a dirty answer."
Piper was blushing. She didn't want to answer it, but Paige was looking at her eagerly. So she threw her a bone.
"He is talented. His mouth, he knows what to do with it. As for what he is packing, I'm not telling. That is for my eyes only. Sorry sis."
"Realllly. You are one lucky girl. No wonder you always look so flushed whenever Sam comes around. Damn. Too bad Dean wasn't available. He is Sam's older brother."
"You dated him once. All you did was kiss."
"I know. I was shy back then. I should have got in the back of the Impala with him. Then I could have this itch scratched."
"How long has it been Paige?"
"Too long. For some reason, no guys are swiping right at me."
"Really?" Piper looked at her sister. Paige was attractive and had a great personality. Usually she had no problem finding dates. She wondered if it was Paige's crush on the Archangel Michael that was blocking her chances with other men. Michael was nice, but he and Paige could never be. She hoped Paige got back on the swing of things. She should play matchmaker and find Paige a suitor.
Meanwhile, Prue and Sam were upstairs practicing Sam's magic spell work. Sam was getting frustrated. He practiced the chant for weeks, but the spell refused to work. The spell Sam was trying to learn wasn't difficult, but for some reason Sam couldn't get the timing right. Prue was being patient. She knew how hard some spells can be. Sam had the gift, but he wasn't born with magic like Prue and her sisters. He got blood spilled on his mouth from a demon as a baby. But Sam never complained. He used his magic abilities to do good things. For that Prue was grateful. Dean had told her about the other gifted children. Most were murdered, but the ones who embraced the dark side died violently. Like Ava, Jake and Max. Sam swore he wasn't like them.
Bam! Sam moved the object. "I did it. Finally! I moved the stupid statue. Ugh. That took weeks. I wish I can move things easily like you can."
"It is not as easy as it looks. I have to tap into my emotions to do that. I usually have to be pissed off at someone to do it right."
"Well, if you were Dean, you would have been great at hunting. No one could stand a chance with you."
"If I combine my powers with my sisters, my powers get stronger."
"Like Dean, dad and I. When we hunted together we did well. Heck, even after my dad died, my friend Cas stepped up and became a good hunter. He may be angel, but you should see how awful he was with social cues. He thought it was okay to come and go as he pleased with us."
"What do you mean?"
"He liked to fly into our rooms when we were sleeping or talk to us in our dreams, once he even flew inside our car when we were on the road. Dean almost crashed. But that wasn't the worst incident. The most embarrassing moment for Dean was when Dean was in the shower and Castiel was looking for him to find info about Lucifer. I was in the other room reading when I heard loud swearing and shouting. Dean walked out of the shower naked with shampoo in his hair with Castiel INSIDE the bathtub. Even for an angel, I could tell how embarrassed Castiel was. But then again, that could have been Jimmy Novak showing embarrassment. From that day on, Dean and I insist that Castiel calls first or we pray to him when he comes. We don't want a repeat of that incident again."
Prue starts laughing. She liked Castiel, but she understood why Sam and Dean insist on Castiel calling them first. She smiled at Sam. She saw how good of a man he was. She could see why Piper loved him so much. Sam was kind, smart and brave. Plus none of the sisters will have to pretend. Sam, Dean and their friends knew about the supernatural. She looked at Sam. Sam was moving an object that was on floor. He was trying to master his magic.
Leaving Sam to practice, Prue went to look in the Book of Shadows to find answers about Metatron or Alistair. As expected there was none about Metatron or tablets or angels, but there was info about Alistair. Wow. According to the book, he came to Earth from time to time. He was around during the Dark Ages, and even one time he was the guy who created the Brazen Bull. Credits where given to a sculptor, but it was actually Alistair that possessed him. No big shocker he left his vessel after the poor guy was thrown in. Ugh.
Prue wondered what happened to Alistair. Hopefully he was destroyed. After reading what she could she heard Dean's voice. He was back with one of his companions. Sam and Prue went downstairs to greet them.
"Dean! How did it go?" Sam asked.
"Great. Alfie here needs bus fare. I'm going to drive him to a bus terminal and buy him a ticket back to Michigan. His parents are ecstatic to see he is alright."
"Alfie, do you remember anything?" Sam wondered if he remembered anything about his angelic possession and torture by Alistair.
"No. I was in a mental ward, maybe my amnesia did that. I don't remember anything."
"Trust me kid, that is not a bad thing. Here. I giving you some travel money for food and supplies for your trip. Oh by the way, say no. If you hear any voices, say no. Got it?" Dean told him.
"Ok. Thanks for everything. I can't wait to see my parents and my sister."
"Sam you want to join us?"
"Not yet. I would like to take a nap if that is okay with everyone."
"You can sleep in Piper's room. I'm sure she won't mind." Prue told him. She knew Sam and Piper spent the night together.
Thanks. I'm going to tell Piper anyways. See you in a few Dean."
"Bye. C'mon kid." Both Dean and Alfie left.
After the dishes were done, Piper decided to join Sam as well. They both told Prue and Paige they needed sleep. After they went upstairs, Paige sighed and sat down. She wondered why Sam and Dean's friend Jo wasn't with them. She is a hunter. Maybe she needed to return to her job. She was going to check her socials till she got a text. It was from that woman, Jade.
'Greetings. I'm sure your two friends are taking your guests back home, yes? If they are tell them they owe me. I had to jump through lots of hoops to get them out. I also letting you know that Phoebe is being transferred later this afternoon. She is being taken to a secure safehouse for the time being. I promise you there will be no demons or monsters. These people that work for special guests like are used to seeing magic. I suspect there may be a Whitelighter in charge. You can come in to see her off after four pm. As for my husband, he said he prefers to meet with just you two. Prue and Paige. He doesn't want to meet the Winchesters due them knowing the Archangels. He is still in hiding, and wants to be alone.
Paige looks at the text. She thought it would be wise she kept her friendship with Michael a secret. Metatron was too flighty, they needed the Tablets.
"Paige, any news?"
"Just got a text from Jade. She told us Phoebe is being transferred to a new location. Apparently the person in charge is a Whitelighter."
"Really? I dunno. We better scout out the location beforehand just in case." Prue told her.
"How many hours do we have?"
"It's eleven now, so maybe around four hours. Or three depending on traffic."
"Can we just orb or teleport there instead? It would be a lot faster."
"True, but what if there is a magic barrier there, plus we may arouse suspicion." Prue wasn't about to take any chances just in case they were caught. Too many times they had to reset time or erase people's memories.
"Right. After what happened with Alistair, better not take any chances. Should we wait for Dean?"
"Yeah. The more the merrier. What about Piper and Sam?"
"Let them sleep. Poor things are exhausted. Especially about the stressful night they had."
They both agree. They left a note for them and when Dean came back they told him of their plans and hit the road. Traffic thankfully wasn't that bad the place was only forty minutes away. It was beautiful. Well manicured, wasn't fenced, and from they can see it had horses. They can see people riding them with handlers, presumably patients and their escorts.
It had security on the grounds, and they needed to be buzzed in. Thankfully Dean used his fake FBI badge to gain access and informed him he was an escort for Prue and Paige. The security guy looked like he didn't believe him but waved him through anyway. When they pulled up to the building Paige and Prue could see that the place is warded against monsters and demons. The murals outside were pretty, but the designs contained symbols that were designed against demon possession.
"Now what, we are here. Do we wait or can we go inside." Dean asked.
"Looks like we can go in. Let's go. Since Phoebe is getting checked in here I want to see if this place is safe. Plus see who is in charge." Prue wanted to be absolutely sure this was the right area for her younger sister.
They go inside and followed the arrows to reception. Dean didn't need to show off his fake badge, Prue and Paige told the receptionist that their sister Phoebe Halliwell was being checked in. After her name was said, the receptionist told them to wait in the waiting room for their families. She then called a number and told the person on the other side, that there was family here to sign some papers.
"This place is gorgeous. Wow. I surely hope Phoebe is safe here. Damn. I really hope she gets better before the holidays. Christmas is going to here soon."
"Already? Shit, Paige, I need to get my place ready. Sam and I need to get ready to decorate. Since the world is ending, I want a proper Christmas holiday, along with New Years. I want Cas and his family to come too, including Jenna and Piper."
"That sounds nice, but I wonder if Piper will want to come. She lives on the other side of the country." Prue was worried. She wasn't big on the holidays since her grandma died, but her sisters always insisted on celebrating. She hoped Sam and Dean came to San Francisco, their manor was big enough for everyone, including the Archangels. This would be a first for them. Celebrating with actual angels, not just one Whitelighter. Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw a friendly looking woman coming towards them.
"Hello, I am, Natalie Wasil. I am in charge of Sacred Forrest. I am the owner and CEO here. Please come with me." She led them down the hall to a office and shut the door.
"I understand you are family with Phoebe Halliwell?"
"We are her sisters. I'm Prue and this is my sister Paige Matthews."
"I see. and this is your brother?"
"Um, no he is a good friend of ours."
"Dean." He only gave his first name, he wasn't sure what to to tell her.
"Dean...sorry, what is your last name?"
"Winchester." Dean was going to lie, but he found that he couldn't. He sensed this woman was more than she seemed. Dean wondered if this was the Whitelighter Paige mentioned on the drive here.
"Winchester. Hmm. Are you related to Henry Winchester by any chance?"
"He was my grandfather. He was killed in 1958 by a intruder."
"Abaddon. She was a demon that slaughtered the American Men of Letters. She is a Knight of Hell. Do not worry, I know about the supernatural. I am a Whitelighter. I used to work with Leo Wyatt. I was his superior before his promotion."
"Really, well then we have to assume you know what is going on then?" Prue was relieved, she wasn't sure what to tell her.
"Yes. For once I am glad he and your sister Piper broke things off, we thought his relationship was a distraction. With our numbers low, we need all the help we can get. Not many souls become Whitelighters. No offense." When Natalie noticed Prue and Paige giving her a dirty look. Piper and Leo really loved each other and it took Piper months to get over him.
"My apologies. My fellow Whitelighters complain I can be too blunt with everyone. Now about your sister. I can confirm she would be safe here. We have hunters and a few Whitelighters here to guard the patients. Most of our clients are witches, and we even a have a few humans that were possessed by demons. Poor things were traumatized by demons and couldn't recover as quickly as everyone else. Most were awake when they were forced to do bad things in their current bodies. Erasing their memories is not always an option, some memories are deeply rooted inside. It is our jobs to slowly introduce them back to society, since a few where possessed for many years."
"Who was the longest patient you had here?" Dean was curious.
"I cannot say, that is breaking patient confidentiality. But if too many years have passed, they stay here till they are ready to leave. Many have gone on to live new lives with new identities with our help. They acknowledged that they cannot go home and start over so we keep them up on the time that passed. A few that left this place have become hunters and some became Whitelighters after they passed away when their time came. They felt the need to protect innocents. So far we think we are doing good. As for your sister, I can guarantee she will be safe here. No demons will dare to attack. We have security 24/7."
"Will Phoebe get better here?" Paige needed to know. They knew she saw God. They needed vital information about Him. See if He was ready to attack here. So far it's been a few years since any news, but no one was letting down their guard.
"We hope so. Jade Lee, your acquaintance and my fellow colleague had informed me about the news. About God ending things. What a shame. I been a Whitelighter and lived for many years as a guardian. Funny thing is when I was alive during WW2, I was a Atheist. When I became a Whitelighter, I was surprised to see that there was a Afterlife and was even more surprised there was actual angels. Though we never knew about their existence till a few years ago. I have no qualms about no longer existing, but there are many who want to live."
"No kidding. I am not ready to die or not exist. We have a lot to do. There are innocents. We took a oath. Not even the Lord Himself has a say in it." Prue said. Prue and Paige remember their vows as Charmed ones. Dean nodded in agreement.
"I hate to interrupt but I need to get going. I need to be somewhere soon. Is there anyway we can see the grounds before we leave? Sorry Prue and Paige." When Dean noticed them exchanging looks.
"Of course. Shall we get going?"
After the sisters felt satisfied Phoebe would be safe Dean got a text. Sam was awake. He got a call from Gabriel. Gabriel had informed him that he had news. It was big. The sisters and Dean drove back to the city to see Phoebe off before she was transported. They wanted to drive behind the van before Phoebe was checked in, plus to pick up Victor, their father to provide Phoebe's medical info and insurance. Sacred Forrest was way more expensive than the hospital. The sisters were wondering how to pay for it when they were stopped by a black van. The driver they didn't recognize, but in the passenger seat was Jo, Sam and Dean's friend. They were wondering what was going on until another black van appeared behind them. Then the passenger of the van behind them got out.
"Greetings. I am Lady Antonia Bevell, British Men of Letters, London chapter. You must be Dean Winchester and your friends must be Prue Halliwell and Paige Matthews. We need to talk."