'C'mon, Cas. Where the hell are you?' He prayed.
Ever since his capture by that stuck up bitch, Dean was stuck in this cell. He was a good hunter, but, these people were well trained. Why, would they kidnap him. As far as he knows, he is a legacy. His grandfather, Henry Winchester was a member.
Both his friends, Prue and Paige were captured as well. Both were powerful witches, Paige a part Whitelighter, but they had technology that suppressed magic. He had no idea where they were, but hoped both were alright. So far he had no clue why Castiel had been ignoring his prayers. He had to assume there was anti-angel and demon symbols.
He punched the wall in frustration. 'Sam, please be alright.'
Jo felt so guilty. It was all her fault that her friends were captured. She broke when Ketch was interrogating her on her whereabouts a few nights ago. His name slipped from one of the agents that were riding with them, he said the name 'Ketch' who was the responsible for obtaining Phoebe Halliwell. He was the man that ordered Jo to protect her. It was supposed a easy job, till that demon showed up. Than those angels. Then running into Dean Winchester. What else can go wrong?
"Miss Harvelle, it's time for your daily report." The man who was guarding her told her, after he was done listening to his earpiece. They were sitting in one of their interrogation rooms. Usually Jo submitted them online, but they insisted she come in person. The woman that came in was Toni. Great. Jo knew she was screwed. She heard rumors, this 'Toni' is well known to use very creepy techniques. She prayed it ended quickly.
Paige was pacing in her cell back and forth. She couldn't orb out of here. Her powers were worthless. The people here, they were pros. No doubt that they did this before. She wondered how her sister, Prue was doing. She managed to strike the men's guns away, before the British chick took out a device to suppress their powers. Paige been trying to orb and open the door to her cell for an hour, but to no avail. She hoped that Piper and Sam were alright.
Prue was sitting on a chair with chains surrounding her torso. She tried and failed to use magic to no avail. She wasn't alone, she was guarded carefully by two men with machine guns. Both claimed to have witch killing bullets and wouldn't hesitate to kill Paige and her sisters, if anything went wrong. For that Prue didn't dare to use her powers. Where is Piper and Sam, anyway?
Piper was looking in her magic book looking for answers trying in vain to find a magic spell to find her sisters and Dean, but no avail. Sam was on the phone with Jody trying to see if there was anyway the local law enforcement can find Dean. He had already called Bobby, and he said he'll look into the people who may have kidnapped them. Its been forty right hours, and no luck. They were currently waiting for the woman Charlie, but she hadn't showed up yet. The British Men of Letters. Who the heck was that? Sam had no clue. He had looked online, and even hacked into the American and British national security clearance, but no such organization existed. Whomever they were, these people are pros.
Sam dialed Castiel's phone again. No answer. Sam sighed and clicked the phone off for the moment. Victor wasn't home. He had went to the local convenience store to buy some snacks for the three of them. He promised not to be gone too long, Piper had made sure to put a tracking spell on his body, just in case. Piper and Sam didn't say much, they were too busy doing research. The room was quiet till there was a knock on the door. Piper and Sam stood up. Piper was ready to use her magic, Sam had his gun out, ready to shoot whoever was on the other side of the door. He walked cautiously towards it and motioned Piper to hide, she refused. She was a full blown witch, not a helpless girl. The knocks became louder. Sam was ready to open the doorknob till he heard a scuffle outside.
"What the hell! Who are you?" That was Victor's voice.
Sam threw the door open. Victor was holding a young red haired girl by her neck with the crook of his arm. She couldn't have been older than her early twenties. She was arguing that she wasn't the enemy, but a friend.
Sam pointed his gun at her. "Who are you?!" He demanded.
"Dad. Are you alright?" Piper asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was on my way to the store till I seen this woman driving towards the cabin where we are hiding. I turned around and followed her at a distance, just in case. Luckily, I was here." Victor was glad he came along. He was afraid that he'll lose Piper too. Phoebe was sick, and Prue was MIA. Paige, he didn't know very well, but considered her like a niece, even though technically he was her stepfather. Kinda of, if he and his ex-wife didn't divorce.
Charlie was startled. She honestly thought both told each other directions were they needed to be. Apparently she forgot to ask. Luckily, she found a Campbell safehouse in her database. The Campbell family kept their secret safehouses hidden, but they left one registered. She knew that Sam, Piper and who she assumed was Piper's father won't be safe for very long. They needed to keep moving. Frank was very flighty and demanded they bring all three to his trailer before he disappeared again.
"Wait! I'm not your enemy! I'm on your side! I'm Charlie Bradbury! I was sent to help you!" She didn't dare move, Piper and Sam were known to be deadly accurate. She didn't want to die, she had so much left to do, going to E3, working at NASA, and meeting a nice girl. Damn, Piper was attractive, too bad she was married to Sam. She had that dark hair and curvy body that Charlie liked. Oh well.
Sam still did not put his gun down. "Alright, but just a warning, we need to do some tests first, just in case."
Half hour later, Charlie was putting on some antiseptic from the first aid kit she found. Her hair was drying from the holy water she got thrown on, and her skin was currently cut from the silver Piper cut her with.
"She's clean." Sam told to no one in particular.
"Good. If I was a demon or monster, I wouldn't be here at the moment. My name is Charlene Bradbury, but I like to be known as Charlie. My boss is Frank Devereaux, and he sent me to tell you about those people that kidnapped your friends."
Piper just stared at her. She did pass all the tests, but she wasn't sure if she can trust her 100%. But she did claim to have info on that secret society. So far she had no idea why her sisters and Dean would be taken. She admitted she was sort of careless with her magic, but Dean wasn't always subtle about his hunts. She had to ask her some questions.
"Charlie, about these Men of Letters, why do they want with us? With Dean?"
"Not here. We need to move. Chances are small that the people responsible are looking for a Campbell safehouse, but I can't take any chances. We have to go."
"But..." Sam protested.
"These people are dangerous. We have to move. Now. Pretty please?" Charlie almost begged, when she saw all three give each other a exasperated look.
Dean was laying on his bunk in his prison just thinking. It's been a few days now, and he refused to say anything to his captures. That stuck up bitch was hot, he admitted it, but he knew underneath that face was a deadly snake. Her smile got tighter and tighter, everytime Dean refused to talk. She finally got frustrated and ordered her guards to escort him back to his cell. Apparently she wanted info on the hunters of the United States, and if he had any info on Jack Kline. Assholes were suspicious of him. They knew Jack was more than just a ordinary man, but couldn't figure out if he was a powerful witch or demigod. If they found out about his lineage, they were all dead.
No doubt they would love to get their hands on a Nephilim, but a Arch-Nephilim, he would be a unstoppable weapon of mass destruction. Too bad for them, Michael, and the other Archangels would kill them first. For that Dean refused to talk. They wanted to know where Sam is, and Dean said nothing. No way is he putting his family at risk. He hoped that him and Piper were alright.
Paige was doing some jumping jacks. She was going insane. She was self conscious at first since she saw a camera in her cell, but to hell with them. She needed to do something, anything to pass the time. She barely said much when that woman asked some pretty invasive questions, since she had a folder of all of Paige's life. Including a page about her parents being a witch and a whitelighter. Her father was a man that lived in the late 1890s, but died under mysterious circumstances. He was a schoolteacher. That explained why Paige loved teaching young students. Sam Wilder became a whitelighter, mortal, and a whitelighter again. He was currently in the Heavens, teaching new whitelighters how to use their new powers. It was creepy how much they knew about witches. None of these people were, but they were very interested in the Warren women bloodline. For that Paige refused to say much. She took an oath, protect the innocents. Who knows, these people could be working with demons. Ugh.
Prue was still missing. She overheard the guards talking, apparently there was a new machine to brainwash humans. Paige was worried. She knew Prue was strong but with a powerful witch under their spell, they can take over. She prayed to Michael. There was no answer. Figures.
The door to her cell opened, it was that woman, Toni along with a very handsome man. Paige would have flirted with him, but this man looked deadly.
"Miss Matthews, it's time for your interview. Please come with me."
Not again.
It was awhile later when Sam, Piper, Victor and Charlie pulled up to a ramshackled trailer just a few miles away. Piper had her book hidden inside a case with a spell etched inside so it couldn't be tracked. Sam had told her they used the case to hide the Book of the Damned.
"This the place, Charlie?" Sam asked. He was driving Baby.
"Yes, but just a warning. Frank is very jumpy. Do not approach him until I say so, he is a very paranoid man. Give me a minute." Then Charlie left the car and knocked on the trailer door. A minute later there was Charlie talking to someone, then she went inside.
"So, this Charlie, can we trust her?" Piper asked. She wondered who the hell she was. How did she know about all if these things happening? She wished she knew. But she had a feeling Charlie was a good guy. But her boss Frank. He knew about the organization. Just how much is he hiding. Plus the looming threat of God. They had to find those Tablets.
"I don't know. But we have no choice. My brother and your sisters are missing. Who knows what God is up to...looks like Charlie is done."
Sam, Piper, and Victor got out of the car. Charlie held the screen door open for them and all three went inside. What they saw made Sam stop in his tracks. Castiel and Hannah were sitting on cheap metal chairs.
Jo was led back to her cell after her "interrogation" with Lady Bevell. Her head and neck were throbbing. What she did to Jo shouldn't happen to any human being. She went inside her mind. Lady Bevell gave her a huge needle on her neck, and Jo found herself getting sleepy. Then after that her mind went hazy. She felt like there was another person inside. All of her memories were seen. Even her stay at the hospital. Fuck. Now they now about Jade and Anna. Hopefully she thought they hunters, but that was unlikely. Anna said she was a former angel. Plus Jade. Luckily Jade didn't say much, but they wanted to know who she was. Jade was smart, she spoke very little about herself and avoided Jo and Phoebe's questions.
Jo thought about her mom and the deal she made to save Jo's life. She was sure Jo was dead and was prepared to commit suicide to prevent the Hellhounds from killing Ellen as well before the mysterious man showed up. Jo had no clue where her mom was at the moment, last thing she said is that she is hunting a vampire nest somewhere.
"Mom." Jo whispered. She was a grown woman, as well as a seasoned hunter, but she missed her mom. She wanted nothing more to have her mom hold her and tell her things would be alright. She sniffled. Maybe it would be better if Jo died at Carthage, but that would have meant her mom Ellen would died as well. She prayed that Ellen was alright and far away from these freaks. Men of Letters. Who the fuck were these people?
"Mr. Ketch, Ms. Bevell, is your reports accurate?" The leader of this branch of the BMoL was saying. She didn't trust either of them, but knew both were ruthless and cutthroat and would happily kill each other.
"Yes, ma'am." Both said, giving each other a side eyed look. Both were waiting for the position needed to take over the role from their leader, Dr. Hess when she returned to Britian.
"Good. We are missing some people, no matter. They are not important. We have what we needed. Do you have the boy?"
"Yes, ma'am. He is currently in his cell. He claims he has no memory of the angel who had possessed him. Ms. Bevell here claims that his memories were wiped clean."
Dr. Hess looks at Toni, who was staring ahead with a blank expression. Inside she was seething.
"Ms. Bevell, are you sure?"
"Yes, ma'am. I hooked him up to the machine as I planned. There is nothing there. I suspect his memory was erased by an angel. Maybe by the one that possessed him. I tried to dive deep inside. There is nothing."
"I see. Never mind. He is not important to us. Mr. Ketch, you can dispose of him. As for the others, we can use them to our advantage. Especially since they know about Jack Kline. That boy needs to be found. There is rumors that he may be something more than just an ordinary human. Mrs. Bevell, I would like you to try to recruit Ms. Halliwell to our side, Mr. Ketch, I would like you to see Dean Winchester. He knows where all the American hunters are located. I want Operation E to begin."
"Yes, ma'am." Both nodded their heads respectfully. Then they both left to do their jobs.
Back at the trailer, Sam was staring at Castiel and Hannah in disbelief.
"Cas! Where the hell were you! I been praying for days! Dean, Prue and Paige is missing!"
"I know Sam. I was busy on another case."
"Doing what! Your friends are in danger."
"Becoming human. My grace is gone."