Jenna was packing up her weapons. She kept glancing at her husband that was busy reading a article on his laptop.
"Dean."
"Hmm?" He was busy clicking on another website, it was considered a parody of a newspaper, the writer was writing about the legendary graveyard in Kansas, how it was a portal to Hell.
"Its been days. I'm sure Sam is fine."
"Uh huh." Dean was too distracted.
Jenna sighed.
"Dean, I'm going on a case. I'm going to fight some demons." Dean allowed her to hunt, but demons were off limits. He said she wasn't ready. When Dean grunted, she sighed. "I'll see you around."
"Have fun." As he clicked on another article.
Milton, Illinois
Jenna was following the sheriff to the jail cells.
"So was her husband abusive?" Jenna asked, she was undercover as FBI Agent Dolores Stefani.
"Ric? No. He can be a stubborn S.O.B but most men are." He shook his head at Jenna in an apologetic way.
"Okay. So was there anything else? Smell of sulfur, perhaps?" Demons were known to kill people in horrifying ways. She thanked him when he opened the door for her.
He shook his head.
"Nothing. Just cigarette smoke." Ric, the man that was beaten to death by his wife, was a smoker. His now burnt away cigarette was in an astray when the police came in.
"What about her eyes? Were they black?" Jenna blushed when he looked back at her.
"They were just eyes." When they walked to Karen's cell, both looked horrified. "Oh lord." As he crossed his chest.
Karen was found dead in her cell. Her fingertips bitten off, her body hanging in a noose. There was a message.
'Hell. Death.'
But there was another message.
'Entropy'
Jenna and Sheriff Runte watch as Karen's body was taken away in a body bag. Sheriff Runte was shaken, he knew her husband on a casual basis, he often shared beers with him during Superbowl at the local bar.
"I don't get it. Karen and Ric were the most ordinary people I ever met." Sure, Ric complained about his wife, most of them did. But it was all in jest.
"Did Karen go anywhere the day of the murder?" Jenna, she and Dean heard about a Academy, how they were trying to recruit humans. Bobby was back in Kansas trying to figure things out.
"Just the grocery store."
"Thanks for your time." Jenna needed to call someone. She was going to call her husband, but she knew Dean was trying to track down Sam. So she called an expert.
Piper was back in Lawrence, she was packing, she was getting ready to go to Scotland. She and her sisters had that travelling spell, but it was limited at the moment. They used their powers to put up anti demon wardings at the manor. She was planning on catching the first flight out to Scotland, the Director said there was something found, a prison for wayward demons. It wasn't Sam, bur Piper was tracking down every lead, no matter how small. When her phone rang she answered it.
"Hello?"
Piper was shaking her head.
"Look, there is already someone on that case." Bobby and Rufus were already on it. "Yeah, I know. But that Altar Room of Paige's, the power is completely drained. If I could, I'll be in Scotland right at that moment." They all tried using those mirrors, none had magic inside of it. Castiel said all that magic was used decades ago during WW2. "Fine. I'll be there in a few hours." She called a cab to the nearest bus station, it was a seven hour drive to Illinois. With breaks, she'll make it there after midnight.
"So she hung herself in her cell? Brutal." As much as she knew she should care, innocents were getting killed, all she cared was finding her husband. "Sure it isn't just a case of a crazy person?"
Jenna gave her a incredulous look.
"Since when are you so flippant? You would think this was Jeffrey all over again." Jenna never forgot about that case. She didn't fight Jeffrey herself, Piper and their new friends were afraid Jenna would be a target for Jeffrey's murderous rampage.
"Sorry." The Jeffery of this world was fine, Piper and her sisters managed to track down that demon in the underworld and vanquished him. They made Jeffrey get a anti demon tattoo, lying that he won a membership to a secret society. Jeffrey was delighted, he said he felt like a loser. He was getting watched over by a few hunters, just in case. "So was she possessed?"
"I didn't smell sulphur." She showed Piper some pictures she took in Karen's cell. Piper nodded grimly. "Might as well." The nearest flight wasn't for the next few days. She and Dean were no closer to finding Sam anyways. Hopefully he wasn't stuck, otherwise he'll be over a hundred years old now. Dean was checking out any nursing homes, just in case.
A young man was walking down the dark road, his car broken down on his way to see his girlfriend that lived in the next town over. He was talking to Michelle, she was annoyed he was an hour late.
"Look, I'm sorry I'm late. Yeah, piece of shit broke down on me again. My mom was pissed at me for taking off. I'm eighteen, I don't need my mom's permission to see you. I'll be there as soon as I can." Seeing car lights, he stuck out his thumb. "I think I got a bite." He laughs. "I'll see you soon." He runs over to the van's doors. Seeing a familiar face, he sighs in relief. "Hey Mr Richie." Mr Richie was his gym teacher at the high school he attended. He was also a maintenance man for the church of St. Bonaventure.
"You look cold. Come in." He was smiling, but his face and tone lacked warmth. Billy was nervous, there was something different about the man. However, thinking of Michelle, he quickly climbs in.
"Thanks." He gasps when Mr Richie grabs him by the neck. "What are you doing?! Get off me!" He screams as 'Mr Richie' takes his soul out.
Jenna thanked the waitress as she handed Jenna her the food.
"Anything else, sweetheart?" The friendly waitress asked Jenna.
"No thank you." Jenna was planning on picking up Piper at the bus station as soon as her bus pulled in. She knew Piper was strong enough to protect herself, she was a powerful witch, as well as a well trained hunter, but she was still human. There was crazy people out there. She drank her coffee absentmindedly when Billy walked in.
"Be with you in a minute Bill."
A soulless Billy was staring at the leftovers next to him. He grabs the rice and eats hungrily. The waitress, Billy's mom best friend just stares at him with mild disgust.
"Billy! What are you doing! Did you mother raise you in a barn?" She flinched when Billy glared at her.
"Don't talk to me like that!" He growled. Jenna looks over at Billy, who gave her a dirty look.
"Hey. Don't be rude." She scolded.
"Billy, what's eating you?" Vivian asked. She and Jenna watched as he rudely pushed a empty glass to the floor, shattering it.
"You. My mom. Her." He glared at Jenna.
"Watch it kid." Jenna warned. She wasn't in the mood. Dean kept ignoring her calls and texts.
"Billy? I'm calling your mom."
"No you're not." He grabs a knife and stabs the waitress' hand to the counter, making her scream. Jenna immediately jumps up to help Vivian. When Billy picked up a fork to stab Jenna, she punches him the nose, as well as kicking him in the balls to defend herself.
"Call 911!" She screams at the cook who was holding Vivian as she was screaming.
Piper and Jenna were in a local motel discussing the events the night before. Jenna couldn't sleep, she was too wired. She was drinking a cup of coffee to keep herself awake.
"So other than crazy Billy and murderous Karen, there are three others?" Jenna already checked out the jail, other than Billy, there were two men, one of them writing nonsense on his jail cell using his blood, a woman humming a Marilyn Manson song, and the other banging his now bloody head on his cell.
"Yeah." Billy, he was staring at Jenna with such hatred. Jenna hoped he didn't recognize her, she worked hard to disguise herself.
"So what are they?" Piper had a sinking feeling. It was Sam all over again.
"Not demons." She splashed Billy and everyone else with holy water as well as salt. Other than Billy, no one reacted. "Any ideas?" She yawned. She needed sleep.
"I'm calling my sisters." She couldn't use her powers at the moment, she was grateful Jenna picked her up the night before, a huge biker kept licking his lips at Piper on the bus.
Since Piper was talking on the phone, Jenna was on the phone to her husband.
"Finally! Why are you ignoring my calls?"
Dean was drinking a beer. He knew his wife was pissed, but at the moment couldn't care less. He heard what she said. He just didn't care. Sam was still MIA. Again. He already summoned an angel who denied Michael was behind it. He claimed Michael was off world searching for his Father. Dean gestured to a passing waitress for another beer.
"I'm on a case." He lied. He was waiting for his next lead, he promised to be there soon. "You're not alone are you?"
"Piper is with me."
"Good." Piper was well experienced. No demon will fuck with them. Her sisters can be there in seconds. "So demon deals?"
"No. I already checked. No one is winning the lotto or achieving their dreams." She asked Billy some questions, he chilled Jenna with his words.
"Everything is clear. I can do anything I want." Jenna remembered Sam's attitude back then. He was a self-centered asshole. She never told Dean he tried to kiss her when drunk. She slapped Sam, with him claiming it was a joke. He laughed, but the laugh was fake.
"Just a guess. Gotta go." Dean hung up on Jenna before she can say another word.
"I love you too." Jenna forced herself not to show emotions. She knew Dean was worried about Sam, but his attitude was starting to annoy her. Dean and her discussed kids, but maybe the idea can be shelved for a few more years. Sam and Piper weren't even remotely ready yet. She yawned. A nap. That's what she needed. She told Piper she was laying down.
"You lied to the Misses. So you and me are a thing now? Never thought as you as the cheating type. Guess that makes me your mistress." Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance. He hated Crowley, but he was desperate.
Piper was looking over at the pictures Jenna copied at the police station. There was Karen. She was standing beside her car. It was the next picture that made Piper wonder. That same van was seen at the other two's work. Link Staoles, the guy who kept writing nonsense was a insurance salesman. Phillip Lewis was a teacher at St Bonaventure high school. Piper didn't believe in coincidences. She woke up Jenna.
"So what are we doing here?" Piper drove Jenna's car, Jenna was in no shape to drive. Jenna was so glad Piper bought her a double espresso from Starbucks.
"We wait." Piper was reusing her old FBI badge, she was using a name from her favorite movie. "There she is." She was waiting for the ex nun. "Lets go." She was already dressed up, they walk up to the old woman and presented their fake badges. "FBI." Her alias was Agent Scarlett Leigh. "We want to know all about those demons." Who knows, they may lead her to Sam.
They were sitting in the same diner poor Vivian was stabbed the night before. Billy's mom was working her shift, she handed the former nun her tea.
"Thank you." She was angry at the police officers. Especially at the clerk. He treated her like a woman with dementia. Calling him a turd, she angrily walks out, she was determined to find proof about those demons. That is when those two agents walked up to her. Grateful that someone believed her, two agents especially, she told her story.
"So those demons. Tell us about it." Jenna, she was curious about those demons. Piper told her about that Academy. How they were stealing souls. The one in San Francisco was just one of many. Piper and Prue were forced to wrestle two former graduates. They were both found dead in their locker rooms, both beat each other to death. Probably on their master's orders. As for the others, they disappeared.
"Ms Wilkinson?" Piper was watching her stirring her tea. Her eyes were closed, she was trembling.
"Call me Julia." She sighed. "Those demons. They came to Milton." Julia never forgot about that night, she requested a transfer to another convent after that night. Especially after that poor woman was possessed. She only stayed another year, she was too afraid to attend church after that. Demons, they were invisible. She looked up that the two agents. "I said demons, and neither of you flinched."
Jenna looked around, they were speaking quietly, but there were ears everywhere.
"Not here." Piper nodded. After leaving a few bills, they walk out.
Once they were inside their shared hotel room, the former nun looks around. There was symbols everywhere.
"You two are Them aren't you." She recognized those symbols. "Neither of you flinched."
"I'm a witch."
"And I'm married to a hunter."
Julia nodded.
"Men of Letters?"
Both women nod. No sense in lying.
"Our husbands are." Sam and Dean are legacies. Piper's great grandmother and great grand aunt were acquaintances of the Order. Walter Winchester, he and his son Henry were members.
"The year was 1958."
"1958? Was there a man named Sam Winchester?" They had no idea what year Sam went to. They had all that knowledge back in Lawrence and at San Francisco, and hadn't had any luck.
"No, but he gave me his name as Father Henry. They were a lovely couple." That night, her life was never the same after that.
Milton, Illinois 1958
Henry Winchester and his partner Josie Sands pull up to the convent of St Bonaventure. Both were dressed up as priest and a nun.
"So why are we here again? Didn't your father solve this case back in the thirties?" Walter, Henry's father was here with a young Eliot Ness. Poor Eloit, he passed away from a sudden heart attack. Walter never gave details to a now grown up Henry, but Henry who idolized Eliot as a uncle, had a suspicion he was murdered by a another demon last year. Walter left the order shortly after that, and left the country with his wife to Scotland. This was Henry's final assignment before his and Josie's initiation to the Order.
"Yes, but he must have missed one demon. He wasn't here, he was in San Francisco with the angel Castiel. He sent Eliot here along with another man, some guy named Sam Halliwell. They were looking for Azazel." Azazel, he sent his demons to cause havoc. Especially after his demon, Astarte failed to get the Nexus from San Francisco. The women, Pilar and Prudecia as well as many hunters and Men of Letters were watching over it.
"Then why are they back?"
"Who knows." He saw a young nun walking out. "Ready?"
Dean hits a shot. He and Crowley were playing a "friendly" game of pool. Dean wasn't stupid, he had Ruby's knife on him. Crowley smirks at Dean. Dean was good at pool, but so was Crowley. He "won" souls from pool. Especially poker.
"Well?" Dean asked.
"Well what?"
Dean snorted in annoyance.
"What is this gonna cost me?"
"Not your soul if you are asking. Don't get me wrong, I love to trade you, but with The End coming, I won't have time to window shop." Crowley smirked at Dean when he hits the final ball. "Well done."
Dean puts down his cue.
"Thanks for buying me a drink. I'll take a whiskey neat." He smiled at Dean's annoyed look.
Once they were sitting in a corner table, Dean and Crowley sip their drinks.
"So Moose is stuck in the past. Won't be easy getting him back. The two time travelers I know are dead. Chronos was killed by a witch. And Gasion disappeared in the thirties."
"What about Tempus?"
"Dead. He was killed by Zankou."
Dean slammed his fist on the table.
"So you are saying Sam is trapped? Now what."
"Did you check in any nursing homes or obits?"
"I even checked out any cold cases dated since the twenties." Dean, he was desperate. If Sam isn't found soon...
"I have a idea, but I don't know if you like it." Crowley knew of one person.
"Anything. But. I won't make a deal."
"Spoilsport. You like flying? I have a private jet to take us to Scotland."
1958
The room was silent as Mother Superior was reading over the "official" letter from the Pope. It was real, although "silent." The Pope was well aware of evil in the world, but only lent a hand quietly to the Men of Letters. None of the holy priests were hunters, just their bodyguards. Henry smiled tightly at Mother Superior when she looked up.
Henry and Josie were uncomfortable, both went to church as children, although Henry was more spiritual than religious, while Josie was Catholic. They hated lying, especially to a group of nuns.
Present Day
"They gave false names, but that detail isn't important."
Piper hoped one of them was Sam. If that was 1958, she can use her spell to go to the past. She pulled out her phone.
"Is this him?" She sagged when she shook her head.
"No. He had short hair."
"Dammit." Usually she'll apologize to a nun, but at the moment didn't care. "Then who was the woman?" If that was Pilar, she was calling a psychic to send her back to get Sam. "Did she look like me?" She seen a picture of Pilar, she looked like her, almost.
"She was a lovely looking woman. She was wearing a habit, but I saw her red hair. She was taller than you."
"Great." They were back in square one.
"Her name was Josie."
"Josie? Josie Sands?" Dean told her about Abaddon. How she possessed Josie. She remembered seeing Josie in Daniel's tape.
"I didn't get their last names. " She looks at Jenna and Piper. "Did you two meet her?" She remembered poor Josie.
"Long story."
"Then I better get started. It all began when Sister Mary Catherine killed two people. She committed suicide shortly after by jumping from the bell tower. I took them to see Sister Agnes and Mother Superior."
Mother Superior gave Henry a cold stare when he interrupted her reading.
"Forgive me, we are in a hurry." Henry coughed when the nun sighed in annoyance. "The cardinal, he is meeting with the holy father in the morning with our report."
The mother took a second look at the letter. It was official, it was stamped with the Holy Cross from Vatican City. She silently closed it and handed it to Sister Agnes.
"Sister Julia here, she'll lead you to your room." Sisters Agnes holds her hand out to Julia. Julia nervously gestures to the door. "Our doors are open to you."
"Follow me please." Julia couldn't wait to get out of there, she was terrified of the two women. "Where would you like to begin?"
"Sister Mary Catherine's room please." Henry, he needed to see the room for himself.
Once Sister Julia was far enough, Josie whispered to Henry.
"I hate nuns." Her childhood, it was not pleasant. The church, they lied more than demons.
"Why?" He knew Josie was abandoned by her mother. She dropped off Josie when she was a little girl and was never seen again.
"Open your eyes Henry." She still remembered her beatings. Henry sighed in slight annoyance.
"We have no time for such pettiness." He knew Josie had a rough childhood, but innocents were dying.
"What's got your boxers in a twist?" Henry, he usually was more sympathetic.
"Why are we here? On the field no less?" Henry and Josie were guaranteed an in.
"It's called learning on the job. Your father, and grandfather both had to do their assignments before their initiations." Walter said he was hunting a demon, he had to capture and contain one. What his father did, not even Walter knew.
"That's just it. I fear, this is selfish on my part." Henry, he had a cold feeling. That he'll never see John again.
"What do you do you mean?" Josie, she and Henry knew each other since college. It was her that introduced him and his wife, her college roommate to each other. She never bothered telling Millie that she was hoping that Millie would help Henry ask her out. She wasn't expecting Millie and Henry to hit it off. She squashed her feelings down, it was inappropriate. Henry was happily married.
"Its nothing." Henry, he had his instructions from Walter. If anything goes wrong, Henry had to destroy the MoL bases in San Francisco and Lawrence. Walter, he was heading to Scotland on his final case. Henry hoped his parents were okay.
"Here we are." Julia points to the door. "The blood wouldn't come off."
'Nothing'
'Forever'
The third word was covered up, both Henry and Josie were straining to read it. The only thing they could make out was a large S. When Josie saw a symbol on the wall, she went back to her studies while in college.
"What is this? Sanskri, Zapoqra?" There was Latin, but there were spoken languages older than that. There were old monsters and demons that spoke the two dead languages perfectly. Men of Letters were required to master many languages before being considered for their initiations. Henry was mostly fluent, but not as much as Josie. Her memory to detail was what Henry pushed the Order to recruit the beautiful college graduate. Initiations took years, Henry was studying since he was thirteen. He was now in his mid thirties, and was only a level three. He knew Josie would be way above him, she was brilliant.
"Pre-Enochian." She smiled at Henry's astonishment. Henry might be a legacy, but she worked her ass off to have a life she deserved. She looked at the symbol starched on the wall. "Knights of Hell? Henry?" Henry's face went white.
"Trouble." He knew of three. Cain and his two prized pupils. One loyal student and one banished. He couldn't decide who was worse.
"Knights of Hell?" Piper had a dreaded feeling. They were in the Book. They were a huge army back in the day, most were slaughtered during the First War. Most were wiped out, leaving less than a dozen. Cain refused to make more, except one. The youngest Knight's identity was unknown, Hell never gave out his identity. Rumors were he was the strongest, surpassing Cain himself. He was expelled years ago, long before they went extinct.
"Wow." Jenna never faced one herself, she hoped she never did. Both Dean and Sam said they were invisible. Most of Hell's creatures were terrified of them.
"What were they doing there?" The Knights were blood thirsty beings, a convent was too small for them. They preferred bigger battles.
"I couldn't tell you. To this day, I don't know what I saw that night. We were forbidden to leave our rooms after ten pm. Mother Superior forbade it."
A young Julia was reading her bible when she heard struggles. She knew she wasn't supposed to get out of bed, but she was too curious not to check out what that noise was. Since her door was open, she went out to the hallway.
"Mmmh! Agh!" Curious, Julia went down the hallway. She had to see what those noises were. When she got to the staircase, she peers from behind the wall.
The Mother was pulling a young woman down the stairs. The young lady was struggling hard, she was trying to break free. Julia was horrified. But when she saw the Mother's eyes, she immediately ducks behind the wall. Even in the dark, she saw her eyes. They were black. She needed to find those two visitors, she had warn them. When she turned around, she was immediately punched out by Sister Agnes.
"I woke up with my hands tied." A now older Julia tells a fascinated Piper and Jenna.
Julia was looking around. There was three others. She recognized all three. They were all choir singers. They one next to her was begging silently for help with tears running down her face.
Julia was praying hard. But she knew they were on their own. Seeing a bright light, she wondered what was happening.
"I prayed and prayed. No one was listening." Piper closed her fists. She wondered how many stories Chuck wrote about that incident. All of them saw that episode with Chuck in it. Phoebe warned not to trust it. She said it was a red herring. But Piper wondered. Red herring or not, why didn't He stop her sisters from watching it? Many of their adventures were nearly identical to both shows.
"Then what happened?" Jenna's curiosity was peaked.
"I prayed hard. No one answered. Except Henry and Josie."
Julia was sobbing. She felt so selfish. Those three were gone. That same bright light was seen as soon as each person was in the room. She prayed hard for their souls, but also prayed for herself. She had tears streaming down her face when she was untied to be taken away.
Both Josie and Henry burst in and starts the demon exorcism. Julia watched as the demons smoke out. Her relief was short lived when "Mother Superior" walked in. When Henry failed to exorcise her, she flicked Henry to the wall, knocking him unconscious.
"You hunters always stick your neck where it doesn't belong." The possessed nun tells Josie.
"I'm not a hunter." She wanted to check on Henry, but she knew her and Henry would immediately be killed.
"Then what are you? Hurry. Before I kill this one."
The nuns laugh after Josie tells them.
"A woman in the Men of Letters?"
"Yes." Josie she knew her time was up. She realized too late to tell Henry how she felt. Even if he didn't say anything, her secret would be out. She could move on.
"Hmm. Maybe it's time I traded up." It looked at Henry.
"No!" Josie, she'll die if anything happens to Henry. "Take me, not him. You have my permission."
"That poor woman. The demon possessed her." Julia will never forget that night. "She loved him, even from where I was standing, I could see her face."
Josie didn't care less that Henry loved her as a sister. She wanted Henry safe. She saw Henry's letter. He refused to destroy Sacred Forrest, it was a hospital. The secret room was sealed away by Henry, even if her mind was read, she knew that place was safe. No demon or monster will ever enter those holy grounds. Angels were watching it 24/7.
"Henry, he never realized his best friend was possessed." They left the next day.
Abaddon. She was a relentless. Josie was most likely killed the moment she was possessed. Hopefully her soul wasn't at the Academy.
"So that church, is it still standing?" Jenna asked.
"Not anymore. Its been sealed for years." The Vatican, it ordered its closure. It closed a few years later.
Dean was still in the bar with Crowley. He was downing a whiskey.
"Take it easy there. No way are you driving." Crowley knew Dean was too drunk. Normally he'll be delighted if his enemies dies, but Dean was too precious for his plans.
"Mind your own business." Dean drinks another shot he ordered.
"Sam. Jenna." He smirked when Dean put down the glass. "So ready to head to Scotland? My pilot is waiting for us."
"Why Scotland?"
"Knox. An old friend is there. You'll like her, she is one for the few demons meant for the Penthouse." Crowley hated to lose demons, but after what he heard, petty annoyances like that didn't matter anymore.
"Sure. Why not." Dean knew his wife would be pissed, he swore to make it up to her. He was planning on semi retiring, he was planning on going to community college to train as a firefighter/paramedic. He and Jenna wanted to start having a family. A firefighter was a good career, he met many hunters that were one. Same with cops.
"Then let's go." Crowley nodded at his demon. Their backup plan was off.
Jenna was Piper were at the now abandoned church. There were innocents. Jenna had a angel blade, Castiel gave her his. If she squinted, she could make out ancient Enochian symbols. Piper told Jenna she wasn't hesitating on using her powers, if Abaddon was here, Piper was blowing her to bits.
"You sure your powers will work?" Strong as Piper was, she needed the Power of Three to kill Abaddon.
"Whatever it takes." They had to hurry.
Jenna goes to the basement and sees jars of brilliant white lights.
'That's what my soul looks like? Weird.' She expected them to look more spectacular. Castiel said every form was unique and beautiful. Even damned souls. Before she could free them, she was grabbed by Mr Richie. She wasn't worried, Piper was ready. He froze. Before Jenna could exorcise the demon, he was killed by Sister Agnes.
"Foolish woman. Do hunters always hunt alone?"
"The smart ones bring a friend." She hated seeing people die, but the demon deserved it. She did look away when Piper blew her up.
"That woman was dead since the early 1700s. Souls move on, even possessed ones. Let's go."
The four prisoners were looking around in confusion. Their souls were back in their bodies.
"So those four..."
"Paige already made arrangements. Since they are all targets, they will be kept safe." Piper wasn't stupid, they were all marked. "They are already there. We used magic to bring them over." Luckily the sisters had enough juice to being them across country. Piper had enough magic left over to return to Illinois. She and Jenna were making sure there was no more 'factories' in town.
"Good. Want a ride?"
San Francisco 1930
Sam was staring up at the manor. He was curious to see Pilar. He saw the Warren tree, he knew Penny was probably already born. Sam wasn't stupid to get out, Meg told him he needed to stay well hidden this time.
"What are we doing here?"
"Waiting." Meg was sitting in the back with Sam. They were heading to Sacred Forrest. Meg said there was someone there that could help Sam. "Here he comes." Meg trusted NO demon, except this one. "Drake, how did it go?"
Sam couldn't believe his eyes. It was definitely Drake, but he was in another vessel. He recognized Drake in a instant. That personality was unique. Drake smiled charmingly at the two 'men.'
"Prudencia gave it to me without a fight. Here you go." He looked at Sam. "You look familiar. Have we met?" He looked disappointed when Sam shook his head. "Too bad. Anyways I better get back. Those bounty hunters will be on my ass."
Drake was smart. Sam wondered how many times he escaped from Hell. Drake said the latest was 1900, but knowing Drake, he kept escaping way beyond that.
"Okay. We have one thing, we have to get another."
Sam been to Sacred Meadows several times, but looking at it from the past, it looked so plain, so ordinary. The sign was wooden, its words said "Welcome to Sacred Forrest." It was tiny. Really tiny.
"This is my stop. You're on your own." Meg, she knew she couldn't step on the grounds. She saw the salt and anti demon symbols.
"Where are you going?" Sam, he didn't know what to expect. He wasn't sure anyone will believe his story. He had his phone as proof, but it was risky. Eliot was away, he was on a case with Walter.
"Not home if that was that you were thinking. The Pit is somewhere you never want to see."
"Too late." It was only a few minutes, but felt like days. Lucifer's true form, Sam refused to think about it. He woke up screaming several times.
"You saw Hell and survived? Damn. Anyways, I dropping you off. Gas costs a fortune. They raised it to twenty cents a litre! What a ripoff!"
Sam wanted to laugh. But he knew inflation. The stock market took a nose dive last year, already he saw long lines at the local soup kitchens. It was the start of the Great Depression. After Meg dropped him off, he walks up to the doors. Immediately he was immediately stopped.
"Name?"
"Sam Halliwell."
"We're not hiring." He saw a hunter when he saw one. They already turned away several hunters looking for work.
"I'm checking in."
Once Sam was checked over, the security guard allowed him to walk in. Sam hid his phone in a secret place, he'll get it when he's ready. He walked up to reception. It was even smaller on the inside. Very old fashioned.
"Name?" The bored receptionist asked.
Sam was waiting to checked over by the doctor. Doctors worked at Sacred Meadows, most were psychiatrists, only medical doctors came in as a need by case basis. When he asked Charlie, she said whitelighters were the healers. Since they were gone, Paige had a few nurses that had backgrounds as hunters.
Wood paneling, old furniture, Sam knew air conditioning won't exist for a few more decades. Already, he was starting to sweat. When the door opened, he looked up.
A few hours later, Sam was playing checkers with another patient.
"Gin!"
"You win."
"Yay!"
Sam politely excuses himself. He could already tell, none of the workers here had any experience with the supernatural. Well, other than fighting. Treating patients was another story. He was free to walk around, he was only being held here for seventy two hours. That's all he needed.
Sam smiled at a cute nurse, she was smiling back at Sam. He was hoping to see Pilar, Prudencia or even Walter, but none were available. He walked up to a nurse who was writing in a chart about the three.
"You mean the owners? They are all busy I'm afraid. Mrs Baxter, she just had a baby. She won't be here anytime soon. Ms Bowen is busy in Hollywood, she is interning as a camerawoman, and as for Mr. Winchester, he left the place to qualified professionals. May I ask why you are so interested?"
"Just curious. My cousin, he is related to Walter." Kinda true, Walter was Dean in his past life.
"Well, tell your cousin that Mr Winchester is handling things just fine. Dinner won't be served for another three hours, group is about to start. It is mandatory for new patients to sit in."
"Yes ma'am." Sam was curious.
Sam was stone faced listening to the man's story. He heard it all before.
"Then I woke up to see myself holding the knife." He was shaking and trying not to cry. "My family, they were all dead. I could only watch. My daughter. I...I...oh god." He was sobbing hard. Sam didn't show any emotion, but inside, he felt nothing but sympathy. "I carved and ate her."
Sam closed his eyes. He heard everyone crying. He heard the counselor trying to keep his emotions together. Lilith, she loved to eat small babies, especially newborns. Many demons in Hell loved torturing their hosts.
The counselor swallowed.
"You are saved David. The demon, he was exorcised."
"I have blood on my hands. I will forever be a murderer."
Sam tuned out everyone that was trying to convince him that it was the demon. That guy, Sam knew he would be here for a very long time. He knew God didn't care, but sent a prayer, to ease his pain. Sam had the option to sit out, it was only his first day. Once the meeting ended, Sam walked back to his room. Who he saw in his room made him jump.
"No. No. No. You...You are not here."
Lucifer was smirking at Sam. He was in the visage of Nick.
"This is the past. Your friend, 'Douchbag Mike?' He didn't kill me yet. How's it going roommie? Miss me?"
Anna was looking around. Forrest Hills, it wasn't much different here than Sacred Meadows. She was looking outside. She's been to Scotland many times, and still couldn't believe how beautiful it was. Knox, it was getting ready to open, first day of classes were tomorrow.
She was waiting for Samuel. His old buddy, the whitelighter Edward and him were arguing about Samuel's whitelighter duties. The door was closed, but their shouting echoed down the hall.
"You say she's an innocent! She fell! I don't want the wrath of Heaven coming down here! I don't care if she's from the future! How do you know she's not working with Lucifer!"
"Lucifer is stuck in Hell! She has no pull down there, no one does. Except God. Edward, she wouldn't have come back here if it wasn't important. She needs our assistance! Remember, help the helpless, we don't turn away anyone."
Edward stares at Samuel with fury. He was right. They been around for a century. Saving witches and future whitelighters weren't the only thing they did. They helped supernatural creatures as well. The Campbell, Josiah showed them how to cure a creature turned dark. But only if they never touched human blood on their lips. An angel, this would be new to them.
"Fine. But only if you stay to help. Don't worry, I'll tell the Elders you were never seen. I swear."
"Thank you." Samuel walks out to tell Anna the good news.
"Well?"
"You can stay, but only for a few days. If you summon Heaven, especially Michael, you never saw us."
"I will." Anna thought long and hard about this. But now that she was here, what was she gonna say? Michael won't believe her. Plus, she risked her own existence. She had to think. "Fine." Anna had to be careful. Her past self was in Heaven. She cannot know her future self was here. Ever. She looked around.
"I need some ingredients."
"Why?"
"I need to make a call."
Sam had his ears covered. He was shaking in his room, trying to drown out the noise.
"Ho hum, Sammy, Sammy, Sammy." He was speaking with a megaphone straight out of the thirties. It wasn't electric, but was just as annoying.
"Don't call me Sammy!" Sam knew this was just a illusion, but he's been awake for hours. He wished he had his magic, but in the past, he wasn't born yet. 'Wake up Sam.' He told himself. If only he could ask Pilar or Prudencia for a spell to make him sane.
"You can't turn me away Sam! I'm still alive! This is a golden opportunity! You can say yes, and Michael and I can have our swords. Father wouldn't stand a chance! C'mon!"
'You're not real. This is just a figment of my imagination.' He remembered what Piper told him. She said to take control. When the djinn hybrid forced her in dream, she had to remind herself she was in charge. Sam forced himself to dive deep inside. He closed his eyes and concentrated. When he heard nothing but silence, he opened his eyes. Lucifer was gone.
"Nick wasn't even born yet." He told the imaginary Lucifer. Sam went to his corner to try to sleep, but found himself awake. Judging by the night sky, it was in the middle of the night. Since he had only a small amount of time, he decided to explore the building.
He slowly opened the door and peeked his head out and looked up and down. He had a advantage, this place was small and dimly lit. He knew what this building was, he worked here a few times, this was the administration building. The other buildings weren't built yet. Once he got out, he went and snuck down the hall. He had to write a message for Paige, to let everyone know he was okay. He just hoped he can return to his time, if not, Sam swallowed. He was never saying yes to Lucifer.
Sam hid in the gloom of the spot he was in, he needed to go to Director's office. There he can write a message. Once the security guard went on his rounds, he took the keys off the desk. Luckily he knew what key it was.
Sam was just sneaking out when he heard footsteps.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?" When he looked up, a stern looking nurse was glaring at him.
Sam was playing his part. He was on his knees praying.
"Dear Lord. Please help me find my true path. Amen."
He was wearing a robe when the nurse led him back to his room.
"Look, I understand that you are religious. There's nothing wrong with that! However, around here, we have a dress code." Sam was forced to strip naked when he heard the footsteps. Pretending to be a former member of a nudist cult, he was praying on his knees, whispering how man was born naked, and how sinful that God's Greatest Creation was being hidden by materialistic scraps of cloth. "Here. No more sneaking out."
Sam was glad she didn't lock the door. He needed to make sure his message was well hidden. Hopefully Paige got it. He didn't dare try sneaking out again, that nurse will be watching out for him. It was late anyways, Sam was getting tired. Going to his bed, he tried to go to sleep. When he felt the mattress moving he opened his eyes. He immediately leaps out.
"What? I'm tired too. Contrary to popular belief, angels get tired." Lucifer was dressed in pajamas. "This bed is big enough for the both of us. I promise, I'll keep my hands to myself."
Sam just stared at "Lucifer" in disbelief. He shook his head. To "Lucifer's" surprise, he made a makeshift bed on a floor, using the blanket, forgoing the pillow, he ordered Lucifer to lay on it.
"Here. Use your wings as a mattress. I'm going to sleep." Turning his back on Lucifer, he laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. He had to smirk hearing Lucifer's sigh.
"I swear. You remind me of Mike. He didn't like sharing either."
Sam knew he wasn't real, but he heard Lucifer's wings getting scrunched up as he laid down.
"Night!"
Sam ignored him. Sam counted the hours before his discharge. He needed to leave, but not before finding a way home.
Anna was putting her ingredients in a bowl. A extinct flower, a leaf from the Tree of Life, and a herb that grows in the edge of Purgatory. Once she drew her quadrant, she places the ring of Gyges beside her bowl. Before she chants, she looked over at Samuel.
"You don't have to stay for this."
Samuel knew he shouldn't. But he didn't want to leave Anna by herself. He heard of angels, but no Elder or whitelighters ever met one. Till now. He needed to be here, he had to protect Anna. He shook his head.
"I lost one charge. I won't lose you." Whatever Anna came back here for, it clearly was important. He did place some holy oil in place, just in case. He smiled when Anna nodded.
"Thank you."
Anna lit the fuse. Samuel had to look away, even as a whitelighter, the light was too bright for him. When he saw who was standing in the fire, he couldn't believe his eyes.
"Glynnis?"
The ancient swordswoman looked around at the flame of fire. When she looked up and saw Anna, she bowed.
"My liege."
Once Anna ordered Samuel to put out the fire, she asked Glynnis for an audience.
Samuel couldn't believe his eyes. He heard of Glynnis, but no one hasn't seen her for two thousand years. The nephilim wasn't seen since the last great war in ancient Greece, not since Emperor Constantine and Greece agreed to a truce. Details are sketchy about the battle that took place, but it was when Christianity was declared the religion of the Roman Empire.
Rumors about the War were divided. Some believe it was started by demons, others say it was the angels that started it, they were determined to eliminate the nephilims they believed they missed in the Great Flood. No one really knew, history says the Bible started from that war. Glynnis, she was the last survivor of the ancient nephilims, she was the only one that survived the Flood when Abraham's daughter Japheth took the baby from the angel that sired her. The bible mistakenly credits Japheth as the son of Noah, she was actually a woman. She did live as a man when she landed on solid land, she had to make sure she protected the baby from danger.
Glynnis was raised by Abraham's family, she was given a rune by her adopted parent, she had to hide from Heaven and Hell. As Glynnis grew up, she was trained in the art of blade smiths. She trained only a few chosen swordsmiths, she taught them everything she knew, including where to find the mystical mythril, the rock where damascus steel came from, and adamantine, long believed to be a myth. Her and her students created many fine weapons, such as the legendary Excalibur, the Bruncvik, the Staff of Life, made from the branch of the now extinct Tree of Life, the same tree Eve ate the apple from. Not many knew of her existence, not even most of the Elders. Only a few knew, like Ramus, as well as his whitelighters. When Samuel saw her he didn't know what to think. She looked like a ordinary girl. Glynnis was dressed very casually, she was dressed in a white tank top as well as a pair of blue jeans. Once she saw Anna she acted like she knew her.
"Anna. It's been too long." She shakes Anna's hand as soon as the fire went out.
Anna smiled warmly at her old friend. She made a promise to protect Glynnis, that's why she hid her for thousands of years.
"I promised your father I'll always protect you. Come, I have a lot to tell you."
Glynnis sighed at the story Anna told her.
"So the Final Battle is coming. I cannot believe it." Glynnis shook her head. "So you need weapons. Why not call Virgil? Heaven's weapons are way stronger than anything I can create."
"Virgil is gone. Long story."
"Then call Michael or Raphael."
Anna shook her head.
"They are unavailable." She didn't tell Glynnis or Samuel what happened to them in the future. "Michael is hoarding the Weapons, every angel is expected to fight when the time comes."
"You came from the future to tell me that? Why not call Michael?"
"I can't risk it." Anna knew she'll be executed. One of Michael's rules is no one is allowed to curse their Father's Name, no matter how accurate it was. Too bad Michael found out too late. Good thing she changed her mind at the last moment. "Is ninety years enough?"
"You kidding?! I'll be lucky to make a dagger! The amount of weapons you need will take centuries! Even if I had the materials, I cannot make them all by myself! I need help. Lots of help."
"I can get you an army." Samuel knew many whitelighters as well as some Elders who were ready to retire. "Will you take some humans?" He knew many hunters as well as soothsayers, gypsies, witches, as well as magicians. "I can ask over at Knox, Magic School, and Forrest Hills. All of us have magical knowledge."
"Very well. Anna, I need something from you."
"My grace." Anna knew. Gasion warned her. Even as a fallen angel, he was always neutral when it came to Anna. She was his mentor since the Beginning. Once she gives up her grace, she'll become completely human. She'll get sick, get old and die. But she didn't care, her time was over. She nodded. "Pass me a dagger."
"Wait!" Samuel grabs Anna's arm. "Take mine. My light is just as valuable." It wasn't true angel grace, but it was similar. "I was never a good whitelighter, my ignorance and cowardly nature cost me my charge." The corruption and death of Pearl Russell was all of his fault. Anna shook her head.
"You still have a mission." JD, Patty, Paige, they needed him. None existed yet. "My past self still exists in Heaven. Here."
Anna felt dizzy when her grace was drained away. She knew it was going for a good cause. Once she felt herself becoming human, she found herself getting lifted up by Samuel.
"Whoa. Easy there." Anna, she looked ready to pass out. "C'mon, I'm taking you back to Forrest Hills." He looked at Glynnis. "What are you planning on using that for?" Looking at the glowing rock.
"Time. Farewell Anna. If you survive the War, let's get some yak's milk." The drink of choice of the Roman Empire. She was gone a second later.
Samuel swore to protect the now human angel. Anna needed protection. Every demon in Hell will want her, especially Alistair. Forrest Hills wouldn't be enough. He was taking her to Knox. The headmaster there, Montgomery Knox, he can figure out what to do with her.
Sam was walking around the grounds, it was truly beautiful. Shame that the trees will be torn down, they will be needed for the upcoming construction that will happening in a few months. Thankfully Lucifer wasn't around anymore, Sam refused to waste his time thinking about him. Especially now, he was still alive in 1930.
He saw the patients doing their morning exercises. Sam didn't join in, he said he rather join the afternoon group. He walked towards the area where the horse stables would be in the future. Before he turned around, he saw a white building.
Huh. Sam saw this building in the future, it was all boarded up. Here it was brand spanking new, he could smell the fresh paint. He was curious, he never been inside, he doubted anyone from his own time did. When he walked in, he was startled to see how magical it felt. The air, it was heavy with it.
He knew his magic was dormant in the past, but maybe he could use the magic in here to get back to his own time. Ignoring the giant telescope, he went to find some ingredients for a spell. He didn't bother opening the large crate, he just needed a few items. A bowl, a strip of cloth as well as ingredients. This place had the herbs that he needed. He was willing to draw from his soul. A blood sigil, that should be enough to bring him to Dean. There, he can warn Dean.
The security guard saluted Eliot as he walked in. The receptionist Edna smiled at her husband.
"Eliot! I thought you are on assignment!" Edna and Eliot were good friends, they married last year just so Eliot can keep getting her health insurance when he got laid off at the police station in Chicago. Their marriage was mostly platonic, they only got together on a intimate basis on special occasions, which wasn't often.
"Is the door open?" That was the code word Walter and him used for the mirror Castiel gifted them. He promised to get them three others, he was just waiting for Balthazar to steal them behind Virgil's back. It was hidden in a large wooden crate in the observatory, Sacred Forrest's base of operations.
It was the angel Hannah that insisted it needed to be built, she claimed it would be needed for the residents as well as the employees. Both Pilar and Prudencia agreed to it, they were witches that may need to travel far for certain spells and ingredients. Walter provided the funds, he used his inheritance and cashed out the stocks to help pay for this place. Luckily he managed to do that before the crash, he didn't want his bosses, the Men of Letters controlling this place. Especially the main operations in England. He was almost completely broke, but he claimed it was worth it. Magic School, Knox, Forrest Hills, they will all be joined as one.
"The key hasn't been shipped yet." Edna's code word for magic. Eliot knew everyone here was either a whitelighter or a hunter, but he wasn't chancing it. "The courier hasn't arrived yet." Castiel, he was in assignment with Walter, they were trying to track down Gasion. Eliot was looking for Sam, he needed his help. A convent in Milton Illinois was reporting weird events, nuns were reported to be seen with black eyes. Walter wanted to come, he hated demons, but killing Gasion was more important. Castiel was coming along to help him activate the weapon needed to kill Gasion. A human couldn't wield it, only a celestial being can. A powerful angel was standing nearby to assist Walter as needed. Looking down, he saw a name. "That Sam Halliwell, is he still here?"
Sam finished the bowl. He was sure those were dragon tears, he already wasted ten angel feathers. Everyone of his spells was a bust. Sam's hands were sore from the cuts on his hands. He hoped this was it, he ran out of feathers.
Sam was pounding the large wooden box with frustration. When he felt someone pulling him away, he almost punched the guy, luckily, Eliot ducked.
"Whoa! Easy." Eliot was glad he kept his instincts sharp, he hunted every week, he was applying to work for the Prohibition Program for the US Treasury Department. Walter promised to pull some strings. Usually Eliot hated nepotism, but beggars can't be choosers, especially when Edna was moving back to Chicago with Eliot.
"Eliot?!" Sam couldn't believe it. "What are you doing here?"
"Getting you. There's a hunt, and I need some help." There was other hunters, but Sam was well experienced fighting demons.
"Not a problem. I came here voluntary, I'm free to leave anytime." Sam knew he needed help, hopefully Walter knew time travel.
"It's been a week. What's going on down there?" Anna, she was staying at Knox, she was hired to be a teacher. Since she was a former lieutenant, the headmaster wanted her to teach the hunters everything she knew. Her class ended, her and Samuel were drinking tea, Montgomery hated coffee and rarely ordered it. Anna didn't care, but she missed the bitter taste. Tea wasn't cutting it.
"Your sibling, the angel Gabriel is fighting Gasion." Samuel was listening to Heaven's chatter. Anna chose to shut off angel radio, she was depressed of falling again.
"Gabriel?" Anna couldn't believe it. "How?" Gabriel been missing for years. Not even Michael knew his whereabouts. Not till near a century later when God started the first phase of Armageddon.
"Gasion and Loki are like this." Samuel crossed his fingers. "Plus he worked side by side with Asmodeus."
"Ah. I see." Gabriel and Anna talked occasionally in the future, he said he hated Loki. As for Asmodeus, Gabriel didn't trust him. Gasion was his advisor. She knew Gabriel wanted to get back at Loki, but he was distracted by Jack. He kept saying that Loki was a snake that needed to killed. No way was Anna interfering with this fight, although she was curious on what was going on. She just hoped Walter was okay.
Samuel just drank his tea. He was curious himself, the fight must almost be over. The hurricane in the Dominican Republic was almost done. Angels. No matter what, they always justify needless deaths. He prayed hard for the people in those tropical areas. They were interrupted by the school bells.
"Back to work." Samuel hated to leave, but he was a hunter. Plus those people in the Dominican Republic needed help. After what Anna told him, it was important that he was available to work again. His bosses upstairs won't be too happy to know he was gone for a long time, but they would know that he wasn't exactly slacking off. He shimmered away.
Anna smiled when Samuel went back upstairs. He was going to get a long awaited lecture, but they will allow him to go back to work. Especially when his charge disappeared in 1958. JD was a fine whitelighter in the future, he like Samuel, wanted to make some changes. Anna got up to go back to work. Being human, at least she has experience. Too bad she was stuck training a bunch of hormonal seventh graders.
Sam was staring at the bodies of the nuns. They were all alive, it was a tough fight. Abaddon wasn't here, but her minions were. Sam wondered where she came from. Once he made sure everyone was okay, he walked over to Eliot.
"How's Walter?" He couldn't believe Walter said yes to Gabriel of all people. He must have been desperate. He couldn't wait to tell Dean.
"He's fine." Eliot stayed glued to the radio. The hurricane was mostly over, but casualties were in the thousands. As bad as he felt for those people, it would have been way worse if Gasion was kept alive. The weapon was destroyed, it was used as a final blow to the fallen angel. He needed to see Castiel. He had a way to bring Sam home, but he needed to see a demon. No way was Sam going to agree to this, but it was the only way.
Asmodeus, he and Azazel were staring at the new recruits. Most were destined for Heaven, but Hell needed soldiers. The souls were now dark and twisted, they were the newest graduates of the Academy.
"How long did it take you?"
"Hell was too long to turn them, I sent them down to the basement." Asmodeus hated it there, most demons did, but Time worked so differently there. The souls screamed for centuries. Their training harsh and brutal. But all were strong and ready to fight. The newest soldiers were well trained and obedient. "All we need is a leader."
"Sam Winchester is lost to us." Azazel hated to lose his favorite gifted child, but Sam wasn't needed anymore. "For now they can stay with me." Azazel wanted to see them fight. His own army was dead, his special game wiped out most of his special soldiers, most went to Heaven. He had Jake and Ava, but both weren't ready to fight. "You think they are ready?"
"For the hunters on Earth? Yep. Heaven? Maybe. God, we'll see."
"And It?" Azazel didn't dare say Its name. Hell was deathly afraid of the Creature.
"We'll be wiped out before we begin."
Neither demon said anything else, both knew Heaven didn't care. If the rumors were true, then they were getting their army ready as well. The other two Princes hated to return to their duties, both Ramiel and Dagon were "retired" but didn't have a choice but to come back. They were working together to train every soul in Hell, but they needed a true leader. The Queen was strong, but they needed a General. Someone who could lead.
"There are scores of hunters on the surface. Bobby Singer is a wise man." Asmodeus remarked. "We can get to him before the Valkyries." Earth was also in training, there was tons of souls that were being taken, long before their reapers can get to them.
"We'll worry about that later." What neither could figure out is why the Queen was getting targeted for death by Michael as well as Hell. Sure the Princes were away for a very long time, but checked on Hell from time to time. Zankou, one of the higher tiered demons wanted her dead. When they asked around, there wasn't any clear answer, even with their 'interrogations.'
Castiel just stared up at Sam. He'll be okay, in Sam's eyes he was staring at Castiel and Walter. Castiel was in the vessel of Pauline, Sam looked startled when he saw him. He didn't say a word, he was too busy looking at Walter who was smiling sadly at Sam. He finally accepted Stephan's death.
"Will he be okay?" Walter was saddened to see Sam in that state.
"This is the only way." Castiel looked over at Burke, warning him that if he tries one thing, Castiel wouldn't hesitate to smite him. The demon just rolled his eyes.
"What do I have to gain from the human? I have better prizes here." His prisoners were everywhere.
"Fine. A comrade of mine will be here with you, keeping the human safe." Castiel asked a favor from a old friend. The angel Lamassu was there, wearing her traditional robes and halo.
"Castiel."
Walter wondered why that angel was wearing a halo. Castiel must have wondered, he answered Walter's question.
"She's hasn't been on Earth for over three thousand years."
"I am a guardian of the Hallow. Don't worry I have someone watching its prison. Thoth won't betray us, but to ease your worries, Anna is down there watching him."
Sam, he didn't hesitate to follow Eliot. Eliot took him back to San Francisco, he said Walter sent him a telegram. He found a way to send Sam home.