"Cassie," Lucifer's voice croaked from behind Dean. Turning around, there was a clear trail of tears falling down his face.
Castiel looked up in shock, not noticing that his brother had returned to the house. "How much of that did you hear?"
"Enough. Why did you never tell me?"
"I just wanted to forget about it. Once you got me out... I did talk to a therapist and dealt with it. Sort of. But now..."
Mills cleared her throat and gave a little sniffle before blanking her face once again. "We have some photos of the perpetrators. I was wondering if you recognized them. Maybe around the school, while you went shopping."
Cas reached out for the photos and brought them close. He looked closely at the first one he was handed. Shaking his head with a no, he moved to the second one. He paused and tilted his head, confusion still on his face.
"Where do you recognize him from?" Dean asked, seeing his mate searching for the answer in his memories.
"At the mall..."
"Can you tell me what happened?" Mills jumped in.
"Amara... she punched him in the face."
Soon all eyes moved toward Amara as she looked on with a confused face. Racking her brain for an answer, "When was this?"
"When we went back-to-school shopping."
"Which one?"
"Which one?" Castiel parroted.
"Yeah, I punched two dudes that day. You need to be more specific."
Jody was quick to take the photos out of Castiel's loosened grasp. "These wouldn't happen to be the men you punch?"
Taking the photos, she looked through them quick. "Yeah, that's them."
"So you punched both the attempted kidnappers?" Dean asked credulously.
"I guess. I thought they would have just given up. That's what I was expecting."
"This would have been reported," Lucifer mentioned. "They would have already been in our database."
"Yeah," Amara said sarcastically. "I'm sure two alphas would love to report that they got beat by an omega half a foot smaller than them. That would look amazing to their friends."
"If this is as big as you think it is," Jody stated, "I doubt they would have wanted to make the report and be in the system. Makes it harder to track."
"Unfortunately, I don't think. I know," Amara sighed.
"You know?" Dean questioned.
"We've known what the Novaks have been up to for a long time," Amara explained. "We've suspected even longer. They're really good at hiding their tracks. It also doesn't help that their public figures. Can't even bring them in until our case is air-tight. I could go around that, but that's not advisable, or so my director says."
"We?" Lucifer asked.
"I work human trafficking cases. This investigation has lasted far too long, in my opinion," she further explained before mumbling to herself. "I could easily get a confession, but no... that's not admissible in court."
"CIA?" Jody asked.
"I'm cool, but not that cool. FBI."
"But... but you work from home?" Lucifer asked skeptically.
"I have a special laptop where I do all of my work. This way, if someone hacks into my system, they see that I'm just some alpha living in the middle of nowhere, but I do have a lot of cash. Unfortunately, FBI standard description would be way too suspicious. I have to have info leak in order for me to be a reliable consultant and shipper of goods."
"Is that where you've been this last week?" Dean asked.
"Well, supply shipments don't just happen in a day. Also, getting all the equipment set up is just a pain, especially when it doesn't work. I left after the drop to get here early this morning. Haven't heard if we got anything or not. Knowing them, we probably got nothing... again."
Jody sighed. "Any chance people have died?" she asked, already with a grimace on her face, fearing she already knew that answer.
"People go missing for so long, you just have to assume. It's that, or imagine the horror they could be going through. After Baby Omega's story, I kind of hope they died."
"We are not equipped to deal with this," Jody backed up and started pacing back in forth.
"I can have a couple of agents show up within the next couple of days. We know this started in Utah, but it has spread so much farther. At times, we're still not sure," Amara said. "Other than my partner on this case, I know the most. Give me a couple of days to get things together, and then I'll be there."
She then turned to the two alphas. "The two of you should go into work. The next few days are going to be crucial. Look farther into the cold case you and Benny are working on. That would be a great help. You're almost there."
"How do you know about that case?" Dean asked her.
"Now isn't the time for questions. Go into work until I tell you not to. You'll get all your answers then. Jody, can you make sure they go?"
"Yeah, I can do that..." Jody said as she wandered away with a confused look on her face.
"But what about Cassie?" Lucifer asked, looking between Amara and Castiel, fighting himself between leaving and staying.
"I got him," Amara reassured him. "You doing this will be a great up getting your parents locked up. I think we should focus on that first and foremost."
"Dude, you need to calm down," Dean asked as he saw Lucifer pace the aisle.
"I don't understand why you aren't freaking out. I mean..."
"Your parents are assholes. Even you told me this."
"It's one thing to know your parents are assholes. This... This is a whole other level of evil."
Benny, who had been listening into the crazy story, let out a huge sigh. "I can't even imagine... And Amara thinks that our murder case is connected."
"That's the thing," Dean tried to understand. "She... knew. Said if we worked this some more, everything would work out somehow.
"Guys...," came a voice yelling down the hallway, followed by scampering footsteps. "Guys, I found something."
"What did you find, Red?" Benny asked.
"So, get this...," Charlie began once she caught her breath. "I found several cases of murder victims that match our M.O. Several omegas across the country, male, female, hardly identifiable. It seemed that over time, this person has gotten better and better at hiding the bodies. There was one murder that matched the M.O. but didn't make sense. A beta named... Uriel Jones... was found in New Mexico with nearly the same wounds. After that, the string of omegas starts. It's almost as if this beta's death really brought about the killing of the omegas. It's bizarre. There doesn't seem to be a pattern, which in and of itself, maybe a pattern. There are leads on a couple of the omega's identities, but..."
"Hold up, Charlie...," Lucifer interrupted. "Did you say Uriel?"
"Uh, yeah. He's a beta, spent most of his life growing up in Utah, kinda fell off the map for a bit before his body was found...
"...and involved with human trafficking," Dean finished.
Charlie looked at them with shock clearly printed on her face. "Where did you get that info? I didn't see anything that would suggest that."
"Cassie told us that there was a man named Uriel, a part of our parents'... operation let's say... of selling... omegas."
"Well, I'll be damned," Benny chuckled, almost in amusement. "Looks like your friend was right. Just needed to work a bit longer."
"Winchester! Novak!" the group heard being yelled in their direction. They all looked up and saw Chief Singer with a stern look on his face. "Either one of you want to explain why I'm talking to the FBI about a human trafficking ring. And how Jody's attempted kidnapping case has anything to do with this."