AN: Thanks for the wonderful reviews you guys, here is another chapter for you, Enjoy.

Chapter 7: It Begins

After settling one of his many conflicts and refreshing himself for the questioning eyes that awaited him from the other side of the door, he stepped out. In an instant he was hit with concerned eyes, fresh coffee, and banana nut bread. His stomach growls when the impact of the smell hit him. Putting on his most charming smile, he walks toward Chloe and his brother.

"I hope there's another coffee somewhere in there for me."

"Yes and its getting cold," Chloe said handing him his coffee.

"I hope you didn't use up all the hot water," Sam said putting his cup in the trash. Dean didn't say anything. He was to busy putting his dirty clothes in a bag and sipping his coffee. Sam was about to go to the bathroom to freshen up but Chloe stopped him.

"Uh guys I have something to ask you," she said leaving the kitchen. She sat down on the couch and waited until they join her. Once Sam was settled on the couch next to her and Dean staying by the table in the middle of the living room, she continues. "When I left to go search for you guys, I sort of gloated and mentioned about finding you guys. Telling my friends that I was going out to look for you and solve one of the most famous unsolved cases in Kansas. Well, now that you guys are here, I sort of told them that you're here." Sam and Dean shared a glance. "A friend of mine, well his mother wants to invite you guys to a welcoming dinner at her house tonight."

"What did you tell them," Sam desperately asked.

"I told them I'll talk it over with you guys."

"Chloe I don't know about this. We're really isn't in the welcoming, sharing kind of mood right now. And I doubt the looks of it either," Dean said sitting his cup down on the table.

"I know that's why I said I'll talk it over with you first."

"How many people know we're here, besides alien boy," Dean asked.

"Lana, Mrs. Kent, most likely Mr. Kent and…that's it."

"Chloe…"

"I know and I'm sorry but ever since that whole kidnapping catastrophe I had to tell them something. And now they want to meet you." Dean let out a long sigh. Sam lean his head on the back of the couch. Chloe just watched them. Silence once again took hold of the room.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt to go," Sam openly said.

"What," Dean bellowed.

"What's the worst that could happen, Dean, besides prolong questions about our life and work, which I would remind you that we are good at making things up."

"Sam this isn't the time to socialize, this is…."

"The time to heal and leave, I know Dean. You've been throwing that in my face ever since we got here. For once don't you think I'm not ready to up and go when you're ready, or when dad is. I want to find this thing that killed mom and Jess and I want to kill every evil there is in the world, but Dean…come on man, we need a break. At least for awhile." Dean just look at his brother, stun at the words he threw at him. "I'm going to take a shower, at least think about it Dean," at that Sam left to the bathroom. Dean plops down on the couch and closes his eyes once the shower cut on. He was exhausted, mentally and physically.

"Dean, Sam is right," Chloe said next to him.

"You're agreeing with him…figures?"

"Dean I'm just saying you guys look tired. You been on the road every since Mercer and way before then, then you were attack by this Davae thing in Chicago, and arrived here just last night. I think you do need a break."

"You don't know what I need," he said getting off of the couch and going into the other room.

"Dean…' she was interrupted by a knock on the door. Perfect timing, she thought getting up to answer the door. She opens it and it was Clark. He was holding two small boxes in his hands and a newspaper.

"Hi Chloe. My mom thought that you might need something so I brought these over," He said walking further in the apartment. "They're just extra bowels and utensils, some food supplies, and bath stuff. She also wanted me to remind you about the dinner tonight," he frowned.

"Yeah when I stop by the Talon she sort of invited us to dinner for tonight." Clark nods his head in understanding.

"So, how are they? I didn't hurt them too bad did I?"

"No, no they're fine."

"Yeah we've been thrown around before by creatures double your size and still manage to stand," Dean said with a smile on his face walking into the living room. "What makes you any different?"

"I guess I could take that as a compliment." Dean shrugs and walks in the living room to sit on the couch.

"Thanks Clark and tell Mrs. Kent thank you too," she said putting the items and the boxes up. She grabbed the newspaper during the process and scan over it. "Speaking of newspaper, I should call work and tell them I won't be coming in for the day. I should tell them I'm taking the rest of the week off. Say I have a family emergency. I'm sure they won't miss me," she smiles still looking at the newspaper. "Hey Clark check this out."

Clark lean toward her to see what it is that caught her attention. "Man found dead in the woods, brutally murdered yesterday night. It seems as if the police had to label him a John Doe because he's barely recognizable."

"Does it say what was it that did that," asked Dean getting up from the couch and over to the two friends.

"They say it was probably caused by a bear or a wild cat, maybe a dog, but…"

"Let me guess, bears don't really live around here." Clark and Chloe both shook their heads.

"Why, what are you thinking," Chloe ask curiously.

"I'm thinking a bear didn't do it."

"Could it be something supernatural," asked Chloe.

"Could be," Dean said walking over to the bathroom door. "Sam, move your ass," he knock on the door. The shower cut off as soon Dean's knocking stopped.

"Still think we need a break," Dean said referring to Chloe's last statement.

In the dark caves of Smallville, the man and the woman demon stood. Now settle in as their home for now. The man was engulfing in the newspaper while the woman was studying the ancient writings on the wall.

"What do you think these all mean," the woman asked tracing her fingers over a drawing on the wall. When the man didn't say anything, she turns her attention to the dark skinned, bald headed man. "Keith, what do you think this means?"

Finally bring his attention to his friend, he answered. "What is it Lilith?"

"What do you think this means? It's old but it's no writing I've ever seen."

"I don't know. Look at this," he motion for the dark blond to come and look at the newspaper. She walks over to Keith and look at the newspaper.

"It seems we made the front line news," she smiled.

"Indeed we did. Do you think the Winchesters noticed it yet?"

"If they haven't, then we just have to get them to notices." Keith smiles at her before returning his attention back to the newspaper.

"It begins," Lilith sings while dancing around the cave.

AN: The actions just about to begin. I'm trying to do the "little less conversation and a little more action" thing so it won't sound boring. I hope you guys like this chapter as much as the others. I would like to hear what you think of it so far?