Outside the bar…

As the four of them walked back to the car Angel scoffed in irritation, "Who the hell was that broad, Sam?"

"I don't really know… I only met her once. Meeting up with her again?" He frowned, "I don't know, it's weird."

"And what was she saying? We treat you like luggage?" Dean repeated angrily, "What, were you bitchin' about us to some chick?"

"Look, i'm sorry." Sam turned and stopped them from walking, already knowing this was going to start some kind of fight, "It was when we had that huge fight when I was in that bus stop in Indiana. But that's not important, just listen-"

"Not important?" Angel scoffed, "Oh, it's important. Was she telling the truth? I mean she had to be at least a little because why else would she take it upon herself to jump to your rescue like that? Obviously we're keeping you against your will, Sam."

"No, of course not." He put his hands up hurriedly, "Now, would you guys listen?"

Dean rolled his eyes, "What?"

Angel huffed when Asa motioned for her to let up on him, "Fine." She motioned, "Go ahead."

"I think there's somethin' strange going on here."

"Yeah, tell me about it." Dean glared, "She wasn't even that into me."

"Dean, not every woman on the planet is going to throw themself at you." Angel bit back, "Get over yourself."

"Listen." Sam reigned them in, "I mean like our kind of strange. Like, maybe even a lead."

She raised a brow, "You think the blonde is a lead? Why?"

"I met Meg weeks ago, literally on the side of the road." He hurriedly explained, "And now, I run into her in some random Chicago bar? I mean, the same bar where a waitress was slaughtered by something supernatural? You don't think that's a little weird?"

"I don't know, random coincidence?"

Asa shrugged, "It happens."

"Yeah, it happens, but not to us. Look, I could be wrong, I'm just sayin' that there's something about this girl that I can't quite put my finger on."

"Well, I bet you'd like to." Dean smirked, "I mean, maybe she's not a suspect, maybe you've got a thing for her, huh?" Sam rolled his eyes at that before he laughed as Dean pointed to his head, "Maybe you're thinkin' a little too much with your upstairs brain, huh?"

Asa chuckled when Angel grimaced, "Gross."

"Do me a favor." Sam got to business immediately as he doled out jobs, "Check and see if there's really a Meg Masters from Andover, Massachusetts." He turned to Angel and Asa, "Can you guys see if you can't dig anything up on that symbol on Meredith's floor?"

"We can handle that." Asa smiled, "I got a few contacts I can call about it."

Dean studied him, "What are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna watch Meg."

Angel groaned, "Sam."

Dean laughed excitedly, "Yeah, you are."

"I just wanna see what's what." Sam sent Dean a serious look, "Better safe than sorry."

Dean was still giddy, "Alright, you little pervert."

"Dude."

Angel swatted Dean's head, "C'mon." She winked at Sam before they started to cross the street, "Good luck, Sammy."

With Asa and Angel…

After a few hours of research Angel grabbed her phone and dialed Sam as she sat at the motel table.

"Hey, Ang. Whatcha got?"

Humor filled her voice. "Any luck, Sammy?"

"You and Dean are the same person."

"Ouch." She feigned offense, "I like to think that I'm the more mature sibling of the group."

"Not a chance." He chuckled, "Find anything on the symbol?"

"We did actually. It turns out it's Zoroastrian." Angel explained as she looked down at Asas research, "Very, very old school, like two thousand years before Christ. It's a sigil for a Daeva."

"What's a Daeva?"

"It translates to 'demon of darkness'. Zoroastrian demons. They're savage, animalistic, you know, nasty attitudes- kind of like, uh, demonic pit bulls."

"Wow." He sounded impressed, "How'd you figure that out?"

"We called around. Caleb actually had a lot of information. Dealt with one before."

Surprise filled his voice, "You called Caleb?"

"Uh, yeah?"

"How'd that go with Asa there?"

She rolled her eyes. She and Caleb had a brief thing when he and John linked up. The guy was cute, around her age and a damn good hunter. They just clicked, so one thing led to another…

"They don't know each other, Sam. We hooked up a thousand years ago. We're able to work together without it being weird." She winked at Asa as he came out of the bathroom after a shower and quickly changed the subject, "Anyway, here's the thing, he said these things have to be summoned, conjured."

"So… someone's controlling it?"

"Yup, and sounds like it's pretty risky business dealing with them. They tend to bite the hand that feeds them. Also, their arms and torsos."

"Caleb say what they look like?"

"No, nobody really knows. They haven't been seen for a couple of millennia. I mean, summoning a demon that ancient? Someone really knows their stuff. Pretty sure we've got a major player in town."

"Yeah no doubt."

"Dean find out if your girlfriend was legit?"

"Yeah, he found her in the phonebook and pulled up her highschool photo…"

She frowned at his tone, "Okay, well isn't that a good thing? You can relax now."

"I don't know… I just- I have a weird feeling about this."

"Awe, Sam." She chuckled, "That's called a crush. Just go ask her to dinner or something and enjoy yourself for once." Before he could argue she ended the conversation, "Have fun, Sammy."

With Sam…

Sam sat in the Impala and glanced back up at Meg's window after hanging up the phone. A few seconds later, a light turned on and Meg entered her bedroom wearing a black lace bra. Sam looked around uncomfortably before he brought his eyes back up to continue watching her. As she put on a T-shirt someone leaned next to the passenger side window and cleared their throat. He turned to see a woman standing outside the car, looking annoyed as she gestured to the window.

"Oh, no, no, no." Sam immediately shook his head as he tried to explain himself, "I'm just-"

"Pervert!" Turning she walked away angrily, "What a creep!"

Sam sat there stunned as he watched her leave. A second later, Meg walked out of her apartment, now wearing a sweatshirt and jacket as well. She walked across the street, briefly glancing at the Impala. Once she was gone, Sam, who had been hiding, sat up. He got out of the car and followed her.

Meg stopped at a graffiti-covered wall, looked around and pulled open a door, which seemed to be part of the wall. When she was inside, Sam peered out from behind a building and entered behind her. He walked up a flight of stairs before reaching a door at the top, which he attempted to open, but couldn't because it was locked. Looking around he saw a broken down elevator gate and climbed the side of it. When he reached the top, he was able to peer through the gate into a dimly lit room.

There is a black altar in the middle of the room and Meg stood in front of it. Meg reached the altar and picked up a silver bowl filled with blood. She swirled her finger around in the liquid and spoke an incantation in an ancient language. She then began to speak into the bowl but Sam couldn't hear anyone speak back.

"I don't think you should come… Because the Winchester, they're in town, I didn't know that- Yes, sir… Yes, I'll be here- waiting for you."

At the sight, confusion filled Sam. Meg sat the bowl down and blew out the candles at the altar before leaving the room. Once she was gone, Sam moved to the wall, where there was a space through which he could crawl. He hoisted himself up and climbed into the room to walk over and observe the altar. He saw several human hearts on the table, along with other ancient items. In the middle of the altar is the Zoroastrian symbol, drawn in blood.

"What the hell?"

Later on: With Sam and Dean…

Sam entered his and Dean's motel room frantically. Upon seeing him, Dean jumped up.

Together they said, "Dude, I gotta talk to you."

"We need Angel for this." Sam hurriedly said as walked to the motel table, "It's big."

"She's uh..." Dean grimaced a little, "Busy. With Asa."

"Well this is more important." Grabbing the extra key Sam walked over to her room ignoring Dean's calls and banged on her door, "Angel! I'm back and I'm coming in."

As he barged in, Angel hurriedly scrambled off of Asa with the sheets. She landed ass on the floor and instantly covered herself with the blanket as Asa covered himself with one of the pillows.

"What the hell is the matter with you, Sam?! Get out!"

Sam gave her an intense bitch face, "Am i the only one actually working this case?"

Angel scoffed, "Just… out." She got up and ushered him out before slamming the door loudly, "Get out!"

When Asa chuckled she turned around and glared, "You think that's funny? My little brother almost saw us both naked! He almost saw us doing it!"

"No, that part is pretty mortifying." Asa nodded, "But I do think it's cute seeing you around your brothers. Shows a side I'm not used to seeing."

"Ace…" She huffed when a blush came over her, "Stop."

"Also…" He got up and crossed the room to giver a kiss, first on her neck, "I love that I can make you blush…" He trailed the kisses up to her jaw, "Very easily."

Quickly she ducked his next kiss and picked up his pants before shoving them into his arms, "Don't start something we can't finish right now." Smirking she motioned as he watched her pull her clothes on, "Get dressed, hurry."

Later on they were all in Sam and Dean's room as they listened to what Sam had seen.

Dean laughed, "So, hot little Meg is summoning the Daeva?"

"Looks like she was using that black altar to control the thing."

He chuckled, "Sammy's got a thing for the bad girl."

Sam rolled his eyes as Asa interjected, "What's the deal with that bowl again?"

"She was talking into it. The way witches used to scry into crystal balls or animal entrails. She was communicating with someone."

"With who?" Angel asked, "With the Daeva?"

"No, you said those things were savages. This was someone different. Someone who's giving her orders. Someone who's comin' to that warehouse."

Dean thought for a second before glancing at some files on a nearby table. Hurriedly he walked over and looked through them.

"What?" Sam watched him, "What is it?"

"What I was gonna tell you earlier- I pulled a favor with my-" He cleared his throat pointedly, "Friend, Amy, over at the police department. The complete records of the two victims- we missed something the first time."

"What?" Angel shuffled over to him, "We don't miss things."

Dean continued, "The first victim, the old man- he spent his whole life in Chicago, but he wasn't born here. Look where he was born."

When he pointed to something on the page, Angel's entire body went rigid, "Lawrence, Kansas."

"Mmhmm." He picked up the second file, "Meredith, second victim- turns out she was adopted. And guess where she's from."

The paper reads 'Lawrence, Kansas.'

Sam dropped into the seat across from Dean in shock, "Holy crap."

"This is bad…" Angel wiped her face, "Like bad, bad."

Dean nodded just as grimly, "Yeah."

Asa looked between them in confusion, "What's the importance of Lawrence?"

"That's where we're from…" Angel explained, looking up at him with raw emotion, "That's where the demon killed our Mom… That's where everything started."

Sam looked at his siblings, "So, you think Meg's tied up with the demon?"

Dean nodded, "I think it's a definite possibility."

"But I don't understand…" Sam frowned, "What's the significance of Lawrence? And how do these Daeva things fit in?"

"Beats me." Dean shrugged, "But I say we trash that black altar, grab Meg, and have ourselves a friendly little interrogation."

Angel smirked, "You wanna run head first into this?" When he nodded she shrugged, "I'm down, Let's do it."

"No, we can't." Sam disagreed, "We shouldn't tip her off. We've gotta stake out that warehouse. We've gotta see who, or what, is showin' up to meet her."

"I'll tell you one thing…" Dean got up, "I don't think we should do this alone."

Asa sighed, "I'm here as long as you guys need me."

"No."

"No?" Asa repeated as he turned to Angel, "What do you mean no?"

"I mean…" She sent a look to her brothers and they shuffled out quietly, giving them space, "I don't want you apart of this. It's way too dangerous."

"Babe, I'm a hunter. Dangerous is kinda in my job description." He crossed his arms, "I'll be fine."

"No… This is different. This is…" She shook her head as she looked up at him, "Look, i love that you wanna help, i do, but…"

His face hardened, "It's a family thing?"

"I'm sorry Asa… I just- i don't want any more people i care about dead and that includes you."