Alright so here we go! Chapter Two. I hope every one enjoys and maybe leave a review? Please.

Chapter Two

Meeting The Winchesters

Twenty-five hours after her first meeting with Crowley she found herself in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. The address that Crowley gave her led her to a house that was built surrounded by a salvage yard. The outside wasn't much to look at and didn't hold her attention but the inside was a whole other story. The house was organized chaos. Books were everywhere. She also could tell from looking around that this Bobby Singer, the man who sold his soul to Crowley to find Death, was a man that drank... a lot. Liquor bottles of all kinds set around his house.

She looked around to see if she could see this Bobby Singer but she saw no one and the house was quiet. With a careless shrug she went on with her investigation of the house. She ended up in an office of sorts with walls covered in a beautiful, dark red wallpaper. The room was like the rest of the house; messy and covered in books and liquor bottles. She picked a half empty one up and took a sniff before setting it down in disgust. Bobby Singers taste seemed pretty low standard. His book collection though was top notch. Books of all languages could be found and he seemed to have a book about practically everything. She was glancing through a book on his desk when she was interrupted.

"You got about five second to explain why you're here before I start shooting." A gruff voice said from somewhere behind her.

She turned quickly, book still in hand, to face the voice. The man, who she assumed was Bobby Singer, was an older man who wore casual clothing and a ball cap on his head. He was also in a wheel chair and angrily pointing a gun at her. Her red painted lips moved into an award winning smile as she leaned casually on his desk with her legs crossed at the ankles. She was wearing another mini dress. This one was a vintage styled dress that was black with white polka dots all over it. Her feet were tucked away into a pair of dangerously high red pumps.

"I'm here to help you." She told him. His hold on the gun didn't waver. She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Will you please put the gun down. The only thing that will happen if you shoot me is that it will ruin my dress. I just bought this dress." She told him with an unspoken warning in her tone.

"Help me with what?" He finally asked after lowering his gun just an inch so it wasn't directly pointed at her but was still there if she made any move he didn't like.

"You want to find Death, right?" She questioned. "That is after all what you sold your soul to Crowley for... correct?"

She happily planted herself on top of the desk with her legs crossed elegantly in front of her. She sighed woefully as she took in all the cheap liquor that surrounded her before snapping her fingers and within a second a bottle of red wine appeared in one hand and in the other a large wine glass. She poured herself a drink and set the bottle of wine on the desk behind her never letting her eyes leave the hunter in front of her.

"So what, your Crowley's bitch?" His gruff voice reached her ears. His tone was sarcastic but she didn't appreciate the joke.

She laughed but it wasn't a friendly laugh. Bobby watched the woman in front of him wearily. He didn't smell any sulfur so he doubted she was a demon but she wasn't human either and it wasn't just her wine trick that tipped him off. She radiated power but it wasn't like anything he had came across in all his years of hunting.

"If you want to find Death I suggest you watch what you say to me. I may be helping Crowley with his deal he made with you but by no means am I anyone's bitch." She told him.

"Fair enough." He agreed. They were on a tight schedule and needed to find Death as soon as possible. If she could find Death for him, he wasn't going to argue with her. Besides in his state he didn't know if he even stood a chance. She was a small woman but the power he felt from her told him not to make her truly angry.

"You got a name?" He questioned after he realized he didn't even know who she was.

She didn't answer him for several awkwardly silent moments. He watched as she sipped on her glass of wine. He briefly thought she didn't hear him but just when he was about to re-ask she finally spoke up.

"The name is Pandora, Pandora Box." She finally told him. His eyes widened in disbelief and surprise. He didn't think anything could surprise him anymore. They were in the middle of the apocalypse but he never even dreamed that there was any truth to the Pandora's Box legend.

"You mean as in The Pandora?"

"Unless there has been another that I haven't been aware of then yes." She told him. "So enough about me... lets get down to business." She told him with a wide, red smile. Bobby knew right then that this was going to be an evening that he would never forget.

Pandora was relaxing in a nice bubble bath when she heard the dreadful thing beep from the edge of the tub. Sighing in a dramatic show of annoyance she dried off her hands with the towel beside her large tub and grabbed the iPhone. She stared at the screen until she found the right app and tapped it with a manicured finger.

A new message came up on the screen from the only contact that was in the phone which was Crowley. Pandora didn't quite understand the concept of having a cell phone but Crowley insisted it was a much easier way to keep in contact. When she had went to meet him after her twenty-four hours were over he had presented her with the phone as a gift. She knew the gift didn't come from the kindness in his heart and she even told him she didn't want it but he wouldn't have any of that. So she was stuck with the stupid thing.

'All go well I take it?' The message read.

Rolling her eyes she typed her own message back to him.

'Yes, I found Death for you. He is in Chicago. He'll be easy to find once you're there. Just look for Reapers... lots of them.' She typed out and then hit the send button.

'Good job, love,' was his reply. Pandora tossed the phone over the side of the tub into a pile of towels without giving a response. Once this whole apocalypse thing was over and Lucifer was back in his cage she hoped she never had to cross paths with the smooth talking demon again. She learned her lesson the last time. Mixing with others didn't end well for her.

Once upon a time she had actually trusted Lucifer. He was an Angel of the Lord she thought she had found someone to share eternity with. She was wrong. She found out the hard way that he was nothing but a bratty child that couldn't handle not getting his way. When she refused to help him get back at God he found a way to lock her away. Relationships weren't for her. She much rather live in sin.

With a blissful sigh she sunk deeper into the warm, bubbly water her red hair floating around her like a fiery halo. She wasn't sure how long she laid there before her phone started to ring. She ignored it until it stopped but the silence didn't last. A few seconds passed before it started ringing again.

With a frown she got out of the tub and dried herself off before putting on a fluffy, white robe. Grabbing the ringing phone she finally answered it on the third call.

"What?" She said into it annoyed. She knew having a phone was going to be nothing but trouble. She toyed with the idea of dropping it into to her shrinking bath water or even flushing it in the toilet.

"Don't sound so annoyed, darling." Crowley's voice came through the device. She glanced down at it in irritation before putting it back to her ear. "Just wanted to see if after this was all over if you wanted to go out for dinner... to celebrate?"

Pandora laughed so hard she could feel tears forming in the corner of her eyes. She could almost feel the irritation radiating off Crowley even through the phone. He was a man that was use to getting what he wanted.

"Oh, have no doubt that I will be celebrating with the most expensive and delicious bottle of wine at a top notch restaurant. However, my dinner will be with people I like... which is just me." Pandora told him before hanging up on him. This time she made sure to turn off the device so he couldn't bother her anymore. When this was over she promised herself that she would throw the phone in the ocean.

Pandora transported herself back to Bobby's the next day. As much as she hated it, she figured that they just might need her help when going after Death. Besides she didn't actually mind Bobby. His style could use some work but as far as humans go he wasn't that bad.

She found herself in his kitchen but unlike last time she knew he was home. She could hear several voices just a few feet from her... one of them clearly British. Which could only mean that Crowley was also here.

Nobody seemed to be able to see her from where she stood inside the kitchen and she decided to take advantage of it. She stood silently as she eavesdropped.

"World gonna end," she heard Bobby say his voice easily recognizable after spending an afternoon with him. "Seems stupid to get all precious over one little soul."

"You sold your soul?" A male voice that she didn't recognize chimed in. Pandora assumed it was one of the infamous Winchester brothers.

Pandora quietly made her way closer to the opening of the kitchen. She could now see the back of Crowley as he stood just in the doorway. She paused in her steps when he started speaking.

"More like pawned it." He told them. "I fully intend to give it back." Crowley reassured them.

"Then give it back!" The same unknown voice from before ordered.

"I will," Crowley promised. But that wasn't good enough for the unknown Winchester brother.

Just when she was about to announce her presence another voice spoke up with a question that made her pause. "Did you kiss him?"

She found out that the brother that asked the question was Sam Winchester the younger of the two siblings and also Lucifer's vessel. The two brothers argued a bit back and forth before all was silent for several tense seconds. Then finally Bobby spoke up.

"No..." He told them unconvincingly.

It was silent until Crowley cleared his throat as he pulled out his own iPhone from his pants pocket. Her curiosity was now peaked and she made her way over to stand behind him. Luckily for her he was bigger than her small form and he hid her quite nicely.

"Why'd you take a picture?" Bobby questioned letting Pandora know exactly what was being shown.

"Why'd you have to use tongue?" Crowley questioned back and when no one answered his inquiry Pandora finally let her presence be known.

"Well, if I knew you were such a good kisser maybe I should have gave it go." Pandora spoke as she stepped out from behind Crowley. Five sets of eyes were on her as she now stood beside Crowley.

She quickly took in the men that were now staring at her. She already knew Bobby and Crowley but there were three men that were new to her. Two of them were seated in front of the desk where Bobby was. She guessed that they were the Winchester brothers. One of them had chin-length dark brown hair and a flannel shirt covered a chest that Pandora could tell was extremely fit. The other seemed smaller in height but just as handsome. He was also a brunette but it was shorter and spiked up in the front. The last man stared at her with bright blue eyes that seemed like they could see through her. He was just as good looking as the other two with his suit and trench coat combination but something about him seemed off.

Crowley was the first to speak up. His trade mark smile on his face. "Don't be jealous, love. All you have to do is ask." He told her. Pandora gave him her own smile in return. She stepped a bit closer to him and ran her hand slowly across his chest in a flirtatious move. She watched amused as his eyes followed her hand before it stopped on the knot of his tie. She moved her face just a tad closer to his own and he leaned into her just slightly.

"Crowley," she began. Her voice as sweet as honey. He made a humming noise to show he was listening. Her smile turned into more of smirk. "I was actually talking about Bobby. Always have liked a man that uses a lot of tongue."

Pandora watched in satisfaction as Crowley's smile turned into a scowl. She patted his chest with another smirk and a wink at him before twirling around to face the other four men in the room.

"Hello Bobby, nice to see you again." She greeted him and then turned her sights on the other three. She walked over to the longer haired brother and he was watching her every move wearily.

"And you must be... Sam." When he didn't correct her she assumed she was correct. "Sam Winchester... gossip doesn't do you justice. You're much better looking then I've heard. At least if your plan against Lucifer doesn't work he'll have a great meat suit to use." She told him as one of her hands gripped one of his large shoulders. She could feel his muscles flex from underneath her palm. "You have to work out to get a body like this... so many muscles." She let him go after giving him a small squeeze. She left him in something that seemed almost like a drug induced haze.

Leaving Sam she made her way to the other brother. Dean Winchester was just as handsome as his younger brother. He also had a reputation with the ladies and Pandora could see why. Just like his brother he seemed weary of her but as soon as she touched his arm his expression changed.

"And Dean, right? Easy on the eyes and extremely good with the ladies, I can see the appeal." She told him. She gave him a smile and a wink before making her way over to the last person in the room. The man with the blue eyes. He was still watching her but it was different. It was like he was trying to solve a complex math problem and failing horribly. His face was scrunched up cutely in confusion as she came closer.

"And you... I have no idea but I like your style. I little rumbled but it works on you." She flirted. His look didn't change. When she put her hand on him she felt no change. The sin of lust had no effect on him which meant he wasn't human and never had been. Only one thing came to mind. "Oh, your one of them; The Feathered Wing Patrol." She rolled her eyes as she took her hand off him and made a show of wiping it off on the skirt of her dress.

"Who are you?" The angel asked. His voice was deep and all business. If he wasn't an angel she would have found it extremely attractive.

"You first." She challenged him. Her voice much sharper than moments ago.

"I'm Castiel... I'm an Angel of the Lord." He told her after a brief pause.

"Of course you are," she turned away from him making her way over to where Bobby set silently in his wheel chair behind his desk. "Some company you keep Bobby. But I get the feeling that this little angel has a naughty side."

"Can you stop. We were having a civilized conversation until you showed up." Crowley spoke up annoyed. "Shouldn't you be hiding with your wine you love so dearly until all this is over."

She glanced over her shoulder at him. "Crowley, shh, I was talking to Bobby. You can try to flirt with me later." She told him. His eyes darkened in anger and she was a little surprised that they didn't turn red.

"What are you doing here?" Bobby questioned. When she left yesterday after finding out where Death would be he didn't think he would ever see her again. She made it perfectly clear that she wanted no part of the actual battle.

"Well, I thought you might need my help once you got to Chicago. Sometimes Death can be tricky to find." She told him. "Thought I would come along. Road trip with the Winchesters... could be fun."

Dean shook his head out of the semi-daze that he had been in. "Wait, how do you know Bobby and about where Death is?" He questioned.

"Because I'm the reason he knows where Death is going to be. Death and I go way back. If you need to find Death I'm your go to girl, trust me." She answered him.

"I thought Crowley found Deaths location?" Sam asked when he too came out of his haze.

"If she found him and not you, than give him his soul back now. You didn't do anything!" Dean argued.

"I'm sorry. I can't." Crowley plainly told him.

"Can't or won't?" Dean asked him getting in Crowley face. Pandora watched on amused. "He sold it to find Death you didn't deliver."

"Actually, I did. Who do you think sent her." He explained pointing to Pandora. She gave the boys a tiny wave when they looked over at her. "I may have tweaked his deal a little in order to find her. Death is powerful. All my methods were failing but I knew she could find him. So I used Bobby's deal to find her." Crowley told them. "And as for his soul, I won't, all right? It's insurance."

"What are you talking about?" Dean questioned him.

"You kill demons. Gigantor over there has a temper issue about it." He told him nodding his head in Sam's direction. "But you won't kill me as long as I have that soul in the deposit box.:

"You son of a bitch." Bobby cursed.

"I'll return it." Crowley told him "After all this is over and I can walk safely away. Do we all understand each other?"

After several tense moments everyone seemed to be on the same page. Which was good news for Pandora. She was growing tired of everyone fighting like children.

Pandora had watched Dean and Crowley go back and forth from the comforts of the top of Bobby's desk. Once everything seemed to be settled she made a bottle of wine appear along with a glass. She poured a large serving into the glass and set the bottle down beside her. Her gaze flickered over to the silent angel, Castiel. She found her gaze met as he still hadn't stop staring at her.

"You never told us who you are." He reminded her.

"The names Pandora." She told him before taking a large sip from her glass. Her name got a reaction from him. First he looked confused and then he looked unsettled. "What's got your feathers all ruffled?"

"I was told you no longer exist." He explained.

"Oh? And who told you that? Your dear daddy... or maybe your big brother Micheal? Let me guess you were also told how I let all the big bad sin into the world. Oh, or how about I was The Devil's lover and helped him damn people to hell with my box full of sins?" Pandora questioned. Her voice getting higher and angrier the more she spoke. Her green eyes seemed to glow before she took a deep breath and another drink of her wine. "Sorry, to disappoint but I'm really not that bad. I'll admit that I don't have the greatest luck with men and I can be fickle sometimes. But I never willingly helped Lucifer. I was betrayed and when I told him no he found a way to trap me in my VERY OWN BOX!" Pandora shouted her eyes once again seemed to glow.

"So how did you get out?" Sam asked.

She took another deep breath and let it out slowly before answering. Her attention left the angel and her gaze went to Sam.

"You let me out." Pandora told him with a smirk.

"Me?" He asked confused.

She gave a little laugh. "When you popped open Lucifer's cage a lot more happened than just that. It was enough magic to crack my box open just enough to get me free. Luckily for humanity everything else stayed where it belongs."

"So, this is a revenge thing for you?" Dean asked her.

Pandora shrugged. "I'm not really a fighter. I'm more of a... lover." She added suggestively. "But I figured I could do my part and help you get Death's ring. I was informed that that was the answer to shoving him back in his cage."

"That's the plan." He told her. With that everyone went about doing their own thing to prepare themselves to face Death. Pandora continued to sat comfortably on Bobby's desk with her wine as she watched everyone else.

So I hope you guys liked the meeting between Pandora and The Winchester brothers... I know I had alot of fun writing it! Let me know your thoughts in a review! -Adelene