"Why would Crowley and Aziraphale send us here?" Dean Winchester questioned, turning to his brother.
"I don't know, this place looks abandoned" Sam answered. They used their torches to light the dark room around them, the circles of light joining on the door ahead of them, a sliver of orange light appearing under the door. The Hunters nodded and opened the door slowly, closing it again when they saw the demons sat inside.
"That would be why we're here. The demon problem" Sam said, quickly pulling out a chalk and drawing on the concrete floor.
In a few minutes, the brothers had enough devil traps around them to contain all of the demons in the lit room, so Dean took a shot at the door. The demons flooded out and found themselves in the traps, where they began to exorcise the demons, with the help of Castiel. Once the angel had removed the final demon from it's human vessel, he looked to the two Hunters, who nodded and went to leave.
A noise in the other room made them all turn to it, Dean approached the door first, gun raised, followed by Sam, Castiel close behind. This was the only room that appeared to have furniture, even if it was limited to a single large table and the chairs surrounding it, not all of them from the same set, but enough to seat all of the demons around a map spread across the table. Castiel went straight to the map, the Hunters spread out through the roof in search of the source of the noise.
"Dean, you need to see this!" Sam shouted from an alcove. Dean walked away from the plastic sheets heaped in the corner to find his brother, stopping when he saw what was in the alcove.
"I certainly wasn't expecting that" the elder Winchester muttered, looking at the small room hidden in the alcove. A room which was full of people who looked alive, and they would have been healthy had their wrists and ankles not been bound tightly with rope, red raw from an attempt to escape.
"This isn't normal, not for demons" Sam muttered and Dean nodded.
"Because this was no ordinary plan" Castiel told them, holding up a sheet with a plan written on it.
"There are more of these sheets, one for every demon that was here, it tells them what to do when they possess each person, though I can't work out what they want to do" the angel explained, looking to the people.
"There are sheets for everyone except one" Castiel pointed to the unconscious teenager that was wedged between the factory manager and the receptionist.
"So we'll go and take these people to their work, they can find their way home from there, leaving you free to create a plan for all of this" Dean said, handing Sam the sheet while he and Castiel walked around the room.
"What are you going to do about the kid?" he asked.
"She's going to stay here" a voice answered him. Everyone turned to the table, the source of the voice, to find Aziraphale and Crowley sitting there.
"She needs to stay here until we can return to England with her, so she can stay with Sam until all of the others are returned, which we'll help with" Aziraphale continued.
The angel got to his feet and walked past Dean and Castiel, lifting the unconscious teen off the ground and carrying her back to the table, lowering her gently into the seat he had just occupied. Sam nodded to the others as they vanished, taking the hostages with them and leaving him alone with the unconscious teen. The Hunter glanced quickly at the teen and, hoping that she wouldn't regain consciousness for an hour or so at least, he walked away from the table to explore further into the complex of old buildings.
"Sammy, where are you?!" Dean shouted when he returned with the two angels and the demon, some twenty minutes later.
"I'm in here Dean" his brother replied, echoing around the corridor. Dean followed the echo to it's source, a small room heading off the complex's main corridor, stopping at the door behind his brother.
"What the hell is that?" Dean questioned. The room was small, twice the size of a broom cupboard at the most and it contained very few items. The main item was a large block in the centre of the room, with a handle on either side with loops hanging off them. There were three buckets nearby, all containing an odd-scented liquid, two of them had items soaking in the liquid.
"Why does this look like someone was tortured here?" Castiel questioned as he joined them brothers in the doorway. The angel nudged the brothers forward into the room, circling the stone pedestal in the centre.
"Someone was, there's a blood trail surrounding it, then leading to the buckets" Dean muttered, looking into the bucket in question. He pulled away with a grimace and nodded to Castiel.
"Someone was definitely tortured here" he confirmed, picking a knife out of the bucket by it's hilt.
"But who could it have been, everyone was perfectly healthy that was transported back..." Castiel turned and walked out of the room as he realised what he was saying. The Winchesters looked to each other and shrugged before following the angel out of the room.
"What is it Castiel?" Aziraphale questioned, looking up at the angel emerging from the corridor. Castiel walled past Aziraphale and knelt by the seat the young teen was sitting on.
"Oh..." was all Aziraphale managed to say as he watched Castiel push the teen's shirt sleeves up. There were long wounds travelling the length of her arm, a closer inspection revealing the same on her right arm, as well as diagonal wounds from her knees downwards.
"There's a room down that corridor that was obviously the torture chamber, all of the knives are soaked in some sort of liquid that we can't quite identify though" Dean explained. Crowley looked up from the map and saw the wounds, then got to his feet and marched down the corridor.
"Angel! A word. Now!" Crowley shouted, sticking his head into the corridor. Aziraphale sighed and got to his feet and walked toward the corridor.
"Aziraphale" the angel turned back at the sound of his name, just as the teen repeated it.
"Crowley, she's awake" he said over his shoulder before approaching the waking teen. The demon walked out of the room with one of the buckets and placed it on the table.
"So you're alive then, though I'm surprised after what we found" Sam said, making her turn to him.
"Who are you?" she asked, sitting up in the seat and shuffling toward Aziraphale.
"These are the Winchester brothers, along with Castiel, wherever he vanished to" Castiel reappeared as Crowley introduced him and the teen nodded, but didn't move away from Aziraphale.
"Winchesters, this is Sophia, a psychic who was brought here from London" Crowley continued, Aziraphale nodding to him while Sophia smirked. Silence spread through the room after that, unsure how to proceed.
"Angel, come and look at this" Crowley said eventually, beckoning Aziraphale towards the room he had taken the bucket from.
"Why did they take you?" Dean asked once the pair vanished into the room down the corridor. Sophia looked down at her arms, quickly covering them once she realised her sleeves had been pushed up; then looked back up at Dean.
"They wanted me to see if their elaborate plan was going to succeed, but they changed when I told them it didn't work like that, so they brought me back here with them" Sophia answered.
"All the psychics we've met have worked like that. Why are you different?"
"Because most psychics have access to their abilities from the day they are born, I got mine when I took to the magic of the labyrinth, where I was wished away to as a child. I'm actually more of a sorcerer than a psychic in some ways" Sophia proved it by making a crystal appear in the palm of her hand, wincing momentarily and making it vanish.
"Bloody demons have screwed that up too by the looks of it" she grumbled, clutching her head as pain exploded inside it.
"How can they mess with something like that, surely you've constantly got access to your own power?" Castiel questioned.
"By filling her blood full of a mixture of holy water and wolfsbane" Crowley answered as he walked back into the room, Aziraphale at his side.
Castiel's face contorted into a confused frown and he went to investigate the bucket Crowley had placed on the table earlier. Aziraphale moved to Sophia's side, only just seeing the minute nod she gave before pain shot through her and she went back to clutching her head.
"Why would that mess with her abilities? I thought it only worked on werewolves" Sam answered his own question and raised his gun.
"She won't hurt you, even of she didn't have control, the wolfsbane is stopping her from turning. It's why she's in so much pain, tonight's a full moon" Aziraphale stated. Crowley waved his hand, causing the Winchesters' guns two fall to the floor in their disassembled parts.
"I was going to tell you to put them away, but I knew you never would, so it's better if they remain in that ssstate" Crowley explained, smirking at their shocked faces as he turned to Sophia.
"I'll try and clear it from your blood if you want" Aziraphale offered.
"You almost killed me last time, so I'm not even going to risk it" Sophia replied weakly, waving the angel and demon away. "I've dealt with pain before" The men exchanged a glance as Sophia curled up in her chair with a hiss of pain and began to rock in her place.
"I'll be fine" she said through gritted as Aziraphale walked back over. The angel in question raised a questioning eyebrow as he looked to Crowley, but the demon shook his head.
"Liar" Dean voiced for Crowley.
Several hours later, Sam and Dean were still trying to put the demons' plan into a coherent order. Aziraphale and Crowley were now part of the process too, but they often glanced at the teen curled up by the window.
"Even if you put that sheet there it doesn't make sense" Dean complained. Sam dropped his head onto the table in defeat as Dean began to pace, bumping into Castiel as he reappeared.
"We could use your help here Castiel" Aziraphale stated and Castiel moved to the map. The sound of a ringing phone caught their attention and everyone turned to Sophia as she snapped her head up.
"That's mine" she told them. The device sat in the middle of the table and Crowley reached for it first, flipping it open an holding it to his ear.
"Oh calm down wolf, Sophia's alive" he snapped once the speaker on the other end allowed Crowley to get a word in. Crowley got to his feet and walked over to Sophia, who was now sat on the moth-eaten armchair that Aziraphale had dragged to the window for her, and handed her the phone. Sophia eyed the demon warily for a moment before she took it and held it to her ear.
"John?" Sophia said. For the first time, the Winchester brothers saw the young werewolf genuinely smile. Not the fake smile she gave them when they looked her way, but a true smile when John replied.
The Winchester brothers turned back to Castiel rearranging the sheets of paper in the table, quickly descending into a conversation as they tried to work out the order again. Castiel looked up as Crowley walked back over to them with Sophia's phone to his ear and was explaining what had happened.
Sophia was still smiling as Crowley wandered down a corridor, still explaining what had happened. Dean looked to Crowley walking down the corridor, and then back to the teen sitting and looking out of the window.
"Sophia looks happier now" Dean stated, nodding to the teen by the window. As Sam looked up, Sophia's smile dropped as she was listening to Crowley continue the conversation.
"She's lucky to be alive if you're right, do you want me over there to have a look at her?"
"I'll grab the angel and we'll come and grab you as soon as we can, we could do with your help on the case"
"I'll tell the others then, see if I can get everyone together. Thanks for tracking her down for me"
"You're welcome, now I have to find Aziraphale"
With that, Crowley ended the call and dropped Sophia's phone back on the table before walking away again. Sophia watched him leave, then tucked her legs onto the chair and rested her chin on her hand, balancing her elbow on the edge of the chair, watching the Winchesters and Castiel trying to piece together the plan.
Timeskip a few hours
Sophia's hand slowly dropped from her face as she yawned, leaning against the cushion behind her as she drifted off to sleep. Aziraphale crossed the room as quietly as possible and shrugged out of his jacket, laying it gently over the sleeping teen.
The angel quickly shushed Crowley as the demon returned to the room, interrupting him before he began speaking and pointing to the sleeping Sophia. The pair made their way back over to the table and settled back into their chairs.
"The Winchester's and Castiel have gone to the nearest cheap motel, they're going to do some research in town after they've had a few hours sleep in an attempt to make sense of this" Crowley explained, gesturing to the sheets scattered on the table in front of them.
"What do we do about Sophia? We can't leave her here alone and start asking questions, especially since she's only just fallen asleep" Aziraphale questioned in reply. The pair glanced at the sleeping werewolf, Crowley turning back to the phone with a frown.
"Please tell me you could use that" he said. The angel turned to him and reached for the phone.
"It's simple enough, why, what are you thinking?"
"I'm going to make sure she has company and get us some help with our investigation in the process" Crowley answered, grabbing the phone and dialling the number that had phoned earlier.
"Yes, John, can you get yourself and the vampires packed for a few days in America in the next five minutes?" with a small nod to Aziraphale, Crowley disappeared into the phone line.
When he arrived in Baker Street, last minute packing was taking place. John was the first to finish, with Eve and Sherlock finishing two minutes later. When everyone was gathered around Crowley he phoned Sophia, transporting them all through the phone line to Aziraphale in America.
"Ah, there you all are" the angel said once they were all standing around him. Sherlock and Eve looked at the room around them, but John's eyes stopped moving when he saw Sophia on the chair.
"Yes John, she's still alive" Sherlock answered to the werewolf's unvoiced question.
"She dozed off nearly ten minutes ago, at which point we realised that we had to pick you up to start our investigation" Aziraphale stated. John just nodded his answer to the implied question behind Aziraphale's explanation.
"I'll stay here with her, you lot go and solve this case. The quicker we do so, the quicker we can get her back to England" John clarified, handing the tartan jacket back to the angel which he immediately shrugged into it.
John watched Aziraphale follow Crowley and the two vampires out of the complex, listening to the vintage Bentley drive off before he looked back to Sophia. The teen in question was now shivering without the cover of Aziraphale's jacket, but still in her slumber.
John spent a moment observing, using her posture to deduce what injuries he could, but the thin lines of blood that were visible on her clothes told him about most of them. Sighing, John pulled off his jacket and wrapped it around Sophia.
He then stepped back and changed to the golden wolf form that he'd been fighting all night, jumping onto the arm of the chair and sliding onto the seat beside Sophia. Sophia raised her arm in her sleep and John took the hint, curling up against her side.
"Warm John" Sophia muttered in her sleep and the golden wolf grinned. Sophia seemed to return to her peaceful sleep, so John set his mind to work on how he could get the wolfsbane out of her system.
Sherlock and Eve didn't help the process of investigation, partially because they kept annoying everyone they talked to, partially because this was a new area of investigation. They were used to just being handed cases and getting to the end point, usually the end of the creature that was killing an causing trouble. They were used to doing a little footwork, but they weren't recognised here which made them even more temperamental than usual.
"I understand the importance of the wolves now" Crowley muttered and Aziraphale nodded his agreement.
"Would it be best if I took them back dear? I'll leave you here with the Winchester boys and Castiel?" Aziraphale offered. Crowley nodded to the angel and he vanished with the two consulting detectives, leaving Crowley with Castiel and the Winchester brothers to continue asking questions.
"Why aren't we recognised here?! The entire world mourned when I faked my death!" Sherlock complained as he walked into the building complex.
"I honestly don't know Sherlock, but could you please stay away from everyone we try to talk to?" Aziraphale replied, almost pleading.
"Any chance you could be quiet?" John whispered, but the vampires heard and shut up. Aziraphale got the hint and fell silent as he walked closer to the armchair on which John was seated. To be specific, he was sat on the chair with a bronze wolf curled up beside him.
"Ah, well done old boy! How did you get her to change?" the angel was answered as John looked guiltily down on Sophia and raised his hand, revealing a rather large bite beneath it.
"Judging by the lack of any major blood pools and patches of missing fur, I'm presuming it healed her as well as turning her again" Sherlock stated when he caught sight of the bronze wolf.
"Why did you change her? After you found out she'd turned you said it would be better for her to be human again" Aziraphale questioned as he bent down to pat Sophia's head.
"I didn't have much of a choice" John began, slightly mournfully. "She started to turn as the wolfsbane was starting to wear off, which meant that some of her bones started breaking. If I left her she would be dead"
An awkward silence filled the room after that, only broken by the shuffling of papers at the table.
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Even with the group from Baker Street helping, it took a week to solve the case. The plans and sheets on the table had actually been incomplete, the second parts had been sitting in a safe. Once the instructions were completed, the case solved itself, allowing Aziraphale to take Sherlock, Eve, Sophia and John home.
Crowley took a report to his superiors before he returned to London, sensing said report would cause trouble, he spent the next week as a snake hiding amongst the shelves of Aziraphale's book shop. Crowley only emerged to visit Baker Street with Aziraphale as both the angel and the demon had been ordered to keep a closer eye on the 'Baker Street four' as they were known.
Sam and Dean continued with their own angel, Castiel. Killing the supernatural creatures that killed others, just like every other day.