The motel window was bright and she could see what was happening inside. She was hidden in the bush waiting for brothers to go asleep.
Open the door. Quetly stab Sam. If Dean wakes up shoot him but make sure he survives. Then leave without a trace.
Door, knife, shoot, gone.
It seemed easy, but she knew better. Father sent the best demons to catch them but they all failed.
She looked at the dagger in her hand. It was sharpened.
She checked the spare knife in her boot and a gun behind her belt. You can never be to careful. She covered her head with the hood.
She thought she was ready.
Doors opened and she put her lock pick back in her pocket. With quiet steps she walked in. Room was as any motel room, two beds, one bathroom on the left and table with chair. She approached the beds, one was full but the other one...she heard toilet flush and someone opened the bathroom door.
Doors are to far, bathroom is occupied, no closet to hide into...
Sam stepped out of the bathroom and saw her, he grabbed his gun on the table.
"Drop your knife!"
She raised her hands in surrender and dropped the knife.
One quick step to Sam, kick gun from his hands, punch in the face, kick between legs, then get out.
"Wow young lady what do you think you're doing here? " She heard from behind her.
Shit, Dean was awake.
She knew she can't fight both Winchesters. What now?
Lie.
"You might be in danger" She said to Sam
"What?" they said together
Lie with the truth
"I heard the King wants Sam Winchester dead" She said
"The king? Who are you?" Sam still didn't lowered his gun.
"I'd be glad to tell you if you can stop pointing that to my face"
Sam looked at Dean and he nodded.
"You can remove your hood from your face now" Dean said.
She turned to Dean and slowly did what he asked.
"Wow" he said and backed off a little bit.
She rolled her eyes "I am human, okay" She looked back at Sam "You're his target"
Sam stared at her, or more like in her black eye.
"Sammy" Dean said "You're staring"
"Am yes, sorry" he said and looked away
"Don't worry I'm used to it."
"Who are you again?" Dean asked
"I'm Lily, and I'm here to warn you" oh how she liked fake names.
After a half an hour they were all sitting in the 24/7 bar. They agreed it would be easier to talk here.
"So why exactly is Sam in danger?" Dean asked looking at her across the table.
She looked at Sam and then back at Dean
"The king..." she started
"What king? Crowley?" Sam interrupted her
"You don't know?" She asked surprised.
So the famous Winchester didn't know who was running hell for the past few months. Interesting.
She sighed "Crowley is long gone, the Hell was reforged..."
"So who exactly is the new king?" Dean asked
"Lucifer"
"What! This is impossible, he's in the cage" Dean panicked, he was probably worried for his brother.
"How?" Was all that Sam asked
"He found a way" Clea shrugged her shoulders "Maybe you noticed more demons around you lately? Well Lucifer send them to kill Sam"
"Why only me?" Sam asked
"Well" Clea smiled "Kill two Winchesters, they'll be happily driving around in heaven, but kill one Winchester, they'll be separated. Its no secret the best hunters in the world can't live without each other"
"So you came here to warn us about more Lucifer's demons that will try to kill Sam? " Dean seemed tired of all things trying to kill Sam. Clea heard a lot of stories about Winchesters.
She shook her head "No more demons for you two I'm afraid. Lucifer send a Slayer to kill you"
"What the fuck is a Slayer"
"Slayers are the best warriors of Lucifer, some are demos, some werewolfs or even vampires, but the best of all them is his daughter"
"Wait Lucifer has a daughter?" This was too much for Dean to take in.
"Well she's adopted" Clea said
"But then she's not actually his daughter..." Dean tried to understand.
"Well...no, I mean she is but also not...look,there was a hole in the cage trough which Lucifer...let say occupied the mind of a young girl. He talked to her and persuade her to release him. You may not know but there are many ways to enter hell, more than you can imagine. So through the secret path she found her way in Hell released him and then he took over. After that he changed her and made her his blood. She became the best worrior of the Devil himself. All other details are unfortunatley unknown to me"
"Great" Dean said and leaned back.
"That's not all" she said "The daughter of Lucifer posseses a Soul knife. If you get stabbed by that and die, there is no rescuing you. You die for good"
"You know a lot for a normal hunter" Sam said
"I got lucky" she shrugged her shoulders
"Meaning..?"
"I captured a demon who was very cought up on all the informations from hell. You wouldn't believe how many stuff you can get from this pathetic bastards with a little torture" Clea explained. She was pleased with herself, coming up with lies so quickly.
"And what made you help us?" Dean asked
"We humas stick together against demons right?" Clea said
Dean laughed "You're right"
After a few drinks Clea decided to leave.
"It was nice meeting you two guys" she said and stood up.
"You too"
"And don't forget what I warned you about"
Then she smiled, put on her hood and left.