A/N:Yes I know it's short, sorry. I want to get to Athena and Will working things out and everyone deciding on what's to come in in the next chapter soooo R&R.

Chapter Five

"Do you think it's possible for a spirit to know stuff about you with out you knowing it about you?" Athena mused sitting on the hood of the Impala while Dean tinkered under the hood of the mustang. He'd taken it for a fill up that morning and swore it was making a noise.

"They read your mind sometimes." he answered her without pulling out from within the twisted pipes and hoses and parts she'd never learn the names of.

"I know. But is that only what your conscious of or could it be what you haven't realized yet?" she saw his shoulder twitch in a shrug and sighed. "I should talk to Autty about this not you, right?"

"It'd be nice." he teased.

"Okay, then in pick-ups which is better Ford or Dodge?"

"What do you know about either?" he asked coming out to grab different wrench.

"I know my dad would only buy Ford. Ford trucks, tractors, and women."

"Women?" Athena zipped her coat up to her chin and nodded.

"Yea, my mom's maiden name was Ford. No relation to the dude who founded the Ford company or whatever, but Ford is Ford." she passed on her father's wisdom.

"So you're a Ford Demon?" he chuckled at his own lame joke.

"I suppose."

"Oh come on, Teenie!" she rolled her eyes and didn't answer him. "So what'd you and Romeo talk about last night?"

"Autumn said she'd be back by now right? I'm gonna go call and see what's taking so long." She slid off the sleek black hood and headed inside followed by Dean's laughter.

Autumn's cell went straight to voice mail and despite the gut wrenching fear that something had happened to her sister Athena decided the older girl was probably just on the phone with someone, and sat on the bed to channel surf. Nothing on, not that she expected much from day time television. You went from soap opera to soap opera to infomercials about house hold cleaners. After a couple of trips around the TV Athena picked up her phone to give Autumn another shot.

"Are you bleeding or dying?" Autumn asked sounding a little agitated.

"No?"

"John, slow down!" Autumn sighed. "I swear this dog is trying to kill me. What'd you need, Teenie?"

"Just calling to check on you." Athena said honestly.

"I'm fine. So you were who beeped through a minute ago?"

"Yea, who were you talking to?"

"Kendra, she's worried about Kayla. Kay is having nightmares. Then Kendra spent fifteen whole minutes complaining about Kelly."

"I didn't know she could keep her mind on anything that long." Athena joked.

"Me either. I'll be back in a minute I'm on the corner."

"Alrighty."

Athena closed her phone and tucked it back in her pocket, suddenly wishing she'd gone in the boys room instead. Hers was too quiet, at least Sam would offer some sort of conversation. He'd spent the whole day and a good chunk of last night looking more information up on the shadow shroud. She'd been in his room for a little while earlier, while they all conferred about what they'd be doing that day. It wasn't a rule, but since the werewolf hunt they had all started drifting together first thing in the morning and making sure the other members of their party knew where they'd be. While they'd consulted that morning Sam had sat on his laptop clicking away through site after site looking for any drop of useful information.

London, South Dakota, had two motels, despite its small size. They were on opposite ends of the town and run by completely different people. Sam and Dean put cameras up in Will's room and wired them into a TV in the room next door. Athena watched the set and told the brothers where to move the cameras while Autumn went over the plan one last time with Will. Autumn had a very time-is-of-the-essence take on this hunt. Normally she liked to hang out and take her time, unless kids are involved. She made no attempt to hide the fact that she was just doing this to get a shot at the journals. The sun had just disappeared below the horizon when Sam and Dean joined Athena. Autumn and Will exchanged words in the doorway before she too came in to watch Will TV. Time seemed to tick by slowly. Will had put a ring of salt around his bed the night before which half of it had been swept up. That's where they planned to catch the monster at. Should he appear tonight Will was to lure it to the bed. So he sat playing solitaire on his bed for a long while.

"Did you see that?" Sam asked pointing to the corner of the screen. The corner was engulfed in shadows it was difficult to see anything.

"What am I looking at?" Dean asked his brother.

"The shadow moved." Will's attention was drawn to the corner he quickly made a show of looking back at his game.

"It's in there." Autumn confirmed.

"So when do we go in there?" Athena asked knowing what the answer would be.

"As soon as Will's getting the life strangled out of him." Autumn reminded her.

Sam let his arm brush against Athena's in an almost comforting way. It was good to know she had someone on her side. The shadow edged across the room sliding on the floor and gliding over the bedside stand. Will pretended not to notice the shroud as it crept over the tangle of sheets and blankets then up his back. Sam and Dean were already tensed up ready to move out and get the show on the road. Autumn held an hand on Dean's knee keeping him seated until the shadow shroud was in too deep to pull out. Athena watched fixated on the struggle that began in the room next door. When Will threw himself back on the bed, eyes bulging slightly, the four hunters jumped into action.

Dean shoved through the door and Athena slipped past him already with the salt to close off the circle. But the rest was up to Will. He managed to get on top of the shroud and with a triumphant laugh grabbed for the scissors Sam offered him. The cloth bucked and twisted trying to free itself as Will made to shred it. Athena wasn't sure when she'd backed into her sister but found Autumn's arm wrapped protectively around her. She knew the moment the shroud broke free Autumn would shove her out the nearest exit. The sound of fabric ripping and tearing sent chills down Athena's spine. The younger Daemon had to fight off the memory of the last time she'd seen the shroud.

How ten minutes can stretch to an eternity was beyond her understanding. But ten minutes is all the longer it took Will to disassemble the shadow shroud. Autumn handed him a mason jar almost quarter of the way full of salt. He jammed in the strips of cloth and she shook the contents up mixing them before tucking lighter fluid under her arm and going outside. Dean followed her knowing what the older Daemon was going to do and not wanting her to blow her arm off.

"If it was that easy why didn't my dad manage it?" Will asked prying the scissors out of his hand. His fingers seemed to have locked in place.

"Because he didn't know." was all Athena could offer as an explanation. Will smirked and shook his head.

"You mean he didn't have Autumn to decipher his granddad's scribbles?" Athena tossed her head.

"Whatever floats your boat." There was a bang out behind the motel and the sound of Dean cursing quickly followed causing the three remaining hunters to laugh.

"I guess the ashes are scattered." Sam grinned.

"Sounds that way." Will agreed. "I don't know what's wrong with that girl that she can't do anything with out a few fireworks."

"Oi! That's my sister!" Athena said giving indignity a shot but her giggle blew it.

"Come on," Will rolled off his bed straightening his shirt and righting his collar. "Better go make sure she didn't blow up a dumpster or anything."