What did we get into now? I thought. Groaning inwardly I could literally hear Sam's brain trying to think of what to say. She looked at us and I knew she knew that we were uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry." Sam replied.

I nearly fell to the ground. You don't say sorry to a killer! Thats insane. Thats like if a killer was standing over your bed and you said sorry for sitting up into his knife.

"Nothing to be sorry about. It was my own stupidity." She replied.

Sam urged her to keep speaking by asking, "So this Threshold, what is it exactly?"

She let out a soft sigh and looked Sam straight in the face, her eyes looked him up and down before she said, "Not what you think. They say they search for missing people but in reality its they search for people that don't want to work for the company anymore. They know to much. So they bring in normal citizens in and well look at me. They make us to find the people, but we have the ability to, see in the dark and cloak peoples minds so they don't see our wings. But some can see me, only because, they are either, drunk, gotten into something they shouldn't have or have been touched by the Supernatural."

She looked at both of us, as if she knew the answer already on how we could see her wings. Holy cow, I thought they really thought that through. With what I just found about Threshold made me sick. They had no right to destroy peoples lives like this. The thought of her being a killer left my mind and I only felt sad for her.

God Dean, I thought get a hold of yourself. She continued, "I remember going in and was knocked out. I remember a lot of the surgery and the pain them saying it would be okay. But...my life before then...I don't know. Sometimes I think I really was created in a tube."

Looking at the ground she cleared her throat. Sam and I shifted slightly, the whole time the thought of getting revenge on those crazy ass people. People make no sense, I thought demons do, but people never.

Sam being the big helper her is tried to help her more by saying, "What do you remember?"

"My name. Aeryn. Another woman, I think she was my sister I don't know."

Her face was concentrating on trying to remember, and I could see she was getting frustrated at not getting answer. Sam opened his mouth again to talk and I jabbed him in the ribs to stop. This wasn't helping, just bringing back old memories she was probably trying to bury.

Walking over to her I knelt down next to her. She looked up surprised and a bit worried. I couldn't help but smile felling myself wanting to protect her.

"Come on, its late we should get some rest. Tomorrow we can go kick Thresholds ass." I whispered as we stood up together.

"Give me 10 minutes and we can do it." she replied

"You telling me you sleep for only 10 minutes?"

"Yea, sometimes longer depending how much I need to rejuvenate."

Your joking me I thought as she walked away from us, and into a bedroom. Looking at Sam I could see him laughing, and shaking his head.

"What?" I said annoyed.

"What was that all about?"

"It was nothing, look we've been through a lot it doesn't help to hit her with 20 questions." I said, looking back to the darkened doorway where she entered.

"You like her." he said

"Shut up."

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I woke up with a start, my left hand stung from the wax that had pooled onto the hard wood floors. Rubbing my neck I stretched, wondering why I had woken up. The big room was dim since some of the candles drowned in the wax. Peeling the wax off my hand I stood up, my spine popping.

Yawning I saw Sam sleeping underneath the windows. It was dark outside, maybe two o'clock in the morning I guessed. Why had I woke up I thought? The feeling of danger was thick in the air and I couldn't figure out why. Slipping to the doorway Aeryn had gone through I tried to find her in the dark. I had to stop soon, for fear of risking I would bump into something and wake her up.

The feeling of doom was heavy on my shoulders and it unsettled me. Whats going on I thought? Turning to leave I felt something light grab my shoulder, spinning around I was ready to fight where Aeryn's voice came from the dark.

"You feel it to?"

"What is it?" I said, relieved it was her.

She didn't answer for a second then said, "I'll help you guys but first we have to move."

"Now? Where?" I asked confused, knowing she was hiding something from me.

"Anywhere."

Trying to form a plan in my mind I heard her groan behind me. "Are you okay?"

"Fine."

"Sure you are, just like you were fine when you opened the door. You looked like you were drunk or in a lot of pain."

"You noticed that?" she grumbled.

I nodded, laughing to myself. But what was she hiding? I opened my mouth to ask her. But her hand came over my mouth and her lips brushed my ear making me shiver.

"Don't say anything." she whispered.

Slipping into my fighting mode I wished I had brought some kind of gun. We heard the ding of the elevator. I heard rustling and remembered Sam was in the main room. Exposed. No I thought, breaking free from Aeryn's grasp.

"Sam." I whispered running back out into the main room.

He was still under the window, awake and looking at me. He mouthed what as I motioned for him to stay quiet. Aeryn brushed by me, the shoulder of her wing tickling my cheek. She motioned for us to blow out the candles as something hit the door.

Without wasting time, all of us started blowing the candles out. Cast into darkness I couldn't help but think how it was stupid to be in the dark. I couldn't see anything, did she really expect to take on whatever it was? The door split and crack, then blew inward. Wood pieces hit my face, and I kept quiet.

Five men came in, wielding guns, and flashlights. The lights were flashed around, and I tried to stay out of the light, sinking back into shadow. The men motioned to each other to spread out. Pressing myself against the wall near the door, I wondered what Aeryn was going to do.

There was a loud screech, just like what the harpy would give out. My heart thudded in my chest as I heard the men scream out orders. The room was lit with gun shot, bullets hit the wall next to me and I dropped to the ground. What the hell was she doing I thought as I army crawled to the door.

"GET OUT!" She screamed at us.

Out in the hall way I jumped up and looked for anything to fight with. Sam jumped out, grabbed me and started to pull me towards the elevator. He was covered in blood, and had a dazed look in his eyes.

"Let go!" I yelled, pulling away, "What are you doing we need to help her!"

"She doesn't need our help." he said, sighing loudly as we stood by the elevator, looking down the hall near her door where gunshots still sounded.

Aeryn screamed again and I was amazed at how much it sounded like the harpy. Ignoring what Sam said I started to walk over there.

"Dean, trust me, you don't need to go there."

Giving him a glare I shrugged him off. She still needed help, why were these people after her?

"Dean!" Sam yelled.

Walking towards Aeryn's room I brushed away Sam's shouts. As I was about to step into the darkened room, there was a gust of wind, and I was pushed down on the ground covering my face.

"Time to go." she said breathlessly, wings folding back into place in the hall.