Hey guys. I know that we haven't updated very recently, and we are sorry about that, but it's the last stretch of school and we have been really busy. This is a rather short chapter just FYI. Anyway here is the newest chapter, so enjoy!

P.S. The first part is in Dean's Pov and the second part in in Cas' and the little - in Dean's phone call are where Sam is talking

After dropping off Sam and Gabriel, Cas, Meg and I went to the family's house. It was a nondescript little house on the edge of nowhere. No one was home, but just as we were turning back, and I got an eyeful of Meg's ass, a hot twenty-ish year old girl and a middle-aged woman walking up, carrying groceries.

"Can we help you three?" the woman asked.

I had to clear my throat to get Cas' eyes off the twenty year old, and answered, "Yes miss, we," gesturing to Cas and I, "are from the FBI, and this is our associate Miss DeVil."

"And if you show me your badges, I'll be happy to help you."

Cas, as I suspected, held his upside-down, and when I touched his hand to fix it, shivers went down my spine. Ignoring them the best I could, I told Mrs. Nethel that we were there to talk to her about her son, Joseph. That immediately closed her up, but trying to maintain appearances, she invited us in. Five minutes later, with a cup of boiling hot water(supposedly tea, which I didn't drink) in my hands, I was seated on a couch with Cas on the opposite side as Meg looked at family photos above the mantle.

"So, Mrs. Nethel, we are curious about your son, could you tell us any information about him?" I asked dramatically.

"First I would like to know why you ask about him and what you want to know, specifically," replied the mother.

"Well miss," Meg interrupted, "we do like to keep track of our little ducklings. What kind of job does Joseph have?"

"He's a librarian. In fact, I think he's on his way to work right now. I'm sure you can catch him, if you would like to talk to him."

"Wait," Cas spoke up with a little crinkle between his eyebrows, "did you say that Mr. Nethel works at the library? Is that the one in town? Next to the police station?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

I excused myself to their bathroom, and immediately called Sam.

"Sammy!-Joseph works at the library! Is he there?-Well hurry up, he's on his way.-What do you mean?-Well, he's definitely leviathan. What do you want to do?-That'd be a great idea, but do you remember the lead? It said two, one a man, the other a woman. We'll separate them and ask them individually.-An hour? Alright, but I don't know what would take you so long. See ya." I hung up the phone and flushed the toilet to avoid suspicion.

I called Cas over to the hallway in front of the bathroom and explained what we had to do. Immediately he went for the young chick, and asked her into the kitchen a little too eagerly. I signaled Meg to go in with him. Now it was one-on-one time with a potential leviathan. I was hoping that Cas would be able to recognize if one of them was leviathan but apparently after his magic recovery, or whatever the hell Gabriel did to him, he could only see people's faces, not their souls. So now he can only see Meg for her physical face, not what I imagine her horribly ugly demon face would look like. Honestly I'm a little angry about that part, because besides the demon-ness, Meg was pretty hot. Maybe if I could just ignore the demon-ness for a little-No, I am in a house with a possible leviathan. Gotta focus.

"Alright, Mrs. Nethel, is it true that your son went missing for two months?"

"Yes, actually, its a miracle that I got my boy back," she replied with that creepy painted-on mother face. If Cas said the girl was normal I was totally gonna Windex this one.

"A real miracle," I commented, but I couldn't help but put a touch of sarcasm in my tone, "Has he talked about the incident at all?"

"No, he hasn't, and we won't push him. It was two months after all, and he went through a horrible ordeal. I don't want to pressure him."

"Two months Mrs. Nethel. You lost your son for two months. Don't you want to know what happened?"

With that she looked at me with some weird expression, and started yelling, "You know what kid, I want you out of my house right now! OUT!"

You really can't blame that all on me. Cas got kicked out too because of something, and Meg is mad at both of us. Well now we have about 45 minutes just for fun!

After Dean informed me that either the sister or the mother were probably leviathan, I immediately felt bad. They were lovely ladies and I could tell that they had gone through a very traumatic experience, but I also felt disappointed in myself. Ever since I had become sane again, I had not been able to help much. Yet to recover some of my powers, I wasn't able to see people's true form. I had realized that I had never really seen Meg's human face. I understand that it is not actually Meg's face, of course, but since my brother put us under the "lust spell," it has been rather hard for me to not notice how pretty her vessel is. Her face is rather beautiful and her body is better than most humans I have seen. I also felt the strange attraction I had had for her increase exponentially; I found it hard to control myself around her recently. Then again, I had found it hard to control myself around any living person, as right now proved.

For whatever reason, I had immediately decided to interrogate the daughter, Tracy, when Dean told me that we had to "split up." I believe that it may have had something to do with the close proximity that Dean and I were talking in, but I felt an uncontrollable desire that I have rarely felt before. I knew that acting on that desire would not be in Dean's wishes, so I restrained myself but instead found myself gravitating towards Tracy. I asked her if she would allow me to question her in the kitchen, and she agreed rather quickly. I realized then that Meg had followed us and was watching me. I guess my response was rather speedy, but I did not really mind the company. Maybe her presence would help me stay in control of myself.

While in the kitchen, I tried to compose myself, and managed to get out the question, "So your brother, he went missing for two months?"

At this a sad look came into Tracy's eyes and she almost mumbled, "Yeah, two whole months. And he won't even talk about it."

"He won't? Any reason why that is?" Meg questioned in between looking through the cabinets.

With a rather annoyed look on her face that spoke of many arguments, Tracy responded, "Well, I think it was just traumatic for him...he hasn't acted quite right since."

"Oh?" I asked. She had my attention now, "What do you mean? In what way has he been acting different?"

"To start he barely eats anymore. He says it just doesn't taste good. I even made him his favorite dessert and he looked at me like he never even liked it!"

I began to sympathize with her. To have your brother, the one you grew up with, be so distant, well it didn't sit well with me. To help comfort her I put my arm around her and lightly kissed her forehead, but she freaked out and Meg's eyes almost popped out of her head.

"Oh my god, you perv, back off! Get out of here, you know enough about my family! Don't come near us again!"

"Yes I think it's time that we leave, Clarence," And Meg rushed me out of the house; we were soon followed by Dean, also kicked out.

I was a little taken aback by her reaction, although I did realize later how my actions could have been taken in the wrong way. I was actually glad in a way that I had been dragged away from the house, as I was finding it unbelievably hard to control myself around others. Especially, I found, Dean. I knew that I could not act on my feelings, no matter how much I might want to, but I couldn't help but think of him over most others. Even over Meg. I was grateful for Meg's company over the last few months, but a part of me had also wished that it were Dean that had stayed to watch over me, not Meg. She had really grown on me, however, and especially now I found it quite hard to stay away from her. There was an undeniable attraction between us. I just wish that there was the same attraction between Dean and myself. But there was no way to fix the situation I was having with Dean, so I decided to stop thinking about it. After all, Dean had told us that there was another 45 minutes to spare before we were to pick up our brothers.

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