In a large mansion nestled just on the edge of the forest that surrounded Gryffburg, Leon Saxer watched himself dress in ceremonial robes. He was a tall, thin man with dark hair and pointedly arched eyebrows that were definitely defining. He stroked his pointed goatee making sure it came to a point. He straightened his red satin robe and started buttoning it. He liked how his black suit looked with the red robe over it. Power was the overall theme of his look.

There was a knock on the open door of his room. He glanced at the doorway through the mirror and saw Amelia standing there. She was dressed in a black skirt suit.

"Yes?" Leon asked.

"The men have brought the chest as you requested" Amelia told him. She was a pale redhead embodied by a demon. Leon turned to her and struck a pose. "You look most powerful, Leon."

"They say dress for the role you want in life" Leon said walking over to her. "Let's go see this chest."

Saxer's mansion was built in stained wood and painted in neutral colors with names like woodcraft and dill seed. He proudly displayed his wealth by featuring a few antiques and oil paintings that had been bought at auction. Any guests he had over, these were impressive and often left them envious. The people in Gryffburg were clueless as to his real treasures; his ancient texts, his collection of amulets and sacred objects, and his most prized possession - what the locals had called "Illah Nuftah". It was a gold cuff covered in ancient writing. It looked basic, but was said to come from God himself.

The chest was in a large, empty multipurpose room that Leon mostly used for ritual purposes. Two demon-possessed men stood guard.

"Leave us" Amelia ordered when they entered the room. The men left without a word. As soon as the guards were gone, Leon squatted before the chest and tried to open it. The lock on the chest held tightly and was heavily warded. He closed his eyes, made a sign with his hand, and whispered a chant. The lock flashed red and sent him sprawling backwards

"We must get that lock off" Leon said picking himself off the floor. Amelia looked the chest over.

"The writing looks to be Enochian, but I cannot read it" Amelia told him. "We should ask Andras to take a look."

"Andras does not want to be disturbed until we have all the pieces in place" Leon told her. He scowled at the chest. "I'll get it open."

Dawn slowly rose over the rolling Swiss hills. Farmers in Gryffburg had been up for a few hours already. The town was still mostly asleep with the occasional vehicle driving around. Sam had woken up early, but he felt good. Sleep had been comfortable, even in a new place. He went downstairs and found Castiel curled up on the couch, sound asleep. He smiled at his friend. Apparently, the angel had needed to sleep. Sam looked up and saw Holly asleep at a desk. It looked like she had been studying when she passed out.

"Hey, Holly" Sam said softly. He touched her shoulder. "You should lie down on the cou-"

Holly jolted awake, stood up, and shrieked in the blink of an eye. Her eyes were barely open when her left fist jutted out, connecting with Sam's chin. Her chair teetered on the back two legs, then fell over. She stood there for a moment, watching Sam recover. Her ipod dangled from the headphones still covering her ears.

"Jesus!" Sam cursed. He stood up and rubbed his chin. "Holly!"

"What's going on?" Castiel asked. He was suddenly between Sam and Holly. Holly looked as if she really had no idea what was going on. "Holly, are you alright?"

"Gus?" Holly called out.

"Sam, are you okay?" Castiel asked. He looked at his friend's face and determined that he wasn't badly injured.

"Yeah, I'm fine" Sam replied. "I just wasn't expecting it."

"Holly" Castiel said in a commanding voice. He placed a hand on her shoulder. It was met with Holly automatically moving to block the movement, but the effort had no strength behind it. "Sam, I think she's still partially asleep."

"Great" Sam said.

"Come with me" Castiel said softly to Holly. Castiel slipped the headphones off, handing them to Sam. He moved her over to the couch and got her to sit down. Sam righted her chair and came over to look at her. "Sleep, Holly."

Holly's body sagged on the couch a little. She was completely asleep.

"I thought we slept poorly" Sam remarked. He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm going to see if I can get some coffee started."

"She was up very late" Castiel said following Sam into the kitchen.

"How late?" Sam asked. He looked in the fridge and found a bag of beans. The kitchen was easy enough to maneuver. The grinder was next to the coffee pot.

"Around 3am I turned the television off. She was wide awake" Castiel told him. Castiel sat at the counter and watched Sam grind some of the coffee beans. The tall Winchester prepped the coffee pot, dumped in the ground coffee, and pressed a button that started the machine. "She did say that she gets little sleep."

"Next time we can let Dean wake her up" Sam replied with a smirk. They heard the squeaky step and footsteps. Dean's distinctive shuffle crossed the living room.

"Did someone shriek like two minutes ago?" Dean asked. He was in a pair of flannel pants and a t-shirt, similar to Sam.

"Yes" and "Sam got punched in the face" were said at the same time. Dean rubbed his face and yawned an "okay".

"Apparently, the dancing queen is not only a dangerous sleeper, but a heavy one" Sam told his brother. "Cas put her on the couch and we don't think she was actually awake."

"Well, I slept like a damn baby" Dean stated. "We definitely need to get the pillow-top mattresses or whatever those are. Did you sleep at all, Cas?"

"Yes" Castiel said. The brothers looked at him, expecting a longer answer. "The couch was comfortable. Holly gave me these clothes last night."

Dean chuckled and Sam started filling mugs up with coffee. They all turned when they heard footsteps. Holly stood there looking wide awake.

"Mornin', Slugger" Dean said before taking a sip of the brew. Sam pulled out a mug and passed a cup of coffee to her.

"Thank you" Holly said. She took a seat next to Castiel. Sam's jaw was slightly clenched and he gave her a sour look. "What?" She looked over at Castiel. "Did you move me to the couch last night?"

"Try five minutes ago" Sam said curtly. "Like right after you punched me in the face."

"Sorry" Holly apologized. "I don't recall that happening."

"You were still mostly asleep" Castiel said. Dean snickered and sipped his coffee. Castiel looked over at Holly. "Holly, you still look very tired."

"I'm fine" Holly said. A small skull flew into the room and dropped onto the table.

"Good morning" Gus said. "How's your chin, Sam?" Sam groused a little and refilled his mug. Gus chuckled. "It looked as if Castiel had things under control."

"I did" Castiel said with a small smile.

Gus moved so he was hovering over by Holly. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Gus" Holly told him. Dean watched as the skull almost seemed to look her over, as if she was wounded.

"I suppose later is fine" Gus muttered. He turned to the others. "What are your plans for the day?"

"I'm taking them to see the sights" Holly said. She stood up with her coffee. "I'm going to go get dressed. We can go into town for breakfast."

"How did she punch?" Dean asked when he was pretty sure she was upstairs.

"Hard, Dean" Sam replied.

"She seemed to be in fight-mode in her dream" Castiel replied. They looked over at Gus.

"Night terrors" Gus told them. "She sleeps very little because of them."

"Won't she go insane if she keeps that up?" Sam asked.

"We should have mentioned something about it" Gus said. "If she isn't disturbed she can sleep for maybe a solid 4 hours. After that, she's up every half hour or so." It almost sounded like Gus sighed. "I can't tell you how many skulls she's busted during a round of night terrors."

"That's got to make it tough when she has a guy over" Dean said. Sam nodded.

"She doesn't have guys over" Gus replied. Dean shrugged.

"Ok, girls...whatever" Dean said.

"No. She doesn't have people over" Gus told them. "Ever."

"Ever ever?" Dean asked. Gus focused on Dean and hovered over towards him.

"Saxon killed her friends and the boyfriend she had. He wanted a book she had" Gus told Dean. "That instigated her research into contacting...me. After assessing the situation, I joined her and we've been after him ever since."

"What made you agree to join her?" Castiel asked.

"Andras" Gus replied. "And the possibility of having a corporeal form."

Castiel stood up and leaned forward. "Andras, the great marquesse?"

"You've heard of him" Gus said moving to hover inches in front of the angel's nose. "Andras is working with Saxon. He wants to march his legions into this realm."

Castiel looked at the Winchesters with complete seriousness on his face. "This situation is more dire than you realize. Andras is not one to be taken lightly."

"Holly mentioned Andras on the train, briefly" Dean said. "There were too many people, so she got quiet about it."

"He is a leader of multiple legions of demons" Castiel told them.

"What does Saxon want?" Dean asked. He finished his coffee and sat upright with his arms across his chest.

"There's something in the bowels of Hell that he's after, but we aren't sure" Gus said.

"Something great enough to risk working with Andras" Castiel said grimly. "Why aren't the angels aware of this?"

"I've been tuning in" Gus told Castiel. "I think the angels have been busy with other things." Gus floated up and looked down at the three men. "Go with Holly. She will show you around today."

Gus headed out of the kitchen. Castiel followed. Dean looked at Sam. "Guess we're going to breakfast."

Leon Saxer poured over several old tomes in his study. He had been looking for information on the chest and ancient Enochian since the chest was brought to him. Bags had formed under his eyes and he looked a little frazzled. A shiver ran across his back as he worked on translating a text in Latin.

There was a knock on his door. Without stopping his work he simply said "I do not wish to be disturbed."

The door opened regardless to his demand. He raised a pointed eyebrow and glanced up to see Amelia enter. She had a small smile on her face. She always had it when she defied his wishes.

"I have news for you" Amelia told him. She walked over to his desk, moved an oversized book, and perched. Leon sat back, waiting for the news. "Otto and Wilhelm were in town this morning picking up pastries and they saw the most unusual thing."

"Amelia, I don't have time for stories" Leon replied. He crossed his arms and rocked a little in his padded office chair.

"A sorceress, an angel, and two hunters" Amelia said. It sounded like the start of a bad joke. Leon rubbed at his face with one hand for a moment. "Otto said that they were heading towards Wilder Bar for breakfast."

"By sorceress, you mean Holly Bennett?" Leon asked. Amelia was looking at the books on Leon's desk.

"Of course" Amelia affirmed. "She has been watching us for a while now."

"Just kill her already" Leon groaned. "I should have killed her when I had the chance."

"You need her for Andras" Amelia reminded him. She put the books down and looked Leon over. She gave him a slight pout and reached out to straighten his tie. "Look at you. Slightly rumpled from a long night of study. Want me to have some coffee sent up?"

"I'll come down to the kitchen" Leon replied. "I should take a few minutes away from these books." He stood up and marked his place. "Have Otto and Wilhelm keep an eye on Bennett and her new friends. If there's opportunity, kill the hunters. If they can handle it, have them take out the angel as well."

"I will let them know" Amelia said following him out of the study.

Wilder Bar, or the Wild Bear, was a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant that was bear themed. The Winchesters, Castiel, and Holly were seated at a booth with a yellow and white lattice patterned table top and a painting of a black bear in the forest hung on the wall next to Sam's head. Sam was working on a vegetarian egg-white omelet while Dean, who was sitting next to him, worked on a waffle slathered in berries and whipped cream with a side of locally-made sausage. Castiel opted to simply have tea. Holly stuck with scrambled eggs and sauteed veggies. Dean watched a man enter Wilder Bar wearing traditional attire of lederhosen. He nudged his brother.

"Sammy look. That dude is in lederhosen" Dean said almost in disbelief.

"There's a festival starting today Dean" Sam reminded his brother. Holly's hair was up in her leather slide and stick, giving her almost a messy look. She had one skull earring in, the other ear had a small silver stud. Despite her short night hours, she didn't appear tired.

"Do you want a pair of lederhosen, Dean?" Holly asked. He gave her a look and dug into his waffle.

"How long have you been over here, Holly?" Sam asked. He gave her his best friendly face and hoped she would indulge in some small talk.

"In Europe?" Holly asked. "Just over two years or so."

"What about your family back home?" Castiel asked. Holly speared the last of her veggies.

"They're...gone" Holly said. She popped the veggies in her mouth and chewed.

"Holly" Gus said in her ear. His tone was one of warning. Her left eye squinted a little bit. She looked up to find Dean watching her. She averted her eyes to her plate of almost finished food.

"How long does a passport let you stay in a country?" Sam asked.

"Long enough" Holly replied. She took a bite of her eggs and dropped some money on the counter. "That should cover everyone's food."

They watched her leave the restaurant. Castiel spoke first. "I believe passports might be a touchy subject for her, Sam."

"Maybe she should have just gone to bed last night" Sam muttered. The waitress came by and Dean handed her the bills that were on the table.

"We all have our shit that we're dealing with, Sammy" Dean said. He glanced at the front of the restaurant, where the front windows were. People were starting to walk around, but he didn't like the look of two men that passed. In fact, his gut sank a little and his lip twitched. Dean put one last bite of food in his mouth, leaving almost a full quarter of waffle on his plate. "I'll be right back."

"Dean!" Sam called after him. He shook his head and went back to his food. Dean left the restaurant, following the two men.

"Let him be" Castiel said sipping his tea. "Sometimes Dean is remarkably wise about personal matters."

Sam laughed and worked on his food.

Outside, Dean looked for the two men that he had seen. They had been in dark clothing. He scanned the few people out walking around. He didn't see Holly either.

"Dammit" Dean cursed to himself. He stopped at a narrow one-way road that looked more like an alley. It looked still and quiet. That's what they like, Dean thought to himself. He looked around one last time before heading down the road. It wound between the buildings and housed the only graffiti he had seen in Gryffburg, which was very little and only some unimaginative words. He didn't have his gun on him, but he could feel his knife pressed against his waist.

The road curved just enough that he couldn't see the main street and that's when he heard a slight scuffle. Dean reached for his knife and hurried to an alcove made up of a stack of boxes and a dumpster. A white van provided perfect cover.

Dean heard the sounds of a fight and barely slowed his paced when something heavy hit the van.

"Zicke!" A man spat out. He came around the van just in time to see the man hit the van with his fist, missing Holly as she slid away from his fist. Sticking out from the pile of boxes were the legs of the other man.

"Hey" Dean said as the man grabbed Holly by her jacket collar. He was ready with knife in hand. The man turned to look at him with black eyes. "Leave her alone, asshat."

Holly lashed out with a fist, but the man was solid and barely moved when her fist collided with his face. He turned back to her with black eyes and a grim grin. He was too close for Holly to move her legs actionably. He pulled his fist bac-They all tumbled over as Dean tackled both of them. The demon lost his grip on Holly and turned to fight off the hunter.

"I said" Dean grunted as he vied for a more dominant position over the demon. "Leave her alone!"

He plunged his knife into the demon's chest. The look of shock on the faces of demons never ceased to be satisfying to him. Holly picked herself up from between the men and the van. She went over to the other fallen demon and retrieved her own blade.

"Holly? You okay?" Dean asked. He stood up a little too gracefully and tucked his knife away. He saw her holding her own blade and helped her step over the men.

"Thanks" Holly said. She was staring down at the men, the demons. She tucked her knife away. Her ear was bleeding slightly, the skull earring had been crushed.

"What happened?" Dean asked. Holly grabbed Dean's hand and pulled him down the road towards an alley.

"I don't want people to see us" Holly told him. When they were safely away, Holly spoke. "They hustled me down this way. The tall one was fast. I don't know...one minute I was running, the next we were fighting behind the van."

"You're okay?" Dean asked. He looked at her ear again. "Your ear is cut a little."

"Gus?" Holly asked. She was met with silence. They started walking down the alley towards the main street. "I've never had them attack during daylight hours. Something is going on, Dean."

"You've been attacked before?" Dean asked. Holly gave him a look that made him raise his hands up. "Okay, okay. Dumb question."

"I can't believe I dropped my knife" Holly said under her breath. Dean stopped her.

"Hold on" Dean said. He fished through his pockets and finally pulled out a cleaning cloth for his sunglasses. He reached for her ear and Holly automatically moved away. "Just let me get your ear."

Holly nodded and held still as Dean undid her earring, or what was left of it, and cleaned the blood. When the skull broke, it had sliced the outer rim of her ear and had knicked her cheek.

"Well, you're cleaned up" Dean said. He gave her a smile. "As your current doctor, I prescribe never going anywhere alone until we get this shit figured out."

"I'll keep that in mind, Doctor Dean" Holly replied. "Thanks."

"How does that affect Gus?" Dean asked. They started back down the alley, heading for the restaurant.

"He gets sent to the ether" Holly said with a gesture to the air around them.

"The ether?" Dean asked.

"Yeah" Holly replied. "You know...the void or air or whatever. I get home and he's there. It's like he gets sent to wherever we're staying." They made it to the main street. "He's non-corporeal, so I don't think it hurts him."

"Dean!" Castiel called out. Castiel and Sam were standing outside of the restaurant. Dean and Holly hurried over to them.

"Where were you?" Sam asked.

"Just walking around" Holly said quickly before Dean made a sound.

Dean looked at the others and agreed. "Yep, just walking around." It was almost a challenge for them to disagree. "What's the game plan for the morning, Holly?"

"Let's head back and take a drive" Holly said. She didn't give them a chance to disagree. She just started walking. Sam and Castiel looked at Dean who raised his hands and shrugged.

"I feel like we missed something" Castiel said to Sam. They watched Dean hurry to catch up with Holly.

An hour later, the five were packed into Holly's small blue compact car. Holly had shown them the main roads of Gryffburg, stopping for coffee to-go, and they were now heading out to a nearby pond. Holly had put in another skull earring and had brought along a small cat skull. Gus had insisted.

"Spiegelteich has been used by Saxer on seven occasions" Gus told his guests. He hovered in the cat skull as Holly drove along the narrow, winding forest roads. "From what we could determine, looking at the ritual areas after he was gone, it was mundane ritual work."

"What do you mean 'mundane'?" Sam asked. He sat in the front seat, having claimed a need for extra leg room.

"He tries his hand at a little witchcraft" Gus replied. "Put a hex on this person, make those people irresistible to each other...you know...basic mundane stuff."

"Why do we need to see Schmegel-whatever?" Dean asked.

"Spiegelteich" Gus corrected. "It seems to be an important place to Saxer, so we keep an eye on it."

Holly sped up a little. The forest was growing denser. "Tell them about that thing he conjured that one time."

"Oh yes!" Gus said excitedly. "We once observed Saxer conjuring up this black beast of some kind with tentacles. There was this great swirling vortex that the tentacles extended from and we watched him slice-Holly? Are you aware that there is a black vehicle trying to catch up to us?"

"Yes" Holly replied. Her car was desperately unsuitable for a car chase, especially on the winding forest road. Her passengers all looked behind them. A sleek black car was gaining on them.

"You're not going to out do them in this shit bucket" Dean said. He leaned forward so he could talk more directly to Holly. "How well do you know this road?"

"I'm kind of familiar with it" Holly replied. She slowed to enter a curve and sped up on her way out of it.

"If there's a spot to pull over, do it" Dean told her. "We all head for the forest. They can't drive through trees. Just make sure there's some distance between us and them so we get a minute or two."

"I'm trying" Holly said. She glanced over at Sam. "Make sure Gus gets out."

They went another mile or two before an opportunity presented itself. Holly was sure that the little blue car nearly went on two wheels when she pulled off and braked hard. The group left the vehicle as quickly as they could, fleeing for the trees. The trees just off the road were on a slight downward slope and the ground was just uneven enough to be worrisome of roots and rocks.

The black car screeched to a halt and pulled over. Two men in dark clothes got out and ran for the trees. Dean grabbed Holly and pulled her behind a giant twisted yew tree.

"Shhh" Dean hissed in her ear. The others had all found trees to hide behind. He carefully peeked around the tree and saw the two men slowly making their way through the trees with handguns out. He move back behind the tree, staying within close proximity to Holly. He leaned in close, so he could speak into her ear. "Good thing I brought back up this time."

"What do you mean?" Holly asked. Dean reached under his coat and pulled out a handgun. "Dean."

"I got this, sweetheart" Dean told her. He peeked around the tree again and immediately caught the eye of one the men. Shots fired and hit the tree. Dean crouched down a little and moved. He ran for the cover of another thick-trunked tree and fired a few rounds. Holly waited until the gunfire stopped before she risked a peek. Dean was safe behind a tree and the one man was dead. The other man was hurrying over to his friend. She watched as Castiel suddenly appeared beside the second man and placed his hand on the man's forehead. A black mass erupted from the man as he collapsed.

"It's safe" Castiel announced. Holly stepped out from behind the large yew and came out to look at the two men on the ground.

"Demons" Holly said. Sam knelt between the men and started going through their pockets. Gus hovered around Sam. Holly's stomach twisted into a knot.

"Anything?" Dean asked. Sam pulled out a folded piece of paper from an inner jacket pocket of the one shot by Dean. It was written in German.

"It's in German" Sam said handing it to Castiel. The angel looked at the piece of paper. It was a bill of lading.

"I think I'm going to be sick" Holly said. The knot in her stomach was somewhere between a vicious cramp and terrible nausea.

"Kill enough demons and you get used to it" Dean told her.

Something struck Holly as definitely not being right. "Gus?"

Holly was suddenly yanked backwards, as if someone had a rope around her waist. She screamed as she was violently drawn through the forest by an invisible force. She collided with a young larch and went limp, still traveling backwards like a rag doll.

"What the fuck was that?!" Dean yelled. He had wanted to shoot something, but there wasn't anything attached to Holly and she had moved too quickly. Gus had called out for his human, but she had moved too fast for him to keep up. All they could do was watch as Holly disappeared into the thick forest screaming, and when that stopped dread washed over them.