The owner had identified Sam and Dean from their mug shots upon arriving at the motel. After calling for back up, strapping on their built proof vest, JJ and Derek were in position. Watching the room from a safe distance they were not sure if either of the brothers were in the room.
JJ knew that if spotted the Winchesters could easily slip away. Their best bet was to use a forceful entry and scout the room not giving them time to run. Whither they were there or not served their purpose, either arresting them on the spot or catching them by surprise and when they returned. Scouting the building in the open parking lot posed a bigger risk of the brothers seeing them and skipping town as soon as the bridge was fixed.
"You want to wait for back up?" Derek asked already guessing what she was thinking.
"Not especially, the Winchesters are smart if we wait now we could lose them." She stated as she pulled her gun from its holster and walked carefully to the motel door.
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Sam watched the woman carefully as the two stood in the motel room. Lilith had appeared just as Chuck had said she would, in the body of a young dental assistant rather than a little girl.
No matter the form Lilith took she imposed a powerful presence. Even when in the guise of a little girl there had been nothing innocent about her once she had made herself known. The soft brown eyes of a child replaced with an unnatural hollow white, while her tiny hands were covered in blood.
The beautiful women she possessed now might have been considered delicate and beautiful, but with Lilith possessing her she now had a sensation of power seeping from her veins. Blonde hair could not be compared to the warm rays of the sun, so much as it was gold- hard, cold and strong. The soft features and porcine skin of the human host were just a frail covering to the raw power inside her.
Lilith entered the room with a commanding stride, destroying the devils trap Sam had set for her with a raise of her, and looked at him- thoroughly unimpressed with attempt to trick her.
A sinister smile tugged on the corner of her lips as if to tell Sam he would have to try harder then a common devils trap to beat her.
Swallowing loudly Sam chose to take up the challenge. Raising his arm and focusing he attempted to use his psychic powers, as she had countless times before. Ordinarily the demon would flinch backwards, screaming in agony as they were forcibly ripped from their host body, but with Lilith the most he could to was cause a slight shift in the air to toss her golden hair.
"You're strong. But not that strong." Lilith mocked as she continued to stare at him from across the room. "Not yet."
Sam's heart pounded in his chest as he realized all the practicing he had done, the scarifies he had made, was for nothing.
"So why don't you throw me around then." Sam responded in his own mocking tone, knowing that for whatever reason her powers did not work on him either.
"Because I can't and you know it." Lilith stated sounding the slightest bit annoyed by the admission. "You're immune by my charms. It seams were at a stalemate." She added with a flirtatious smile and suddenly Chucks prediction seemed all that more likely.
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JJ and Derek carefully approached the room. Back to the walls as they neared the Winchesters room door with their guns drawn and pointed to the ground.
Approaching from either side the two agents inched closer to the door. The old wood of the baseboards creaked under their weight. Both FBI agents could feel a tight knot forming in their gut at the anticipation of final catching the Winchester, and that anticipation only grew when they finally met at the doorframe and could vaguely here the voices of two people inside.
Nodding JJ took a half-steep back as Derek kicked in the door with one powerful blow.
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Lilith had offered Sam a deal. In exchange for both his brothers surrendering to her she would stop breaking the seals to Lucifer's cage. It was a tempting offer, the life of every living being on earth weighed against two lives, but Sam wasn't fool. Lilith would find some loophole and then there would be no one to stoop her.
Still Sam played along letting her take him by the collar and pull him down on top of her on the bed exactly as Chuck had written. The beautiful eyes of the human she was possessing had tuned white once again and he could feel her gentle breath piercing his face.
If Sam had been able to use his psychic ability he would have been able to save the woman, but that was no longer an option and for that he was sorry.
Quickly Sam pulled the knife from in under the pillow, intending to stab it into her chest but Lilith was not easily caught off guard. Flipping him over without any trouble she took the knife from his grasp. It seemed that Sam's immunity to her powers did not extend to her physical strength.
Just as she was about to bring the knife down on his won chest the two of them were caught off guard but the motel room door bursting open.
Splinters of wood burst off the doorframe as two figures charged into the room.
"Freeze fbi!" A familiar voice shouted.
Sam's eyes widened while Lilith looked all the more amused. Both agents seemed very shocked to see what appeared to be an ordinary woman about to stab a suspected killer in the chest.
"Ma'am put the knife down and steep away." Sam heard agent Jareau instruct but didn't have the chance to warn her before Lilith let out a bone chilling laugh.
The sound cut through the intense atmosphere as Lilith still held the knife high above him. She turned her deadly gaze back to him for just a second before looking back at the two agents.
Almost instantly an invisible force through them both against the inner wall of the motel, their surprised scream cut through his ears.
Hands pinned above their heads they were frozen a foot above the ground. JJ and Derek struggled desperately against an unknown force, but the futile movement only caused the hold on them to tighten.
"NO!" Sam shouted as Lilith stood up and walked over to the two agents.
"Now, now, Sam let not do anything hasty." Lilith warned, as he was about to charge at her. Threateningly she dragged the blade across the exposed neck of JJ.
"You should have taken my deal, now these will be the first of many to pay for your mistake." She added about to drive the blade deep into her carotid artery.
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JJ didn't know what was happening. One minute Derek and her were about to make the arrest and the next they were thrown against the wall. Trying to move her hands JJ found herself unable to move even an inch, unable to even shift her eyes to look at Derek.
A painful pressure pressed on her chest making it difficult to breath and suddenly there was a new danger in front of her. The women she had seen upon entering the room moved to stand in front of her, the knife still in her hand.
This couldn't be real. JJ thought as the woman's eyes rolled back into her head so all that could be seen was a blank wall of white.
Opening her mouth to speak JJ realised her voice was gone and the only sound that she could make was a desperate rattling gasp, like the sound of an empty spray can with a rattling ball inside.
The cold blade touched her skin caused her try to flinch but her body refused to obey. It was a terrifying feeling to be aware of everything around her but unable to respond.
The woman was about to end her right then and there when JJ seen two figures charge into the room, her vantage point against the wall allowing her to see both Dean Winchester and Chuck Shurley before the blonde haired women did.
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"I am the prophet, Chuck." Chuck stated with no confidence what-so-ever as he was dragged into the room by Dean. It was such a ridiculous statement if JJ wasn't certain they were all about to die she might have laughed.
"You've got to be joking." The blonde haired woman said as her eyes rolled back to their normal brown and she took a slow threatening steep towards Chuck.
As she did a gentle glow began to flow into the room.
"Oh, this is no joke." Dean said as he shoved Chuck towards the woman.
Suddenly the room began to tremble and the gentle glow pouring through the window turned into a scorching bright light.
"You see, Chuck here's got an archangel on his shoulder." Dean shouted over the loud clattering of objects falling off the walls and the sound of the building being torn apart. "You've got about ten seconds before this room is full of wrath and you're a piece of charcoal. You sure you want to tangle with that?" Dean shouted confidently. It was clear he was threatening the woman but both JJ and Derek had no clue what was going on.
The two agents could only watch helplessly as the wall shook against their back and the light to burn their eyes as they remained suspended above the floor.
JJ saw the woman give Sam one last look before lifting her head as a black smoke poured out of her screaming vessel and collapsing to the floor.
Just as the strange smoke flooded out of the room the walls stopped shaking, the blinding light disappeared, and both JJ and Derek fell to the floor.
Sam had ran to the woman, while Dean moved away from Chuck towards Derek and her.
She heard him ask if they were all right, but everything seamed fogy. Her head was spinning making it difficult to concentrate, and her words came out slurred.
"Come on Blondie talk to me." Dean said as she began to focus.
"Agent Jareau, Agent Morgan." Chuck greeted as he shuffled nervously in the background.
"I guess we're going to have to clue them in." Dean said as he looked over his shoulder to his brother helping the woman Lilith was possessing to sit up.
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Sitting on the motel bed JJ and Derek tried to process what had just happened. Chuck had taken the blonde haired women to the hospital to be checked out but they had stayed to listen to what the brothers had to say.
Dean explained that it had been the demon Lilith who possessed the blonde woman and had used her powers to pin them both against the wall. It sounded insane but JJ could still feel the tender sensation as her wrist bruised, but not due to any physical restraint.
"Back when we last met, the missing kids in the woods… that was a
Wendegio." JJ whispered so quietly she wasn't sure if she even said it out loud.
"A real Wendigo?" She clarified speaking a little louder.
"That's right." Sam said speaking softly.
"And are vampires, werewolf-" Derek started but the question was to ridicules for him to even ask.
"All real." Sam answered him honestly anyway.
"Just for the recode ghost are real too. Shapeshifters, ghouls, demons, angels, the whole shebang." Dean piped in. He really loved the rare moments when he got to say things like that to normal people. To see their look of confusion, and terror, and mostly shock cross there features when they realised he wasn't in fact crazy.
"So all this time, I thought I was tracking you two by following all the omens but I was really tracking these things." JJ said as her gaze shifted from the floor to the two brothers.
"That's right, you'd make a good hunter by the way." Dean praised.
"I think I'll stick to my day job." JJ responded as the shock of what just happened began to wear away.
"That's probably for the best. Just in case you ever do see a pattern like this again-" Sam said before scribbling something down on a sheet of paper. "You call this number and our friend will take care of it." He said before placing the paper in her hands and wrapping her fingers around it.
"Are you going to be okay?" Sam asked as she looked at them both.
"Yeah, backup should be here soon you two should get out of here." Derek said as he looked between the two brothers. It was clear that there were some things in this world that only these two could deal with and they couldn't stop them from behind bars. "We also got to figure out something to tell Hotch." Derek added looking over at JJ.
"What are you planning on telling him?" Dean asked.
"The truth." JJ answered as she retrieved their dad's journal from the suv outside and handed it back to them. "It's impossible to track the Winchesters."
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so that's the end of part 2, I hope you liked it and I apologies for my spelling and grammar.
i had always intended to write this (it has been plotted out on my computer since i wrote the first part of the story, I just wasn't sure if I would ever finish it).
i have a vague idea about what I want to write for part three. the idea is something is going on close to home, either Hotch or JJ notice the parents acting weird at their childs school and JJ ends up calling the number Sam gave her (Bobby's number) and Garth gets put on the case. it would be shorter then the first two parts of this story because after that I want to write about the BAU team getting involved in the apocalypse story arc.
unfortunately, i have A LOT of school work I need to be doing so it could take some time assuming i even continue with this story.
I have some other stories almost finished so I might work on them and get them posted before I even start part three of this story.