"Maybe it's a dragon. I mean, what else steals virgins?" Dean suggested, cracking another egg into the frying pan.

"I agree with Sam, that is very unlikely," Castiel rumbled from across the table.

"Could be a siren?"

"The victims don't seem to be under the control of anything. They are just reported missing, then later found dumped in a ditch somewhere," Sam sipped at his coffee while going over the online reports.

"Well I still think we should drive out there, something's going on and needs to be taken care of."

"Dean, this doesn't really feel like our kind of thing."

"Hey," Dean interrupted, pointing the spatula at Sam, "you insisted upon the case in southern Texas awhile back and I listened. Now you need to listen to me, and I say we're going. You with us Cas?"

"I suppose I could accompany you."

"Great," Dean beamed, "we leave after breakfast."

The sun was warm on Kelly's skin as she walked to class. Heels clicking on the sidewalk providing a counter beat to the music she had playing in her ears. She was actually looking forward to class today because today was going to be the day that she sat next to that cute boy in the back of the room. He was tall, with dreamy eyes and soft spiky hair. Yes. Today she would sit beside him.

But, what would she say? Would she just sit there like a moron, or would she initiate conversation? Would he think she was a creep? Well, they were both taking the same anthropology class, so he had to have some interest in it. She'll talk to him about the class, something safe and neutral while she tests the waters.

The music in her ears and deep thoughts in her mind prohibited her from feeling the man come up behind her until he was pressing a cloth to her face.

Her head was pounding, her mouth was dry, and she could smell blood. Kelly hesitantly opened her eyes and immediately closed them again.

The room she was being held in was dark, but she could tell that it was the basement of some old wooden building. It smelled like human waste, mold, and blood.

Her vision swam, her heartbeat screamed in her head. Someone moaned in pain, was that her? Prying her eyes open again, she looked around more carefully. She was suspended by her wrists, beside her was another girl. She faintly remembered seeing her in Calculus. Ally? Alice? Amy? Beside her, another girl hung. She didn't recognize this one.

"Hey! Hey are you awake?" The other girls didn't reply. Just hung limply.

Kelly's breaths were coming in panicked hitches as she pulled at her restraints. She should cry out for help, someone might be able to hear her. She never did, though. Something told her it'd be pointless, or it could bring that man back. The one who brought her here.

She saw the recent kidnapping stories on the news, but she never thought anything of them. Not until now.

Somewhere close, a door opened. Kelly closed her eyes, listening to him come closer. He must have stopped beside the other girl. He was close enough that she could hear his breathing.

Peaking out between heavily lidded eyes, she watched as the man untied the girl beside her. He slung her over his shoulder and went out the way he came in. Kelly silently prayed that someone would help them.

The driving rain outside made the morgue seem all the more gloomy. Cas was staring thoughtfully out the window as Sam and Dean spoke with the mortician. There was something about this rainfall that he couldn't put his finger on.

The mortician opened a drawer and pulled out the latest victim, "Alicia Barnes, 23. She was found in Lime Creek just out of town. Bruising at the wrists, dislocated shoulders, I'd say she was hung up for awhile. There are also signs of sedatives, head trauma, and rape.

Leaving her grim report behind, the mortician returned to her office. Dean went over the write up as Sam gingerly examined the body.

"Dean, there's no sign of anything supernatural here. I mean, this was was probably just some human freak."

"Cas!? You gonna count raindrops all day, or you gonna help us out?" Dean swapped places with Sam.

Castiel briefly went over the body, "There is nothing else at work here. Sam is probably right."

"What the Hell, man. Why do people have to be such creeps," frustrated, Dean ran a hand through his hair.

"We should still check out the area they found her body, just in case something comes up," Sam supplied to ease his brother.

"Yea, alright. But let's get some grub first."

They returned to the motel, hoping the rain would let up so they could go investigate the creek. They were passing around Chinese take out when their scanner went off. Another body was found about a mile away from the creek.

The tires of the Impala shrieked as they flew out of the motel parking lot.

"Man, where'd all this rain even come from. When we got here it was looking like it'd be sunny for the rest of the week," Dean grumbled as the rain created mud, which got all over his Baby.

"This rain, there's something off about it," Cas finally spoke in the back seat.

"Off how? Like something weird's causing it?" Sam turned back towards the angel.

"That may be, but I'm not sure."

"Whatever it is, it can stop now. I can barely see the road," Dean grouched.

There was a collection of flashing police cars near where the body had been found. The boys pulled up alongside, flashed their badges and began the trek into the woods where the vic was found. There were reports being filled out as best they could in the rain while the officers waited for the brothers to get there.

"Agents, glad you made it out safely. This rain really is something right now," the sheriff greeted them.

"Got that right, this guy another victim?" Dean gestured at the man's body that Cas was bending down to sniff at.

"That's the thing, he's not a victim. He's the guy that took all those girls. We're thinking that a relative of one of the girls found him and did him in. It doesn't look like there was much of a struggle, though."

"So have all the girls been accounted for?" Sam inquired.

The cop beside them got very pale, "No. My daughter. Kelly, she's still out there."

Castiel returned to them and pulled them away from the officers, "His death wasn't natural, something did this to him. But there is no sulfur or EMF."

"Alright, we'll take a look around."

"We still have victims to find too," Sam reminded them.

The rain was finally letting up, which made navigating the woods much easier for the boys. They were able to roughly follow the man's trail back to an old hunting cabin. It was small, likely hadn't been used in a few years if the broken windows and invading flora were any indication.

Dean lead the way inside; pistol at the ready. Castiel followed; angel blade balanced carefully in his hand. Sam brought up the end; pistol and demon knife balanced. Soft sounds that could be speech drifted up from the basement, Sam and Cas went down to investigate while Dean cleared the rest of the ground floor.

Sam tried as hard as he could to keep the steps from creaking, he was doing well too, until he came face to face with one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

She was tall, not so much as him, but still over average. Her long dark hair cascaded around her, making her seem to float. Her sun kissed skin made her golden eyes stand out beautifully.

It took Sam several moments to remember that she could be dangerous.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Sam," her voice was warm, safe.

"What are you doing?" He dumbly replied.

She tilted her head, "Taking care of my girls. Protecting them from a vile human."

At this time, two young girls stepped out from behind the mystery woman and Cas made it down the rest of the stairs, blade ready.

"Cassie, good to see you."

"I don't know you," Cas was looking at her, seeming like he was going to strain himself with the effort.

Dean had come down at this time, "Get away from them, who are you?"

She turned back to Sam, "I'm Chasca, and if you'll excuse me, I have to get Kelly and Megan to safety. It was good seeing you again," she left with a wink.

They had all their things packed and were getting ready to make the drive home, "So did you find anything on this Chasca?"

Sam looked to his brother, "Yea, Incan goddess of Venus and the dawn. Protector of virgins and she can control the weather."

"So you're sure we shouldn't try to gank her?"

"No, I don't think we should."

"She acted as though she knew us, but I've never encountered her before," Castiel added, "and she felt...wrong. Something isn't right about her. I don't think we should dismiss her until we know for sure what she is."

"Can't hurt, and she did give me a weird vibe," Dean crumpled up his burger wrapper and started the car.

Sam sat quietly in his seat, analyzing all the warnings his subconscious was throwing at him. Cas was right about her, Sam knew that. But he didn't feel as though she were a threat. And she was familiar, did they know each other?