Dean

I woke up and ran a hand through my hair as i stood up and answered my phone.

"What?"

"Dean." it was Kayla. "We did the spell."

"What! Where are you?" I asked as I hit Sam awake. I pulled on my coat as Sam woke up slowly. My knee's buckled and i grabbed at the chair.

"You okay?" Sam slurred.

"What the fuck did they do to us?" I asked as i shook my head trying to clear it. "What did you do to us?" i asked Kayla.

"We put a sleep spell over you. It was just gonna be Cas and Kushiel, but you woke up, and we didn't want to risk Sam." she replied

"Where the fuck are you?" I asked again.

"Fillmore street."

"Fillmore street? How the fuck are you that far away?"

"Just get here Dean. Please." she said before hanging up. I put my phone back in my pocket and poked Cas.

"Get up. They did the spell." I said as Cas woke up. I grabbed the keys from the table, knowing that they weren't for this room cause I had them in a pocket, and went to their room.

They had left nothing, apart from Kushiel. The place was clean. They had been thorough when they had packed up, and quick. I hadn't heard them till they had come to our room and put Cas in the chair. Something glinted on the table top and I walked over to it. It was their iron bracelets.

"We should go then." Sam said from the door. I grabbed them and put them in my pocket.

"Yeah." I said before shaking Kushiel who woke up.

"I packed for you." Sam said, throwing my bag at me. I took it and walked down stairs. I put some money on the till and wrote a quick note, leaving the keys on the table.

"They did the spell didn't they?" Sam asked as I got in the car.

"Yeah." I replied as I revved the engine.

It didn't take long to get there. I tapped my fingers against the wheel as we reached the street she had said. I saw Kayla rush out of an alleyway as we pulled up and look at us. We all got out and walked towards her, grabbing our guns in case they were necessary. She ran back and I glanced at Sam who started to jog after her. Urgh jogging.

"Holy shit." I heard Sam say as he stopped and looked around the alleyway. I caught up and looked around.

There were shadows on the walls, at least 20, covering the shitty graffiti. Sienna was laying on the floor, unmoving, and covered in blood. She was in the middle of a sigil inside a devils trap.

"Why?" I asked quietly. Kayla was next to Sienna, her hands hovering close to her face.

"Kayla, why?" Sam asked louder. She looked up and glared at us.

"Because S had a point." she replied before standing up and wiping her hands on her trousers. It had little effect as they were both already bloody.

"We have to bury her."

"And salt and burn her-"

"No! No, please, don't close that door."

"If you do she won't be able to come back anyway." Crowley's voice came as he walked out from the shadows.

"What do you want Crowley?" I asked as he walked towards her body on the floor.

"Her soul, she did after all sell it to me."

"It hasn't been 10 years."

"Correct, but she is already dead, I'm just collecting. I'll bring her back. I owe her that."

"Oh so now you owe her." I said making him turn to face me.

"Yes, she just wiped out almost the complete other side. I'll bring her back."

"Wait, you'll actually bring her back?" Sam asked.

"Yes. Look, I may have a soft spot for her. She did just keep me on the throne, she is sarcastic enough to keep you on your toes and anything that makes you uncomfortable is good for me. And she doesn't deserve hell."

"So you'll let her pass?" I heard Kayla ask from behind him.

"I can't let her pass, she sold her soul, but I'll get her back as early as I can."

"How early?" I asked.

"Minimum is 100 years. If she's a demon by then, I'll kill her. If she's not I'll send her back."

"Still stuck on the fact that you'll let her up." I said.

"In 10 months. You better bury her or else she'll start to stink."

"Right. Where should we bury her?" I asked as I walked past him and picked her up. She weighed less than last time, she hadn't been eating that much recently. Her head lolled against my chest and her eyelids opened slightly. Sam walked over and closed them as Crowley disappeared.

"We could bury her outside the bunker." Sam offered. I saw Kayla shake her head.

"No, we should bury her in the woods. She would like that." she said. I nodded, she was right, Sienna had always like cases in the woods.

"Alright." I said before starting back down the alleyway.

We drove in silence, her body taking up the back seat so Cas and Kushiel were forced out of the car. They would meet us at the woods, as would Kayla, who was taking her bike there. I never knew that Kayla could ride the bike.

Sam and I dug as Kayla tried to clean her up. It wasn't the deepest grave I had dug, I didn't want her to dig through 6 feet of dirt just to get out. We put her inside, laying some branches across the grave to act as a lid, to stop the dirt from suffocating her. It was quiet as we put the dirt back on, it took a while.

We stood in silence, all 5 of us, at her grave. I didn't know what to do, leaving her in silence felt weird. Leaving her felt weirder.

"10 months." I said before turning to leave. 10 months.

"Um, guys, I found something, that might be a case." Sam called from the library. I took the food off the stove and walked over to him as Kayla got off the chair.

"What is it?" I asked as I leant over to look at the cctv footage that Sam was looking at.

"A girl walked into a near abandoned shop in Erie, Pennsylvania. At the same time all the windows exploded and something knocked down half the shelves in the store." Sam said as the cctv looped. I watched as the girl walked in. Her face couldn't be seen in the camera, it was blurred but nothing else was.

"Are we thinking Witch?" Kayla asked as she straightened up.

"It's possible, I mean, watch till the end. When she leaves it looks like a tornado hit."

We watched as she grabbed a few things before leaving, not paying at the till. She turned around at the door quickly before the wind surged again, hitting the camera and forcing it out of its position. For a few seconds I could see the remains of the shop.

"Jesus."

"Was any one hurt?" Kayla asked.

"No. See, here's the thing, there were no storms that day. That was totally her."

"So we have a witch whose stealing from stores. Great."

"It could be an angel, I mean, very few witches have enough power to do that."

"How long ago was this taken?"

"Time stamp says yesterday." Sam replied.

"Lets go then." I said. Sam stood up and closed his laptop as Kayla walked back around the table and grabbed her jacket from her chair before following us.

I drove half the way, Sam demanded that I slept. So I did. We got there late on the 18th and we booked a two rooms at the local motel where we left Sam and Kushiel whilst Kayla and I went to talk to the police.

The police station was like every other station, boring and seemingly empty.

"How can I help you?" the man at the desk asked.

"Hi, I'm special agent Robert Plant. This is my partner, Kate McGee. We're here about the destruction of the shop just out of town." I said, holding my badge up quickly.

"Right, the Sheppard's Shop case. The burglary right? That was yesterday, you're a bit late."

"Yeah, long drive sorry." Kayla said as she stepped forwards.

"Where you from then?"

"Doesn't really matter, we're here now. So, about the case?" I interjected.

"Right. The owner, a guy called Mark, bit of a loner, sorta weird, was about to close the shop for lunch. Some chick walks in, he says she brings a storm with her. He sounded mad."

"Well, we're used to mad. Do you have his address?"

"Yeah. 763 Myrtle street, his shop's a way from that, I'm sure he'll show you." he said before handing me a case file. "The witness report is in there."

"Thanks." Kayla said before we left.

"You get the feeling that this Mark person is the local kook?"

"If he wasn't before, he is now." Kayla replied as we got in the impala. It was a short drive to his house. We knocked on the door and waited. He answered after a minute.

"Who are you?" he asked as he peered out from behind the door.

"FBI."

"Oh. Show me your cards." he said as he opened the door a bit more. I got my card out and Kayla did the same.

"Can we come in?" I asked.

"Sure. What does the FBI want with a burglary anyway?"

"From what you said in your statement you don't think it was just a burglary." Kayla said as she walked over to a seat. "Can I sit?"

"Uh sure. You read my statement?"

"Yes, its our job. You reported seeing a girl as you were about to lock up. What did she look like?"

"Uh, I didn't get a good look at her. I was more distracted by the destruction to my store... I guess she was kinda tall. I didn't get a good look at her face, it seemed blurry."

"Blurry? Blurry how?" Kayla asked, leaning forwards.

"Like I had been drinking. Which I hadn't I was working."

"Right. Anything else you can remember?" I said as I crossed my arms.

"Um, she was dirty, and covered in blood, like she had just been in an accident, or killed someone. Did I get burgled by a murderer?"

"Maybe. Anything else? What did she take?"

"A couple of bottles of water, large ones, like a litre bottle. Um some sleeping pills. I cant remember. Maybe I could show you the shop."

"That would be great. Thanks." I said as Kayla stood up. Wee walked out to our cars and Kayla and I got in as he started his engine.

"So a murdering and stealing witch. Double great." Kayla said, making me smile slightly. She saw and smiled as well. It had been a while since she had smiled.

It was a short drive, not even 5 minutes. The shop was a mess, the windows were boarded up and there was glass on the pavement.

"Jeez."

"That's only the outside." Mark said before reaching inside his pocket and pulling out the keys. He unlocked the door and it crunched against the glass.

Stepping inside I could see bits of the floor had been ripped up and thrown into walls. The shelves had all been knocked over, items spilling over on to the floor. The glass from the window reached halfway across the shop, some even reaching the wall on the other side. The desk was ripped to shreds.

"And no other shops were effected?"

"No, none."

"What is that smell?" Kayla asked as she took in a deep breath.

"Cleaner fluid. I had a couple of-"

"No, not that. It smell like ozone."

"Ozone? Yeah I guess it does." Mark said as we walked out of the shop.

"So it is a witch."

"Must be." Kayla replied as she leant against baby.

"You guys seen everything you need to?" Mark asked as he walked out of the shop, pulling his keys out and going to lock the door.

"Yeah. If you see, or hear, or even feel anything weird, call us." I said as I pulled out a business card and handed it to him. He nodded and out it in his pocket before getting in his car. I waited till he was out of sight before turning back to Kayla.

"Do you think he heard what we said?"

"If he did he thinks we're mad. Hell he thinks he's mad."

"True. Lets go back to the motel, get some sleep."

"Sounds good." Kayla said as she pulled open shotgun side and got in.

We drove back to the motel and walked up to our rooms. Kayla walked into her side of the room and fell onto her bed. It was little after 11, but with all the driving we were all tired. I pulled of the jacket and fell asleep quickly.

"Dean! Wake up dammit." Sam said close to my ear. Then I was pushed off my bed.

"What?" I asked as I got up and sat on my bed.

"They've moved on."

"Who have?"

"The witch" Kayla said.

"A report came in at 5 this morning saying that another shop had been torn apart. Lights and windows exploded, floor ripped up. The same as the last place. Only 2 bottles of water were taken and some food."

"Seems a bit much for so little. Where?"

"Cleveland."

"Alright lets go." I said as I stood up and started to pack. "How long ago?"

"Well it's 7 now, so two hours ago." Kayla replied from the other room.

"First here, now Cleveland. Where are they going?" Cas asked making us all stop.

"We need a map, but lets get to there first."

It was a shorter drive than last time, only an hour. We all walked into the police station.

"Who are you?" the woman asked as she stood up to greet us.

"FBI agents Jimmi Mercury, this is my partner Richard May. Our proby Ashley Cury." I said as we all took out our cards. She looked at each of them and nodded.

"Well then, what can I do for you then?"

"We're here about the shop." Sam said. The woman made an ah noise.

"Bit out of you line isn't it?"

"Slow day, gotta take the probie out as well."

"Alright then. What do you want to know?" she said, sitting down at the desk and typing on the computer.

"Was any one hurt?" Sam asked.

"Only the owner. He was hurt pretty bad, but not critical. He's stable in the hospital now. Anything else?"

"Is there any records of the incident?" I asked. She nodded and typed more into the computer.

"It's a bit blurry, it might have been tampered with, but here's what we've got." she said as she turned the screen so that I could see it. It looked the same as the other footage we had seen. Same girl in the same clothes. The windows shattered and the lights blew up. Shelves sent to the other side of the room. She walked in, took what she needed, stopped and turned back to the man at the desk. A sudden blast of wind knocked him into the wall.

"Right."

"Want me to send this to you, Jimmi?"

"That would be great thanks." I replied as I handed her a card. She took it and put it on the desk before turning the screen back so that she could see it.

"Anything else?"

"Do you know where he is?" Kayla asked.

"The hospital. Um Lutheran Hospital I think."

"Right, thanks. Again." I said with a smile. She smiled back before turning back to her computer. We left quickly and went to the hospital. At the entrance a man stopped us.

"Its not visiting hours yet."

"Yes it is." Kayla said as she pulled out her badge.

"Oh, okay. Who do you want to see?" he asked before going back to his desk.

"The man who was brought in this morning, after his shop exploded."

"Right, Harry Green. He's up on the third floor, want me to take you to him?" I nodded and the man go up, tapping the woman next to him to tell her that he was leaving. We walked up the stairs and stopped outside his ward.

"He's in bed three. Hope he can help with your investigation."

"So do we." Kayla said with a smile before walking over to the man in the bed. "Hey, Harry isn't it?"

"Yes. Why?"

"We want to know about what happened in your shop." I added.

"My shop got attacked that's what happened."

"We know that, we're trying to figure out by who." Sam said as he sat down in the seat. "Can you describe them?"

"Sure, they were tall, wearing a leather jacket. Covered in blood and dirt. I didn't see her face. Not for lack of trying, she was cute, until she threw me into a wall. That's about it."

"Right. We have to ask, do you know a man called Mark Sheppard?" I asked.

"No, the name means nothing to me. Why, should I?"

"His shop was also destroyed and burgled." Kayla added.

"Is he in the hospital as well?"

"No, he was fine. He's from Erie in Pennsylvania." Sam said as he shifted in his seat.

"Never been there."

"Right. Would you say you have any enemies?"

"Enemies? No. sure my wife and I rowed a couple of times, but she wouldn't destroy the shop. She loved it as much as I did." he said as he sat forward. "Why? Do you think someone is after me?"

"No. What did she take?" I asked.

"Couple bottles of water. Some sleepy drugs. Food, um protein bars that sorta stuff. A shirt."

"A shirt?"

"Hers was covered in blood, she was drawing a lot of attention."

"She's probably changed by now." Sam said with a look at me. He got up and smiled at Harry. "Thanks for your help."

"So am I being attacked?"

"I don't think so." Sam said before walking over to me. Kayla got up and followed after us.

"So, the witch is just hitting shops. She's probably changed clothes by now as well." She said as if we needed reminding, cause being one step behind is infuriating.

"We need a map." I said as I walked over to a stand in the waiting room. There was a map of America in one of the holders. I walked over to the desk and opened the map as I put it down.

"Where are we?" I asked one of the nurses. She pointed at a spot near Detroit and I grabbed a pen from the small pot they had on the desk. I crossed it and looked for Eire. Sam looked over my shoulder and huhed.

"The 90 runs through both of the places. Well, near Erie."

"So they're on the 90." I said aloud as I gave the nurse the pen. "Thank you." I said before walking out of the hospital. I placed the map out on baby's hood, marking Erie with a cross.

"So, where does the 90 go?"

"Where doesn't the 90 go? It goes across America, they could be going anywhere." I pointed out before Sam could.

"Great." Sam said with that voice that meant it was definitely not great. "We'll have to wait here until she makes her next move. She's gotta come up some time, then we'll have three points and we should be able to figure out where she's not going."

"Well, gee, that sure narrows it down." Kayla said as she pulled open the door to baby and got in.

We drove back to the motel and dumped our bags before looking intently at the map for a few hours.

"They have to be walking." Sam said as he closed his laptop.

"What makes you say that?" I asked as Kayla looked up from the map.

"Well, we just drove the distance from Erie to here, it took us, what an hour. She hit here this morning, about 5. But she hit Erie 2 days ago."

"So she's slow. We will eventually catch her up. It's only been a couple of hours since she hit here. If she's taking the 90, or near it, where would that put her?" Kayla asked.

"It's been about 4 hours, she's probably near West lake by now." Sam said as he reached for the pencil and put a small circle around West lake.

"Are we going?" Kayla asked as she stood up.

"No. We're going on maybes. So far she hasn't killed anyone, she's only stolen small things. I think we can leave her for a night." I replied as I got up and stretched.

"Alright, so tomorrow we go after her." Sam added as I lay down on my bed. I closed my eyes and Sam hit me with a pillow.

"Dude what the fuck?"

"It's 9 in the morning Dean you cant go to sleep."

"First of all, what are you 5? don't hit me with a pillow. Secondly, this is exhausting. How often do we get a monster that actually thinks?" Sam seemed to give up and put the pillow back on his bed.

I woke up at around midday, nothing seemed to be happening so I cleaned my guns.