AN: Okay here is the next installment of Blood Pack, as always I do not own SPN or anyone there in. The only thing I own is Ferelith. Lets get started , PS plz take the poll on my profile!

Chapter 2- Devil's Trap

Sam unlocked the lock and rolled up the door to the storage locker as Dean pulled Crowley into the room. Once inside he removed the bag over Crowley's head. "That was utterly unneeded." Crowley growled, as he looked around the storage locker. The room was full of artifacts, books, and weapons. Crowley carefully navigated around a Devil's Trap on the floor. "Love the decor, who's your decorator?"

"Shut up!" Ferelith snapped.

Dean walked over and opened a door and stepped in and grabbed a box with a combo lock on it. He entered the numbers and there was a soft click; Dean opened the box and looked in it. "There isn't anything in here except papers." He said pulling them out. Sam took the papers and looked at them. "Seems the hunter that helped Dad was named Terry, she has a shop a state over." He replied scanning the papers. "They came across a demon that had information on the Blade and interrogated it."

"Looks like we need to talk to Terry." Ferelith said looking at Sam and Dean.

The night before they were suppose to leave Ferelith was in her room doing research when she felt the room get colder, She looked up and sighed in agitation. "What do you want Crowley?" Crowley walked over and sat in a chair across from her. His black suit immaculate as always. "We need to talk."

"What on earth do we need to talk about?" Ferelith snapped closing her laptop. "I understand that your Boy Toy is in trouble." Crowley insighted.

Ferelith looked at him confused. "My Boy Toy?"

"Castiel?"

"He's not my Boy Toy, now what's it to you?" She asked. "Well, the First Blade is powerful enough to take down Metatron, if you destroy the Angel tablet." Crowley chuckled.

"It is?" Ferelith asked now interested. "Yes, but yiu will have to get the Blade."

"Why?" Ferelith asked scowling as she leaned back in her chair. "That power, and danger…Do you really want your brothers in that?" Crowley asked. "No, of course not." Ferelith answered. She hadn't thought of that, Dean and Sam would be in danger.

"What do you suggest we do?"

"Let's leave tonight, we can be at Terry's by morning." Crowley said as Ferelith nodded . "Fine."

By six Ferelith and Crowley were pulling up in front of the shop. Ferelith looked out the window at it and smiled. "Nice shop." Crowley grimaced . "Not really." He said peering at the tiny shop.

"I was being sarcastic." Ferelith said glancing at him as she opened the door to the 2016 Dodge Charger and got out, closing it behind her. With Crowley not far behind she entered the shop seeing an older woman behind the counter. The woman grimaced and rubbed her right knee as Crowley and Ferelith stood on her fake oriental rug.

Before the two could react they were both staring at the business end of a shotgun. "Whoa! Wait we're here to talk." Ferelith insisted. Terry smiled. "Well ever since that last hunt my leg hurts every time a demon comes around."

Crowley smiled. "What makes you think we're demons?"

Terry walked over and kicked up the rug, revealing a Devil's Trap. "If your not step out of the trap." Ferelith stepped out of the trap, but Crowley couldn't. Terry aimed the gun at Crowley. "Just as I thought."

Ferelith stepped in front of the gun. "I'm Ferelith Winchester, you knew my father."

Terry looked at Ferelith in surprise. "You're Winchester's daughter? And you're going around with a demon?"

"The King of Hell!" Crowley snapped.

"He's helping me." Ferelith said. "We're looking for the First Blade."

The color drained from Terry's face. "What do you want with with the First Blade?" Ferelith smiled. "We need it to kill a Knight of Hell."

"Their all dead…"

"But one." Ferelith replied.

"The closest your father and I got to the Blade was tracking a spell." Terry said, as she leaned against the counter. "Do you have the ingredients?" Ferelith asked.

"All but one." Terry sighed walking over and opening a safe behind a picture and pulling out a rack of ingredients.

"What do you need?" Crowley asked.

"Essence of Kraken, the one impossible thing to find."

"I have tons of that, just let me go I'll pop down and go get some." Crowley laughed. "Like I would trust a demon." Terry scoffed.

"You can trust him." Ferelith said with a bad taste in her mouth. "He's the only one who can get it." Terry looked at her for a moment then shot out part of the trap. Crowley vanished in an instant. "You know your father would turn over in his grave if he knew you were paling around with a demon." Terry said wit a look of disgust. Ferelith looked at her a slight smirk on her lips. "Obviously you didn't know my father."

After a few more minutes Crowley reappeared, in his hand was a small bottle. He held it up and inside was a cloudy clumpy liquid. "Essence of Kraken…"

~~~~Next Time in Blood Pack~~~

"Cain!?" Ferelith whispered to Crowley. "I didn't know!" Crowley whispered back.

"Do you like tea?" Cain asked coming back into the room with a tea tray.

AN: Don't distress SPN fans the next chapter will be posted today or early tomorrow morning! Thanks for reading! please read and review!