AN: okay as promised here is the next installment, as I said before I do not own SPN or anyone there in. All i own is Ferelith. Let's get started!

Chapter 3- Cain

Terry, Ferelith, and Crowley stood around a table with a map laid out on it. Ferelith mixed the ingredients and handed the bowl to Terry who poured it onto the map. She said the incantation and lit the liquid on fire. The liquid burned quickly and so did the map, when the fire went out there was a piece of paper left. Crowley picked it up and looked at it. "It's in Missouri." He said tucking the piece of paper in his pocket.

Terry looked at Ferelith. "I hope you find what you're looking for."

Six hours later Ferelith and Crowley were half way to Missouri. Pulling into a Gas N' Sip Ferelith got out and looked at her phone. She had several missed calls from Sam and Dean, and several from Cass. She hit the speed dial on her phone and waited. "Ferelith?" Came Castiel's voice.

"Hey Cass, sorry I missed your calls."

"Where are you? Dean called and told me you disappeared." Castiel replied with anger in his voice. "I…I can't tell you. Look Cass, I may have found a way to kill Metatron." Ferelith said gently. "Ferelith, Dean told me what you guys were looking for. You can't do this." Castiel said urgently. "I have to, I'm sorry it's the only way." Ferelith said sadly. She hung up before Castiel could protest more. She turned and saw Crowley watching her. "What?" She snapped.

"I do love little love spats." Crowley laughed.

"It wasn't a love spat, now mind your own business." Ferelith shot back as she headed inside to pay for gas. Crowley stood there leaning against the car. "Not a love spat my ass."

A little while later the 2016 Dodge Charger was pulling up to a small home, killing the engine Ferelith peered out the window. "A Bee Farm?" She asked confused. "Don't get me lying." Crowley said opening the door.

Following suit Ferelith exited the car and closed the door. She looked over at Crowley who seemed petrified with fear. "What?"

"We need to get out of here, now!" Crowley snapped.

"Why?"

Just then a figure emerged from behind a bee house. Ferelith turned and followed Crowley's gaze. The person approached them and removed the bee hat. "Cain." Crowley said as respectfully as he could. Cain looked at him then at Ferelith. "Been awhile since I had guests."

Cain?! Ferelith thought panicked.

Cain looked at the two of them. "Please come inside." He said leading them to his home.

Once inside Cain gestured for Ferelith and Crowley to take a seat. He then went into the kitchen to get drinks. "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. "Yes." Ferelith replied with a forced smile. Cain poured them each a cup of tea, and Ferelith noticed Crowley's hands trembling as he took his. "So what brings you here?" Cain inquired.

"Um…We're actually looking for the First Blade." Ferelith answered.

If Cain had been happy before about them showing up….He wasn't now. "What do you want with the First Blade?"

"We need it." Crowley said trying to sound non threading…Maybe…

"For what?" Cain asked standing up.

"To kill Abaddon." Ferelith said trying not to show fear or anger. "I trained the Knights of Hell, why would I let you kill Abaddon?" Cain snapped.

"You killed the rest of them!" Ferelith said with indignation. "It doesn't matter, I don't have it." Cain said glaring at her. Crowley stood up. "Ferelith, I think it's time to leave." Ferelith stood up glaring at Cain with tears in her eyes, her hopes dashed. "Your a bastard…."

~~~~Next time in Blood Pack~~~

"You're lying!" Ferelith snapped. "No I'm not, now whats the real reason you want that Blade? Those tears weren't for Abaddon…" Cain asked with a smile. "I just want to kill Abaddon.." Ferelith replied. "That may be one reason, but I can tell by your eyes there is another…A main reason." Cain pushed.

"Someone I love got hurt, I need to kill the bastard that hurt him to restore his Grace." Ferelith whispered.

"Oh, an Angel."

"Yes."

"You know you and I we're not so different." Cain mused. "We are totally different, I'm not a blood thirsty killer like you." Ferelith protested.

"Really?" Cain said raising an eyebrow. "What do you do for a living?"

AN: DONE! As promised, I will post again tomorrow I swear! please read and review!