Warning!! Suggestive themes, language, sexual innuendo (sexual comments or jokes), crude humor, inappropriate jokes, and failed attempts at humor, OOCness, DeanxHarry, AU

Disclaimer!! Well duh!! Of course I don't own either Harry Potter or Supernatural. You want me to be struck down for lying!! It's a sin to lie you know!!

Author's Note!!! YES!!! I am done with the first part of 'Prelude to My Darkness' meaning… 'Help, I'm Alive' is officially done!!! *does happy dance* I am now planning the way the sequel will go so look forward to that but that's beside the point. I am soo glad you are all finding this idea interesting. I wasn't sure how the idea of ahem*coughs* I won't say who. Being a demon but I guess it's was a good idea after all lol. Well I won't talk too much and I'll let you all get to this but um…Yeah I hope you all enjoy this and I look forward to your comments.

"Blah" Talking

'Blah' Thoughts

Flash back

Demon dialect/Latin speech

Angel on my right shoulder, Devil on my left

Let it all rain down

Let the tears and rain wash it away

Who says I'm suppose to feel

Who says I care

Don't be an imbecile

People are just like puppets

Dangling from a string

All destined to be used till broken

I'm just a better made puppet

Chapter 1- It really begins in Heaven, Earth and Hell

Sam watched as his brother played pool a few feet away with a small smirk. Dean wouldn't admit it but Sam could tell Dean enjoyed those few minutes, sometimes hours, when he wasn't a hunter. Those times when Dean wasn't John Winchester's son or hunter extraordinaire, when he wasn't the vessel to Michael but just Dean, just another one of the guys. Sam watched Dean high five another guy when they won the game and another guy challenged Dean. Sam chuckled but jumped when a velvety voice said from behind him,

"He seems to be enjoying himself."

Sam whirled around and his soft hazel eyes met a sparkling emerald gaze. The young man seemed to be about his age if not younger and he was a few inches taller than Dean. He had a soft smile on his face as he looked at Dean. His unruly black hair fell towards his shoulders in a neatly messy fashion as his bangs fell in his eyes. (A/N: This is the first and last time I ever do this but if all of you have not noticed I have a thing for Harry having semi-long hair and bangs. It's my ideal Harry!!) His skin was a pale crème color that contrasted from his bright eyes and dark hair. Sam relaxed slightly at the innocence that seemed to radiate off the young man though he did wonder why he had never heard him walking behind him. Sam smiled hesitantly and gestured to the seat near him as he said,

"Yeah, we travel a lot so he likes those times when he can mingle with the other guys and not just me."

The stranger chuckled softly as he slipped into the seat offered by Sam with an extended hand and he said, "It's nice to make your acquaintance. I'm Kitel Thatcher."

Sam smiled and shook the extended hand as he introduced himself. "Samuel Winchester but please call me Sam. That's my brother, Dean, over there."

Kitel glanced at Dean before shaking his head as he said, "he reminds me of someone I used to know…So you planning on staying Sam? If you are do you have a place to stay?"

Sam hesitated slightly unsure if he should give this stranger that information but said anyway, "yeah we're staying for a while. We were actually looking for a place before we came here."

A wide smile bloomed on the young man's face making it glow slightly before he said excitedly, "Brilliant!! My cousin had been pestering me to bring some service to his motel. Do you mind? I could take you there if you want and set everything up…"

Sam looked at the hopeful puppy dog face the stranger wore and felt his defenses crumbling as he sighed heavily before he said, "Yes, alright."

The Young man's face lit up as Sam said, 'Yes' to his offer. Grinning happily he said, "Alright! I'll go call my cousin to let 'im know."

Without another word he whirled around and was off, taking out his cell as he went. Sam sighed in disbelief just as his brother came and said, "Making friends I see."

Sam rolled his eyes and said, "No, Dean. I just found us some place to stay. That guy's cousin owns a motel and he offered to talk to his cousin for us."

Dean looked at Sam weirdly before asking, "And you said?"

"Yes, of course. We need a place to crash while we try to find something to help us out. Besides we were supposed to meet Cass already."

Dean frowned at his brother and asked in disbelief, "You went ahead and said 'yes' with out asking me?"

Sam glowered at Dean and snapped, "Yeah, I did."

"Whoa easy there buddy!"

"Um…Is everything alright?"

At the soft musical velvety voice both turned to see the young man was back. His gaze flickered between the two as Sam gave him a reassuring smile and said,

"Yeah, peachy. I'm just tired so I'm being a little cranky."

This instantly perked the young man up because he said, "My cousin said to bring you over when you're ready. He's ready and waiting for you two."

Both brothers couldn't help the smiled that spread across their faces, Kitel's smile was contagious. Dean looked at him thoughtfully as he studied the young man thoroughly and asked,

"So you're the guy my brother befriended?"

Kitel grinned warmly and he said, "Yup that's me. Kitel Thatcher." Dean nodded his head approvingly and reached his hand out to shake Kitel's. After they shook and Kitel began to lead the way back Sam asked Kitel,

"So how old are you, Kitel? What you do for work?"

Kitel looked back at them and his eyes dance with laughter as he said, "I'm twenty-seven years old. And um…my occupation…err…I don't really have one I'm afraid. I just have hobbies I guess you can call them."

Dean exchanged a glance with Sam before he asked curiously, "Hobby?"

Kitel seemed to tense visibly and he looked off to the side nervously before he said, "Err…Like uh…Like um…Hunting…Deer….and things like that."

Dean and Sam's eyes grew wide in surprised as they put two and two together before they asked in disbelief, "You're a hunter?"

Kitel spun around looking at them in wide eyed shock before looking around to see if anyone heard. Dean and Sam winced simultaneously as Sam gave Kitel an apologetic look. Kitel shook his head as he began to hurriedly walk away from them, Dean broke away and headed in another direction as Sam tried to catch up to Kitel and say,

"Sorry, Kitel. It's just…You look so innocent and naïve. We hadn't expected it at all."

Kitel grinned and said, "Yeah, well it happens a lot so I can't really say it was my first time with that happening. It gets kind of annoying sometimes but I've gotten used to it now."

Sam nodded his head in understanding as Dean pulled up beside them in the Impala and said gesturing towards the doors, "Come on and get in."

Kitel grinned as he and Sam slipped into the car and Dean pulled off with a loud screeching noise. Dean glanced behind him at Kitel and asked,

"So…Kitel…Do you kill a vampire with a wooden stake or silver stake?"

Sam knew what his brother was doing and rolled his eyes but Kitel didn't seem to mind or notice as he frowned and said,

"Neither, you cut off their heads."

Dean nodded approvingly and asked, "How do you kill a demon?"

This time Sam saw something flicker in Kitel's eyes but he couldn't catch it as Kitel frowned once again and said,

"You can't…You can only send it back to hell…But there is a rumor…"

Kitel seemed to stop himself and gave them a sheepish look. Sam chuckled as he had a feeling he knew what the guy was going to say and said,

"Go ahead and say it."

Kitel gave them a sheepish smile before he said, "I heard that you two found Samuel Colt's gun…The one that could kill everything. Even demons."

This time Dean chuckled and nodded his head as he said, "Yeah that's right….But we don't have it right now."

Kitel made an 'o' face and sat quietly for a while before he asked, "So did I pass?"

The brothers looked at each other before Sam smiled and looked back at Kitel as he said, "Yeah you passed."

Kitel gave him a dazzling smile before looking out the window at the scenery passing by. As though realizing something he sat up straight and said,

"Take a left at the second light then after three stop signs take another left. When you go at least five or six miles you're going to take a right and we'll be there."

Sam frowned and Dean asked, "You walked all that?"

Kitel laughed and said, "No I took my car but seeing as you wanted to drive me I left it back at the bar."

Dean winced and looked at Kitel through the rear view mirror as he said, "Sorry 'bout that. You should have said something."

Kitel chuckled once again and shook his head as he said, "Don't worry about it. I'm pretty good friends with the bartender. I leave my car there sometimes so he'll know which it is and take car of her."

Sam had a suspicious feeling that Kitel was another Dean and just as he thought Kitel sighed wistfully and said,

"She's a great car, a beauty really. She's not in as good shape as this girl but she's just right for me."

Dean chuckled and said, "Yeah my baby is in good shape isn't she. But someone had to add a few features to it but she's still a beauty."

"I already told you, Dean. I thought the car was mine you were gone."

Sam retorted exasperatedly and Kiryu laughed at the bickering that the brothers go into just as one of the turns came up. He chirped up,

"Your first turn's here."

Dean nodded his head pausing in their bickering and turned left. He watched the stop signs carefully, counting them as they drove. Dean looked at Kitel questioningly and asked,

"What got you into the hunting business?"

Kitel seemed to get lost in thought as he considered the question while looking out the window. Both brothers looked at each other wondering what he was thinking about when he turned towards them and with a shrug of his shoulders he said,

"I actually kind of stumbled into it. One day I just happened to walk in on a vampire attacking this guy. My first instinct was to run but…Before I knew it I took up this metal pipe and swung it as hard as I could. Smashed its head in while almost ripping its head off its body. After that…I was just kind of plunged into the world of hunting."

Dean whistled in awe but Sam gave Kitel a troubled look and asked, "Why?"

Kitel frowned at him in confusion and asked, "Why, what?"

"Why did you get involved? You could have just forgotten about it. Turned your back on what you saw. Why'd you bother becoming a hunter when you had a normal life?"

Kitel chuckled darkly before he looked back out the window,

"There are a lot of reasons. The thrill, saving people, being a hero…Getting away from my life. There are a lot of things I could tell you but…Mostly it was just the thought of being able to help people and save them from these things that could hurt them that they didn't even know about. Once I had that one experience it was like my eyes had opened and I saw everything that was out there waiting for a time to strike. I couldn't just stand by and let people get hurt."

Dean looked between Kitel and Sam as the young man spoke until Kitel looked at Dean and said,

"Turn here."

Dean looked back to the road and turned at the stop sign. The car was quiet the rest of the drive with only Kitel directing Dean once in a while. Dean and Sam spotted the motel and sighed in relief at the sigh of instead of dingy and unkempt it was clean. Kitel hopped out the car as soon as it began slowing down and walked towards the front door. Sam chuckled at Dean's light glare at Kitel but the younger man paid no mind to it. He waited for them to park the car and join him before entering the motel. Dean and Sam looked around but weren't able to see any signs of salt or protection symbols. Kitel caught there glances and questioning looks and chuckled softly. Looking at them over his shoulder he said softly,

"Don't worry this place is protected like you wouldn't believe. You just can't see it."

Dean and Sam looked at him in disbelief but nodded their heads in understanding all the same. A guy about Dean's age with auburn hair and honey brown eyes walked out from a room behind the front desk with a wide grin. He chuckled when he saw Kitel and said,

"So these are the customers you said you want to make a deal for?"

Dean and Sam stiffened and Kitel noticed. His lips quirked as he tried not to laugh too much but the laugh came out anyway. The young man looked a little confused but Kitel finally stopped laughing and said,

"Yeah this is them. Adam, this is Jensen and Jared Ackles." (A/N: okay so maybe it wasn't the last time but I have to say this. Yes I am using the actor's real names. They're hot what can I say.)

Dean and Sam where unprepared for Kitel to give Adam fake names, they guessed that meant Adam wasn't in the hunter business. Kitel looked at Dean and Sam as he said,

"Guys this is my boss, Adam Sanders. I know I said he was my cousin but we're not really related by blood. I just consider him family."

Kitel turned back to Adam and chirped happily, "No about that deal. You give them whatever kind of room they want free and you'll get a months work out of me without having to pay me."

Adam looked at Kitel thoughtfully, the two brothers could tell he was debating this and he said slyly, "Two months or no deal, Michel."

Kitel pouted for a moment before grinning and saying, "Deal."

They shook on it. Adam chuckled and looked at the brother's confused faces. Grinning at them Adam explained, "It's hard getting any work out of this kid right here. My wife usually has to do it so the rare times he does work or offers to do it I appreciate it."

Kitel snorted and said, "More like takes advantage of it. You drive me as hard as a sled dog."

Adam shrugged with a sly grin before turning to the two Winchesters and asking, "So what kind of rooms can I getcha?"

Sam smiled and said, "Actually just one room with twin beds and a sofa couch will be fine. Do the rooms have desks?"

Adam looked at him strangely but shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah I have just the room for ya. Come on I'll take you there."

He grabbed a set of keys and as he started leading the brothers out Adam called over his shoulder, "Get started, Mich."

They didn't catch the whole retort but what the did hear made the three men laugh. Adam stopped at certain doors as he laid them away and made sure that the customers he had were doing well. He made sure they were comfortable and had everything they wanted and asked if they needed anything. Dean chuckled a little before he asked,

"You sure you shouldn't be working in a hotel? Or making this place into one?"

Adam chuckled softly also before shaking his head at Dean's questions. "No…I'm happy with the little bit I have and I'm going to have a family I need to take care of soon. I can't worry about hotels. This motel is just enough for me and it's a cozy job. I love it."

Sam looked at Adam a little strangely and asked, "How did you meet, K-Michel?"

Adam laughed softly and looking over his shoulder he said,

"The same way you did. In that bar. I had been watching my wife, then girlfriend, walk away to the restroom and he startled me when I didn't hear him come up from behind. He said, 'She reminds me of a girl I knew.' There was just this soft, caring look in his as he looked at my wife but I knew it wasn't my wife he was seeing. Sometimes when he sees Karen he still gets that look but it's passed to a point where he sees her like a sister. I just started to talk to him. Sharing stories about our lives and what we've been through. Where we plan on going. It was really surprising how ambitious he was. Said he wanted to go to St. Johns. Get a medical degree. Become a doctor."

Sam and Dean looked at each other, Sam had a look that said 'I told you so' while Dean just rolled his eyes. He gave him a look that clearly said 'You don't know what happened'. Sam gave Dean a frustrated look and asked Adam,

"So what happened?"

Adam frowned and said,

"I don't know…One day he came home…His clothes all ripped and tattered…There was blood on it and…He changed. There was no more of that. I want to get my doctorate or any of that. Though he still smiled and messed around…Something changed and I just can't put my finger on what it was. I can't say it was a bad change but…Something just left him…Left his eyes."

Both brothers remembered his story right then about finding a vampire attacking someone on the street and helping. How his eyes had opened up to all the dangers around him. They understood then what Adam thought was missing but there was nothing missing just something that shouldn't have been gained. The Winchesters had never noticed it because they had always had it since they were young. Those tired, all seeing, all knowing, wary eyes. Nothing was missing from Kitel, just something was gained in the process of learning the truth. Adam stopped when they reached a room that was at the end of the hall. Giving them two keys he said,

"This is your room. If you need anything just call me or give the front desk a ring okay? It's good to see Michel has other friends he can depend on. The kid is too anti-social to most people."

Sam and Dean chuckled but nodded their heads in understanding before Adam walked away back down the hall towards the front desk. The brothers looked at each other and shook their heads before walking into their motel room. They were surprised that it was larger than the motel rooms they usually staid in but pleased at the same time for the same reason. Dean chuckled as he collapsed on to the comfortable couch and put his feet up on the coffee table. Sam went around the room as Dean relaxed and spread salt and protection symbols. When he was done Sam smacked Dean's feet off before putting their bags on top of it and sitting in a chair across from him. Dean recognized the expression on his face as the one he wore when he wanted to talk. Dean tensed but rolled his eyes exasperatedly as he asked,

"What is it now?"

Sam looked up at Dean and frowned before sighing and saying, "Well…Its just that…Even though he's older than me…He reminds me of a kid and well…he gave up his dreams to hunt, Dean."

Dean felt one of those arguments coming on and groaned in frustration. "Come on, Sammy!! It's his own damn choice. Besides what would you do…Oh Nevermind I forgot you did leave and try to forget about everything that was out there."

Sam tensed and they just sat there like that for a moment, just looking at each other in the eyes tensed. Dean suddenly sighed and his whole body relaxed as he said,

"I didn't mean that…It's just…his life Sam. Let him live it the way he feels best. Just because you don't understand doesn't mean you got to question it."

Sam nodded his head in understanding and said in a defeated voice, "Yeah I know. I just can't help it."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and both brothers looked at it questioningly before someone knocked again. Dean got up slowly and grabbed a silver knife from the bag as he crept over to the door. Slowly he looked through the peephole and relaxed immediately at who he saw. Laughing as he opened the door he said,

"Speak of the Devil and he shall appear."

Sam noticed a dark look cross Kitel's face at Dean's words but only for a second so he wasn't sure if it was his imagination because Kitel was laughing along with Dean. Shaking his head Kitel said,

"Careful what you say, Winchester. I doubt even my protection charms and symbols are strong enough to keep him from coming."

Dean shrugged with a cocky grin and tossed the knife onto one of the beds that sat in the corner of the room. Turning around Dean began to walk across the room as he said,

"Yeah well I'd like to see him come. Anyway come on in and join us Kitel."

There was a sharp hiss of pain from the doorway and both brothers looked to see Kitel grabbing his head and wincing. They looked at him worriedly and Sam got up to check him but Kitel shook his head and said,

"It's nothing…I just been trying to fight this headache I've had and it just throbbed really painfully right now. I think I'm just going to go lay down in my room. See you."

Without waiting for them to speak he turned around and walked down a different hall towards his own room. Dean and Sam looked at each other a little worriedly but Dean just closed the door and said,

"Guess stress is starting to get to him."

Sam let out a nervous chuckle and said, "Yeah I guess so." Dean stretched, a low groan of pleasure escaping his lips before he collapsed into the bed closer to the door. Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's protectiveness and pushed the knife off the bed closer to the wall before also collapsing into it. They were both out like lights in a matter of seconds. When they woke up it was already dark outside and they realized they had slept most of the day. Both brothers where surprised when a tray of food was on the coffee table with a letter. They looked at the name signed and chuckled when they saw it was Kitel. Shaking their heads Dean handed the letter over to Sam as he began to gather things up from the tray.

I guessed you'd be hungry when you two woke up.

You were out like a bear, snoring like there was no tomorrow and everything. I guess you two were pretty tired coming from where ever you drove from. Well anyway, there's some food there for the both of you. Let me, Adam or one of the maids know if you want anything.

Sincerely,

Kitel

P.S. You might want to eat the scones before your brother does Sam.

Sam laughed lightly and snatched a scone from out of his brothers hand just as he was about to take a bite of it. Grabbing the plate he said,

"The scones are for me, Dean."

"Says who!!"

"says Kitel. Its in the letter."

Sam began eating the scones as Dean read over the letter only to see that there was no claim that the scones where property of Sam's. he looked up to yell only to see the scones gone. He gaped at his little brother for a moment, who was grinning triumphantly, before grumbling darkly and getting up. Sam looked at his brother confused and asked,

"Where are you going?"

"To get more damn scones you scone thief."

Dean retorted only making Sam laugh as his brother skulked out the door of the room. He leaned his head back on the backrest and closed his eyes as he felt his body relax. It was a while since they had messed around like that and it made Sam feel better. Almost like Dean had never gone to hell. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Sam yelled out thinking it was his brother,

"You have the key's Dean."

A woman's voice came out over the door and said, "Who is Dean? I am the cleaning lady."

Sam blushed embarrassedly and rushed over to the door apologizing. He didn't notice that when he opened the door the salt across it was messed up. The dark haired woman had her head down, her face shadowed by her black hair. Sam stopped moving as suddenly something felt very wrong to him and he reached for the woman cautiously. Looking at her worriedly he asked,

"Are you alright ma'am?"

Sam stumbled back when the woman's head snapped up and revealed her coal black eyes. A maniacal grin covered her face as she said,

"Just peachy, Sam. I've never felt better."

With that and a piercing cry she lunged at him, throwing her whole body at him with hands reaching out.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Dean shook his head as he walked down the hallways towards the front desk. Sam could have left him some of the scones but no he had to go and eat all of them. Snorting he couldn't help the small smile that flitted across his lips. It was almost like the old days, before he had gone to hell and they weren't worrying about him dying. He wondered if he could convince Sam into doing another prank war with him again. He missed all the fun he and Sam used to have and he was sure Sam missed it too. Running a hand through his hair Dean finally realized he was at the front desk. He frowned when he saw no one was there and looked around before yelling out,

"Hello?! Anyone there?!"

It was then Dean realized it was a little too quiet throughout the Motel. There was no sign of the people or noises from early this evening. Dean leaned over the front desk to see if he could see into the office in the back but he froze at what he saw. A puddle of blood was in back of the desk and it trailed into the office. Dean leaped over the desk and rushed into the office but stumbled back from all the blood. In the middle of the blood stained room was Adam and who Dean guessed to be his wife. They were torn to shreds, blood stained every inch of the office walls. Dean backed out of the room and turned to go to their room and tell Sam when there was a an inhuman screech from their room. Dean went to rush over but suddenly the doors to the front began to moan and creak. Dean watched the doors with anticipating confusion just as the doors bent inwards before the glass imploded and the doors flew towards Dean. Cursing, Dean dropped to the ground narrowly avoiding getting hit with the door in his head. He looked up to see about ten people standing infront of his with coal black eyes. He recognized them as the people who had been in the motel when they first arrived. They had either all been demon's all along or they had just been turned demons because they knew he and Sam where there. Shaking his head in disbelief he said,

"Oh no…No, no, no."

A few of the demon's chuckled but before they could take a step towards him he was dashing off towards their motel room. He cursed loudly as he heard their pounding footsteps running behind him before like a base ball player he skidded into the room and shut the door behind him fixing the salt line. He got up only to be attacked by the possessed cleaning lady and shoved against the wall. Her grin was feral and crazed as she got in his face and said,

"Hi Dean. I miss you down in hell. Why'd you go? A lot of the fella's are asking about you."

Flashes of images raced through his mind making him go pale and still under her hands. The woman chuckled harshly and got close into his face as she almost purred out in a sing song voice, "You remember. Dean Winchester remembers everything. Liar."

Dean went rigid in her hands before shoving her off of him and into Sam's knife. The woman screamed before realizing it wasn't the demon killing knife. She struggled in vain only to notice she didn't have her usual power and looked down at the floor. While Dean had kept her busy, Sam had been making a devils trap so he hadn't heard their little discussion. She screamed in outrage as Sam hurriedly stepped back and in the process wrenching out the knife from in her. She breathed heavily as she glared at them but made no move to try and get out. She knew she was trapped and she wasn't getting out of it. Dean stepped up to her, still a little pale, and growled out,

"Who sent you? How did you get in here?"

The woman blinked owlishly before laughing coldly and sneering at them as she said, "You idiots. You don't even notice, you didn't even notice. You're blind to it. We are right infront of your nose yet you don't notice. You call yourselves hunters yet you haven't even scratched the first layer."

She laughed in that crazed way before Dean narrowed his eyes and looked at Sam. Sam understood and brought out a book and began chanting in Latin. At first the woman just grinned but soon her crazed grin took to one of horror as she began to heave. She ripped and tore at her body as she screamed in pain before one last inhuman scream brought a black misty cloud out of her mouth. When Sam finished chanting the woman fell to the floor no longer breathing and just then the sprinklers turned on and the brothers could hear the screams and hisses of the other demons. Both brothers looked at each other and said in unison,

"Holy water."

Dean looked at the door and it all clicked for him, "Kitel!! He turned the sprinklers on."

He opened the door and was relieved to see the all the demon's had fled and in the hall limping towards them was Kitel. The sprinklers had shut off and were now only dripping a little bit. Kitel gave them a weak grin as they both rushed over to him. Sam winced when he saw the state Kitel was in. Arm was ripped to shreds, head was all bloody, his other arm looked dislocated, and his right leg was in the same condition as the ripped arm. Dean shook his head and he said,

"Damn you look horrible."

Kitel chuckled dryly and said, "They caught me off guard I was asleep when they came into my room…I didn't even know they could break through all my protections. How the hell did they do that?"

Dean shook his head and Sam said, "I don't know. All the costumers that were here were demons. The lady told me when she was attacking me."

Kitel cursed before he started looking around wildly, his eyes round and wide as he seemed to look for something. His gaze switched to the two brothers and he asked, "Where's Adam and Karen? Are they okay?"

His eyes rested on Dean when he saw him look away quickly. Kitel's voice was soft as he said questioningly, "Dean? Where are they?"

Dean shook his head before looking back at the young man and saying, "They're dead, Kitel…"

Kitel's eyes seemed to have lost something, this time both brothers could see the deadness in his eyes as he looked at them. They closed for a moment before opening back up but the dead look was still there. His voice was strained as he said,

"Take me to them."

When Sam opened his mouth to protest a particularly scathing look from Kitel made him click his mouth shut with a surprised look. There was a different look in Kitel's eyes this time, a different light. An angry blaze that Dean and Sam had seen only one time before, in their father's eyes. Dean nodded slowly and helped Kitel over to the office in back. He heard his soft intake of breath at all the blood and the state of the bodies. He limped over to where their bodies was set up and looked over them, just standing over them. The blaze was gone and the dead look was back. Both brothers realized that the angry blaze was better than that dead look and they were relieved that their father hadn't gotten that dead look. Sam noticed that dark look pass over Kitel's face but once again it was too quick for him to actually place it. A slight quirk of Kitel's lips drew both brothers attention to him and both saw the sad nostalgic smile form on Kitel's face. Chuckling humorlessly Kitel said,

"You know…The reason I became a hunter was because I saw everyone and everything like a puppet show. We were all being controlled like puppets or pawns in a game. I became a puppet because I wanted to cut my strings and stop being apart of the show…Now I see…I'm just a bigger puppet, a better pawn. I'll never get out of being controlled in some way. Just like them. We're all puppets, we're all pawns."

Neither brother knew what to say to Kitel but before they could think of something Kitel whirled around and said, "Start packing your things. We need to go. We can't stay here incase they come back."

Both brothers nodded their heads in understanding before hesitating in leaving him there. He noticed and smiled weakly as he said, "Go ahead. I want to at least try cleaning some of this up and…"

He trailed off and both brothers understood that he needed time alone with the bodies to mourn a little. They walked off to get their stuff from their room. They had never really unpacked and both were surprised that such an attack happened when they had just gotten there. Dean shook his head and sighed,

"Man I feel kind of guilty. If we hadn't had come he would still have them here."

Sam nodded his head in agreement before pausing in the doorway of the room, Dean was already grabbing the stuff they had out. When Dean noticed his brother was not with him he looked back and saw a frown playing on his lips. Dean looked at him confused and asked,

"What's wrong?"

"Who did they get in? Who let them in?"

Dean stopped moving and shook his head as he looked down at the ground. "I don't know but something tells me we're missing something big."

Sam nodded his head and closed the door behind him as he began to help Dean before this time Dean stopped and started to frown at the ground. Sam looked up at him just as he said,

"What do you think she meant? She was talking in the present. That means we're still missing something."

Sam stopped and he remembered the momentary dark looks that had passed on Kitel's face. Looking at his brother cautiously he asked, "Dean…You don't think she meant Kitel was one of them do you?"

Dean glared at Sam and said, "Of course not!! Did you see the look on his face when he saw Adam and Karen!! He was practically torn up himself!!"

"That doesn't matter there is still a demon near you."

Both brothers whirled around towards where the door was to see Castiel. Both relaxed immediately and Dean glared at the angel as he said, "Can't you make some noise or something?!"

Castiel just cocked his head towards Dean and said, "That is not the point, Dean. I already said it. There is still a demon here. I can't pin point it but it is here still."

Castiel moved over to the other side of the room near the two brothers they all had their back towards the door of the room. "You are with another hunter?"

Both brother's nodded their heads in confirmation and Dean began to speak up as he said, "Yeah he's a little older than Sammy but still younger than me. His name is K-"

"My, my, my Cass. You've finally shown yourself. Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

At the cold voice that seemed like a snake slithering through grass they all tensed and whirled around to see who the intruder was. Castiel seemed to almost bristle as he practically growled out, "You!"

There was a small coldly amused laugh from the intruder as all shocked faces turned the intruder's way. "Yes it's me. Its been a while. Did you think I wouldn't come? After all you did steal from hell."

TBC...

A/N!!! Sorry this is out so late. Things have been really hectic lately. Because of my studies updates will be slow but once everything is over I will be able to update this regularly. Thank you all for reading and reviewing it was really appreciated and thank those of you who have added this story or me to your alerts or/and favorites. It is sooo appreciated. I hope you all will be well and you have my blessings be safe.