Katie grasped the knife in her left hand and dipped it in holy water. She took her stele and started to scribble the runes for angelic power, grace and strength on one side of the blade. On the other she wrote the angel name Remiel in Enochian. After a few seconds the knife began to glow brighter and brighter. It flashed a bright golden light and then it dimmed. The blade had taken on the same crystal like appearance of her stele and glowed where the light hit it. It reflected a rainbow light the same way a prism would in sunlight. She Whispered the name Remiel outloud and it returned to its original appearance.
She handed it to Dean who examined it for a moment before handed it to Sam. Sam looked at it closely and was about to attempt to activate when she stopped him.
"Don't! It'll burn you!"
He frowned at her, "Why?"
She looked almost ashamed, "The Demon blood, If you were to invoke the name of the angel with an angel blade in your hand the demon blood would burn in your veins."
He pursed his lips unhappily and handed the knife back to her, she twisted it expertly in her hand. "You know, I doubt Dean could even activate it." SHe said challengingly in an attempt to pull Sam from his brooding.
He gave her a confident smirk, "Oh yeah?" He snatched the blade from her hand, "Watch me!"
He gripped the hilt tightly, "Remiel!"
Nothing happened and he frowned in frustration. Sam cracked a smile in amusement. "Remiel!" He shouted again and the blade flared dimly.
"I will get it!" He growled determined.
Kate reached over and took the knife from his hand, "Ok tough guy."
Dean shrugged disgruntled, "Can we go eat, I'm starving."
"You're always starving." Kate pointed out and pulled out another knife from her bag.
She dipped it into the holy water and scribbled them same runes on the second knife but instead of the name Remiel she named it Cassiel. It glowed the same as the last time and she tossed it to Sam. She slid Remiel into her boot and Dean opened the door of the motel room.
"Can we go now?" He asked impatiently.
Sam and Kate laughed and followed him outside.
Katie was curled up in the backseat of the Impala half asleep with her ipod in her ears when Dean stopped the car. She opened her eyes confusedly and looked around. "Are we there?"
Dean got out of the car and Sam replied. "Yeah." He looked around for a moment and checked a piece of paper in his lap, "Lets go to work."
She groaned and crawled out of the backseat smoothing her tangled hair. She followed her brothers into a sports bar, the clock on the wall read 3 pm.
The bar got noticeably quieter when they walked in the door with their leather jackets and hidden guns. The Winchesters could make an intimidating group sometimes, and this was one of this times. After a second the bar grew loud again as the people adjusted to their presence. They walked up to the bar and sat down. The bar tender came over with a rag on his shoulder and a purposefully neutral expression on his face. "what can I do for you?"
Dean glanced at Kate who nodded, "Three beers please." He said with a charming smile.
The bartender eyed Kate speculatively, "You got it." He stepped away and came back with three bottles that he set in front of Dean.
the bartender turned to walk down the bar and Sam stopped him, "Sir, Agent Sam Moore FBI." Sam flashed the fake badge and pointed at Dean. "My partner Agent Dean Hanna and our Probie Kate Callen." Kate and Dean showed their badges.
The man pursed his lips warily and then sighed finding nothing to suspect that the ID's were fake. "What do you want to know?"
Dean took a swig from his beer and motioned with his hand for kate to ask the questions.
She obliged in a voice that concealed her true age, "We are here investigating the ring of recent suicides, can you tell us anything about the last victim, Jenny Wallas? We have heard that she frequented this establishment."
Sam was very impressed with her lying ability, he knew she could lie convincingly enough to strangers, but he almost believed her now. He wondered what kinds of things she was keeping from Dean and himself with a straight faced lie. he shook the thought away as the bartender considered her question.
He sighed reluctantly, "Jen was a good girl." His eyes filled with a small amount of tears, "She never would have killed herself, never."
Sam half glanced at Dean "Did anything strange happen before she died?" Sam asked in a calm voice.
The man frowned and slid the towel off of his shoulder to wipe a glass clean with. "Strange?"
"Yeah, anything weird? Like flickering lights, noises... smell of sulfur?" Dean cut in with a serious expression.
The man leaned over the bar with a confused expression, "What the Hell kind of question is that?"
"Sir, if you could please answer." Katie cut in patiently with a sweet smile, "I assure you, it's important to our investigation."
The man sighed, "Yeah, when she came into the bar that night she stunk." he leaned over with a intense expression, "She smelled just like rotten eggs, sulfur."
The siblings glanced at each other before downing what remained of their drinks.
"Thank you so much for your time." Katie said leaning forward to shake the man's hand before the left. As soon as her skin touched his he frowned. she followed her brother out the door feeling eyes staring holes into the back of her head.
"There was something weird about that guy." Kate said with a shiver once she had climbed into the backseat.
Dean turned around to frown at her, "No there wasn't."
She didn't answer, instead she looked back at the bar as they drove away. The man hand changed when she touched his hand, something was up, she thought.
Back in the motel room they would be staying in for the remainder of the hunt they were assigning tasks.
"I'm going to go visit the coroner for the autopsy reports." Dean was saying as Katie tied his tie for him. Sam was already dressed in his suit and Kate was in dress pants with heels and a blouse.
"Sam you go with Kate to the houses that are still empty and look around." Dean instructed clipping his 'FBI issued weapon' to his belt.
Kate shrugged on her dress jacket and pulled her hair out from the collar. "Dean we'll be faster if we split up." She had just marked herself with fresh runes and put her stele into the homemade holster that clipped to her belt next to her gun.
Dean gave her a disbelieving look and she sighed exasperatedly, "Oh come on, I can handle myself and besides its still daytime and I look like a fed no one is going to hassle me."
"She's right Dean." Sam said with a serious expression.
The Winchesters all looked at each other seriously and no one moved. They certainly looked like FBI, Kate could even pass for a young lawyer. They all had guns clipped to their belts and FBI ids in the pockets.
Dean sighed, "Fine." He waved his hand dismissively, "Go, before I change my mind."
Kate grinned at Sam and walked to the door.
"Got your phone?" Sam asked.
Outside the door she called back, "Yeah, I'll call if I need you."
Kate used a lockpic to open the door of Jenny Wallas's apartment. She switched on the light and went inside shutting the door behind her. She searched through the kitchen and found nothing. She was crouched down examining the sill of a low window when she sensed someone behind her. She moved her hand back slowly to reach for her gun.
"I wouldn't" A man's voice said.
She held her hands in the air and turned around slowly the man was holding a hunting rifle. She could have easily overpowered the young mand but she didn't want to have to hurt anyone unnecessarily.
"Who are you?" He asked angrily, he looked like he had been crying and she assumed he was the boyfriend.
"Put down your weapon." She said calmly, "I'm FBI."
He eyed her warily.
"You can get my ID its hanging on my belt." She said moving her left arm higher to show him. He took a cautious step forward and then another. He kept his eyes on her and reached for her badge. "See." She said. "Can you lower your weapon please?"
He lowered it slightly and held the badge in one hand, "How do I know you're really FBI?"
She sighed lowering her arms slightly. She pulled a business card and handed it to him slowly. "Call the second number and you can talk to my section chief."
He gave her back her badge and pulled out a cell phone and dialed the number.
Bobby sighed wearily, one of the agency phones was ringing again. Which one is it? he thought sourly, Ah FBI. "FBI DC office." Bobby answered the phone with a professional voice.
"Yes she is one of mine." Bobby said gruffly.
The voice on the other end offered an explanation, "Oh just wanted to make sure did you?" Bobby mocked angrily, "Now leave agent Callen alone to do her job." He hung up the phone with a slam.
He chuckled, "Boy, that girl will be the death of me."
The man shut the phone with a surprised expression and set down the gun. Kate visibly relaxed and chuckled inwardly at Bobby.