So came to my attention that while writing on my phone that Azazel's name got spell corrected.. I apologize, I have yelled at my phone and it says it won't do it again but you all know how auto correct is. Anyway here is the next portion of the story.

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Chapter 5

The sun rose all to early from Hotch, he had trouble sleeping as it was and staying up so late with the Winchester brothers had been a bad idea. Truth be told, Hotchner had always secretly wondered about things of the Supernatural persuasion. Sometimes profiling and individual had turned out completely twisted or wrong. There where killers that swore they had been possessed. Hotch made a mental note to ask the brothers about that. Because he for one had been possessed, feeling that Demon inside of him pushing his consciousness down. He was aware of everything yet had no control over his body it was highly disconcerting.

When he awoke he noted that the other men were still asleep, all except Dean. Hotch approached him and sat down.

"You look exhausted." he said softly as to not wake the others.

"You do to." Dean shrugged twisting a knife in his hands.

"Did you sleep at all?"

"No, I don't sleep much, don't need to. Sam told me he explained to you about the Mark of Cain. Cain the father of murder the original knight of hell. He's still out there, I have no way to get rid of this and when I sleep. The mark gives me these horrible nightmares. When I wake up I'm blood thirsty. I don't want to be like that. I don't want the mark to take control again." Dean said, unsure why he was opening up to the FBI agent.

"Your brother keeps you grounded." Hotch said watching the other man.

"Yeah, I should be taking care of him not the other way around." Dean said glancing over at his brother who was passed out on the bed beside Spencer. Both men looked dead to the world. "We have a lot of ground to cover. Whatever this thing is, we need to find it. Before the Angels start blaming the Demons and the Demons start blaming the Angels. I need to speak with Cas and Crowley and find out what they know. Think you and your team can handle another meeting with them?" Dean asked looking at Hotch.

"Yeah, if it gets us any information I am okay with it. Just tell... Crowley was it... to keep his demon goo to himself." Hotch shuddered.

Dean laughed, the look on Hotch's face was that of sheer terror at the mention of Crowley." I'll tell him. I'll set it up you get everyone moving."

An hour later Rossi, Spencer, Morgan, Hotch, J.J., Emily, and the Winchester brothers where standing around the abandoned warehouse they had been at the previous night. It took a few tires to call him but Castial appeared in front of them.

"Hello Dean... Sam." He nodded then looked at the Agents. "You are working with them?" he asked looking back at Dean.

"They didn't really give us much choice Cas. Do you have anything new?" Dean asked.

Cas looked from one person to the other, he stopped at Dean and locked eyes with him, "I have the names of the Angels killed. They were part of those that returned to heaven, sent here on a mission to hunt down an Angel who is causing quiet the little rebellion. He was killed, and then they were attacked and killed. However no one recognizes the symbols carved into their chests."

"You're really an Angel... but you're human." Rossi finally spoke up.

"This is a vessel." Cas said looking at Dean.

"Castial's true form would kill you. Humans cannot look upon an Angel. They take vessels, willing hosts. The 500 people that disappeared... when the Angels fell they took hosts. An Angel cannot enter you without permission you can also expel the Angel at anytime." Sam explained.

"However in his case, the host conciseness is dead. Castial and his host where killed and then brought back to life however when he was brought back the host stayed dead and Castial received his body." Dean said trying to simplify it.

"But you do have wings?" Emily asked skeptically.

"Oh yes, he has wings. He can also zap us anywhere, when he wants to."

"Anywhere? What about France?" Emily challenged him.

Cas rolled his eyes, walking over to Emily he touched her arm and she was gone. The others eyes widened staring at Cas opened mouthed. Suddenly he was gone in a swish of Wings and returned just as suddenly with Emily.

"My god that was amazing, I was on the Eiffel Tower staring down." Emily was animated with excitement now. "Thank you Castial." she nodded her head in his direction.

"You are welcome" Cas spoke in a deadpan voice.

"Are you alright Emily?" Hotch asked.

"Couldn't be better Hotch."

"Well..well...well if it isn't Moose and Squirrel with their pet Angel and new FBI lap dogs." Crowley said from the shadows.

"Sorry I'm late for the party boys, had some king of hell business to attend to."

Hotch shuddered when he caught sight of Crowley.

"Don't worry Aaron; I won't let them in on your secrets. I wasn't exactly happy about the arrangement myself so let's just agree not to speak of it." Crowley grinned. "So the demon that was killed was summoned. He was a low level thug. Not one I'm really going to miss but either way. If you aren't killing my Demons and their not killing my demons then what the hell is killing my demons?" Crowley demanded.

A cell phone went off, every stopped for a second and started checking to see who's phone was going off. It was Dean's; he glanced at the number and frowned. "Jodie" he said to Sam and answered. "Jodie what's going on?"

"Dean? Thank god, words out on the wire two hunters were killed this morning around 3 am, they have the same markings on their chest as the vics you got down there."

"What's the location?" Dean asked motioning for something to write with. Hotch handed him a paper and pen. Dean scribbled down the address as well as the names of the Hunters. "Thanks Jodie let us know if you hear anything else we are on our way there." He said hanging up and looking at the others. "What ever this thing is, it just took out two hunters about 20 miles west of here. If you guys still want to help we need to see all the bodies. We need everything you have and we will share everything we have. Do not engage this thing without one of us, we need to know what we are dealing with and quickly." Dean looked at Sam. "You and Spencer go on research mode. Emily and J.J. well ladies I need you two to head on down to the library. You're looking for anything that looks like it has to do with the supernatural. I mean everything even if it looks way off base bring it back to them. Rossi, Hotchner, Morgan, and I will head to the newest crime scene. We will all meet back here at 1900."

The agent's all looked to Hotchner. Hotch looked at Dean and then nodded. "You heard him."

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Emily and J.J approached the library a little miffed. The only females and they were banished to the library.

"Do you believe them?" J.J. asked.

"I do, you know some of these cases, and they never sit right with me. Good, honest, hard working people just all of a sudden snap and kill their families and go on murderous killing sprees then are found a blubbering mess saying it wasn't them." Emily looked over at her blond haired companion. "The devastation, the horror. The ones we catch that seem to have inhumane abilities and then in jail they have a sudden shift in personality and they are a completely different person. I believe there is things out there J.J. that we can't explain. I believe these brothers mean well and are trying to keep everyone alive and well so he split us up so that he wasn't taking us all into danger. They don't know what they are dealing with and I think it scares him. Having us on this scares him. I watched him, the way Dean talks and holds himself he loves his brother, he is protective of him. He is also a guardian. His personality screams protective of everyone. He has lost both his parents to this life style and I assume he has lost a lot of friends and people he cared about along the way so it scares him that he is now responsible for the lives of our team in all this."

"But he's not responsible for us. This is our job." J.J. countered. "We signed up for this. We know this job is dangerous."

"Yes, but we have no idea how dangerous their job is. Rossi was picked up and thrown a cross the room and no one touched him. We all saw the blood and than that Angel healed him. These are things that can't be explained and yet they are now."

"I'm just not so sure about all this. None of this feels right." J.J sighed as they started pulling books off the shelf.

"I don't think any of us are." Emily sighed.

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"Sorry it's a little cramped in here" Dean said from the drivers seat. "She isn't exactly the best for a lot of passengers at one time."

"She is a sweet ride though" Morgan said from the backseat.

"Yeah you're telling me" Rossi said from beside Dean.

"Yeah, alright. We will see you soon." Hotch said into his phone before hanging up. "Dean do you know these hunters?" he asked.

"Yeah why?" Dean asked

"The sheriff's department is having a hard time nailing down an identity they had several fakes ones with them." Hotch glanced out the window.

"Anne and Jake Goldberg, they became hunters after their teenage daughter and 12 year old son where mauled and killed by werewolves." Dean said looking the rearview mirror.

"Mauled by werewolves..." Rossi whistled low and slow.

"You have to understand most hunters, become hunters because their loved ones are killed by something supernatural… "In Anne and Jake's case, their daughter and son were killed the rangers service said it was a bear but Jake was a exotic pet vet and he recognized that it wasn't a bear. Anne and Jake went out to their daughter's boy friend's house because he was supposed to have been with their daughter that's when they found the pack. They where nearly killed themselves until another hunter who had been tracking the pack stepped in and saved them. Our dad saved them and they became hunters."

"How did your dad know where to be?" Morgan asked.

"Bobby... he used to run our communications network putting calls out for cases. Our network is good since Jodie took over communications. There was such a break down after Bobby died but we are starting to get back on track with the communications. With everything going on it's nice to make sure we have people where they need to be."

"A whole network of hunters." Hotch shook his head.

"Sam did some research on you guys. It seems you guys have some into contact with some of the supernatural yourselves but you haven't seen it as such."

"What do you mean?" Hotch asked.

"Foyet" Dean whispered. "I spoke to Crowley. Foyet was a demon, that's how he was still alive from all the stabbings how it was so hard to track him and kill him. He was a demon who enjoyed tormenting people. He enjoyed killing people and killing families. He targeted you because you initiated contact with him originally. You're a strong male figure, who leads a team and he liked to destroy men like you. It's a game to him."

Hotch had turned pale in the back seat. "He's dead though I killed him."

"No, you killed the meat suit. The demon is still alive. He's now on my hit list. I will kill him Hotchner, I promise you that."

"I want to be the one that does it." Hotch's voice broke.

"You don't want this life style Hotch, you have a kid and a good job. Save the demon killing for Sam and I."

"I want to be the one that kills this demon for what he did." Hotch insisted.

Dean nodded. "Alright, I'll track him down and hold him for you."

"Why has the demon left Hotch alone then?" Rossi asked.

"We'll have to ask him when we find him." Dean shrugged.

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"Thanks" Sam said looking up from the stack of books he was looking at when J.J. set a cup of coffee next to him.

"How's it going?" Emily asked sitting next to Spencer.

"So far not very well. The symbols like I said look like someone butchered Enochian and it looks like they added a side of Latin and Chinese. We are trying to decipher it but it looks like a bunch of gibberish. It has got to mean something to the thing that's doing this. I've also never seen a death so clean we can't even figure out the cause of death. Other then the cuts there is nothing." Sam said exasperated.

"We'll figure it out" Spencer said not even looking up from the book he was reading.

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"Sheriff, I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner, this is my team David Rossi, Derek Morgan, and Dean Winchester." He said as each man shook hands.

"Welcome, I'm mighty glad you were able to identify the bodies. They had about 10 different names and badges we were not sure what to make of them. They came in her claiming to be FBI agents investigating some strange deaths we've had recently. Everything checked out on our end but when they turned up dead we called to tell you all they were dead and you had never heard of them. Then you call me asking about it so I assumed you all would come out. "The sheriff frowned. "We also don't have a cause of death just symbols cut into their chests."

"What kind of strange deaths where they investigating" Dean asked.

"Well, we've had 4 teenage girls all die from their brains exploding. They are sitting there talking or reading and kaboom, blood and brains everywhere. Can't figure it out." Sheriff said. "I'm telling you this just keeps getting weirder and weirder."

"We'll take a look at both cases and let you know what we come up with. Do you have the personal effects of each girl?" Dean asked.

"Why yes we do in evidence."

"We will need to see that as well as all the case files. We will need access to the bodies of the two you found this morning." Hotch said looking at Dean.

"I'll set it all up for you in the mean time here is the case files of the two we found this morning." The sheriff pointed to the box on the table.

"Thank you, mind if we use your conference room?" Hotch asked.

"Go right ahead." The sheriff walked out of the room and the three agents looked at Dean.

"Heads exploding?" Morgan was the first to speak. "That's a new one."

"Not really, once I see their personal belongings I will know for sure but it sounds like witches." Dean frowned. "We've seen it before unfortunately."

"Witches..." Morgan said skeptically. "As in hocus pocus turn you into a frog?"

"Now you're just mocking me" Dean said pointedly. "No witches use what's called hex bags. It's how they channel their spells. Believe me witches suck."

"Great, demons, angels, hunters, now witches." Morgan groaned.

The sheriff returned shortly with the personal effects of the victims. Dean put on gloves and started to pull things out of one girls back pack. At the bottom of her back pack he found the hex bag.

"Yep told you it was witches." he set it on the table in front of the others. "Still doesn't explain who killed the hunters but it explains how the girls are dying and why the hunters were in town."

"So far this thing is going after everything supernatural in nature. We need a way to track it. How do you normally find cases?" Rossi asked sitting down.

"Well, we look through the paper and internet searching for anything unusual such as, strange storms, unexplained deaths, and crop and cattle deaths, that sort of thing."

"There is actually a pattern to all this?" Hotch sat beside Rossi.

"Yes, what you think we do this blindly? We have to study the bodies and the scenes of the deaths. We have to piece everything together and the research what it could be and how we kill it. If it's a demon we can try to save the person it's possessing with an exorcism but we hardly ever get the chance to do that." Dean stood looking over at everyone. "Look you guys are in my world now so either I can go hunt this witch and put her down myself or you guys can see what it really means to be Sam and I."

"You really have to kill her?" Rossi asked frowning.

"Unfortunately I haven't come a crossed very many good witches in my day, especially good witches who explode people's heads." Dean said looking at the hex bag.

"Alright, you take the lead" Hotch said sighing in his seat.

"Alright then" Dean pulled out his phone and texted his brother about what was happening. "So I suggest we start at this girls school. Unfortunately this girl is probably a student."

"You're going to kill a kid?" Rossi demanded.

"No, Rossi most of these witches use these hex bags to drain life and make themselves look younger, I bet you the witch we are going to find looks young but is probably a couple centuries old."

"Great" Rossi muttered "Just great"

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"What's up?" Spencer asked looking up and seeing that Sam was reading a text.

"Dean thinks they have some witches out there and that is what the hunters where out there hunting."

"Witches?"

"Yeah witches, nasty case to work on. The others are going to hunt the witches as well as see if they can get any leads on our dead hunters." Sam looked back down at his book.

"Wonderful" Emily said sarcastically.