Both Phoebe and Piper were at Quake having lunch with their husbands. Both Cole and Leo were sorry Prue couldn't make it, and were currently having lunch.
"It was pretty generous of Prue to buy us lunch, but next time it's on me." Cole said to his companions.
"Ah, ah. You bought dinner last week. It's my turn." Leo says.
"You are unemployed. Do whitelighters even get paid?" Phoebe says laughing.
"Hey! Leo is trying. Besides, P3 is doing fantastic. Leo and I are business partners along with you and Prue." Piper tells Phoebe and Cole.
The lunch goes on for another forty five minutes till a waitress brings over a expensive bottle of champagne.
Piper seeing the bottle, panics. That was the most expensive bottle the restaurant carried. Piper's club was doing fantastic, however she couldn't help but flinch when she indulged in extra spending.
"We didn't order this." Piper tells the waitress, silently telling the waitress not to open the bottle.
"Courtesy of Miss Halliwell. She says she is sorry, she won't be able to join you for dinner tonight either."
"Not again. We have to stage and intervention. Prue is going to work herself into an early grave." Phoebe shook her head. As much as she envied her successful sister, she couldn't help but wonder if Prue was going to work herself to death.
"C'mon, give your sister a break. Today's the merger. Bucklands is going to merge with Sandover tonight. My associates are handling the paperwork." Cole tells Phoebe.
"Yeah, but Prue didn't want this. She said she was tricked into signing those papers. That is why she is never home." Piper says. She also was worried about Prue. Prue didn't live with Piper and Leo, she lived across town in the same building as Cole and Phoebe.
"Yeah, but Prue is smart. She get through this." Leo says. "Besides, as her whitelighter, I can take away the stress in her body. It is up to her to relax her mind."
"I hope so. Her breakup with Andy didn't help her. He told her not to work so hard, and she snapped. She accused Andy of trying to control her."
"Poor Prue. Andy was just worried. You know what tomorrow, let's take Prue and go to a spa. Just the three of us."
"You sure she wants to come Phoebe?"
"She better."
Meanwhile, Prue was staring hard at Dean Smith and his asshole boss, Zach Adler. Both were smirking at Prue. Prue whispered to her lawyer on the left. Her lawyer was confident that the contact Prue signed was fraudulent. When Prue signed it, the fine print stated she needed it notarized by a public servant, which was never done.
Both Dean and Zach were sitting across from Prue. Dean was the one that was in charge of the merger, his boss Mr Adler came along with Dean to see this deal go through. If it did, Dean was going to be promoted to Junior Vice President. If Dean played his cards right, would be working in Chicago as Senior Vice President in a few years.
Dean was smiling back at Prue who was glaring at him. He had a girlfriend, Carmen, but he wondered if Prue would like to go out to dinner. Just as business partners. He had a reputation as a playboy, but settled down when his teenage daughter moved in with him and Carmen. Emma was only twelve, but was already rebelling.
"Mr. Smith. The contact here is not valid. When you presented Miss Halliwell with this contract, you failed to have a notarized clerk present." Prue's lawyer tells Dean and Zach.
"Doesn't matter. We have a verbal agreement. Miss Halliwell agreed to sign over Bucklands to Sandover." Cole's attorney partner tells Prue.
Prue seethed in rage. On the surface she had a poker face, but on the inside she was ready to kill both Dean and Zach. She worked her ass to get to the top. She used Gram's inheritance and her biological father's life insurance to make some investments. Her luck paid off, when her stock grew, she bought Bucklands. Since then she expanded to London, Tokyo, New York, and was currently in the process of acquiring offices in Hong Kong and Paris as well.
She literally gave everything to Bucklands. She refused to have any romantic relationships including one with Roger, her former assistant, and Andy, her long time best friend. She told herself her work was her life. Sure she and Andy were serious, but when her success grew, she broke things off. There was no time for distractions. Not until this merger broke off.
"I don't know why I am here. I did nothing wrong Miss Matthews." Ben Braeden tells Paige. Ben was known as a troublemaker, he was always in detention.
"You threw paper clips at a fellow student. Then you started yelling slurs at the teacher. You are lucky to be with me and not Principal LaFitte."
"Yeah. Yeah. Look, I said I was sorry. Can I go back to class?"
Paige wanted to slam her head against the table. This was the third time this month she saw Ben. How can she get through to him. Usually kids his age didn't rebel this much. Something must be going on at home. She wanted to ask, but it wasn't her call. She simply told Ben to behave. After he left, Paige took an aspirin.
Later at her parents house, Paige and her dad were having a stilted, but polite conversation. Paige was a rebel, always acting up as a child, and fought hard against her parents. Even after she went to Berkeley, and graduated, her and her dad barely got along. Paige always wondered if her "real" family was out there somewhere. She knew she was adopted, and because of that acted out.
The day of the accident, back when Paige was in high school, she had a dreadful feeling and begged her dad to slow down at a intersection. They were on their way to dinner, and Paige and her parents were arguing about her grades. When Paige saw that semi, she screamed at her dad to hit the breaks.
Thank god he did. The accident was minor. They ended up crushing the front end of the car, unfortunately it caused Scott Matthews to lose his left foot. But Lisa and Paige were alive. Mr Matthews was forced to retire at his foreman job, and her mom had to return to work after twenty years. Since that day, none of them argued about Paige again.
"So how was work today, honey?" Lisa asked Paige.
"Awful. The student I'm trying to help is rebelling. I don't understand why. He was always a gifted student. Something changed."
"Maybe something is going on at home?" Scott tells Paige.
"Maybe. But my hands are tied. Unless Ben tells me anything, there is nothing I can do."
"Well, he is at that age. He'll grow out of it. You did."
"Thanks mom." Seeing her dad get up to get a refill on his ice tea, both Paige and her mom get up.
"Dad. Sit. I can bring you a refill. Mom, let me do the dishes. You work hard as it is."
"Paige, you are our guest. Sit. Besides I am not a invalid. I may have lost my foot, but I had not lost my life. If you want to help so badly, take out the trash."
"Sure dad." Paige smiles.
After dinner was over, Paige goes outside and takes out the garbage. She breathed in the evening air. It was Friday night. No problem students to nag her. She sighed in contentment.
Dean walked out of his office exhausted. The merger was delayed for anothet week. Dammit. Prue's lawyer was good, but Dean had Turner, Davis, and Hobbs. The unholy triangle of lawyers. Dean was confident he'll win. He wanted to give his family a good life. Especially Emma. She needed a good support system.
When he got into the elevator he was surprised to see one of the junior techs inside. Dean admired his work ethic, when he was a tech, he slacked off a lot. Luckily his higher ups saw his talent and promoted him to lead tech, then after three years, made it to marketing. Now after many sleepness nights, made it to Director. Dean was hoping to secure this merger, Zach promised him he will be moving on up.
Sam didn't want to work late. There was a lottery pool held today. It wasn't a fun lottery. Whoever lost had to stay late to keep an eye on the new computer systems. Unfortunately, Sam and Ian drew the unlucky was no need for the techs to be there, the new systems ran flawlessly. Ian lamented he just lost his Friday night.
When Dean walked in, Sam swore he looked familiar. He didn't want to say anything, but the nagging feeling was there.
"Excuse me. You look very familiar. Have we met?"
Dean looks at the junior tech. He had balls. Most of the lower tiered employees never looked at the higher ups, never mind talked to them face to face.
"No. I don't think so."
Sam stared at him. "Are you sure? I swear I know you from somewhere."
Dean was annoyed, but slightly flattered. "Save it for the heath club."
Sam stared at him. Whoever this guy was misunderstood Sam.
When Sam walked in the door after he got home, he was pleased to see a plate of chocolate chip cookies. Jessica always knew whenever Sam had a rough night. There was always baked goods. Sam took a cookie and went to take a shower.
As he crawled into bed, he wondered about that guy, Dean Smith. Sam swore he knew him from somewhere. He was about to fall asleep till he heard a door opening. Jessica was home. He got up to greet her. He and Jess were engaged, but Sam felt like he hadn't seen her in years.
Dean was sitting at home watching TV with Carmen. Emma wasn't home, she was spending the weekend at her friends. He couldn't help but think about that guy in the elevator. When he thought about it, he swore he knew him from somewhere.
Jenna looked out of her apartment. She loved Paris, but she often wondered if she was meant to live here. Sure as a actress, she had a steady income, but her creativity felt surpressed. Because of her contract, she wasn't allowed to have any outside projects. She turned on YouShare. She couldn't help but feel jealous that her old friends had the freedom to do what they liked.
It was morning, Ethan never came home. Jenna couldn't help but wonder if he was out with another woman again. She wasn't stupid. She lived in LA. She knew the signs of a cheater. Unfortunately, she couldn't leave Ethan. Their agents pushed them together and both Jenna and Ethan felt pressured to stay together. If that wasn't bad enough, they wanted them to get married and pop out babies ASAP. Jenna shuddered at that plan. She was thinking of ways to leave Ethan, and her job.
Back at P3, Piper was serving up drinks. The club was bumping. Piper had to work tomorrow. It was classic rock weekend and she booked a few classic bands. Pat Benatar, AC/DC, Kansas, and Led Zeppelin. How she managed to get them, Piper had no idea. Her club was losing customers, and she needed a gimmick. Leo and Cole suggested a theme.
It was Phoebe that suggested classic rock night. She just came home from a date from a guy that loved classic rock. When Piper thought about it, she felt like nothing to lose. Her rival clubs had themes going, 90s dance, another had disco, and one had big bands. As a child, she loved Led Zeppelin, and took a chance. Calling their manager a few days later to see of they can play at her club. When they called back a few days later, Piper screamed. When Leo orbed downstairs to see what was wrong, he screamed too.
She felt like she was on a streak of luck. She called Pat Benatar and asked her to come back to play again. She enthusiastically said yes. Then Pat suggested she call AC/DC's manager. They were doing a mini tour, and agreed. When Piper jumped up and down, she called Phoebe and Prue and all three wanted to faint. It was Prue that suggested they book Kansas as well.
Bucklands was holding a charity benefit and asked the 70s rock band Kansas to perform. Prue loved their performance and after the benefit she asked them to play at P3. No one was as surprised as Prue when they said yes. They found out Zeppelin was playing, and wanted in. When Piper advertised classic rock night, the tickets sold out in minutes. Piper had to add another night. That was sold out as well.
Because of all the press P3 was getting, Piper had to book extra security. The bands were old school, but were legendary. Cole predicted P3 would break the five digit limit on drinks alone. Piper was excited. She couldn't wait till tomorrow.
Michael finished giving his instructions to Naomi. The Big Fight was going to begin soon. One of his angels was on Earth retrieving his Sword. He went down to Hell to instruct Lilith to tell her demons to open the Gate.
Lucifer was sitting on his Throne. He sensed his brother, he was here. But things didn't feel right. It was their destiny to fight; Good vs Evil, but things felt off. He had a serious case of deja vu. That wasn't the only thing, someone he cared and loved was missing. But that was impossible. He was the Devil. He didn't have a heart.
Sam looked at Jess like he saw a ghost. Seeing her for the first time what felt like years, he couldn't help but tear up.
"Hi, honey! Things at the medical supply office took longer than I thought. The PPEs I ordered went to the wrong office." Seeing Sam's face, She got worried. "Honey, what's wrong?"
Sam goes up to her and gives her a big hug. Seeing Jessica again, he needed to take her away from here. He knew this was San Francisco, not Palo Alto, but they needed to get away. At least for a few days.
"Jess, god I missed you. It's been how long?"
Jessica was confused and scared. "Sam. I saw you at lunch. I brought you a picnic. We sat outside your office and ate together. Is something wrong?"
Sam squeezed her harder. He kissed the top of her head. He wanted nothing more than to hold and protect her, but when Jessica pulled down his face to kiss him, he heard his name.
"Sam."
"Did you hear something?" Sam asked Jess.
"No. Sam, are you worried about the wedding? Don't be. Things are going as planned. My parents are helping us pay for it. The wedding is going to happen in three weeks!"
Sam smiled down at his fiancee. As much as he loved Jessica, the voice he heard. It sounded super familiar.
Piper was in her pajamas getting ready to head to bed. She was in the process of cleaning her face and was thinking about the next few rock concert was tomorrow. She and Leo were getting ready to set up in the morning. She smiled at Leo when he walked in the bathroom. When he put his arms around her, she flinched and pulled away.
"Honey. What's wrong. Is it me? I can take a quick shower."
"You smell fine."
"I'm going to take a shower anyways. Care you join me?" He said in a flirtatious tone. "You did say you wanted to start a family. The shower can be good practice." He winked at her reflection.
Piper recoiled. Seeing the hurt look on Leo's face, she had to backtrack. "Not tonight. I have to get the club ready for tomorrow. She needed to get away from Leo. She hurried out when Leo started taking off his clothing. There was no way in hell she was going to sleep in the same bed as her husband. She was going to sleep on the couch. As she layed down on the couch, she whispered a name.
"Sam."
Phoebe was eating breakfast with her husband Cole. Cole was currently reading The Bay Mirror, while Phoebe was listening to the radio.
"There is exciting news coming tonight. At P3, the nightclub, not a parking garage, is holding classic rock night. The legends are performing tonight, one of them being Led Zeppelin. Did you manage to get tickets? If you didn't, KSSF is giving away two tickets. If you are caller number 26, you can be entered to win."
Cole smiles at Phoebe. "Good thing we have our tickets."
Dean's heart stops when he heard the radio. Two tickets to see one of the greatest rock groups of all time? Even with his money and connections, he couldn't get tickets. He was planning on working overtime today and tomorrow, but Carmen and Emma complained he was never home. Maybe he should take a weekend off. Since P3 was a nightclub, Emma was too young to go. Hopefully Carmen can come. He decided to stay home and be glued to the radio.
"Sam! Did you hear that! KSSF is giving away two tickets! Oh my god. Are you going to try to win? I am." Jessica squealed in excitement.
Sam smiled at his fiancee. Jessica was going on about who was performing and what is she going to wear if she won. Sam liked classic rock, not as much as his brother...Wait a minute. Sam was a only child. He didn't have a brother. Sam thought about that guy in the elevator. He looked so familiar. He decided to head to Sandover to see what that guy was about.
Prue was at Bucklands telling her assistant on where to catalog a rare and expensive painting. She couldn't believe she got a Van Goth original. The Night Café. Apparently, the original owners, a university wanted to sell it. The sale of this painting was already generating press. Prue had to hire private security to keep an eye on it. Already there was buyers all around the world that was interested, including The Louvre.
Prue knew the sale of this painting was important to Bucklands, that is why she delayed the merger. This painting was acquired before the contract was being signed, and she was glad that she delayed the sale. Her reputation was on the line.
"Chuck. Can you make sure this is going to the vault. I am sending security to escort this painting downstairs. The sale of this painting will put us on the map."
"Yes Miss Halliwell."
Prue smiled at her assistant. So much more trustworthy than that Roger. She was glad she fired him. He was embezzling money. But that wasn't the worst part, he was trying to sell counterfeit art. Good help was so hard to find. She looked at Chuck. He was cute. Those blue eyes of his. They were beautiful. Like two stars, and that beard. It made him so regal. Like royalty. She smiled and was happy that he smiled back.
Paige was reading Facepage. She couldn't believe it. There was a club that was hosting Classic Rock Night. Unfortunately it was in San Francisco. Damn. According to Facepage, a local rock station is giving away two tickets. Paige wondered if there was any way to get to San Francisco. To bad her pay from the school was tiny.
Jenna was watching a a YouShare video. This singer was doing a rock cover of Pat Benatar's Heartbreaker. She was good. Jenna had to give her that. Her phone rang. It was Ethan. When she answered it, she wasn't surprised to hear he wouldn't be home tonight. He was doing some press for a promo. Jenna just wished him luck. While she was closing the browser, she accidentally hit a ad. Before she can close it, she saw a picture of a really hot guy. Dean Smith. Jenna's heart started beating fast. It was just an ad for Sandover, a firm based in San Francisco. She stared at his picture for a long time. She didn't believe in love at first sight, but now she did. She downloaded the picture and cropped out everyone's picture except Dean's. She blushed. She downloaded it to her phone, and deleted the evidence knowing how jealous Ethan was.
Both Phoebe and Prue were shopping for new outfits for the concert tonight. They had their tickets, and backstage passes. They were part owners, but since there was so much security, they had to cover all of the bases. Phoebe was glad Prue was taking a break. She was working so hard these last few weeks, and Phoebe and Piper were worried about her. Hopefully this concert will help her relax.
"Are you excited Pheebs?"
"Fucking kidding me? Hell yea! I can't believe we are going to see Pat Benatar again."
"Not to mention, AC/DC, Zeppelin, and Kansas. Oh, you should have seen how jealous everyone was at Bucklands."
"You should have seen everyone at the paper! Elise has tickets, she is bringing a date."
"Who?"
"Some guy she met in England. His name is Arthur."
Sam gets in the elevator. Other than the guard downstairs, the building was empty. He was surprised to see Ian. It was the weekend, no one was supposed to be here. Even more strange, Ian was dressed in his work uniform.
"Ian, what are you doing here?"
Ian looked straight ahead not looking at Sam.
"All play and no work, makes a bad employee."
Sam's face furrows in confusion. Ian was a slacker. He did his job, barely, and loved stealing office supplies. All week Sam listened to Ian talk about sneaking in that nightclub, P3. Sam laughed and bet he would be thrown out before he got in the entrance.
Two hours later, Sam was in Dean Smith's office. He wasn't sure what he was doing in here, he wasn't supposed to be inside. No matter. He looked at the pictures on Dean's desk. There was Dean with his arms around a good looking brunette, but Sam felt like the picture was wrong. The woman should be blonde, with a lavender hair dye. That wasn't the only thing. There was a picture of a little girl. That must be Dean's kid. He overheard his coworkers talk about the Director having a child.
"There is laws against stalking. Who are you, and what are you doing in my office. You have a minute before I call security."
Sam turned around. It was Dean. The Director. Shit.
Paige was looking at the music videos of AC/DC. She was watching those music videos for the last two hours. Ever since she saw that page about that club in San Francisco, she was dying to go. Even if she could catch a flight, there was no way in hell she could get in. If only she could warp inside. She closed her eyes and made a wish.
Castiel was listening to orders from the archangel Raphael. He and Hannah had to go down to Earth to get the righteous man ready to begin the mission. Hannah was nodding along to what Raphael was saying, but deep down her mind, she couldn't help but worry about her family. Her and Castiel's kids were not on this Earth. She shook her head. She had no kids. Nephilm and offsprings of angels were forbidden.
"Hey! Watch where that ladder goes! You, put that table over there!" Piper was stressed. Tonight was the concert. She should be excited. Unfortunately, she was forced to go direct where the sets and and tables were going to go. She had to clear out her office and the back rooms for the bands. Hearing a screech, she couldn't help but yell. "Watch that sign! P3 is fragile!"
Jessica was screaming. She just finished answering the trivia questions about the rock genre and was caller number 26. She won! She couldn't wait to call Sam.
Before Sam could answer Dean, Ian walked in.
"I failed my numbers. They are wrong. I failed the company. I failed Sandover." Ian pulls a pencil. Looking despondent, he stabbed himself in the neck killing himself.
Prue was at the salon getting her roots touched up. She wanted to fix her hair before the concert. She was half listening to the radio. Some girl won the tickets. She overheard the customers and the staff groaning. Prue smiled. She had her ticket, but wasn't sure if she wanted to go. But she knew if she didn't, her sisters will kill her.
As she was getting to pay, her mom called. Patty said she was running late. Her and her whitelighter husband Sam were tied up at the airport. They were flying in from San Jose. The flight won't take long, an hour at most. They were coming to the concert tomorrow. They were going to stay with Piper and Leo. She wanted to go to Bucklands, just to make sure the painting was secured, plus to take a second look. Prue seen Van Gogh before, but not as close. She wished she had the money to buy it, unfortunately even with her savings, and stock combined, it wouldn't come close. She knew her new assistant was working. When she hired him, she knew he was trustworthy.
Phoebe was at home getting ready to leave. Cole wasn't home, he said he had a emergency phone call from his client, Dean Smith. One of his employees committed suicide, and Dean was stressing out. Phoebe was already dressed. She was going to Piper's to see her mom and stepfather that were flying in. She smiled. She couldn't wait to see her mom. Phoebe didn't realize how long they were apart.
When Sam got home, he was depressed. His best friend committed suicide. Sam didn't know why he did it, he was so confused. This job was just a job, not even a high paying one. He wanted a beer. Plus he was almost arrested. Dean threatened to press charges if he snuck into his office again.
When Sam got home he was greeted by Jess. She was smiling big and had her hands behind her back. Sam smiled. Jessica smiling always cheered Sam up, that is why he loved her friendship. Wait, they were engaged. Looking at Jessica, he saw his time at Stanford. But why did Jessica look so young? They graduated years ago.
"Sam. I got a present for you. Close your eyes."
"Jess. Not now. I had a rough day."
"Please, pretty please? With cherries on top?"
Sam wanted nothing more than to lie down. But seeing Jessica's excited face he didn't want to hurt her feelings. He closed his eyes.
"Open your palm." When Sam did that, he felt an envelope on his hand.
"Open it."
When Sam opened the envelope, his eyes went huge. It was tickets to P3, with backstage passes. He looked at Jess who was squealing in excitement. How? These tickets were sold out for months.
"Remember that radio station contest? I stayed on that phone for two hours trying to get through. Finally someone answered. I was caller 26. All I had to do was answer some questions. I just got home. I had to go to the radio station to pick them up. Now, free up your night and get yourself ready. Oh! Almost forgot. Your mom called. She is coming today, not tomorrow."
The doorbell rang.
"Maybe that's Mary."
"Hi! Sam! Your mom's here!"
Dean was sitting in his office. He didn't feel like going home. He called Carmen and told her he needed to stay in his office. She was understandably pissed. But when Dean told him on what one of his employees did, she forgave Dean. If Dean and that guy Sam wasn't here, no one would have found his body until Monday.
Dean didn't drink beer, but he really could use one. Fuck his diet. He turned on his phone. It was Emma. She texted Dean to tell him she didn't win tickets. Dean wrote back, even if she did, she was too young to get in. She gave him a rolling eye emoji. Dean smiled. He should take Carmen and Emma and go on a family trip. Maybe to Disney. He wanted Vegas, but not until Emma was 21.
Paige found herself in a washroom. Huh? Where was she? A few seconds ago she was watching YouShare, a few seconds later she was in a public washroom. She heard voices. The voices were talking about the concert. Can it be? Her wish came true? She pinched herself to see if it was real.
OW! Yep. This was not a dream. While Paige was standing in the washroom, the door opened.
"What the...security!"
Jenna was wearing a wig and sunglasses. She decided to go to the Eiffel Tower to get her mind off things. Her agent called, he wanted her to come for a autograph session with Ethan and Caroline. She refused, saying she wasn't feeling well. She then got dressed and headed out. Going to the Eiffel Tower always gave her a peace of mind. She couldn't help but think of that guy Dean. She was tempted to go on a plane and head to the States. She needed to meet him. Hmm. Maybe she should send Dean a email. What does she have to lose? Dean hopefully was single and straight.
"Hi Sam!" Mary Wesson goes up to her only child and gives him a hug and a kiss. She then goes up to Jess and hugs her as well.
Sam gave her a huge bear hug back. Lifting her off the ground. Mary was laughing. When Sam put her down, he noticed a man standing in the doorway holding suitcases.
"Sam, Jess, this is my new husband, John Smith."
Phoebe was sitting in the limo on the way to the manor. Prue made arrangements for the girls to get a ride from Buckland's limo to take the girls and their husbands to the concert. Phoebe and Cole were married, but Phoebe was too busy thinking trying to break it gently to Cole she wanted a divorce. She didn't love him anymore.
She waved at Prue and Leo when she pulled up. They were going to Sandover to pick up Cole. The concert wasn't going to start till nine. They were going to pick up Piper and go to dinner first.
Dean got off his phone in disbelief. His dad was here. He just got married. Dean didn't even know he was dating. That wasn't the worst part, his dad found out he had a young son. His ex, Kate died and on her deathbed wrote John a letter. Dean had a half brother. Carmen and Emma were going to be shocked. John told Dean he wanted him to meet his new wife and her son, Sam.
Michael was getting ready to start Armageddon. But why? Lucifer was in Hell and not bothering anyone. There was no need to fight. He closed his vessel's eyes. He saw a boy. The blonde hair, the innocent look. He was half human, but Michael felt so empty without him. He wanted nothing more than to hold him and protect him. He shook his head. That was impossible. Nephilims didn't exist for thousands of years.
Prue's Assistant finished cataloging the rare art works. He was pleased. He could have did all that with a snap. But He needed to gain Prue's trust. He nodded to the security guys. He read their minds. They were planning on heisting the Van Gogh. Luckily, Chuck changed their minds. He hoped the Halliwells and Winchesters liked their present. A chance to be a normal family.
He gave His notice to Prue. Since He was from the temp agency, He could leave anytime He wanted. He was planning on destroying this world, He thought He sensed that Nephillm bastard. Apparently He was wrong. He decided to leave. He decided to go to the Hard World again. That doofus of a President of The United States provided months of entertainment.
Before He left, He stared at Jenna's necklace in His hand. The necklace was glowing white hot. He obtained it when He got the temporary job as a golfer for that French TV show. He simply used the nickname Rowena gave Him back when He was helping the Winchesters fight The Darkness. He should stop leaving these around. He sent the necklace back to Jenna. He knew how important it was to her. If she only knew why. But that is for another chapter.