"Castiel, you shouldn't go." Hannah pleads.
"I don't have a choice. That phone call, he stated it was very important that I show up." Castiel says putting on his signature trench coat and tie.
"Cas, it may be a trap." Jack says eating his snack, a chocolate donut.
"Then why go. Castiel, you're human now. That's a demon you are meeting."
Castiel sighs as finishes tying his shoes. The Trails, the Third one is going to begin soon. But that isn't what worried Cas. It was that the new King of Hell was chosen. It was to Cas' surprise, a lower tiered demon, some demon that rode with the human, Genghis Khan back in the day. For some reason, Crowley was gone, along with Lilith. No one knew where they went. But that is not what worried Castiel. It was his chosen co-ruler. Her name is rumored to be a very powerful being, more powerful than anyone ever known. Other than the Darkness. Her name frightened some demons, those that knew were currently trying to eliminate her. But no one in Heaven knew why the demons were afraid. Castiel was wondering himself. Who was the chosen Queen?
"At least call the Winchesters."
"I can't. Hannah, Dean and Sam are currently busy. Besides, he told me to come alone." No way was Castiel bothering Dean. He was currently working and living his life. Plus was getting married. He was not interfering with his life. Especially what he and Sam as well as their friends went through these last few weeks.
"At least call Anna or even Anael. They can help."
Cas stubbornly shook his head.
"There's angel warding everywhere in a thirty mile radius. I already asked Balthazar to check it out."
"Take me at least."
Castiel looks sadly at his wife who was teary. He kissed her.
"I'll be careful. Jack, whatever happens, DON'T come. We cannot risk the chance God finding you. Especially since He is close." Castiel tells him. Jack nodded. He heard the rumors from a Reaper. A few more worlds were destroyed. According to Betty, there was less than five left. Castiel and Heaven were frightened. He hugged and kissed his wife and Jack.
"I promise to be home. Okay." Hannah watches as he left. She looked at Jack.
"Make the call." Jack nodded.
Claire was watching Charlie as she packed her suitcase. Claire couldn't help but be annoyed at her humming. Why did she have to be so cheerful? They were going to apart for weeks.
"Gee, you sound like you are glad to be away from me." Claire said with annoyance.
"Babe. It's a business trip. Not a vacation. Believe me, I rather be here with you than away at some stuffy business trip." Charlie says while packing. When she got her letter, she was surprised. It was from Sacred Meadows' Scottish counterpart, Forrest Hills. The new director there, Ira Wallace, was complaining that she needed help, the old director nearly bankrupted the facility and many of the staff and residents needed money to stay open.
"Can't you use Video Chat?"
"Too risky. Even with VPNs, there is extremists out there that want to see places like this closed. Besides, they need my expertise."
"Why can't they ask the government for help?"
"We're privately funded for a reason. I assume it's the same in Scotland."
Claire sighs. Charlie walked up to her girlfriend and hugs and kisses her. Claire squeezes Charlie tight.
"You can't blame me for loving you."
"I'll be fine. I'll call the moment I land. Promise. I left someone in charge, a nice woman named Jane Anjo."
"Who's Jane Anjo?"
"You weren't hired yet, she was working with the old director, Natalie Wasil. She left for parental leave last year after her and her husband adopted a baby. She starts Monday. You'll like her, she is very sweet."
"I guess." Claire couldn't help but dread Charlie leaving. She was afraid Charlie was in danger. She was a hunter, she knew the signs. She begged Charlie to stay, insisting on her sending someone else. Charlie just laughed.
"Babe, I'll be fine. Don't worry so much."
Claire insisted on driving Charlie to the airport. She wanted to spend as much time with Charlie as she could. She begged Charlie one more time to stay.
"You worry too much. Look, why don't you and me go on a romantic vacation, just the two us. Is Hollywood okay?"
"Are you kidding? Alright!" Claire was so happy, she and Charlie were apart for weeks. Both were busy with their work at Sacred Meadows. Claire cried when Charlie's plane left. She turned around and went home, not realizing that would be the last time they'll be together.
Castiel was waiting in the bar waiting for the demon. As far as he knew, he had no idea why this particular demon wanted to meet with him. He no longer has his wings, he was just a ordinary man now. Before he could think further he saw a cocky looking man wearing sunglasses walking in. Cas immediately knew this was the demon "Kip."
The demon immediately walks in the bar in a cocky demeanor. Castiel just looked at him. No way he was chosen willingly to be the ruler of Hell. There had to be a reason why Kip was chosen. Hell, even cambion Cole Turner was a better candidate. Whoever this demon was, he had a secret edge. Watching as he ordered a drink from the bar, Castiel just waits.
"Castiel, very pleased to meet you. Kip, or Kipling. Otherwise known as Krona in Hell."
"Krona is dead. He was killed by Dean Winchester two years ago." Thinking back on the last hunt he did with Dean and Sam.
"I was his apprentice down in The Pit. Other than Alistair, he was the one that turned me. I was lucky he was my master and not Yama. Otherwise I'll still be down there."
"What to you want." Castiel demanded.
Kip takes off his sunglasses.
"Down to business then. I want to invite Sam Winchester as well as his wife to my party. Oh don't you worry about when. It won't be for a long while. Tell your friends it is casual. By the way, as the new King, my Queen's coronation will be starting soon. Bartender! Order my friend a scotch! Be seeing you. Oh, don't you worry, I won't go after your friends, they are family now. See you."
Castiel sits there as he walks out.
The demon watching just smirks at the former angel. If only he knew.
"Suntan lotion?"
"Check."
"Bikini."
"Yeppers."
"Penis straws."
"Phoebe!"
"Lighten up Prue. It's Piper's bachelorette. We are going all out." Phoebe says packing up her suitcase.
"I cannot believe Piper is getting married in a few weeks."
"I know. Paige, did you ask?"
"No."
"Prue? Not yet."
"Okay. How about Jenna?"
"She already asked her friend Mariah."
The sisters were currently packing. All four including their friend Jenna was heading to Hawaii for Piper's and Jenna's bachelorette party. Jenna was finally home. Her final scene ended two weeks ago, and was currently staying with her best friend. All three were discussing who was going to be Piper's maid of honor.
"Okay, I think I got everything." Piper says walking in reading from her list. Its been a quiet few days since their last adventure, and that gave Piper and Sam time to plan their wedding. Jenna and Dean were still hammering out the small details, but they already finalized their wedding venue and honeymoon. Both were definitely in Nevada. Piper's and Sam's wedding was taking place in the Altar in the park. Where the former "Garden of Eden" stood. The wiccan wedding was taking place there, and the reception was taking place in the manor. Piper still was planning the menu, as a former chef, she was extremely picky about the details to Sam's amusement. At least her cake was already ordered, Dean and Jenna ordered them a strawberry cake with a white wiccan design as a gift. Phoebe seen it, it was gorgeous, especially with the Triquetra on top. Sam's and Dean's anti possession tattoo design was on the bottom. Strawberry was Piper's favorite cake flavor growing up.
"Piper! Relax! We got everything. I quadrupled checked everything." Paige said with exasperation. Ever since Piper got engaged, she was very anal about the littlest details about her big day.
"I know. I just want everything to be perfect. I can't wait to get married."
"You mean, moving away." Phoebe said in a quiet voice. Immediately the mood in the room clouded. Piper tears up.
"Doesn't mean I'll be away forever. We mastered that traveling spell. We can travel anywhere we need to."
"Within reason. I know that the Elders are gone, but I can't help but think this is personal gain." Prue protests.
"Ah. Hello?! Whitelighter here. Not personal gain. Besides, I asked. Castiel and Hannah says it's allowed."
"I know. Just that we been so good so long. Being good is in our DNA."
"You worry too much big sis. Okay. I gotta go. Charles and I will be in Seattle for our romantic vacation. I'll be back in three days."
"Make sure you fly straight to Oahu. We're staying with Jenna at Mariah's aunt's house." Piper tells her as Paige warps away.
"I wonder if Paige ever told Charles what she is." Piper wonders.
"The whole world knew Paige was a whitelighter. Remember?" Prue shudders. The angels gave them a huge headache.
"Don't remind me. It took a long time for people to accept it." Phoebe remarks.
"Just as long as NO ONE knows about hunters and witches."
"Don't worry Piper. The demons downstairs want to keep themselves a secret. Including magic. I seen social media, almost everyone thinks it was all a elaborate hoax." Phoebe checks her phone. She giggled at Coop's text. She wondered herself if Coop was her future.
"Well, our plane won't leave for another four days. I just want to make sure we are all packed and ready."
"I am."
"Me too."
"Same goes for me."
"Okay. Let's go downstairs and eat." Piper orders. "I want to go over the menu with you."
Both Prue and Phoebe roll their eyes. If Piper wasn't their sister, they would have just ordered pizzas for her wedding.
The assassin waits for her target. She already took care of Gwen Campbell, she died in a tragic car accident. Shame about the drunk driver, but he was on her list anyways. As for Samuel Campbell, her contract with him was canceled. He was already under contract with her other boss. Charlie Bradbury should already be dead, her ride to Scotland was in a tragic train crash. She made sure of it. She loaded up her gun. Good thing the neighbours were gone, can't have any witnesses to see the carnage.
Both Prue and Phoebe were getting a headache from Piper's plans for her reception menu.
"I thought you and Sam planned everything down to the last detail." Phoebe says burying her head in her hands.
"Yeah. You both want chicken and vegetables, plus all the small extras."
"I know. But he insists on having pigs in a blanket for his hunter friends." Piper says with annoyance. "Not to mention that weird Winchester Surprise for a appetizer." Piper nearly had a heart attack hearing that. She loved Sam, but she dreamed about her wedding since she was a little girl.
"Don't forget pie from Piggly Wiggles." Phoebe says with a small smile.
"Forget it. I can compromise on the family recipe, but I'll be damned if I have little hot dogs on a stick. Or cheap store pie."
"Piper, everything will work out. I'll make the pie. Grams thought me."
"Thanks Pheebs. You know what? This will be the best wedding ever. I have everything. The dress, the venue, Sam, and my bridesmaids."
"Um, about that. Piper. Have you chosen your maid of honor?" Prue asks. Her and Phoebe exchange looks.
"I did. Ahem. I have a announcement to make." Piper smiles at her sisters in amusement. Both Prue and Phoebe wait in anticipation. "Today on Friday..."
"Eh, eh. Don't say it." Phoebe says, holding up her finger.
"The thirteenth. Come on! Don't be so superstitious! Everything is okay!" Just then a hail of bullets come raining in causing all three to scream and dive to the floor.
Lawrence, Kansas
"To Sam! To Dean! Let's drink!" Garth says holding up his shot glass.
The party was soon in full swing. It was in some random dive bar, but it was perfect for a bachelor party to be held at. Sam and Dean were co hosting the party, and had Garth, Castiel and a few friends to help plan it. Castiel to everyone's surprise ordered a few strippers, one being to Dean's amusement, "Chastity." The girl Dean tried and failed to make Castiel lose his virginity to a few years ago. She was actually a nice girl and accepted Castiel's apology, for that failed quest to get Cas laid. She quit working as a prostitute, but stripped to pay for dental school.
"Which one is the bachelor?" Chastity asked.
"He is." Both Sam and Dean point to Cas. Castiel just stares at them. Chastity just smiles.
"Well, we meet again. Angel, just relax. Let me take care of you." Dean laughs at Cas' squirming. He looked so awkward and uncomfortable with Chastity and her friend giving him lap dances.
While Dean was enjoying shots at the bar and laughing at Castiel, Sam was watching their grandfather with curiosity. He looked so distracted. They didn't want to invite Samuel, but both figured it would be rude to not invite him to their party, since he was a guest at their weddings. He didn't look to happy having strippers, but he was old. But that wasn't what worried Sam. It was him acting so odd these last few weeks.
It was after they returned from New York. After they managed to wake up Dean, they returned home to return to their normal lives. It was now Thursday night, and still had to work in the morning, but both men wanted a night to relax before they returned to work. Sam's wedding was coming first, and he and everyone he knew was attending the wedding. Dean's wedding wasn't happening till later in the summer, he and Jenna were still figuring out what to tell her family about Jenna's new "career." Devon was already suspicious, so they figure to just break it to them on what Dean's day job really was.
Samuel was pretending to enjoy his beer, but he was too worried. He loved his grandsons, he was happy that they found love. But that isn't what brought him down here. It was his deal. Sam and Dean didn't know. Neither did Gwen or Christian. Speaking of Gwen, where was she? She was invited. Christian couldn't make it, he and his wife disappeared without a trace. He looked over at Dean. He looked just like Mary. His expression was identical to hers. As for Sam, dead ringer for Daniel. He sighed. All he wants is a better future. But if he didn't take his deal, there wouldn't be a way to see either of his children again. Once he got his call, he quietly walked out to answer it.
Dean was laughing at Garth's and Bobby's stories. He congratulated Garth on his daughter's birth, a baby him and his wife named Gertrude "Gertie" Fitzgerald.
"Yep, I'm a dad now. I can't believe it." Garth said in disbelief. He was almost done with dental school, he and his wife retired from hunting, they wanted to concentrate on their family.
"Well, fatherhood is rewarding. I helped raised these two boys myself. Speaking of, son are you and the future misses planning on kids?" Bobby asked with Garth grinning. Dean looked away in embarrassment. Before he can answer, Sam came running up to Dean.
"There's been a accident. Gwen. She's dead."
"You just have to say it." Phoebe complains as a rain of bullets rain above them.
Piper just gave her a dirty look.
"How was I supposed to know!" As she cowered behind a hutch.
"Get your ass over here now!" Phoebe demanded as she and Prue huddled behind their couch. Piper was in great danger where she was.
Piper dived to where her sisters were. She instinctively froze some bullets before they hit her. Phew. That was close. She then went where her sisters were. The bullets unfroze and shot the furniture. When all three peaked up to see who was firing at them, the bullets started again.
"Who is doing this to us? To me?" Prue wondered. Was she under a jinx? It started in New York, then that darklighter, then now. She felt like she has a target on her back.
When they heard the front door clicking, all three tense. They were wondering what to do when Phoebe saw a shadow coming from the kitchen. In slow motion, a woman dressed in a latex black outfit came walking in with a machine gun. Seeing the sisters, she started firing at the sisters.
Prue was looking at her expression. Her eyes and face was cold, but she was staring at Prue. Once the bullets start firing, Prue sent the bullets back towards the hitwoman instead, killing her. Her gun fired towards the ceiling as she died, she was dead before she hit the floor.
Piper froze her, just to be safe. When they slowly crept towards her, they realize she was human.
"Oh my god. She was mortal." The smell of sulfur was absent.
Gwen died when her car's brakes failed and she ended up crashing into a city bus. They tried to keep their faces neutral as Samuel tried not to break down.
"Thanks officer." Samuel says signing the paperwork. He already called his relatives. Gwen's hunter funeral was happening in a few days.
"Samuel I'm so sorry." Sam says in a sorrow voice.
"I just wished I knew Gwen a bit better." Dean said. He liked Gwen. Unlike Christian and Samuel, she and Dean were friendly. She was happy to get a invitation to their weddings.
"I have to make some calls. Excuse me." Samuel tells them walking out. His face was blank, but his eyes were teary. Gwen's death hit him harder than he thought.
Their bachelor party was immediately canceled. Once Samuel got the call, both Sam and Dean ended the party out of respect. Castiel and Garth stayed behind to clean up the rented bar, they figured to give their friends some privacy. As Sam was thinking what to do, his phone rang. After he hung up, he immediately closed his fist and banged his fist on the bar. Dean looked at Sam with concern.
"Sam?"
"That was Cas. Charlie. Her train to Scotland got into a accident. Everyone on that train is dead. He, Jack and Hannah are flying to San Francisco to be with Claire. She is devastated." Just then his phone rang again. "Now what." Sam's expression frightened Dean. "A sniper? Are you alright? I'll catch the first flight out."
"Sam. We're fine. The woman is dead. Prue. She saved us." Piper says as she tried to calm down Sam. "No, be with your grandfather. If anything else happens, I'll call you. Promise. Oh my god. I'm so sorry. When?" Piper closed her eyes. Poor Charlie! Poor Claire! Now who is going to run Sacred Meadows? "Okay. Look. We just have to figure out the mess here. We are going to take a drive there to help Claire. Okay. Love you too. Bye." Piper hangs up. She watches her sisters with a grim expression.
"What is it?" Prue asked.
"Piper?" Phoebe says with a worried look as both sisters kneel up after checking out the dead woman's body.
"Gwen is dead. Charlie too." Piper tells them with a grim expression. Just today she was happy to plan her wedding and bachelorette party, now she couldn't careless.
"Oh my god. How's Sam and Dean?" Prue asked.
"Sad. They are both worried about their grandfather. Castiel and his family are flying in to be with Claire."
"Oh Piper." Phoebe wraps her arms around Piper as she starts crying. She liked Charlie. She and the sisters were close. They help got Charlie the job. Now who is going to run Sacred Meadows now?
"I'm going to call Paige."
"Not now. Her plane is still in the air."
"Um. I hate to bring it up, I just dumped out her purse." Prue tells her sisters. A few minutes later all three were checking out the contents.
"Foreign currency, multiple passports, fake IDs. Who knows who she really is." Piper remarks in wonder. She was worried about everyone, but for now they had to wonder who tried to kill them. The back of her head wondered if Gwen's and Charlie's deaths was a "accident." She quickly pushed it down. Just a coincidence. Until Phoebe unlocked her phone.
"Ladies, check this out."
"Oh my god. Prue's name is on it." Piper was scared.
"Same with Charlie and Gwen. I need to call Sam and Dean."
Dean hung up the phone. He looked at Sam.
"Case?"
"Looks like we need to quit our jobs." Dammit. He needed to make money, looks like pool hustling and stolen credit cards were needed again.
"Just as well. I been wanting to return to college for some time now."
They watch the funeral of Gwen Campbell. They were surrounded by the Campbells, except for Christian, he couldn't make it, but sent his condolences. Samuel's face was blank, but he asked everyone to say a few words before he lit the pyre.
"Gwen, she was always so cheerful." A Campbell relative says in a teary voice.
"I admit, I didn't know Gwen pretty well, but she was always so nice. She welcomed me with open arms." Dean tells everyone. Jenna wanted to come to console Dean, but she decided to fly to San Francisco to be with the Halliwells. They were holding a memorial service at Sacred Meadows for Charlie later that week, Sam and Dean were taking Baby and driving there.
"Gwen, she was too good. She deserved better. Gwen, wherever you are, I hope you are okay."
"Thanks Sam. Everyone, it's time to say goodbye." Everyone saluted Gwen just as Samuel lit the pyre. "Goodbye Gwen. Tell my kids I said hi." They watch as the fire burns. Once the service ended everyone walked away except for Samuel. He had a job. He hated it, but he had no choice.
Hannah didn't know what to say as she held Claire. She wanted to say Charlie was happy in Heaven, but knowing how Claire felt about angels, didn't say anything.
Claire was numb these last few days. Ever since she got that call, she's been kicking herself for letting Charlie go. Now Charlie was dead. Her body was found along with sixteen others in a ravine when the train derailed. There was no survivors in that car they were sitting in. Who was going to run this place now? Places like this needed to exist.
Castiel and Jack felt helpless. They didn't know Charlie very well, but knew she was a good friend to the Winchesters and Halliwells. Jack walked up to Claire and asked for a hug. Claire did, but Jack could have been anyone for all she knew.
"Charlie's body is being sent back here. Once she's here, we are having the funeral. But I have to plan the memorial as well. Excuse me." Claire opens her cell and makes a few calls.
A few days later, everyone was having a videogame tournament to remember Charlie. All of her friends, and colleagues were there, the new acting director Jane Anju was helping to host it.
Jenna was there trying to cheer Claire up, but Claire was pretty quiet those days. She appreciated everyone's presence though, and thanked everyone for coming. They were playing Charlie's favorite MMO, World of Warcraft.
Dean knew next to nothing about this game, needless to say he played with everyone else. As terrible as he was at it, he was having fun. Claire, Castiel and Hannah rented a bunch of computers for the tournament. Financially it didn't hurt them at all, Hannah and Cas were very comfortable these days since the auction since Hannah sold her mythril. He was pleased to see Claire laughing along with Alex and Patience, but he could see the pain she was in.
Charlie's funeral was tomorrow. Both Piper and Jenna canceled their bachelorette party out of respect. Besides, neither could go anyways, there was a case. Prue needed to know who that hitwoman was and who hired her. Why was Prue on that list and not her sisters? Why was Gwen, Charlie and Samuel on that list? But that wasn't the only thing. Sam and Dean had to assist their grandfather on his case whatever it was.
A lot of people showed up for Charlie's/Celeste's funeral. She wasn't famous or anything, but was popular with the staff at her work and had tons of friends in the hunting community. Jo was crying in Dex's arms, they became close after Charlie's death. The sisters were there, among with the Winchesters, they built the pyre for Charlie's body.
Jack, Castiel and Hannah were standing by Claire, they didn't want to leave her side. Claire was numb listening to the singer, Patty Griffin. She used to perform at P3 years ago, she agreed to perform at the funeral as a favor for Piper. She knew what Piper's day job was but didn't care. She was performing her hit, Go Where You Wanna Go.
"Anyone want to say anything?" Dex asked. He was wiping his eyes. He and Charlie were good friends.
"Charlie. She never judged for anything. She hired me without a doubt. Even when I worked at my old 'job' for the Men of Letters, she didn't care. I will miss her." Jo starts sobbing. Dex holds her. Sam was holding Piper who was trying not to cry.
"Charlie. She was too good for this world. She...she ...sorry. She deserved better than this."
Jenna tried not to cry, but hearing Piper crying, made her break down. Dean was stoic but he was holding her hand.
"She saved countless lives. Mine included. She laughed when I told her what happened in the other universe, but she said she would have helped anyone that came for help. Charlie, we love you."
Sam spoke up.
"We will miss you. Charlie, don't stop partying up there. We'll see you again."
The sisters also gave moving eulogies. Phoebe has tears rolling down her cheeks. Prue, never good at showing her emotions, was sniffling. Paige mentioned she watched every Harry Potter movie just to see why Charlie loved them so much.
Dean didn't want to make a speech, but Charlie was his friend. Hell, she was family.
"I don't know what to say. Charlie. She saved a lot of lives. This place it would have been lost without her."
Frank Devereaux managed to fly in with his wife, who wanted to say goodbye. He refused to speak, but brought Charlie's favorite flowers, yellow tulips for Charlie.
Claire didn't want to talk. Not even to Jody, Donna, Patience, Alex or Kevin. She did appreciate them bringing baby Micaela though. She was currently sleeping. Jack wanted to stay something, but he didn't know Charlie very well. Hannah and Castiel just stayed to keep Claire company. Before they lit the pyre, she wanted to say goodbye.
"Charlie. She always was a nerd." She paused when everyone tried not to smile. "She was always cheerful. Even whenever things went bad, she never lost that smile. I will miss her deeply. Goodbye love." Claire refused to say I love you. She sat back down, grateful that all of Charlie's friends showed up. She was surprised to see her ex, Kaia, who showed up thanks to Jack's request. Claire just nodded at her. Before the fire was lit, the singer sang Charlie's favorite song, "You are my Sunshine." Hearing that Claire started sobbing. Charlie always called her Sunshine.
Everyone put flowers on Charlie's body. Then both Sam and Dean lit the fire. They all said goodbye to Charlie, only Sam and Dean stayed after everyone left.
"We have to find the asshole that hired that contract killer." Dean said with vengeance.
Sam agreed. The sisters were looking to solve this case, but they had their own case. Many former whitelighters were being killed. They had to solve it quickly, otherwise, Alex's baby had a target on her.
Thank god they had an insider at the police station. They managed to convince the chief of police that the hitwoman committed suicide. He sighed and called in a favor, managing to get his friend the coroner to write in his report that she killed herself. He warned the sisters though that there was someone watching them and to be careful.
"Okay. We'll fix this mess. Thanks." Piper hung up. Phew. It has been a few weeks after the hitwomen died, and after Charlie's funeral. The chief of police "concluded" his investigation, they used their magic to hide the evidence of any bullet holes. No one wanted to use their magic for personal gain, but they were desperate to hide the evidence. Especially when he warned that Agent Murphy was sniffing around.
The Agent had a extensive file on the Halliwells. He had a small file on the Winchesters, but because of a double jeopardy law, they were practically invisible. But they weren't his problem. It was the Sisters. There were something about them. Something supernatural. His former boss Agent Keyes was gone, he was close to being elected to being President of the United States, despite this being his first elected position. He warned him to drop it, but he refused to. This case was too big to ignore.
Phoebe and Paige went out exploring. Both Prue and Piper went to the apartment building where the assassin was living at. It was a few blocks away from their home. For now they were wearing disguises, pretending to be medical students for the local university. They wanted to see the coroner's reports for all the murdered victims.
"Here you go ladies. There was four deaths. Shame they were all so young. Either one of you want to see the latest victim? It would be good experience for your essay for school." The coroner says. Neither Phoebe or Paige wanted to do it, but if either refused, it would raise suspicion. Phoebe reluctantly agreed to join the autopsy to Paige's relief.
When Phoebe left, Paige poured over the reports. Wow. Even with just a report, Paige could see how professional this killer was. The first victim was clearly a angel. He was found nude with burned angel wings on the ground. According to the report, he was stabbed in the neck and bled to death with a sharp object. The police thought the burned angel wings were a sign of a serial killer(s), many people around the country died with those same marks. The next victim was a middle aged man, he was found dead when his car exploded. It wasn't considered suspicious, since the gas tank was leaking and the spark of the engine caused it to explode, but Paige knew better. Especially when the police found various weapons in his car. She looked at the name. Gordon Walker? Who was that? Anyways, there was one more. Alice Hicks? Wasn't she working for Charlie? She looked deeply at the evidence left behind. She was found dead from a apparent suicide. She was found in her car with the engine running. Apparently, she said having a angel possessing her was a bad thing and killed herself when the angel left. Bull. Paige heard of those former vessels and whitelighters being killed. As for the forth victim, it was a open and shut case. She was killed when she fell down the stairs and broke her neck. She was wearing heels on a marble floor. Plausible, but until Paige explores the scene, she wasn't letting this go. She decided to wait for Phoebe.
Phoebe was trying not to grimace. The coroner was cutting up the body of a gunshot victim, who died when he was shot in the eyeball. Gross.
"The victim was shot in the left eye. Corneal eye trauma, hmm. Odd."
"What is it?" Phoebe was trying to breathe normally, but she wanted to faint when he started to perform the autopsy. How could Sam and Dean do this? She killed demons and monsters on a regular basis, but it was mostly Prue and Piper that cleaned up afterwards.
He took out a bullet. Phoebe had to look away when he took out the eyeball. Especially the slurping noise.
"Hmm. The bullet only entered the eye. He looked inside the socket. Hand me the saw." Oh god. Phoebe had to self meditate when his saw opened the head and skull. Once he opened the head, he started looking at the brain. "No trauma from the bullet to the brain, usually a injury like this would cause eye loss. Not death. He bullet only entered the eye. Here. Hold this." Phoebe swallowed. She was a professional. "Scorch marks. Weird. It was like he was fried from the inside. This is going down in my book as my personal weird deaths. It's going to be reported as a homicide. Here. Hand me back that brain." Phoebe was more than happy too. Thank god she didn't get a vision. "I have to report this to the DA, but you can write this on your college essay about blunt force trauma."
"I will. Thanks." Phoebe walked out. She wanted a stiff drink. She took mental notes for her plans for grad school. Maybe she could use her experience to write a report for autopsies.
"Did you have fun?" Paige teased seeing Phoebe's expression.
"Loads. Let's go home. I have to call Sam and Dean."
Piper and Prue were looking in "Ms Hellfire's" apartment. Prue used her powers to open the door. Luckily Piper froze the alarm, the timer stopped when they broke in. Being careful not to trip booby traps, Piper working as a hunter seen a few. Prue then destroyed them. As they explored, Piper went to look around, and Prue went to see the bedroom.
Whoever she was, she was a professional. Her cupboards and fridge was empty, the apartment was clearly empty. Other than bills, there was nothing.
Prue was enamored with her wardrobe. Wigs, makeup kits, clothing. Who was she? Jewelry. Clearly real. Prue couldn't help but gasp. She was in love.
No name on any of her bills. Most said "occupant." Clearly, this was her temporary home, god knows who she really was. Her real home probably wasn't even in the United States. She went to see Prue who was wearing Ms Hellfire's jacket and clothing. Her oohs and ahhs made Piper smile. Reminded her of her time as "Agent Benatar."
"Were you twirling?" Piper said smiling.
"Is this what Sam and Dean do? What you do as a hunter?" Prue asked while posing.
"Mostly Fed or any official government clothes. Enjoying yourself?"
"Take a look." Piper looked inside. Yep. Clearly a pro.
"Who knows what she really looked like. C'mon. We have to leave. Who knows who hired her. Besides I just got a text from Paige. All of the names were done by her. Most of the cases were local. Except for a few." Before they could leave they hear a noise. Oh oh. Hopefully they weren't cops. Luckily they were witches. Piper froze the doorway and hid in the bathroom, and Prue joined her, only astral projecting in front of the closet.
"Prue what are you doing?" Piper said in a loud whisper.
"I have a idea. I go with them, they may lead me to the head boss."
"Are you insane! What if they are the cops!"
"Relax. I have a plan. Hurry unfreeze after I take over my astral self."
"Hope you know what you are doing."
"Trust me."
Piper sighs. Why was she in this line of work?
Prue went and stood where her astral self was. Good thing she wad dressed up as the assassin. Sure enough three thugs broke in. All three were carrying guns.
"Ms Hellfire. The Boss would like to talk to you."
Claire was working with Jo and Jane, the new director. Jo was slightly annoyed on not being in charge, but she wasn't as experienced as Jane. Jane clearly knew what she was doing, she immediately started working Charlie's job with little help. Claire couldn't help but feel resentful of Jane. She was nice, but there was something about her that rubbed Claire the wrong way. She reminded Claire of Jack, her "stepbrother." Their auras were nearly identical. She shrugged it off and returned to her post. Once she saw a middle age man standing in the gate along with his caretaker, a attractive African American woman, she knew this was the newest patient.
"Mrs Anjo, Mr Marvin Lee is here to check in."
Samuel was holding a man hostage. He didn't feel right killing his wife, instead he kidnapped the husband instead. His orders were clear. Take the former whitelighters and kill them. He and the other Campbells take him away in their secret hideout.
Both Sam and Dean were watching with binoculars.
"What is the old man up to?"
"Whatever it is, its not good. Sam, we need to save the guy.''
"Well I already made arrangements to take his wife away. She is staying with Cas."
They watch as one of the Campbells close the gate. They saw they only had a little time left. They needed save the poor guy, but not until they figure out who Samuel was working for.
Owen just breathes in his black bag with short breaths. He was kicking himself for not taking Duma's deal. As a former Elder, he knew most of the fallen whitelighters were dead. But he could sense a new whitelighter on this Earth. A baby. He knew it was over for the old Council, the ones above them, the angels took their powers and positions away. He heard the rumors that the ones above them were opening a new order, but it is currently unknown who will be chosen. Owen, formally known as Odin was wondering if the former whitelighters were being slaughtered before they can take their new positions. He tensed when he heard footsteps. He wasn't afraid to die, he died centuries ago in Pompeii. He just hoped he went to Heaven and not to the Empty.
Prue was nervous, but she was determined to find out who was trying to kill her and why. Good thing she was a witch. She could use her powers to knock out the three goons. But until she finds out this mystery, she was their hostage.
"We're here. Ms Hellfire. The Boss wants to see you." The guy with the red goatee tells her in a dark voice. Prue wasn't afraid, she was too annoyed.
"Well lets not keep him waiting then." She gets out of the car well aware of the guns on her back.
The Boss only known by his moniker Bane Jessup waits for his hired gun. When he saw who walked through the doors he was struck on how familiar she looked. Where did he see her before?
"You liked my flowers?" Bane says to her as a test. He sent flowers to send a sign.
"I prefer orchids." Prue countered back.
"Beautiful and funny. I like that. You can go." He says nodding to the three killers. They all nod and resume their duties as bodyguards. "So Ms Hellfire. You complete the list?"
"Almost. I still have a few left." Prue answered in a dry voice. She tried to act cool, but Bane scared her. He was handsome, but Prue recognized him from a true crime show. He was wanted in ten states for various crimes.
"Well times a wastin'. Here." He hands her a envelope full of cash.
"What's this for?" Prue asks with puzzlement.
"Your bonus for killing Charlie Bradbury. Good job on making the train look like a accident. You even managed to eliminate every witch and former angel and demon vessel on their way to that facility on Scotland."
Hearing that, Prue's blood went cold. Oh no.
Samuel was watching a cage where his newest prisoner was. His face was grim. Whoever this was, it frightened everyone in the room. Luckily there was spells everywhere. If this creature ever escaped, the world is in great danger.
He was a seasoned soldier, but Its words chilled Samuel.
"This cannot hold me. If you think I'm bad, there is things worse than me. Just you wait. Their prison is not eternal. Might as well spend time with your loved ones, that will be the last time you'll see them again."
Sam and Dean knocked on the door to the warehouse. A Campbell opened the door.
"Samuel says not to let anyone in."
"He's our grandfather." Sam tells him.
"Sorry. No exceptions."
"Alright. We'll leave."
Both men knew they were being watched, but had a backup plan.
"Really Sammy? Ugh!" Dean was desperately trying not to sneeze. Was that rat?
"Shh. They'll hear us."
They were crawling inside the air ducts. They were planning on sneaking in through the windows, but Samuel was paranoid. There was guards everywhere. They were debating on what to do, till they seen a blind spot. There was a back wall that was heavily shadowed. Luckily, it wasn't that well guarded, due to having no windows or doors, so they used some debris to climb to the roof. There they found a air shaft and crawled in. It was pitch black inside, luckily Sam used his magic to let them both see. But they discovered Sam's magic was getting weaker going forwards, so they both decided to escape the hatch.
Dean landed first. Luckily he wasn't hurt when he fell. Sam jumped after him a few seconds later. They walk down the hallways till they hear soft moans. Dean gave the signal to Sam. They walk on either side of the door to the left. They counted one, two, three. Then Sam knocked. Once the door opened, Sam blew sleeping powder in the guard's face.
Once Dean hid the sleeping guy's body, they walk inside.
Owen was trembling on what he heard. He wasn't hurt, but he wanted nothing more than to escape.
'What a time to be mortal.' He thinks. He heard a scuffle just outside of his room. He just hoped whoever was going to kill him made it quick. Once the hood was pulled up, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank the heavens." Owen breathed.
"Take it easy. We're going to let your outta here." Sam says untying his restraints.
"Phew. Thanks. Both of you. Run."
"Run. I don't think so. We have a case. Missing and murdered vessels."
Owen looked at Dean.
"We're already dead. I don't care. What your grandfather is doing? It's suicide. He has her."
"Who?"
"The Mother."
The monster only known as Eve smirks at Samuel. She was named after God's second female. He wanted to name her Lily after Lilith, but His Sister named her "Eve" as a mockery of humans as revenge for making Creation. She came to Earth only a few times, but what no one knew, not even her children, or living relatives, on what she really was. She was truly aware on what was going on, she was saddened that many of the other worlds were gone. Her Creator, God, He wrote other stories, one being a world ruled by monsters. That was Eve's favorite story. Her counterpart ruled there, for billions of years. Too bad it was destroyed. Oh well. She can create a new world. She wasn't interested in this one, but the one next door. It was a blank state. The leviathans can have this world, the youngest, newest draft was prime real estate.
"I can make you a deal. Let me go, and I promise not send my monsters after you."
"Go to Hell."
"Cute. Believe me what's coming is worse than Hell."
"What the hell is the Mother?" Dean demanded.
"The Mother of all monsters. But never mind about her. You." Owen points at Sam. "The Third Trail. You must complete it immediately. Before the Queen of Hell is crowned."
Once Prue went back to the manor, she and the other sisters discussed everything so far.
"You did a autopsy? How was it?" Piper asked. She and the Campbells hunted together for a few weeks. She managed to do some dirty work.
"Something I hope to never do again. Gross." Phoebe shuddered. "But Paige and I, we found out something."
The latest kill? Angel."
"How long ago?"
"A day."
"Well, we know it wasn't Ms Hellfire. Must be the same killer that was killing across the country. Ladies. I have to meet Bane at the club."
"Prue, why are you going back there?" Paige asked.
"To find who hired him. Piper?".
"Yeah. Go check out the apartment. See if you can find any clues."
"I'll come with you." Phoebe volunteered.
"Me too." Paige says.
"Prue. Be careful."
"Got it."
Once Prue got to the nightclub, she was changed to another one of Ms Hellfire's outfits. Hey, she liked the look. She tried to keep her face neutral, but she couldn't help but but feel pleased when she felt admiring eyes on her from everyone in the club. She was dressed in mostly leather, but also was wearing a long white fur coat. She loved the look of fur, thankfully the coat was fake. At least the killer had some morals.
Bane Jessop was waiting by the bar. He had new orders. Capture Prue. He already knew who she was. A quick web search, her face came up. When the angels came down, he remembered reading the articles about the Halliwells. He looked at Prue walking towards him. Damn. She was hot. Too bad she was going to die. At least he will have company. His deal was tomorrow night. He tried not to think about it. He still has a few hours left. He smiled at Prue.
"Ms Hellfire! Enjoy the orchids?"
"You remember."
"Of course. I'm a gentleman. So about Ms Halliwell."
"The night's still young."
"So lets dance."
His henchman known only as DJ watches. He had his orders. Keep an eye on Bane. He knew about his deal, DJ shuddered thinking about it. Being raised catholic, he prayed every night for forgiveness. He always thought of himself as a gun. A weapon. He wasn't pulling the strings, he rationalized it was less evil than being in charge. He tried not to think about the demon he was working for, he scared him. He took out his cross from around his neck and kissed it. He then prayed for mercy.
Bane was a great dancer, Prue was having a good time, she didn't care he was a hired contract killer. They dance till his henchman walks up to Bane and whispers in his ear. Babe nods. He kisses Prue's hand.
"I'm afraid my dance is over. Ms Hellfire, if you excuse me."
Prue watches him as he walks out. Unfortunately, screams echo across the club as explosions go off.
The girls were inside of the apartment looking around. They weren't sure who she was working for, or better yet, who was her boss working for? Phoebe was touching a dresser in the room when she got a vision. Oh god. Prue. She gestures to her sisters they needed to go.
Owen refused to come, he said he was already dead. He said he and his "wife," another Elder were going to die in the next few hours, but he warned they save the other three.
"The other three? Who?" Sam asked.
"Kevin, and two others. The angel. Metatron. You must stop him. He will destroy Heaven. Protect the baby. She will be sacrificed for his insane cause."
"What."
"To seal Heaven. He isn't working alone, he is working with an angel. His daughter, the nephilm will be murdered if he isn't stopped."
The girls drove over where Prue said she would be. Oh god. There was emergency vehicles everywhere. The nightclub, The Reptile Room was on fire. Explosions were heard from inside.
"Prue!" Phoebe screamed. Please. She can't be dead.
Piper and everyone got out of the SUV. When they tried running on the nightclub where Prue was at, they were stopped by firefighters.
"You can't go in there!" He ordered.
"Our sister!" Phoebe screamed. She was crying. Her vision. Prue was at the bar when the wall behind her exploded. Then other smaller explosions went off. It was enough to trap everyone inside, especially since they exploded in every exit, including the emergency exit. The people inside, they were screaming for help, some were on fire. Oh god. Who would do this?
"You need to stand back! Its not safe! Stand back!" He shoved them away.
They fought evil. But this. Who would do this to innocent people?
Once Sam and Dean went down the hallway, they stop in front of a room. Samuel was talking to someone. They both duck inside a adjourning room, just as they see a man walking towards him. Sam would have used his sleeping powder, but he was saving it for the "Mother."
Eve smirks at Samuel as he storms out. Oh silly man. For someone who claims to be the best hunter, he didn't know anything. Too bad about her sister. She was killed by angels for her blood. She already gave orders for her creations, the Alphas to watch her eggs. Those eggs won't hatch for awhile, but her new creations were ready to go. She didn't know what to name them yet. Hmm. They were a worm, maybe a basement worm? Nah. She looks up as she sees two humans.
"I smell the blood of my slaughtered children. Shame on you."
Dean just stared at her. She looked human, but he knew she wasn't.
"What are you?" Dean demanded.
"Eve."
"No you're not. We met Eve. She was human. A soul anyways." Eve already returned Home. How she was allowed to leave, Dean had no idea.
"Eve was the Mother of Man. I'm the Mother of Monsters. Lucifer is the Father of Evil. Think of Lilith as the Aunt."
"Mother of monsters. So you are responsible for every evil thing we ever killed?"
"You make it sound so dirty. Humans are no better. Look at what you do to yourselves. Your home. Global pollution, mass extinction. Murder. My children eat to survive. You take and take without recourse. No wonder God wants to end it all. The world next door? It is about to be destroyed. Another one, it will be die a agonizing death. I don't have hope for the others."
Sam wanted to say something, but she was right. Humans were monstrous. No wonder Michael spared the monsters in the dark universe. Michael showed him. But what's Eve is, she was too dangerous to keep around.
"Look. I'll make you a deal. Let me free, and I'll tell you God's next step."
"Bull. You are lying." Dean hated monsters, they killed countless innocents. He wanted to kill her, but had no idea how. He lifted his gun.
"Wait. Dean."
"Really Sam?" Eve was evil. Who knows what she really was.
"She's been around longer than angels." Sam did his research. Bobby told him when he and Eleanor were hiding from angels. Eve predated almost everyone except the archangels.
Dean relented.
"Fine."
"Thanks. Witch! Use your magic to release the spells, once I'll free, I'll tell you a secret about God's weakness. It has nothing to do with the Lost Tablet."
God's weakness? They were intrigued. What if Eve was lying? But they had no choice. Sam started chanting. Unfortunately, the click of guns behind them made him stop.
Bane was drinking his whiskey. Prue was dead. She had to be. The bombs were planted. His henchman said Zankou would be pleased. He poured another drink. All those people. He 100% deserved to go to Hell. Deal or no Deal. Once the demon appeared in the room, Bane looked up.
"Is the witch dead?"
"She is. I was watching the news live. Every person is dead. My men were watching that place. They made sure no one got out. Prue, she was standing by the bar. No way she survived." Prue was standing by the bomb. She was dead. Bane was sure of it.
"She better. If she's not, the hounds will be the least of your problems." The demon disappeared.
Bane took another sip. He should have let his brother's "empire" die. This life wasn't for him. But his older brother just wanted to make life easier for him growing up. Bane had no idea how he got mixed up in this life. Probably when he became friends with former Traid member Tony Wong.
He remembered taking his deal. It was after his brother died. He was enamored with his brother's life. Money, women, looks, power. It was just them growing up. His brother was just eighteen when his parents died. His brother and Tony started hanging out with shady characters. Drugs. Tony got rich first. Then after becoming "successful," he died twice. First faking his death by murdering an innocent man, then when the police found out, he was killed in a shoot out with police.
His brother was murdered. It was only ten years ago. He was just a boy when he was being raised. To this day he had no idea how his brother became such a big shot. He must have did what he did as well. Made a deal. But the timing was wrong. He lived beyond ten years.
Bane wished he never met the demon. "Duke" or whatever his name was. He made Bane's skin crawl. At the time, he was desperate to keep his brother's empire alive. He didn't care if it was criminal. It was after his brother died. Bane took his body and buried him in their hometown of Greenwood, Mississippi.
He was drinking in a bar called Lloyd's when a beautiful woman approached him. Bane at the time was grieving and told her to fuck off. The woman just laughed. He was there for a week when he heard rumors. That there was a crossroads close by, and when you bring certain things, a deal can be done. Like a genie. Anything you desire.
He was worried about the family business back home. Since Tony Wong' death, there was a police investigation into all of his business partners. His brother was one of them. He died a few months after Tony, and Bane was struggling to keep his business alive. He didn't have his brother's ruthlessness and smarts. It wasn't till he got to Mississippi when he heard of the crossroads demon. Then he heard of his former neighbours making deals.
Evan Hudson, Sean Boyden, Silvia Pearlman, they all lived charmed lives. He was bitching to the bartender when a man, only calling himself Duke introduced himself.
"A scotch. I couldn't help but overhear. So you are going to lose the business. Shame."
''Fuck off. You don't know anything about me."
"True. But I know your brother. He is very well known to us."
"Bull."
"No really. He managed to get one of our own to fall in love with him. She and him were hot and heavy. Too bad our boss didn't like it. Now she is trapped forever with Yama."
His brother fell in love. He never met her, but remembered his brother trying to track down a priest named Father Simon. He said he was the only man to help his girlfriend. But when his girlfriend was found dead, he fell under a deep depression. Then he died a few weeks later. Without him, the business fell apart.
"Why do you care?"
"Not here. Outside."
Having nothing better to do, he followed the mysterious man. Then he offered him a deal. Save the family business and keep his brother's legacy alive.
Bane wished he never made that deal. If he knew how heavy it would be. Now he had blood on his hands. An innocent woman was dead. Same with all of those people. At least he can die with dignity. He already had his gun. Suicide is better than black dogs.
"Boys. You had your orders. Search 'em." Samuel ordered.
Sam and Dean had no choice but to obey.
"Who are you working for Samuel?" Dean asked. He knew he didn't trust Samuel.
"It's complicated. You wouldn't understand."
"Try us."
"There is something that is more important than you."
"Like what. We are your grandsons." Sam only knew Samuel a short time, but always believed in family.
"I can't explain it. Just trust me."
Sam and Dean looked at each other. Bull. They needed answers. Before they could do anything, they heard screams. Owen. Shit.
A Campbell came running in.
"We have a problem."
It was hours before the fire went out. The sisters waited, hoping that everyone got out. Then when body bags were being brought out, they started losing hope. It was then the fire inspector said they pulled out forty two bodies.
As horrible and selfish as it sounded, Phoebe hoped Prue wasn't one of them.
"That was close."
"Who are you?" Prue was standing by the bar. Then she saw a bright light.
"My name is not important. What's important is that you survive. I used my powers to stop time. Before the fire took you, I teleported you out of there."
Prue just looked at the older man wearing furs.
"What are you?"
"A wizard."
"What do you want?"
"First, see your sisters. They are worried sick."
The ceremony is almost complete. The dark priest is ready to crown the newly minted King and Queen. He read the future. Their heir. It would be stronger than any of their enemies. But only if it was conceived on Earth. In Hell, it would be just another monstrous creature. On Earth, it would be unstoppable.
Jane Anjo was filing papers when she heard wings.
"I said I want nothing to do with you."
"Jane. You are my daughter."
"Not since you abandoned mom to die. Because of you, she died brokenhearted."
"I had to stay away. If Heaven found out a nephilim existed..."
"You have no right to call me a daughter, Balthazar."
Adam was laying in bed. He was surprised the demon he captured to complete his Trail was so compliant. He was just waiting for instructions from Tony. He said a ritual needed to be done. Once it was read, Adam could begin.