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I walk into Hannah's meeting room, "I think I found it." "How do you know?" She asks. "Well... I don't. However, this is the only place I have been to that has been warded against all non-human creatures." "How will you manage to get in?" "I'm using the Winchesters. Only humans I know that wont betray us. They have saved the world once when it was their fault, they can save it again." "You really trust humans to retrieve the tablet?" Hannah asks. "No. I trust them to destroy the wards so I can retrieve the tablet," I clarify.

"Where are they now?" She asks. "A hotel in Cairo, sleeping. Hannah, how long do you think we have before the mark takes its toll on him?" She cocks her head, "you are worried." "Yeah, he's my friend." "He's had the mark for a year and a half. It made Cain kill his brother after a few months. I'd give him another half-year. Then you would need to take it. He'd go on a rampage. Kill Sam. Kill Castiel. Kill you. The mark isn't made for man," she answers.

I nod. She was right. Dean may be strong, but he's mot strong enough to fight off the mark for all eternity. It's time I visit an old foe. Cain.

~•~

I sit on a couch in Cain's house. "How do I know you won't kill me?" He asks. "Well, for one, I don't have the first blade. For two, I need your help." He clicks his tongue, "a Dominion seeking help from a knight of hell. Ironic." "I just need to know something. How did you not kill? How did you hold back the mark for 150 years?"

He chuckles. "What?" I ask. "Sorry," he continues to laugh, "do you actually care about Dean? That mortal?" I shake my head, "you were a mortal once too. Now answer my question." "I became a demon. My soul was corrupted so much, that there was no light for the Mark to destroy. Dean was a demon, but brilliant Sam decided to cure him." He answers.

"I'm not going to kill me, if that is what you are implying," I respond. "You asked for my advice, how to hold it back. Well, that is your answer." I scoff, "goodbye, Cain."

3 days before

I fly back to the hotel, since it is morning in Egypt. Dean is still sleeping, but Sam is up. "Hey, Nespan." He smiles. "I have your fake badges," I hand them to Sam. "Thanks. So, I made a map of the pyramid and all the wards we could see. We counted 32." I nod, out of the corner of my eye I can see Dean wake up. "Jesus Christ," he groans, "seriously can't give me like 15 minutes to wake up before you come into our room."

I roll my eyes, "be outside in the next 30 minutes or me and Sam will leave without you and he can get executed by the actual GIS." Dean scoffs, "yeah, yeah. Privacy please."

I fly outside and wait for them. After about 25 minutes, Dean and Sam exit the motel room. I stand in front of a black SUV. "Where did you get that from?" Sam asks. "The store." "With what?" Dean asks. "Money. Now can we go?"

The boys nod and get into the car. I get into the drivers seat and start the car.

~•~

I wait patiently in the car, watching the time pass by. I hear Sam over the coms, "I finished my 16." "Where are you at Dean?" I ask. "11 down." "Dean," I scold, "you have like 15 minutes left before the GIS gets here, guns a-blazing, and helicopters galore." "I know, I'm hurrying," Dean answers.

5 more minutes pass then I see some helicopters and black SUVs arrive. "Dean, hurry up!" I yell. "Just one more," He responds. "Dean we don't have time. They are here." "And... done." I fly out of the car as bullets begin to be shot.

I find Sam then Dean and fly them back to the bunker. We run to turn a tv on and see the news. "Shit," I mumble. "International television, isn't that fucking amazing," Dean exclaims.

The two perpetrators were seen entering the pyramids as General Intelligence Service of Egypt. While no cameras caught them, many people gave testimonies and we have a drawing of the two perpetrators. One is estimated to be in his early thirties the other mid thirties.

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