The Brink of it all

Greetings Hunters

Dean twirled an old sword around in the big conference room of the men of letters hideout. He had been studying and reading everything he could on the 'darkness'. Cass had brought all the materials he could find from the middle east. But nothing was giving them more information that they already knew.

The darkness was the sister of God. She was seeking revenge on her brother. She ate souls, and the more she ate the bigger she grew. She was also extremely dangerous with just about infinite amount of power.

"So the studying is going well?"

Dean twirled the sword so it pointed towards the voice. Sam didn't even flinch, as he sat a sandwich down for Dean next to the artifacts.

Dean frowned, "no there is nothing new. We know all this already Re reading everything won't magically make something new appear to us." Dean was irritated, he didn't like having an enemy they knew nothing about, specially an enemy that some kind of power over him.

Sam sat at the table and scrunched his lips, eyes scanning the table. They just needed something, anything to give them an edge or some kind of hope. They had looked everywhere and the answers had to be here. They couldn't give up, was their fault they were in this mess, was their obligation to clean it up. First rule to hunting anything is to know what you're hunting, then find its weakness.

"Ah, I have a female outside." The brothers turned there head to the top of the stairs. Cass stood uneasy at the entrance, more rigid than usual.

"Look Sam, our Angel is all grown and is finally bringing girls home." Dean sat the sword back in its display case, and was now standing with his arms across his chest. "Just make sure to hang your tie outside the door when you're getting to business." He paused looked at Cass' empty hands, " Dude where's the pie."

"Pie is out with Jessica." Cass face expressed his confusion. He pointed his thumb over his shoulder towards the door. "I don't understand, why would I hang my tie on my door? Why would I take her to a room, she's here to help us with the darkness."

Sam stood up. He knew Dean wouldn't be happy about this.

"Wait a second, I send you out for pie. You go out, tell a girl all about God's sister share about the darkness. Our problems are not a pick up line!" Dean's face contorted in frustration.

"I did not go out looking for a girl Dean. She ah, she's an old ally." Castiel's voice sounded unsure of his words, like how a person would sound to describe a color.

"This is not a good idea." Sam exchanged looks with Dean. "Any women who get close to either of us, they.... It doesn't end well for them."

"We don't know this person Cass. How does she know all about us?" Dean asked trying to think about all the ones they have lost. "and why did you leave the pie with her?"

"Just let me bring her in. If you don't like what she has to say or offer she will leave. And I trust her, that should be enough for you to at least hear her out." Cass looked at both brothers.

"Send her in," Dean looked to Sam, before he remembered one important thing, "don't forget the pie!"

They all sat around the conference table. Sam had put away all the precious artifacts, no need to display to strangers what little knowledge they had on the darkness. Dean sat with a nice helping his pie. Both Dean and Sam decided to take places on one side of the table, Jessica and Cass on the other side.

Dean was shocked at Jessica's appearance. She didn't look to be more than 25, stood about 5'5', athletic build, voluptuous curves, crystal eyes that held a piercing gaze. She wore tight fitting jeans, leather jacket, and a plain white tee the hung in all the right places. When Jessica walked in he had exchanged glances with Sam, "Oh momma," He mouthed as his back was turned. Sam just stared mouth opened. Once all were seated they fell into awkward silence, unsure of what to say. Sam was first to break the silence.