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· sîx ·

Weeks had gone by since the darkness had been released.

In that time, we had discovered that Amara, Mike's daughter, was the Darkness.

Amara apparently also ate souls to grow.

Sam had gotten the virus that had been sent around when Dean took Jenna and baby Amara to Jenna's mom.

How I had evaded it was beyond me, but that didn't matter now.

Sam, yet again, had almost died in werewolf case, although the guy who had been bit and tried to kill him was a fucking dick.

But the last week had been quiet.

Until today.

Sam and I were sitting at one of the old oak tables in the library.

He was looking for cases, and I was reading some old books that had some spells in it, my feet up on the table.

"So get this- a girl in Kentucky was found with an odd symbol in her chest and- wait- traces of testoterone in her blood? Not sure how that is us, but the symbol in the chest definitely is."

My head snapped up, instantly recognizing the case.

"Oh, shit- get your stuff, we need to leave as soon as possible. I'll get Dean, and explain in the car- we're taking mine," I said, grabbing the books and running to my room.

I ran back out, hanging on Dean's door.

"The hell Jup?!" He asked as I rushed back to my room.

"Case- important- hurry- been following fpr years- hurry- leave now," I said as I threw all my stuff into a few bags, the slung them over my shoulder as I ran to the garage and throwing them in the trunk of my car, Sam and Dean not far behind me.

We all got in my Mustang, the engine roaring to life as I turned the key in the ignition.

When we hit open road, I went as fast as I could without getting pulled over.

"So, why is this case so important?" Asked Sam from the back seat.

I jumped a little, glancing in the rearview mirror. I had been so caught up in my own world that I had honestly forgotten the boys were there.

I sighed, my grip on the steering wheel turning my knuckles white.

"I've been tracking this guy for almost two years now. He's a witch, and a huge fucking dick as well," I said, keeping my eyes on the road.

Dean chuckled, but my side glare quickly hushed him up.

"Why is he a 'huge fucking dick'? I mean, most witches are assholes, but you make it sound like he's a hell of alot worse," said Sam.

"He's got the belief that women are servants and slaves. Treats them like shit. And when he finds a man who gets in his way of doing so, or who lets a woman to what she wants and supports her, he literally changes them into women. Or he'll just do it with any guy who gets on his nerves," I said, gritting my teeth in anger before continuing.

"Every time I get close to this bastard, he slips away. But I've seen what he's left behind first hand. He chains women up, makes them work all day with little food or water, then sexually assults them. It disgusts me. More than most monsters. Possibly even more than the Stynes did," I said.

Sam's were wide, and Dean had a look of fury on his face.

"That sick son of a bitch. No man should ever treat a woman like that," Dean said.

Sam nodded his head in agreement. "Don't worry Jup, we'll get this guy. We'll make sure he never hurts anyone again."

I sighed yet again, looking to Sam in the rearview mirror.

"I just hope we get there in time."