A/N: I know that this is a short chapter but I hope you guys like it I have a few more ideas for the reader so enjoy!

You reach over and snatch the paper from Aaron's hand. Sam opens his mouth to say something, but you hold up your hand to keep him quiet. Reading through, you realize it was a call number. Thinking about your time in the library, you gasp as your eyes widen and you look at the people in the room.

"Guys! We have to go to the library," you say. "This is a call number of sciences, birds. I guarantee the ledger was removed from the archives and placed in a completely different location."

"And how do you know that?" Dean asked.

"I used to work in a library." You respond.

"Great, so I have two siblings that are geeks." Dean complained. You slap him in the arm and frown at him. "Ow! What?!"

"You know you're a geek to you, idiot." You respond.

"No, I'm not." Dean said.

"Your obsessed with guns and weapons, now that is geeky," you say matter-of-factly. "Let's get going before someone else finds the black ledger." Sam only laughed at the fact that his brother got called out for loving his weapons. The group got up from the chairs and walked out to the cars, where they made their way to the library. However, as you get into the car, you glance over and see a stranger staring at you in the distance. Something seems of about him and you don't want to take any chances, especially if it involved the Nazi's. You hated their guts for what they had done to innocent people and wanted nothing more than to kill them and burn their remains. If you knew anything about necromancers, you noted they practiced dark magic and played God, which you completely disapprove of. You, your brothers and your temporary partners arrived at the library. You get to the door as Sam picked the lock. Instantly, the lock clicked, allowing you and the rest to enter. Even though you knew this was wrong, you already became in tune with your relatives, knowing their moves and how they think. It made you wonder what your father was like. You walk over to the stairway as Sam races upstairs, but you felt like something was going to go wrong.

***

Not a moment too soon, you and Dean waited alongside the Golem and Aaron when Sam came stumbling down, carrying the red ledger. You stand up quickly and race over to him. Kneeling by his side, you see Sam's blood and his skin turn purple as he lost consciousness.

"No!" Dean exclaimed. "Sam!" another dart wheezed through the air and struck Aaron in the chest. You turn and gasp, glad that you had gotten out of the way before you realized. "Big guy! We need to get whoever cast the spell, otherwise they're going to die!" You walk down the stairs and hold out your hand, ushering for Dean to hand over his gun. "Are you crazy?! I will not let you go up there alone!"

"I'll be fine, just hand me the.." you start, but the Golem interrupts and races upstairs. You groan, everything that's happened so far has really struck you fast and furiously. Just recently you had learned that your father left you at an orphanage and without your knowledge those who were meant to look out for you were secretly training you to fight back but how could you fight back if you didn't know what you were getting yourself into? You and Dean argue yet again, but the two of you hear footsteps coming toward the top of the staircase. There at the top was none other than the Golem with a necromancer. The Golem dropped the man down as he lifted his wounded head and uttered three words.

"Long Live the Thule." The Golem lifted its victim and snapped his neck, forcing the Necromancer to go limp and the group to take the man to a hidden area of the forest before tossing the body into the hole and burning its remains. Despite the feeling of something else coming, it made you believe you weren't finished with the Thule yet.