(Season 4 x7)

Calliope, Sam and Dean continued to travel, hoping to find another case, when Calliope picks up on one about a man that was found in a pool of blood, and razor blades found on the ground beside him. They pulled up to the home where the man was found, and Dean parked the car. They get out of the car and go up to the house, and speak to the wife of the man.

"Now how many razor blades did they find?" Sam asks Mrs Wallace.

She lets out a sigh as she responds, "Two on the floor, one in his stomach and one was stuck in his throat. He swallowed four of them. How is that even possible?" she asks him, as Dean looks at the stove, and then at the oven door, "The candy was never in the oven" she tell him.

"We just have to be thorough, Mrs. Wallace" Dean tells her.

"Now, did the police happen to find any more razors in the rest of the candy?" Calliope asks.

"No, I mean, I don't think so" she says to them, "I just-I can't believe it. You hear urban legands about this stuff, but it actually happens?" she asks.

"More than you might imagine" Sam tells her. Just then Dean gets up from the floor, and shows Calliope and Sam a hex bag without Mrs Wallace knowing.

"Umm Mrs Wallace, did Luke have any ummm..enemies?" Calliope asks her.

"Enemies?" she asks her.

"Anyone who might have held a grudge against him?" Sam asks her.

"What do you mean?" she asks.

"Co-workers? Neighbors? Maybe a woman?" Sam asks.

Mrs Wallace looks at him offended by what he is assuming, "Are you suggesting an affair?"

"Is it possible?" Sam asks.

"No! No, Luke would never" she says.

"I'm very sorry, we just have to consider all possiblites" Sam tells her.

"If someone wanted to kill my husband, don't you think they'd find a better way than a razor in a piece of candy he might eat?" she says to him.

"Our apologies, Mrs Walllace" Calliope says, "Agents I think we are done here" she says to the boys.

They left the Wallace household and found a nearby motel, Calliope and Sam stayed back as Dean went to go find anything out about Luke Wallace. Sam sat on the couch looking through the Hex bag and trying to figure out where it may have come from. He had his laptop out, and a bunch of books for research, Calliope sat down beside him, hoping to help find anything as well. They both look up when they hear the door open, and Dean walks in, tossing the keys on the table by the window, and he opens a candy tossing it in his mouth. "Really, after that guy chocked down all those razor blades?" Sam says to his brother.

"It's Halloween, man" Dean says to him.

"Every day is Halloween in our line of work" Calliope says to him.

Dean then sits down on the arm of the couch, beside Calliope, "Don't be a downer, anything interesting?" he asks them.

"Well, we're on a witch hunt, that's for sure, but this isn't your typical hex bag" Sam tells him.

"Hmm, no?" Dean says. Calliope then reaches over to the bag, and showing him parts of the bag.

"Goldthread, an herb that's been extinct for two hundred years, and this-"she picks up the silver piece, "is Celtic, and it's not some new-age knock off. It may look real, but it is over 600 year olds" she explains to him.

Dean then picks ups a small charred bone, and he smells it, "And um... that is the charred metacarpal bone of a newborn baby" Sam tells him.

"Ugh" Dean says as he puts it down and has a look of disgust on his face.

Sam then picks the bone up, "Relax man, it's like, at least a hundred years old" he tells Dean.

"Oh right, like that makes it better? Witches, man, they're so friggin' skeevy" Dean says as he moves and sits in the chair next to the couch.

"Yeah, well it takes a pretty powerful one to put a bag like this together. More juice than we've ever dealt with, that's for sure. What about you? Find anything on the victim?" Sam asks.

"This Luke Wallace, he was so vanilla that he made vanilla seem spicy" Dean tells them, "I can't find any reason why somebody would want this guy dead" he tells them.

"Well there has to be some sort of reason" Calliope says.

"I guess we just keep looking into both him and these hex bags, see if there might be some local coven of witches" Sam suggests.

"Witches, just had to be witches" Dean says to them

Dean, Calliope and Sam were seated in the motel room, when they hear a police call come over about a girl drowning in boiling water. They change into their suits and head to the crime scene, showing their badges to the officers they are lead to the basement of the home, where other officers are questioning the girls friend. Sam goes to step toward the girl that was being questioned, when Dean places a hand out stopping him.

"I got this one" he says as he licks his lips, and Sam sighs.

"Two words: Jail Bait" Sam says to his brother.

"I would never-" Dean says and both Sam and Calliope roll their eyes at him as they walk away from him, and start to look for any signs of a hex bag. Calliope and Sam start to look around the basement looking under everything, when Calliope lifts a couch cushion and finds another hex bag. She holds up the hex bag getting Dean's attention who nods at her.

The three of them headed back to motel room, and begun to look into what was happening. Sam is lying on the bed looking through books, while both Calliope and Dean sat at their laptops researching.

"I'm telling you, both these vics are squeaky clean. There is no reason for a wicked bitch playbook" Dean says as Sam sits up on the bed.

"Maybe cause it's not about that" Sam tells him.

"Okay, then what is it" Calliope asks him.

"Maybe this witch isn't working the grudge, maybe they're working a spell, Check this out: 'three blood over three days, the last before midnight on the final day of the final harvest. Celtic Calendar, the final day of the final harvest is October 31st" Sam reads to them as he passes Dean the book. Calliope gets up and goes over beside Dean, looking at the book over his shoulder.

"Halloween" Dean says.

"Exactly" Sam tells him.

"What exactly are the, uh, blood sacrifices for?" Dean asks.

"Uh, if I'm right, this witch is summoning a demon, and not just an demon-Samhain" Sam tells him.

"Am I supposed to be impressed" Dean asks him. Calliope steps away and sits down on the bed beside Sam.

"Samhain is the origin of Halloween, Dean. October 31st is what the Celts believe to be the one night og the year when the veil between the living and the dead was at its thinnest. It was Samhian's night, masks were put on to hide from him, sweets left on doorsteps to appease him, pumpkins had faces carves into them to worship him, he was believed to be exorcised centuries ago" Calliope explains to him.

"So even though Samhain took a trip downstairs , the tradition stuck" Dean says to her.

"Pretty much, except instead of well blood orgies and demons, Halloween is about candy, kids and costumes" Calliope tells him.

"Okay, so some witch wants to raise Samhain and take back the night" Dean says.

"Dean, this is serious" Sam tells his brother.

"I am serious" Dean says,

"We're talking heavy weight witchcraft. This ritual can only be performed every six hundred years" Sam tells him.

"And the six hundred year maker rolls around..? Dean asks.

"Tomorrow night" Sam says.

"Naturally" Dean says as he looks down at the book and flips a page, "Well it sure is a lot of death and destruction for one demon" he says to the two of them.

"That would be because he likes to have company, once he is raised he can do some raising of his own" Calliope tells him.

"Raising what exactly?" Dean asks her.

"Dark, evil crap and lots of it, I mean , they follow him around like the friggin' Pied Piper" Sam tells his brother.

"So we're talking Ghosts" Dean asks.

"Yeah" Sam tells her.

"Zombies" he asks.

"Mm-hmm" Sam says.

"Leprechauns?" he then asks.

"Dean Seriously" Calliope says.

"Those little dudes are scary, small hands" he says to her.

"Look, it just starts with ghosts and ghouls, this sucker keeps on going, by nights end we are talking every awful thing we have ever seen. Everything we fight, all in one place" Sam tells him.

"It's gonna be a slaughterhouse" Dean says to him.

"Pretty much, so we just need to find who in town is trying to summon Samhian, and stop them. Dean I think you should go talk to Mrs Wallace again tomorrow, Sam and I will stay back here and look into anything about this ritual. Why don't we call it a night for now" Calliope orders the boys as she stands up and starts to grab her stuff to change for the night.

"Did she just order us" Dean says to Sam.

"Yeah..I think she did" Sam smiles at his brother.

"Get use to it, someone needs to keep you boys in line" she smiles back at them, as she heads to the bathroom. After having a nice shower, Calliope gets dressed and heads back out. She sees that Dean has taken the couch, and Sam the other bed.

"You didn't have to Dean" she says as she puts her clothes back in her bag.

"Just being a gentleman" he says to her.

"Thanks anyway" she says as she then gets into the bed, "good night boys" she then says as Sam turns the last light out in the room and the three of them go to sleep.

Calliope awakes to see Castiel standing at the end of her bed, she looks over to see Sam and Dean are still fast asleep.

"Don't worry they will not know I am here" he says to her.

"Why are you here?" she then asks him.

"I came to speak to you alone. There is something of great importance that you need to know Calliope" he says to her.

"More than about Lilith and the seals?" she asks him.

"That is important, but I am here to speak to you about what you are" he says to her.

"What I am?" she asks confused

"Why do you think you could hear me when I was speaking with my Angel voice?" he asks me.

"Honestly I have no idea" Calliope tells him.

"You are one of us Calliope" he tells her.

She starts to laugh, "I am no Angel, you think I would know that " she says.

"You are not fully angelic, but nephliam, half angel half human" he explains to her.

"Okay, if I was wouldn't my parents have known that" she says to him.

"No, it was made that no one would know, your abilities were suppressed it was to keep you hidden, Only a select few know about your true identity" he tells her.

She looks at Castiel like he is crazy, "yeah I don't believe this one bit, now if you don't mind get out of my head, I would like to get some sleep" she tells him.

"In time you will believe" he says to her and then disappears.

Calliope awakes the next morning before the boys, and quietly gets changed before leaving for a run to clear her mind from the conversation with Castiel the night before. Calliope came back to the motel to see Sam and Dean already up, and eating some breakfast.

"Hey we got you some" Dean says as he points to a container of food for her.

"Thanks" she says as she closes the door behind her, and sits down at the table, to eat.

"So, where did you go?" Dean asks her.

"I went for a run, I had a rough sleep" she tells him.

"You okay Callie?" Sam then asks her.

"Yeah" she says as she goes back to eating her breakfast. A while later Dean leaves the motel room to talk to Mrs Wallace again. Sam and Calliope get their laptops out to try and find a way of stopping Samhian and figure out who may be behind the attacks. After a bit Sam decides to call Dean to see if he was having any luck.

"Hey" Dean answers as Sam puts the call on speaker.

"How's it going?" Sam asks him.

"Awesome, yeah, I talked to Mrs Razor blade again. I've been sitting out in front of her house for hours and I've got a big steamy pile of nothing" he tells them.

"There has to be someone who had access to both houses, that planted those hex bags though, there has to be some connection" Calliope tells him.

"Yeah, well I hope we find em soon cause I'm starting to cramp like a-" Dean stops talking for a second, "son of a bitch" he then says.

"Quite whining" Sam tells him.

"No, Sam, I mean son of a bitch" he says to them.

"What is it Dean?" Calliope asks.

"Tracy that's the connection, I'll be back there shortly" he then says as he hangs up the call.

Sam decides to look into Tracy, while they wait for Dean to get back, it doesn't take long for him to walk back into the motel, tossing his motel key on the table.

"So, our apple-bobbing cheerleader" Sam says to him.

"Tracy" Dean says.

"Mm-hmm" Sam replies.

"The Wallace's babysitter, told me she never heard of Luke Wallace" Dean says to him.

"Well it's a bit of an interesting look for a centuries-old witch" Calliope says.

"Yeah, well, if you were a six-hundred year old hag and you could pick any costume to come back in, wouldn't you go for a hot cheerleader? I would, hmm" Dean says as he sits on the bed beside Calliope, suddenly deep in thought. Both Calliope and Sam look at him, and he looks back at them giving them an innocent smile.

"Well, Tracy's not as wholesome as she looks. Did some digging apparently she got into a violent altercation with one of her teachers, got suspended from school." Sam tells Dean as he shows both him and Calliope her school file that he was able to find.

"Looks like we might have our next victim" Calliope says.

"I'll contact the school, see if we can talk to the teacher" Sam says as he takes his phone out and makes a call.

Calliope, Dean and Sam head to the highschool heading down the hall, as they make their way toward the classroom the teacher that they need to talk to was in. They enter the arts room, looking around at all the odd artwork in the room, and some of it looks rather dark.

"Bring back memories?" Sam asks his brother.

"What do you mean?" Dean asks confused by his question.

"Being a teenager, all that angst" Sam tells him.

Dean lets out a sigh, "Oh" he says clearly thinking that Sam was asking about something out.

"What'd you think I meant?" Sam asks him.

"Nothing" he quickly replies as he looks over at a student who is trying to make a bong-shaped piece of art in the kiln. "Now that brings back memories" Dean smiles at the two of them.

"You gentleman, and lady need to talk to me?" the teacher comes over to them saying.

"Mr. Harding?" Calliope asks him.

"Oh, please Don" he says to her as he holds his hand out to shake, she does so as he reached over for Sam's next.

"Okay, Don" Sam says as he shakes his hand.

"Even my students call me Don" he says as he then shakes Deans hand .

"Yeah, we get it Don" Dean says once they are done shaking hands.

Dean, Calliope and Sam then take out their badges to show the teacher, "I'm Agent Geddy, this is Agent Lee, and Agent Rush, we just had a few questions about Tracy Davis" Dean says to him.

"Uh, yeah, Tracy, uh, bright kid, loads of talent, it's a shame she got suspended" he says to them.

"I understand that the two of you had a altercation that ended up being violent?" Calliope says to him.

"Yeah, she exploded. If Principal Murrow hadn't walked by when he did, Tracy would have clawed my eyes out" he tells them.

"Why?" Sam asks him.

"I, uh, you know, I was only trying to rap with her about her work. It had gotten inappropriate and disturbing" he explains.

"More disturbing, than, uh, those guys?" Dean asks indicating the masks on the wall and ceiling.

"She would cover page, after page, with these bizarre cryptic symbols, and there were the drawings" he tells them, "Detailed images of killings, gory, primitive, and she would depict herself in the middle of them, participating"

"Symbols?" Calliope asks.

"What kind of symbols, anything like this?" Sam asks as he takes out the bag that he had the celtic coin in.

"Yeah, yeah I think that might have been one of them" he tells Sam.

"Do you happen to know where Tracy is now?" Calliope asks.

"I would imagine her apartment" he tells them.

"Her apartment?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, she got here about a year ago, alone, as I understood it, as an emancipated teen. God only knows what her parents were like" he tells them.

"Well, thank you for your time Mr Harding" Calliope says.

"No problem" he says as he goes back to working.

Sam, Calliope and Dean leave the classroom, "Well what should we do now?" Dean asks as he looks at Calliope.

"Why are you asking me?" she asks as they walk down the hall.

"You seem to be the one who likes to tell us what to do" he says to her.

"Ok then, why don't you and I talk to her friends, and Sam go check out her apartment, see if she is there, be careful if she is" she tells the boys.

"See you are good at this, kinds like having Bobby around" Dean says to her.

"Oh so I am like an old man" she says to him.

"No, that's not what I meant" he says to her as they head out of the school.

"Sure you idijit" she smiles at him as she heads for the Impala.