Being Alive ( D.W)

Lucifer Inside Cass

A few days later. In the kitchen. 

Dean tried to pour himself a cup of coffee but froze when the pot was empty. 

Sam "We're out".

Dean said annoyed "There was a half a bag yesterday!"

Sam "I killed it. Hey, did you know the Nazis had a special branch devoted to archaeology?"

Dean "Little early for Nazi trivia, especially without caffeine."

Sam "It's called the "Ahnenerbe", there were sites all over Germany, and then as the Nazis increased their territory, they started popping in Poland, Finland, uh, North Africa..."

Dean "Yeah, how is this more important than our coffee situation?"

Sam "'Cause I found something. I mean, we need something. Magic. A weapon strong enough to give us a shot against Amara. So, I've been looking outside the lore in history. And I found this, the Vichy Memorandems. They were Nazi communications that puzzle historians to this day. And they speak of a super weapon obtained by the Ahnenerbe, said to be strong enough to win the war."

Dean "Yeah? What was it?"

Sam "Well, these memos refer to it as "The Hand of God." I mean, that was sort of a catch all term for several objects he touched on Earth in Biblical times. But they're believed to contain traces of His power."

Dean "Yeah, well the Nazis believed a lot of things."

Sam "Dean, Lucifer's caged. God's MIA, the only beings strong enough to battle Amara are gone. If we're gonna fight her, what better way to arm up than with an actual dose of His power?"

Dean "Okay, so you said the Nazis got their hand on one of these, uh, hands?"

Sam "Right."

Dean "Well if it was so powerful it could win them the war, why didn't it?"

Sam "Because they lost it. En route to Berlin, it was stolen. The Nazis searched high and low for the thief, but they never found their prime suspect, uh, here - Delphine Seydoux. French mistress to a high-ranking Nazi. Thought to be a French traitor, 'til she killed her German lover, and made off with the weapon."

Dean "Allied spy? French resistance?"

Sam "That's what the Nazis thought. But their investigation led them to a different conclusion. That she was an "un femme de lettre.""

Dean looked at Sam confused. 

Me "A Woman of Letters."

In the Control room. 

Dean looked at a book "Who knew the Men of Letters had European chapters?"

Sam "Maybe it wasn't an entire chapter, just an asset, you know?"

Dean "Yeah, and letting women join way back in the forties? I just never got the impression that they were so big on gender equality, you know, it's right there in the name."

Sam "Well it was World War II. Kind of an all-hands-on-deck situation, you know?"

Dean "Yeah, Rosie the Riveter. Cool."

Sam "Here we go. This report was written by Clifford Henshaw, a bunker-based Men of Letters back in 1943. It's the right era. But it's in French."

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Sam was  scanning the French book with a translator. 

Dean walked in with a beer "Well?"

Sam "Hey. So it's definitely about Delphine. Her name's at the top of every page. Check this out. Transcriptions. From transatlantic cables between Clifford and Delphine."