"It's pointless you know...everything you're doing here..."

Her lips don't move but the words are plainly heard as she sits across from him, solemn and unapproachable. He's seen her before; she seems to follow him from city to city, watching him from a distance. This is the first time he's heard her speak and he's unsurprised by the faint accent, in her life she traveled extensively overseas. He can hear England and Australia in the few words she's spoken. Whoever she was, she was well-educated and what she says, she believes. The sadness in her eyes echoes it.

"Why?"

She smiles the briefest of smiles, one with a brittle edge, "You think you know. You, John Winchester, believe you can see everything now. The things the world turns a blind eye to are the things you hunt and embrace. You think you know. You don't."

He sets his jaw against the frustration. Why ghosts have to be so fucking cryptic is something he's never been able to figure out. Just once he wants to meet one that shows up, says how it's going to go down and lets it happen. Just once.

Her smile widens, she knows what he's feeling. Whether she can read his thoughts or she's just reading the subtle clues his body's giving away. "Lady, whatever the hell you're thinking, just up and say it."

Her laughter is unexpectedly pleasant even when it's technically mocking him. She brushes a hand along the table between them, skimming a ghostly touch over the chipped surface. "Nothing you do here matters...you're nothing more than a skirmish in a war that's raged throughout time and eternity." Her smile fades, she's speaking from experience. "The biggest delusion man tells himself, the idea that he can change the mind of God." The look on her face is disdainful. "I died at the hands of the same, people who believe that the prophecies of eternity can change if you believe so very much, wish so very hard."

A laugh whispered through the air again but this one snakes around him like a serpent that threatens to cut off his breath.

"So what? Vengeance is God's and to hell with what the rest of us want?" John remembers Jim's advice, the sympathetic look on his face.

"He was right," she says, leans close. "Your friend was right. You have no idea of the powers you're tempting..."

John chuckles and surprises himself at the menace contained in the words. "Oh I know, lady, I know."

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