A/N I just finished a big 7-month story and life is crazy busy. But, I just can't help myself. This story came to me because I always enjoyed Barbas as a nemesis for the sisters. I'm not sure where I could insert this story into the timeline-maybe late Season 5, well after Sympathy for the Demon and also after Wyatt is born, but before Chris shows up.

BTW it's a Paige-centric fic, so if she wasn't your fave, you might want to stop reading here.

Need - Prologue

He stalked the deep, dark caverns of the Underworld.

Plotting.

Seething.

Waiting.

They thought they'd sent him to a place he could never escape. They thought they'd be safe from him if he was trapped...there. But, Barbas always found the way. Sometimes it was through his own brilliance. Sometimes, it was with the help of some hapless idiot who happened to have the right power.

This time it had been a hapless idiot. A lower level demon who'd lapped up the false promises he'd made and had seemed surprised to find himself with a one-way ticket to death and Barbas a ticket to freedom.

"Barbas?"

He turned to face the two demons behind him. The ones who would help him achieve his highest goal.

To destroy The Power of Three.

The revenge would be sweet.

"Welcome," he said sardonically, sweeping his hand in a grand gesture. "Let's get started, shall we?"

The two demons stepped forward, ready to begin.

"So, do you want them dead?" one asked. "Or simply removed?"

Barbas smiled.

"I prefer to take it as it comes. But, I've always enjoyed having a little fun first."

"Which one will be left in the real world?" the other demon asked.

In other words, Barbas thought, Which one will be the target?

"Well, they'll all be there. Just in a different way. But, my focus is the youngest. The one who thought she could defeat me last time. The one who thought she'd overcome her inferiority complex," he drawled with a smirk. "But, I know what else she's afraid of. Which is where you come in." He glared at his co-conspirators. "Can you do it?"

One of them sneered.

"We told you we could at our first meeting. That's not the question. The question is can you control their fears across two dimensions?"

Barbas gazed at them levelly, his eyes gleaming at what was about to happen. His plan. His magnificent plot. One of his best. Designed to render that...witch...senseless to his mastery. At the mercy of her own fears.

"Yes. But, I don't need to control all their fears," he said slowly, shaking his head. "I just need one. The others will be a nice little bonus." He kissed his fingers.

"There is one thing that you should know," one of the two said.

Barbas raised his eyebrows expectantly.

"The other two witches will be able to see us if we are in close proximity. To use our power to the fullest, we must become visible to all planes, both the visible and invisible."

Barbas thought for a moment.

"Then you had better not let them see you. Now, do it."

The two demons exchanged glances, then nodded. They heard the threat behind the suggestion. They moved to opposite sides of the dark corridor and raised their hands. Shining waves of golden light streamed out and they began to chant.

Barbas watched them, a grin of satisfaction spreading across his face.

"So it begins," he whispered.

He was going to enjoy this.