(keep in mind elizabeth davis is my OC i incorporated into this episode and the episode all hell breaks loose part one)

"Before Dad died, he, he told me something -- something about you." Dean says as Ana finished her burger and walked towards the brothers.

"What? Dean, what did he tell you." Sam asks.

"He said that he wanted me to watch out for you, to take care of you." Dean says.

"He told you that a million times." Sam says.

"No, this time was different. He said that I had to save you." Dean says.

"Save me from what?" Sam asks.

"He just said that I had to save you, that nothing else mattered; and that if I couldn't... I'd..." 

"You'd what, Dean?" Sam asks.

"That, I'd have to kill you. He said that I might have to kill you, Sammy." Dean says.

"Kill me? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Sam asks.

"I don't know." Dean says.

"I mean, he must have had some kind of reason for saying it, right? Did he know the demon's plans for me? Am I supposed to go Darkside or something? What else did he say, Dean?" Sam asks.

"Nothing, that's it, I swear." Dean says.

"How could you not have told me this?" Sam asks.

"Because it was Dad, and he begged me not to." Dean says.

"Who cares?! Take some responsibility for yourself, Dean! You had no right to keep this from me!" Sam says as Ana jumped.

"You think I wanted this? Huh? I wish to God he'd never opened his mouth. Then I wouldn't have to walk around with this screaming in my head all day." Dean says as Sam turns and takes a couple steps away fuming.

"We've just go figure out what's going on, then, what the hell all this means." Sam says.

"We do? I've been thinking about this, I think we should just lay low. You know? At least for a while. We can go to Ana's place in Portland. It'd be safer. And that way I can make sure --" Dean says but Sam had interrupted him.

"What? That I don't turn evil? That I don't turn into some kind of killer?" Sam asks.

"I never said that." Dean says to his brother.

"Jeez, if you're not careful you will have to waste me one day, Dean." Sam says.

"I never said that! Damn it, Sam, this whole thing is spinning out of control. Alright? You're pissed at me, I get it. That's fine, I deserve it. But we lay low until we figure out our next move, okay?" Dean says.

"Forget it." Sam says.

"Sam, please, man. Hey, please. Just give me some time. Give me some time to think, okay? I'm begging you here, please. Please." Dean says as Sam nods his head reluctantly.

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Dean is asleep with Ana in his arms in a position that the couple is almost used to. Ana tightly in Dean's, as his chest is flushed against hers as the blanket covers them. In his sleep, Dean pressed a soft kiss on the top of Ana's forehead, and mumbled incoherent words. Unbeknowest to him Sam had left the motel room alone with a bag over his shoulder and drives away in a car.

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Sam enters the Roadhouse, and heads in. Ellen is behind the bar and looks up as he approaches. She smiles knowingly. "Sam."

"Hey, Ellen." Sam says as he grins sheepishly. "You don't seem that surprised to see me."

"Well, your brother and Ana have been calling, worried sick, looking for you." Ellen says.

"Yeah, figured they might." Sam says.

"What's going on between you two?" Ellen asks.

"So, um, how's Mia and Jo?" Sam asks.

"Well, I don't really know." Ellen replies.

"What do you mean?" Sam asks.

"Well, I haven't seen them in weeks. Jo sends a postcard now and again." Ellen says.

"What happened?" Sam asks.

"Well, after Mia worked that job with you boys and Ana, she decided she wanted to keep on hunting. So, she whisked up Jo and they left together. Last card I got they're in Washington." Ellen says.

"So, I'm probably the last person you want to see right now, huh?" Sam asks.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I wish I could blame the hell out of you guys. It'd be easier, but the truth is, it's not your fault. Sam. None of it is. I want you to know that I forgave your daddy a long time ago for what happened to my Bill. But I just don't think he ever forgave himself." Ellen explains.

"What did happen?" Sam asks.

"So, why did you come here, sweetie?" Ellen asks.

"I need help." Sam says.

Ellen and Sam are talking to Ash who is looking around furtively. "What am I looking for, Sam?" Ash asks.

"Other people, other psychics, like me. As many as possible, and I need a nationwide search." Sam says.

"But I thought there was no way to track them down. Not all of them had nursery fires like you did." Ellen says.

"Well, no, but some had to. Start there." Sam says.

It has been a little while later and Ash emerges from his back room with a piece of paper in his hand. He gives it a flourish. "Done and done." Ash says.

"That was fast." Sam says. 

"Know you know why Ana calls me 'Flash-Ash'. 'Cause I'm like the flash... never mind." Ash says which earned a smile from Sam.

"No, I get it." Sam says.

"Hey, Flash-Ash tell us what you got." Ellen says.

"Five folks fit the profile nationwide. Born in '83, mother died in a nursery fire, the whole shebang." Ash says.

"Four? That's it?" Sam asks.

"Sam Winchester from Lawrence, Kansas. Max Miller from Saginaw, Michigan. Andrew Gallagher from Guthrie, Oklahoma. Elizabeth Davis from Spokane, Washington, and uh another name. Scott Carey." Ash tells Sam.

"You got an address on Scott Carey?" Sam asks.

"Kind of. The Arbor Hill Cemetery in Lafayette, Indiana. Plot four-eighty-six." Ash says.

"So, he's dead?" Sam asks.

"Killed, about a month ago." Ash says.

"Killed how?" Sam asks.

"Stabbed. Parking lot. Fezz don't have much, no suspects." Ash says.

"Alright, thank you." Sam says, as he gets up and leave, Ash slaps him on the back, and when he's out of eyeshot Ash picks up Sam's half-full beer and starts drinking it.

"Where are you going?" Ellen asks.

"Indiana." Sam says.

"Sam? I've gotta call Dean or Ana. I've gotta let them know where you are." Ellen states.

"Ellen. I'm trying to find answers, about who I am. And my brother and Ana both mean well, but they can't protect me from that. Please." Sam says as Ellen nods her head, but reluctantly.

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Sam is sitting with Scott Carey's father in his living room, talking. "So, you say you went to high school with Scott?" Mr. Carey asks.

"Uh, yes sir, I did. I just heard about what happened, and I'm so sorry." Sam says to the man.

"Scotty was a good boy. He changed a lot since you knew him." Mr. Carey says.

"What do you mean?" Sam asks.

"It started about a year ago with these headaches, and then he got depressed, paranoid, nightmares." Mr. Carey states.

"Nightmares? Um, did he ever talk to you about his nightmares? What he saw, or..." Sam says.

Mr. Carey shook his head at what Sam had said. "No, no. He closed up with me. I tried to get him help, but nothing took. He'd just lock him in his room for days." Mr. Carey says.

"You think maybe I could see his room?" Sam asks.

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Sam pokes around the room as it contains a bare bed with a sleeping bag, some bookshelves covered in books and cassette tapes. On the bedside table he sees several bottles of pill bottles, prescribed by Dr. George Waxler. Sam looks behind him, then pockets a bottle. He opens Scott's closet and shoves aside the clothes to reveal a collage of yellow eyes cut out of photos and or magazines, which are glued to the wall.

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Sam walks across the parking lot, as he gets to the door, he senses he's being followed. He turns around and grabs the figures behind him and shoves them against the wall. It is Ava and another girl, who is Elizabeth Davis. "Who are you two?" Sam asks.

"Please! You're in danger." Ava says.

Minutes later, Ava is pacing around talking frantically. "Okay, look, I know how all this sounds, but I'm not insane and I'm not on drugs. Okay? We are normal, and this is way, way off the map for us."

"Alright, alright, just calm down. Okay? What's your names?" Sam asks the girls.

"Ava Wilson, and I'm Elizabeth Davis, her best friend." Elizabeth introduces as she pointed to Ava as she said her name.

"I'm Sam Winchester, alright? Now, you were telling me about these dreams of yours?" Sam asks.

"Uh, about a year ago, we started having these headaches and nightmares if you wanna be technical. And we didn't think much of it until she had this one dream where Ava saw this guy get stabbed in a parking lot." Elizabeth explains to Sam.

"When was this?" Sam asks.

"Uh about a month ago, but anyway a couple days later I found this." Ava says as she pulls out a newspaper clipping and hands it to Sam. "I saw this guy die, before it happened. I don't know why, I don't know, it's just for some reason, my dreams are coming true. And last night I had another one." Ava says.

"Okay." Sam says to her.

"About you. I saw you die." Ava says to Sam.

"How did you find me?" Sam asks.

"Oh, you had motel stationary, and I Googled the motel, and it was real, and so I just thought that I should warn you." Elizabeth says.

"I don't believe this." Sam says.

"Oh of course you don't. You think we're total nutjobs." Ava says.

"Wait, no, no, no, I mean, you two must be one of us." Sam says as Ava and Elizabeth looks at Sam confused.

"I'm sorry, one of, one of who?" Elizabeth asks confused by what he is talking about.

"One of the Psychics. Like me. Ava, I have visions too, alright? So, we're connected."

"I can see spirits." Elizabeth blurted out as Sam looks at her confused.

"So, I'm guessing you don't fit the pattern either."

"Uh, the pattern for what?" 

"Uh, never mind." Sam says as Ava and Elizabeth look at the youngest Winchester confused.

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Dean is in the car with Ana beside him in the car as Ana's phone rings and she picks it up. "Hello?"

"Hey, sweetheart it's Ellen." Ellen says.

"Hey, have you heard from Sam?" Ana asks.

"I have, but he made me promise not to tell you or Dean where he is." Ellen says.

"Come on, Ellen, please. Something bad could be going on here, and Dean swore he'd protect that kid." Ana says.

"Now, tell Dean they say you can't protect your loved ones forever." Ellen says as after a moment of silence she continued. "Well, I say screw that. What else is family for? He's in Lafayette, Indiana, sweetheart." Ellen says.

"Okay, thanks Ellen." Ana says.

"No problem, sweetheart." Ellen says as the two of them then hung up.

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"Why can't you just leave town? Please? Before you blow up?" Elizabeth asks.

"No, I can't." Sam says.

"I'm afraid to ask. Why not?" Elizabeth grumbles to the youngest Winchester.

"Because there's something going on here, Elizabeth and Ava. With you, with me. I mean, there are others like us out there. And we're all a part of something, and I've got to figure out what it is." Sam says

"Okay you know what? Screw you, buddy. Okay? Because I'm a secretary from Peoria and Lizzie is an accountant from Chicago. We aren't part of something. Okay? Do you see this?" Ava says as she fingers her engagement ring. "I'm getting married in eight weeks. I'm supposed to be at home addressing invitation, which I am way behind on, by the way. But instead, we drove out here to save your weirdo ass. But if you just want to stay here and die, fine. Me and Lizzie are due back on planet earth." Ava says.

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Elizabeth is sitting in a Waxler's office in a therapy session with Ava beside her. "So, Miss Davis, you're new in town." Dr. Waxler says.

"That's right." Elizabeth says.

"And what made you decide to seek out therapy?" Dr. Waxler asks the girl.

"I have no idea." Elizabeth says. "I guess I'm feeling super anxious right now."

"Okay, anything else?" Dr. Waxler asks.

"When I was a kid, I swallowed like eight things of pop rocks and then drank a whole can of coke, you don't think that counts as a suicide attempt, do you?" Elizabeth asks.

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Sam along with Ava and Elizabeth return to the motel room with Scott's files. "Are you okay?" Sam asks.

"Am I okay?" Elizabeth asks.

"Yeah." Sam replies

"I just helped you steal some dead guy's confidential psych files. I'm awesome!"

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A voice recorder is sitting on the table, next to an open file folder. A record from the therapy session is playing. "It started a little over a year ago. Migraines, at first. Then I found I could do... stuff." Was Scott's voice.

"What do you mean, do stuff?" Asks Dr. Waxler.

"I have this ability, when I touch something, I can electrocute it if I want." Scott replies.

Dean and Ana pulls up into the parking lot in the Impala; where they see Sam through the window of his room he sighs in relief. "Oh, thank God you're okay." Dean says, as Sam moves aside, revealing Ava and Elizabeth through the window.

"Wow, you're better okay."

"Sammy, you sly dog!" Dean says with a smile on his face.

"We're not gonna let this down, are we?" Ana asks her boyfriend as she rests her head onto Dean's shoulder.

"Nope, we are most definitely not gonna."

"Works for me." Ana says as Dean kissed her head.

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The recording continues, as Sam is leaning over the table, looking more concerned. "What else does the yellow-eyed man say?"

"He has plans for me. He says there's a war coming. That people like me; we're going to be the soldiers. Everything's about to change." Scott's voice says as that's when the recording ends.

"He's not talking about us, right?" Elizabeth asks.

"Yeah, I think he is." Sam says.

"But how can we turn into that?" Ava asks.

"I don't--" Sam says as just then the window above Sam's head shatters as it hits with a bullet. He dives to the floor with Ava and Elizabeth shielding their body with his. "Get down!"

"Oh my God!" Elizabeth exclaims.

"What's happening?" Ava asks.

"I don't know." Sam says.

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As Gordon is about to take another headshot at Sam, Dean jumps him from behind. "Gordon!" Dean says, as he kicks him hard, then pins him down on his back, hitting him over and over again in the face, he grabs him by the collar. "You do that to my brother, I'll kill you!"

"Dean, wait." Gordon says and before either Dean or Ana could process what happened. Gordon manages to grab the rifle and slams it against Dean and Ana's face twice, knocking them to the ground.

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Sam, Ava and Elizabeth investigate the room from which Gordon was shooting at them. "Wait, I don't understand. Shouldn't we be talking to the cops?" Elizabeth asks.

"Trust me, that wouldn't do us much good." Sam says as he picks up a shell casing. "These are .223 caliber. Subsonic rounds. The guy must have put a suppressor on the rifle." Sam says as Elizabeth looks at him amazed and slightly shocked on how he knows that.

"Dude, who are you?" Elizabeth asks the youngest Winchester.

"Oh, I just, uh I just watch a lot of TJ Hooker." Sam says as he pulls out his cell phone. 

"Who are you calling?" Ava asks.

"My brother. I think we definitely need help." Sam says.

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Ana is tied to a chair and Gordon is holding the phone to her ear. "Hello?" Ana says.

"Ana!" Sam says.

"Sam, me and Dean's been looking for you." Ana says.

"Yeah, look I'm in Indiana, uh Lafayette." Sam says to the redhead.

"We know." Ana says.

"You do?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, I talked to Ellen. Just got here myself, with Dean. It's a real funky town. You ditched us, Sam." Ana says.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. Look, right now there's someone after me." Sam says which makes Ana raise her eyebrows.

"What? Who?" Ana asks, as Dean was coming to from being unconscious.

"I don't know, that's what we need to figure out. Where are you two?" Sam asks Ana.

"We're staying at, uh 5637 Monroe Street. Why don't you meet us here?" Ana says to the youngest Winchester, as after that Ana and Sam hung up.

"Now was that so hard?" Gordon asks the redhead.

"Bite me, oh don't. You just might and turn me into Edward Cullen."

"The who?" Gordon asks.

"Ne--wait, you never read the Twilight books? What do you do in your life?" Ana asks as Gordon slapped her across the face.

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Sam is pulling his phone away worried. "What was it?" Elizabeth asks as Ava nods her head.

"Ana is in trouble, along with my brother." Sam says, as both Elizabeth and Ava's eyes widen when he said that.

"What? What are you talking about?" Ava asks.

"She gave me a codeword. Someone's got a gun on her, and also most likely my brother also." Sam says.

"Codeword?" Elizabeth asks.

"Yeah, funky town." Sam says as there was a moment of silence. "Well, actually my brother thought of it. It's kind of a... long story. I... come on." Sam says.

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Gordon has his back towards Dean and Ana; he opens a canvas bag and starts pulling out weapons. "So, Gordo. I know, the three of us aren't exactly your favorite people, but don't you think this is a little extreme?" Dean asks, as Dean tries not to laugh but quickly covers it up.

"What, you two think this is revenge?" Gordon asks the redhead.

"Well, I did leave you tied up in your own mess for three days." Dean says as he then laughs. "Which was awesome, sorry I shouldn't laugh."

"Yeah, I was definitely planning on whuppin' your ass for that." Gordon says as Dean nods his head as Ana glares daggers at him. Given the fact that Gordon was the person that made Ana and Dean break up a while ago. "But that's not what this is. This isn't personal. I'm not a killer, Dean. I'm a hunter, and your little girlfriend and brother's fair game." Gordon then slams a knife into its sheath, as Dean and Ana both have a shocked look on their faces. 

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Sam, Ava and Elizabeth approach the Davis' car, which is a Ford Mustang it is a black color. "We don't think we should leave." Ava says.

"I want you two out of harm's way, Ava and Elizabeth." Sam says to the two girls.

"What about you?" Elizabeth asks

"Harm's way doesn't really bother me." Sam replies as Elizabeth nods her head.

"No, but you are walking right now into my vision. I mean, this is how you die." Ava says.

"Doesn't matter, it's my brother and his girlfriend." Sam says.

"Maybe we could help!" Ava says as Elizabeth nods her head.

"You two have done all you can. Just, just go back to your fiance."

"Actually, Lizzie is my fiance." Ava says as Elizabeth shows Sam her engagement ring.

"Are you sure?" Elizabeth asks Sam getting back on the topic.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Go home guys. You'll be safe there." Sam says.

"Well, just, promise me you'll call them. I mean, when you get your brother and his girlfriend, just to let me know that everything's alright." Elizabeth says both her and Ava get into the Davis' mustang.

"I promise." Sam says as Elizabeth nods a goodbye and the three of them part ways.

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Gordon is leaning against a pillar, cradling a rifle and speaking casually to the couple. More so Dean, because Ana wasn't there when everything happened as she was with Amelia at the Roadhouse.

"See, I was doing an exorcism down in Louisiana. Teenage girl, seemed routine, some low-level demon. But between all the jabbering and the head-spinning, the damn thing muttered something. About a coming war, and I don't think it meant to, it just kind of slipped out. But it was too late. Piqued my interest. And you can really make a demon talk; you got the right tools." Gordon says.

"And what happened to the girl it was possessing?" Ana asks the Walker man.

"She didn't make it." Gordon says, as Dean's shaking his head.

"Well, you're a son of a bitch." Dean says, as Gordon stares, and stands and then slap Dean's face.

"Gordon!" Ana exclaims.

"That's my mama you're talking about." Gordon says as there's a moment of silence between the couple and Gordon. "Anyway, this demon tells me there are soldiers to fight in this coming war. Humans, fighting on hell's side. You believe that? I mean, they're psychics, so they're not exactly pure humans, but still. What kind of worthless scumbag have you got to be to turn against your own race?" Gordon says as the couple glares at Gordon. "But you know the biggest kick in the ass? This demon said I knew one of them. Our very own Sammy Winchester."

"Oh, this is... this is a whole new level of moronic, even for you." Dean says.

"Yeah? Come on, Dean. I know about Sam's visions. I know everything. I know that you and little Annie broke up. Don't get me started on her life, and obviously I know about yours." Gordon says.

"You don't know shit about me, Walker."

"I know enough, Annie."

"You believe everything a demon tells you?" Dean asks Gordon.

"Hey, Dean. I'm not some reckless yahoo, okay? I did my homework. Made damn sure it was true. Look, you've got your Roadhouse connections. I got mine. It's how I found Sammy in the first place." Gordon says as he crosses to the corner and sits down. "About a month ago, I found another one of these freaks here in town. He could deep-fry a person just by touching them." 

"Yeah, did he kill anyone?" Ana asks.

"Well, besides Mr. Tinkles the cat? No. But he was working up to it. They're all gonna be killers, Dean and Ana. We've got to take them all out. And that means, Sammy too." Gordon says as he cocks the rifle.

"You think Sam's stupid enough to walk through that front door?" Dean asks.

"No, I don't. Especially since I'm sure you found a way to warn him. Ha. You two really think I'm that stupid?" Gordon asks as Dean raises his eyebrows meaningfully, Gordon stands and starts pacing.

"I mean, have you seen yourself in the mirror?" Ana asks the man sarcastically.

"No, Sammy's going to scope the place first, see me covering the front door. So, he's going to take the back, and when he doe he'll hit the tripwire. Then--" Gordon says as he takes a grenade from his bag. "Boom."

"Sam's not gonna fall for a friggin' tripwire." Dean says.

"Maybe you're right. That's why I'll have a second one." Gordon says as after a moment of silence he continues. "Hey, look, I'm sorry. I wish I didn't have to do this; I really do. But for what it's worth, I'll be quick."

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Gordon is finishing up the tripwire across the back doorway, Ana and Dean glance at each other. His face softened at Ana as he tried to offer her a smile, but it didn't meet his eyes. "It's okay, babygirl, trust me on this, okay?" Dean says to her as she nods her head. "Attagirl." He says to her. 

"I love you, D." Ana says in a near whisper as Dean could tell that she was scared even if she wasn't saying anything. There were only a couple people that had seen Ana scared, as most of the time she tries to act like she isn't scared. "I'm scared, baby." Ana says.

"Scared of what?" A voice asked as Ana yelped which made Gordon smirk like he enjoyed seeing her scared. "You're not scared of me, huh, my sweet, sweet little girl." The voice made Ana's blood run cold. It was her father. Her biological father. The one that would beat her so bad that sometimes she'd almost die.

"Tristian." Dean says darkly which made the older man turn to the eldest Winchester.

"It is about time we met each other. You're the hunter Gordon told me about, huh that's datin' my little girl. You know I thought her little boyfriend would be better good looking, and not you." Tristian says to Dean as Dean's face hardened at the man, between Bobby and Ana, Dean has heard tons of stuff about Tristian, and what he would do to Ana. He couldn't blame Ana for being afraid of her father. If Tristian wasn't the person that he was, then Ana wouldn't had been dumped off at Bobby's like she was garbage, and then Ana wouldn't had met Dean nor Sam, and then Ana wouldn't be dating Dean.

"Oh, don't worry, I've heard plenty of beautiful stories from Ana and Bobby. Go to hell, bitch." Dean says as before either Dean or Ana could process, something very hard-hit Ana in the face, which made her and her chair fall backwards as there was a scream, that made Dean's body flare up with anger. "Ana!" 

"Oh, don't worry, just leaving where I left off, all those years ago." Tristian says with a sickening smirk on his face, as if Dean was tied and bound to the chair, he'd hurt Tristian more ways than none, given the fact he was the one that had hurt Ana in the first place. 

"You touch her again, and I will kill you!" Dean says darkly to Tristian as it wasn't a threat, it was a promise.

"You and what army, hmm? I don't see anybody." Tristian says as he looked around the room and only saw Gordon, Ana and Dean. There was a gun that cocked that made Tristian look around and then to the ground where Ana had landed. When the chair had fell on the ground it had broken, and Ana was able to get out of her restraints. 

The look on her face was nothing that Dean had never seen before. Is this the side of her that Bobby had told him to never make her get to? The pure beyond hatred and look of pure venom, and if looks could kill Tristian and also maybe Gordon would be dead in a puddle of blood. "Ana, put the gun down." Dean says to Ana as she slowly stepped towards her father with the tightest grip on the gun, as her steps were slow and steady. Like she had wanted to do this numerous times. "Ana, sweetheart."

"Yeah, listen to your little boyfriend, sweetheart." Tristian says mocking Dean as Gordon was just watching this happen between the daughter and father. 

"Ana, he's not worth a bullet." Dean says as he tries again to get Ana to put down the gun. He knows that when this happens it doesn't end well, and somebody most likely ends up dead. He doesn't want to lose Ana, if she does pull the trigger on her father. "This doesn't have to be like this."

"Shut up, Winchester!" Tristian says as Ana continues to glare at the very man that is in front of her. It is like something in her is telling her to pull the trigger, but with Dean telling her not to, she doesn't know what to do. Tristian turned his attention back to his daughter, who tightened her grip even more on the gun, to the point that her knuckles were turning white. "I heard a lot of stuff from you babygirl."

"Don't call me that. You have no right of doing any fucking thing or saying any fucking thing. You left me, you fucking dumped me like I was fucking garbage. All for what? Huh? What made you decide you wanted to dump me on the doorsteps of the only man that stepped up and raised me. What made you decide on dumping me? Answer that."

"Because I didn't want to be the father to a worthless, sorry, pathetic excuse for a daughter like yourself. You were nothing but garbage, who never followed my orders. You always disobeyed them."

"I WAS A FUCKING CHILD! I WAS FIVE FUCKING YEARS OLD!" Ana says as she raised her voice with very single word that was coming out of her mouth. "WHAT DID YOU WANT ME TO DO?"

"Be a good daughter and follow my every word and do as I say." Tristian says as he took a step towards Dean and Ana blocked him.

"Leave him alone, he doesn't deserve this." Ana says.

"Wow, you know what love is, what a shock." 

"Yeah, and you don't. Go figure. You never fucking loved anything in your entire life."

"I loved your Mama, but when she had you." 

"What did I do to make you hate me? The fact I looked like my dead mother. The fact I wasn't a son. The fact I was a disappointment who wouldn't carry your fucking legacy or some shit." Ana says to him.

"What is a father supposed to do, love their children?"

"Yes! That is exactly what a father is supposed to do. They're supposed to teach their children right from wrong, protect them, be there for them. But you never loved a single thing your entire life, and you never will."

"Ana, put the gun down." Dean says to Ana loud enough so that she could hear it. There was nothing more than what Dean wanted than to have Ana in his arms and tell her that it is okay. That she is safe and protected. Gordon reaches into his bag and pulls out a scarf and gags Dean with the scarf as Dean glares furiously at Gordon and Tristian.

But little did anyone know was that Sam gets the door open and creeps in. "Here he comes, Tristian." Gordon says as Dean flinches helplessly as the first grenade explodes. Dean screams at Gordon through his gag.

"Aren't you gonna help your little boyfriend or continue pointing that gun at my face." Tristian says grinning mischieviously at his daughter, who looked like she hesitated as she loosened her grip on the handgun that was tightly in her hand.

"But first." Ana says there was shots fired as Ana shot her father but didn't kill him, as she had shot him in the abdomen, and in his leg. The father of Ana had fallen to the ground as he clutched his stomach. After that Ana had turned to Dean, as she grabbed her knife as she cut the gag off Dean.

What made Ana more scared was the second grenade that went off, Ana jumped, as she could almost swear that she hears her heart beating in her ear. "Shh, it's okay, babygirl. It's okay." Dean says to Ana as her breaths become heavier, everything in Ana's vision became blurry and cloudy. "Go, find Sammy. I'm gonna be okay." Dean says as Ana shook her head as she couldn't get herself to leave Dean, especially since her father is still alive.

"I-I-I'm not ... leaving you... I can't..." Ana says nearly a whisper as she is mid of having a panic attack and trying to calm herself down. 

"Can you untie me baby." Dean says as Ana nods her head as her hands were shaking as the coldness from the pocketknife that Ana had sent a chill down Dean's spine. Between Ana's shaking hands and everything else happening she tried to keep herself focused on trying to untie Dean's hands. Her focus didn't last long as she got spooked and flinched as she accidentally cut Dean's wrist. Dean winced through his gritted teeth, as he leaned his head back, as after his hands were free, Ana dropped the pocketknife, as she cowered far away from her father. Dean got up and turned towards Ana, and his heart broke into a million pieces at seeing how scared she was. Her eyes were glued to where her father laid on the ground on the other side of the room. 

"Hey, I'm okay baby. It's just a little cut." Dean says to Ana even if that wouldn't do anything to stop her from freaking out. 

Gordon goes to the back room, with his rifle ready. He sees Sam's smoking boots on the ground. He smiles but is still wary. As he turns away from the back door, as Sam raises his gun to the back of Gordon's heads and cocks it. 

"Drop the gun." Sam says low and warning.

"Shouldn't take your shoes off around here. You might get tetanus." Gordon says.

"Put it down now!" Sam shouts as in the front room, where Dean and Ana are Ana flinches at the loudness of Sam's voice. Dean wraps his arm around Ana holding her as tightly as she did when she held the gun in her hand. That was when she cried into his arms, like someone died.

Out back Gordon slowly lowers the rifle to the floor. "You wouldn't shoot me, would you, Sammy? Because your brother and little Annie, thinks you're some kind of saint."

"Yeah? Well, I wouldn't be so sure." Sam says to Gordon.

"See, that's what I said." Gordon says as he turns quickly knocking the gun out of Sam's hand and attacks him methodically until he goes down. Dean and Ana hears the scuffle, as he breaks him comforting Ana momentarily, he picks up the gun that Ana used which was his, and he grabbed another rifle. 

"Ready baby, I need my girl when I do this. Okay?" He says as she nods her head as he leaned down and kissed her lips for a moment before he pulled away. 

Gordon slowly approaches Sam, who's flat on his back, coughing. Gordon pulls out his knife. "You're no better than the filthy things you hunt." As Gordon raises the knife, that's when Sam lashes out, flipping Gordon over. He punches him twice and then grabs the rifle and points it at his head. "Do it. Do it! Show your brother and Annie the killer you really are, Sammy." 

Sam hesitates then slams the butt of the rifle into Gordon's head which knocked him out. "It's Sam."

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The brothers and Ana, walk down the steps from the cabin and away from it. Moments later Gordon and Tristian emerges with a gun in both of their hands, and they begin firing. The three of them duck and run for cover. "Come on!" Dean yells. "You call this taken care of?" 

They dive into a ditch by the side of the road and huddle, watching him approach with Tristian beside him. "What the fuck are we doing, Sam?" Ana asks the youngest Winchester.

"Just trust me on this, alright?" Sam whispers to the couple as Ana hides behind Dean for the sake of her not wanting to get spotted by her father. How he was working with Gordon is what she wants to know, because the last time that she had seen Gordon Walker, her father wasn't with him. So, something must have happened and the two partnered up and kidnapped Ana and Dean, but even when she and Dean got captured earlier that day, she didn't see her father until a couple hours ago. 

The last time that Ana had seen and or heard of her father was a couple years ago when he had gotten arrested for a robbery. But the last time that she had physically seen her father face-to-face, was when he had dumped her off at Bobby Singer's house, years prior. She was also essentially grateful that she didn't wind up at an orphanage or something, not somebody's house. Then again, she isn't complaining, but she also wants to know how in the hell did her father know Bobby. There are a ton of things missing from Ana's life, that don't make sense to this day. She never asked any questions about her birth father growing up, so, even if Bobby did know something, she never asked in general. 

Just when Gordon and Tristian approach, three police cars, along with sirens blaring and pulling into the clearing and surround the two men. Cops emerge, with their weapons ready.

"Drop your weapons! Get on your two knees!" The first cop says.

"Do, it now!" The second cop says as the brothers grin at each other as Ana's eyes are locked onto her father. The two men drop to their knees, as Gordon and Tristian glares in their direction. "Put your hands on your head now, easy now." The same cop says as the cops cuff both Tristian and Gordon and pats them down and leads the two men to a squad car. Another one opens the back door or Gordon's red car and pulls out the weapons rack. Then another cop opens up Tristian's car which had evidence of his arrest, which is robbery and other misdemeanor charges.

"Anonymous tip." Sam says as he turns to Ana. "Your father was a Wanted Man."

"Go figure." Ana grumbles under her breath.

"You're a fine upstanding citizen, Samuel." Dean says as he pressed a kiss onto Ana's head.

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Ana is on the phone outside the Impala with Dean beside her as Sam was in the car looking at his own cellphone, it looked like he was texting someone. Probably Amelia. "Yeah, he almost got us killed along with Ana because somebody over there can't keep their friggin' mouth shut. Also, how in the fuckin' hell does Tristian Thompson know Gordon. Gordon doesn't exactly have friends." Dean says to Ellen.

"Who is Tristian Thompson?" Ellen asks.

"Ana's birth father." Dean says to the woman on the other end of the phone.

"You honestly think that it was me? Or Ash? Or Jo? Or Amelia? No way." Ellen says.

"Well, who the hell knows about Sam, huh?" Dean asks as he turns to look at Sam in the car. "I mean, you must have been talking to somebody."

"Hey, you can say a lot of things about us. But we are not disloyal. And we're not stupid. We haven't breathed a word of this." Ellen says to Dean.

"Gordon said he had Roadhouse connections, Ellen." Dean says.

"And this roadhouse is full of other hunters. They're all smart, they're good trackers. Each of them with their own patterns and connections. Look, hell I could make twelve of them right now that are capable of pulling this together." Ellen says as she sighs before she continues. "I am sorry, about what happened, Dean, but I can't control these people. Or what they choose to believe."

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Dean is driving as Sam is talking on his phone. "Hey, Elizabeth. It's Sam, again. Um, call me when you get this, just want to make sure you got home okay, with Ava. Alright, bye." Sam says as Ana looks at the youngest Winchester confused. 

"Everything alright? You've called the same number every five minutes, for the past twenty minutes." Ana says to Sam.

"Yeah, I hope so." Sam mumbles to the redhead.

"Well, Gordon and Mr. Tristian should be reaching for the soap for the next few years at least. Especially since Tristian is America's Most Wanted criminal." Dean says as Ana nods her head, as she takes her hair out of its ponytail that it was in and brushes her hand through it.

"Yeah, if they pin Scott Carey's murder on Gordon, and if he doesn't bust out." Sam says, as he turns to Ana. "How does your dad know Gordon?"

"Why you asking if I know the answer?" Ana asks the younger Winchester. "Last time I physically seen that fuck tard was when I was five years old when he dumped me at Dad's place." Ana says as Sam nods his head at her.

"Sorry, I just thought you knew." Sam says to her as she nods her head.

"Dude, you ever take off like that again, I swear to God." Dean says to his brother.

"Why would you kill me." Sam says to his brother.

"That is so not funny." Dean says.

"Alright, alright. So, where to next, then?" Sam says as he laughs.

"One word: Amsterdam. Or second option, Portland." Dean says.

"Dean!" Sam says to his brother.

"Come on, man, I hear the coffeeshops don't even serve coffee, that and I need a nap that isn't in Baby." Sam says to Sam.

"I'm not just gonna ditch the job." Sam says.

"Screw the job. Screw it, man, I'm sick of this job anyway. I mean, we don't get paid, we don't get thanked. The only thing we gets bad luck, and I have Annie for a girlfriend." Dean says.

"Well, come on, dude, you're a hunter. I mean, it's what you were meant to do." Sam says.

"Ah, I wasn't meant to do anything. I don't believe in that destiny crap." Dean says.

"You mean you don't believe in my destiny." Sam says.

"Yeah, whatever." Dean grumbled.

"Look, Dean, I've tried running before. I mean, I ran all the way to California and look what happened. You can't run from this, and you can't protect me." Sam says.

Dean looks at his brother. "I can try." Dean says.

"Thanks for that." Sam says quietly, as Dean nods his head. "Look, Dean, I'm gonna keep hunting. I mean, whatever is coming, I'm taking it head-on, so if you really want to watch my back, then I guess you're gonna have to stick around." Sam says.

"Bitch." Dean replied.

"Jerk." Sam replied.

"Idiots." Ana mumbled, as the brothers and Ana both grins, and after a moment of silence Sam has a small frown on his face and picks up his phone again.

"You calling that Elizabeth girl again? You sweet on her or something?" Dean asks as Ana gave him a 'bitch' face look, as she flicked his head. "Ow, Annie."

"She's engaged man." Sam says.

"So? What's the point in saving the world if you can't get a little nookie once in a while, huh?" Dean asks as Ana flicked him again. "Annie, behave." Dean says as Sam hangs up and scowls in thought. 

"What?" Ana asks.

"Just a feeling. How far is Peoria?" Sam asks.

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The brothers and Ana do their breaking and entering with flashlights. "Hello? Is anybody home?" Sam asks, as they go into the bedroom to find Elizabeth dead, face-up on the bed, her shirt and bed sheets are soaked in blood. "Oh my god."

Ana runs her finger along the windowsill, staring at the powdery substance collected there. "Hey." Ana says as Sam turns, Ana holds up her finger. "Sulfur. Demon's been here."

Ana sees something on the floor and kneels and picks it up. It was Ava's engagement ring. "Ava."

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