Sam's PoV

I couldn't bear to be in the same room as her, all those memories and flashbacks just making me feel like more of a monster. Not only that, the demon's words were stuck in my head, playing on my mind. Every time I looked at Grace, I imagined her on the ceiling burning just as mum and Jess had. It sickened me.

I poured myself a coffee and sat down at the table, remaining unsociable as the day went on. Dean knew better than to bother me now, so he and Cass had gone to follow a lead for Kelly whilst I walked around the bunker moping and feeling sorry for myself. I couldn't concentrate when I'd tried to read, or watch tv, so I ended up in the kitchen where I could sit in silence and enjoy fresh coffee on tap. It was silent for a while and at the beginning I enjoyed it, using that silence to fill my mind with ideas on how we could get to kelly before Lucifer did if the tip off was good. I thought about how we could look for her if it failed and we were back to square one. It felt empowering - until the memories came back again. It didn't matter how many times I tried to push them down, it was in the forefront of my mind within a second. Finishing the cup of coffee, I slammed it down on the table and pushed it away from me as I lowered my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration once again. Come on Sam, get yourself together.

"I understand why you did it." A small voice said suddenly, making me jump up. Grace offered me a small smile as she poured herself a coffee and sat opposite me, dread filling me. I didn't even want to look at her because those eyes just reminded me of when I'd stabbed her. When those blue eyes locked onto me, pain and upset soaring through them, tears beginning to fall, I really knew I'd screwed it up.

"Grace. I-" Still barely able to look at her, I tried my best to explain why I'd failed, why I'd slipped up and let myself get wound up by a demon.

"I know. I remember it all, even the possession." She interrupted me. My eyes widened as I finally looked up at her, drinking in her face for the first time today. She looked perfect - Cass had healed her completely. There wasn't even a bruise or a scratch on her.

"All of it?" I double checked. She took a slow sip of the steaming drink before nodding.

"I know I had no control over it, but I'm so sorry that demon said those things about your mum and girlfriend." My chest tightened at her words. She remembered everything? How was that possible? This demon had learnt some amazing tricks. "I hate them. They've ruined my life more than once." She took another long sip of coffee, showing she didn't want to talk about it any further but it only made me more intrigued. What had happened to her to make her become a hunter? Was it a demon? Maybe if I opened up to her, she'd open up to me in return?

"So, how did you get into hunting?" I changed the subject, getting up and pouring myself another coffee. The steaming cup warmed my hands as I cupped it, sitting opposite her once more. She let out a sort of smile as she reminisced.

"Funny story actually." She began, her smile growing wider. "I worked in a museum doing night shifts in security. They brought in some new finds from this dig site but one of them was haunted. The vengeful spirit killed the security guards and she was coming for me when a couple of hunters came and saved me..." she let out a laugh. "Well, I saved them in the end. They'd been knocked away and I lit the lighter to burn the pendant she was latched onto." One more sip of coffee stopped the story mid-flow as she thought long and hard about her past. "That feeling, watching the ghost go up in flames, realising that the harm had stopped, it was great. Those hunters stayed in contact for ages too, offering me advice and showing me the tricks of the trade. Man, I loved those guys." She shook her head, the smile remaining. In turn, I began to smile, happy that she was thinking of something good. At least she decided upon the life, unlike dean and I. We were forced our hand once mum had died.

"Who were those hunters?" I asked, feeling like those people must have been a great hunters family for her. She laughed once again before she answered.

"I'll never forget as long as I live. Bobby and Rufus. Like two dysfunctional dads I never knew I needed. I loved them both dearly." I choked on the coffee I was drinking as soon as she mentioned Bobby's name. My eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

"You knew Bobby?" Her eyes widened too.

"Wait, you know Bobby?" She replied, both our faces mirroring each other. This was unbelievable.

"When we lost our mum, Dad went off a lot trying to track what killed her. Bobby was always there with us, practically helped us grow up. He was like a dad to us." I said, partly still shocked at the revelation.

"Honestly, he was a great man. Rough around the edges but it made him all the more lovable. He was brutally honest and never did me wrong." Grace said, hugging her mug close to her as she spoke. She looked at the coffee in her cup as she thought, debating with herself over something. "Your mum..." she began and I swallowed a nervous feeling that was beginning to grow. "What did- I mean - is her death the reason you became hunters?" It was my turn to look unsure, not really knowing how to open up to someone. The closest person I'd been with, Jess, had never known about my life or my family. Amelia, too, was left in the dark. Now I had a hunter sitting in front of me. Was she going to be the most understanding of them all?

"Yes, in a way. My mum made a deal with a manipulative demon to bring save our dad. Without her doing that, we'd never have been born. But the demon came back a decade later and came for me..." I shuddered as the memories came back. Grace reaches over and placed her hand on mine.

"You don't have to say it if you don't want to..." she said softly. "I didn't mean to pry."

"No." I breathed, making sure i was calm enough to explain it. No one had understood it before, no one other than my brother. "The demon came for me, something to do with the deal, and when she tried to stop him he killed her. My dad wouldn't rest until he found that demon and he brought Dean and I up to hunt with him."

"Well, seeing as you guys are out here saving the world, I'd say he did a pretty good job. And your mum would be proud."