Salvation.

Flashback

"So, uh...how bad is it?"

Sam winces from the red mark on Athena's cheek. "Well, nothing's broken. So...there's..." he lets out a breath. "I'm sorry."

Sam wanted to be optimistic. But right now he just couldn't. Not after seeing that.

Athena presses her lips together, "No, you're right. There's nothing broken. So, that's a plus. No need to apologize." she chuckles softly.

Sam shakes his head, "Athena, that's not what I'm talking about."

Athena pulls her brows together.

"I'm sorry for everything. For...leaving you here alone. I'm sorry for not checking up on you..." Sam's voice starts to shake and a lump forms in her throat.

Athena's chest tightens from the sorrow and guilt she felt coming off of Sam.

"...I didn't know he was still hurting you." tears burn in his eyes.

Athena's eyes start to well, she sniffles and looks at her fingernails. "Yeah, well...you couldn't have known." she shrugs. "And with you going to college. You had a dream and you wanted to live your life. Dad kicked you out, y'know? And...I don't think he would've been too happy about us still being able to communicate with each other if we did."

Sam manages a chuckle and nods his head. "Yeah...he would be pissed."

Athena cracks a small smile. "He must really hate me, huh?"

"Dad?"

"Well, I think that one goes without saying. But I meant the other one." Athena says, looking at her hands.

Sam slightly lifts his chin up, "No, he doesn't hate you."

"It sure seems like it." Athena sighs. "I tried, y'know? To be...me."

Sam bites the inside of his cheek, "Yeah, I know..." he wipes at his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah. Me too..."

Sam sniffles, "You said 'ass' today."

Athena frowns and her shoulders sag. "Yeah, I'm sorry."

"Nothing to apologize for, Athy." Sam sighs. "But you know the rules." He shrugs. Sam grabs the swear jar and shakes it. "Cough it up."

Athena smiles softly and wipes her tears. Sam smiles, noticing Athena's attitude become lighter. Sam was glad that he was able to make her smile and just forget about what just happened.

Athena rummages through her pockets and pulls her brows together. "Hang on, I got something." She pulls her hand out of her pocket and holds it out toward Sam. Athena opens her hand, revealing the lint and blue unwrapped jolly rancher.

Sam and Athena look at the products in her hand, then they look at each other.

"Maybe I'll give you a pass this time."

Present

"So, this is it. This is everything I know."

Papers of research have been pinned against each wall. There were signs of how Demons were spotted. Death trackings.

"Our whole lives we've been searching for this demon, right?" John sighs. "Not a trace, just nothing, until about a year ago. For the first time, I picked up a trail."

"That's when you took off." Dean states.

"Yeah. That's right." John nods. "The demon must have come out of hiding or hibernation."

"All right, so, what's this trail you found?" Dean asks.

"It starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California," John informs. "Houses burn down to the ground. It's going after families, just like it went after us."

"Families with infants?" Sam inquires.

"Yeah, the night of the kid's 6-month birthday." John states.

Sam raises his brows, "I was 6 months old that night?"

"Exactly 6 months."

"So, basically, this demon is going after these kids for some reason, same way it came for me?" Sam questions with a scoff.

John nods.

Sam feels like he's been punched in the stomach.

"So mom's death, Jessica--it's all cause of me?"

"We don't know that, Sam." Dean tries to reassure his brother.

"Oh, really?! Cause, I'd say we're pretty damn sure, Dean!" Sam snaps. Not only was Sam frustrated from this new information, but he was still pissed at Dean from last night.

"For the last time, what happened to them is not your fault." Dean states.

"Yeah, it's not my fault, but it's my problem!" Sam shouts.

"No, it's not your problem. It's our problem!" Dean raises his voice.

The door swings open, revealing the 11-year-old girl. Sam looks over at the girl, "Hey, Athy." his voice immediately becomes soft. "I thought you were still sleeping."

"I was sleeping, but I'm up now," Athena says with a shrug.

Dean looks at Athena and his chest tightens. "You okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Athena shrugs, her eyes not on Dean.

Dean's eyes sadden and he looks at the ground.

"You just wake up?" John asks.

"No, sir."

"Then why did you just now decide to join us?"

"Are you kidding?" Sam scoffs. "After what happened last night, you should be happy she's even talking to you!"

Athena inhales a breath. "It's fine, Sam."

Sam looks at Athena and he could see that there was something different in her eyes. Something missing. It was a completely different look from when they were celebrating her birthday. And it hurt Sam to see Athena losing herself due to her own father.

Athena looks at her father. "I figured, there should be some...space places between all of us," she admits. "But, then I realized that this is a case and I need to put my personal feelings aside for that. Sorry, sir."

It was weird, seeing Athena this way. She wasn't calm. The girl had more of a solemn energy about her today. John nods his head.

"Just don't let it happen again."

Athena nods her head and walks over to Sam to stand next to him.

"So, what does it want?" Sam asks, getting back on track.

"I wish I had more answers. I do." John speaks. "I've always been one step behind it. Look, I've never gotten there in time to save..."

The room falls silent, everyone knew what John was going to say; they weren't going to force him to say it.

"All right, so, how do we find it before it hits again?" Dean asks.

"There are signs." John states. "Look, it took me a whole to see the pattern, but in the days before these fires, signs crop up in an area--"

"Cattle deaths, temperature fluctuations, electrical storms." Athena lists off.

The three men look at the auburn-haired girl. Athena looks at each of them. "Bobby isn't just good at playing Uno, y'know?"

"Yeah, that's right," John says. "Then I went back and checked, and..."

"These things happened in Lawrence." Dean finishes.

"The week before your mother died." John nods. "And in Palo Alto...before Jessica. And these signs--they're starting again."

"Where?"

"Salvation, Iowa."

There was absolute silence in that car. Athena had her headphones on, keeping herself calm. Every five minutes, Dean would shift his eyes to the rearview mirror and his eyes would land on the red mark on Athena's face.

"Is there...something different about her today?" Dean asks.

Sam looks at Dean, noticing his eyes on the rearview mirror. Sam turns his head and looks at Athena. She looks at Sam and gives him a small smile. Sam smiles and waves at her.

"Yeah, she reached her breaking point," Sam says, looking forward. "Everyone has one. And dad wanted to see how far he could push until he reached it."

Sam looks at Dean. "You know I want to blame you too, right? For her getting to that point."

Dean's throat tightens, "Yeah..." he clears his throat. "...well, why don't you?"

"Because even though I'm still pissed at you..." Sam sighs. "...I also feel bad for you."

Dean pulls his brows together, but he keeps his eyes on the road. "That so?"

"Yeah, you're still under dad's spell." Sam shakes his head. "He hasn't been around all year and he comes back, now it's just...like we haven't been through all that shit together."

"I haven't forgotten what we have been through, all right?" Dean says. "I'm just trying to keep the peace--"

"Is that what you call last night? 'Keeping the peace?!" Sam raises his voice.

Athena pulls her headphones off. "Everything okay?"

Sam and Dean look at the girl. They both immediately start to speak.

"Yeah, yeah...everything's--"

"Great! Yeah, we're just discussing Politics." Dean says.

Athena raises her brows, "Oy...I do not want to be a part of that convo." she slips her headphones back on.

Athena knew they were lying. But she didn't have the energy to call them out on it.

☆

Athena looks up from her Gameboy as Sam walks out of the Medical Center. She slips her Gameboy back into her bag. "Mission a success?"

Sam holds the book up and Athena raises her brows. She grabs the book and looks through it. "Okay, well...I was expecting more names, but--"

Out of the corner of her eye, Sam stops moving and places his hands against his temples. Athena immediately turns to Sam. "What's wrong?"

"Uh...I think it's just a headach--" Sam lets out a groan as the painful flashes continue to go through his head. "Okay, okay--not just a headache--definitely not!"

Athena grabs Sam's hand. "Is it another premonition?" her back straightens.

"Yeah...yeah..." Sam stumbles forward and Athena follows.

"Okay, uh...just take a deep breath and exhale slowly. You have to try and get through it. Take in everything you're seeing." Athena tries to guide Sam, despite her nervous state.

Sam nods his head, "Okay, a train." he opens his eyes. "I heard a train."

Athena slightly lifts her chin up, she takes one strap of her bag off her shoulder and unzips her bag. She grabs the map from her bag and looks across it. "Here!" Athena holds the map out to her brother.

Sam grabs the map and jogs down the sidewalk, with Athena by his side. Wherever Sam was jogging, didn't seem that far away. They got to the suburban neighborhood and Sam grasps at his head again. Sam opens his eyes once again and looks around the neighborhood. His eyes land on the familiar house from his visions. "That's the house..."

Athena follows Sam's eyes. Sam looks to the side and sees the woman walking down the sidewalk with a stroller. "She was in my visions."

Athena looks at the woman, then back at Sam, "Okay, so what do you want to--"

Sam grabs Athena's hand and goes to cross the street. Athena's eyes widen when Dean plants a food in the street.

"Wait!"

Athena tries to pull him back, but he was too strong.

Sam stops and turns toward his sister. "What—what is it?"

"You didn't look both ways."

Sam slightly opens his mouth and a small chuckle escapes. "Thanks, Athena." He ruffles her hair.

Simultaneously, Athena and Sam look left, then right, then left again before crossing the street.

They approach the woman, "Hi." Sam says. "Here. Let me hold that."

The lady closes her umbrella and hands it to Sam. "Thanks!"

Athena looks at the infant in stroller that was staring at her. The girl pulls her brows together and moves around the sidewalk, the baby's eyes were still following her.

"She's gorgeous. Is she yours?" Sam asks.

"Yeah."

"Oh, wow. Hi." Sam waves at the infant. "I'm sorry. I'm rude. I'm Sam. I just move in up the block. And this is my daughter Athena."

Athena waves a hand at the lady, "Hi."

"Hey, I'm Monica." The lady introduces herself. "This is Rosie."

Athena looks at the baby in the stroller, "Hi, Rosie."

"So, welcome to the neighborhood."

"Thank you." Sam replies. "She's such a good baby."

"I know, I mean, she never cries." Monica states. "She just stares at everybody." Monica chuckles softly, noticing Rosie is staring at Athena. "Sometimes she looks at you, and I swear it's--it's like she's reading your mind."

Athena raises her brows.

"What about you, Monica?" Sam inquires. "Have you lived here long?"

"Uh, my husband and I, we bought our place just before Rosie was born." Monica answers.

"How old is Rosie?"

"She's 6 months today."

Athena and Sam tense.

"It's big, right?" Monica chuckles. "Growing like a weed."

Sam's smile lessens. "Monica..."

Athena looks at Sam, noticing the urgency in his voice. He wanted to tell Monica about the Demon.

"Yeah?"

Sam inhales a breath, "Just, uh, just take care of yourself, okay?"

"Yeah, you too, Sam. We'll see you around." Monica looks at the young girl. "Bye, Athena."

Athena smiles softly and waves a hand, "It was nice meeting you!"

Sam and Athena watch Monica walk away. As soon as Monica was gone, Sam lets out a groan; the pain in his head returning.

Athena grabs Sam's arm, "I'm right here, Sam."

After Sam's vision, he still had a major headache lingering. He and Athena made their way back to Dean, and the siblings all went to the Motel and waited for their father's arrival. When he got back, Sam informed John of the vision he had.

"A vision?" John questions.

"Yes." Sam exhales, with his eyes shut. "I saw the demon burning a woman on the ceiling."

"And you think it's gonna happen to this woman you two met because...?"

"Because these things happen exactly the way I see them." Sam says.

Dean makes his way to the sink. "It started out as nightmares, and then he started having them while he was awake."

"It's like--I don't know." Sam sighs, he pinching the bridge of his nose. "It's like the closer I get to anything involving the Demon, the stronger the visions get."

"All right, when were you gonna tell me about this?" John slightly raises his voice.

The siblings all look at him and Athena raises her brows.

"We didn't know what it meant." Dean states.

"Something like this starts happening to your brother, you pick up the phone, can you call me." John pronounces.

Athena shakes her head in disbelief and looks away from her father.

"Call you?" Dean sets down his coffee mug. "Are you kidding me? Dad, I called you from Lawrence, all right?"

"Sam and Athena called you when I was dying."

Athena looks at Dean with wide eyes.

"Getting you on the phone--I got a better chance of winning the lottery." Dean snaps.

Athena and Sam look at each other, then back at Dean and John.

"You're right." John says.

Athena's mouth hangs open.

"Although I'm not really crazy about this new tone of yours, you're right."

Athena looks at Sam with an incredulous expression. She can't say anything without John reprimanding her. Athena sinks in her seat, tired of even trying to make sense of John's ways.

"I'm  over this..." Athena inhales. "Look, visions or no visions, the fact is, now we know the Demon is coming tonight."

"Yeah, and this family's gonna go through the same Hell we went through." Sam states.

"No, they're not." John says. "No one is...ever again."

☆

Athena sits on the bed with her headphones over her ears and her eyes on the math problems in her lap. There have been many times these past couple of weeks where Dean tried to convince John to talk to Athena. Sam repeatedly told his brother to drop it, but just like everyone else in this family...Dean was stubborn. Dean clears his throat, catching his father's attention. Dean motions his head over to Athena. John at Athena and for a second, he remembered that she was just a kid. Athena was the most intelligent when it came to logical thinking and coming up with  plan that wouldn't go to shit.

John was reluctant to admit it, but Athena was their lifeline.

John grabs the plate of pizza and walks over to Athena. The 11 year old doesn't look up, but she does tense; and so does her stomach. She stops writing writing, takes one headphone off her ear, and looks at her father.

"I got you food."

Athena shifts her eyes to the plate, then back to John. "Not hungry, sir." she looks back at her book and continues to write.

"We need you at full strength."

This time, Athena doesn't stop writing and she keeps her eyes glued to the paper. "Before you went off the grid. You, Dean, and I were working a case."

John nods his head, "Yeah, the Revenant. I remember."

"I was eating a bowl of spaghetti."

Dean's jaw goes slack and his eyes widen, "Shit."

Sam looks over at his brother, noticing Dean's hopeful look turn into a shaken one.

"You told me to cut back on my eating. My weight was... 'getting out of hand'." Athena shakes her head. "I used to eat, just to eat. No other reason. Right, I am not hungry. Not right now."

From the way Sam and Dean saw John shift from one foot to another, they knew he was growing impatient.

"Yeah, okay, Athy. That's fi--"

"No, it's not."

Athena quietly chuckles, "And why is that, sir?"

"Don't get smart." John snaps.

She presses her lips into a firm line and exhales through her nose. "I don't know what else to be--"

John drops the plate on the bed in front of Athena. "Eat."

Athena quirks a brow, she looks at her brothers anxious expressions, then she looks back at her father. "Fine."

Athena places her headphones around her neck and sets her paper aside. Her eyes stay on the food in front of her and she inhales a shaky breath. It's felt like years since Athena has had her subconscious say anything about her body. And it felt like it's been so long since she's eaten in front of her father. He's always had something negative to express when she was eating.

Just get it over with.

You've got this.

Athena raises her brows, admiring how positively encouraging the voice in her head was being. I guess, Athena officially not caring anymore helped with that in some way.

Athena grabs the pizza and takes a bite out of it. John walks over to the table and sits down.

"Seriously?" Sam and Dean chorus.

"What? She was being a smart alec." John scoffs.

"So, you're answer is to make it seem like she has no other choice but to eat?" Sam scoffs. "Everytime I feel like we're okay, or we can get along you...you pull shit like this--"

"Watch it."

"Dad, if Athena doesn't want to eat...then you shouldn't make her eat." Dean says. "She's had issues with overeating and this is just going to get her to relapse."

John lets out a chuckle, causing Sam and Dean to pull their brows together.

"Relapse? You're talking like she has an actual problem--"

"She does have an actual problem." Sam seethes. "We've just always been so deep in our own shit to notice."

Sam's phone rings and he answers. "Hello?"

Athena tosses her empty plate in the trash and pulls her knees toward her chest.

"Who is this?" Sam asks.

Athena shifts her eyes to her brother.

"Think real hard. It'll come to you."

Sam's brows pull together, but then soon raise and his jaw goes slack. "Meg."

Athena pulls her brows together and hops off the bed.

"Last time I saw you, you fell out of a window." Sam states.

"Oh, yeah, thanks to you. That really hurt my feelings by the way."

"Just your feelings?" Sam inquires. "That was a 7-story drop."

"Let me speak to your dad."

Sam tenses, but he keeps his composure. "My dad. I don't know where my dad is."

"It's time for the Grown-ups to talk, Sam. Let me speak to him. Now."

Sam looks at John, who already has his hand out towards his son. He hands the phone to his father. Athena shifts her eyes from Sam to John, her and Dean still out of the loop. Meg was alive?

"This is John."

"Howdy, John." Meg answers, her tone airy. "I'm Meg. I'm a friend of your kids."

"I'm also the one who watches Jim Murphy choke on his own blood."

The Winchester kids all watch their father conversate with Meg over the phone. He was going through so many emotions. John was frustrated and that frustration soon twisted into a distraught emotion. John was a stubborn man, but he wasn't going to be the one at fault for more deaths. So, he gave into Meg's offer.

"Okay."

"Sorry? I didn't quiet get that."

"I said okay. I'll bring you the Colt."

Meg smirks, "There's a warehouse in Lincoln on the corner of Wabash and Lake. You're gonna meet me there."

"It's gonna take me about a day's drive to get there." John states.

"Meet me there at midnight tonight." Meg orders.

John scoffs, "That's impossible. I can't get there in time, and I can't just carry a gun on a plane."

"Oh, then I guess your friends die, don't they?" Meg shrugs a shoulder.

"If you do decide to make it, come alone."

☆

"You know this is a trap, don't you?"

John takes the duplicate Colt out of the paper bag.

"That's why Meg wants you to come alone."

"I can handle her." John looks at his first son. "I got a whole arsenal loaded--holy water, madaic amulets--"

"Dad." Dean cuts off his father's attempt at reassurance.

"What?"

"Promise me something."

"What's that?" John asks.

"This thing goes south, just get the Hell out." Dean begs. "Don't get yourself killed, all right? You're no good to us dead."

John nods his head, "Same goes for you."

"All right, listen to me..." John grabs the Colt from his pocket. "They made the bullets special for this Colt. There's only four of them left. Without them, this gun is useless."

"You make every shot count."

Sam and Dean nod, "Yes, sir."

"I've been waiting a long time for this fight." John states. "Now it's here, and I'm not gonna be in it."

"It's up to the three of you now." John looks at Athena.

The girl's back straightens, but she looks to the side.

"It's your fight. You finish this." John looks back at the boys. "You finish what I started. You understand?"

John hands the gun to Dean.

"We'll see you soon, dad." Sam says.

John gives Sam a pat on the back, "I'll see you later." he makes his way over to his truck and gets into it. John quickly speeds off down the dirt road. Athena shifts her eyes to her father's track that was driving out of view.

It didn't take long for night fall to come. The Impala was parked across the street from Monica's house. Sam and Dean were tossing ideas back and forth from each other, hoping there was another way to catch this Demon. Athena's eyes were glued to her Gameboy.

"Athy, you got any ideas?" Dean asks.

Athena frowns, "Nope."

Dean looks over at Sam, and the middle child shrugs his shoulders.

"I mean, it's just you're the idea person and--"

"Well, maybe I don't want to be the idea person anymore." Athena pauses her game. "Sometimes it gets exauhsting."

Just like everything else.

"Sorry, Athy--"

"And can you stop calling me that? I don't..." Athena closes her eyes and inhales a deep breath. "...I don't want to be called that anymore."

"Since when?"

"Since forever." Athena snaps. "But you never listen."

Sam sinks in his seat while Dean shifts.

"So...does that mean I can never call you Athy or--"

"Never call me that again, okay? I don't want to hear that name ever again!" Athena raises her voice.

"Yes, ma'am." The brothers chorus.

Silence flies into the car and Athena's jaw clenches. "Great, now I made everyone uncomfortable..." she sinks in her seat.

"What?--No!" Dean sputters.

"Everything is so comfortable." Sam sits up. "D-Definitely..."

Athena looks out the window, "We only have one move." she says, trying to get back on the previous subject. "I don't like it, but we have to wait for that Demon to show up, and then you guys get it before it gets them."

Sam exhales a soft breath, "This is weird..." he shakes his head. "After all these years, we're finally here. It doesn't seem real."

"We just got to keep our heads and do our job like always." Dean looks out the window.

"Yeah, but this isn't like always." Sam states.

"True."

Sam shifts his eyes to the rearview mirror to look at Athena. He then looks back at Dean. When Dean was trying to get John to try and extend an Olive branch out to Athena, Sam was trying to get the same thing to happen with his siblings. He knows that the three of them work better together if they were all getting along with each other.

And he didn't want to go through this hunt, knowing nothing between his siblings were mended.

"Dean, uh...I want to thank you."

Dean looks at Sam with his brows pulled together. "For what?"

"For everything." Sam shrugs. "You've always had my back, you know? Even when I couldn't count on others, I could always count on you."

"Hi, my name is Athena Winchester. Also known as, Chopped Liver." Athena pokes her head between her brothers.

Sam lets out a laugh, "Well, if you let me finish I was going to say. Thank you, Athena, for being that forgiving ball of sunshine that gives me hope."

Athena raises her brows and a small smile forms on her lips. Sam looks at his hands, "And now...I don't know. I just wanted to let you to know, just in case--"

"Aw, man." Athena sits back in her seat with a huff.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you kidding me?" Dean pulls his brows together.

Sam blinks, "What?"

"Don't say just in case something happens to you." Athena says.

"Yeah, I don't want to hear that fucking speech, man." Dean snaps. "Nobody's dying tonight. One, because I'm not letting that happen--and two, because Athena's staying in the car."

"You're on a roll, so I'm not gonna argue with you." Athena folds her arms.

Almost not even 20 minutes later, the radio in the car started going haywire. It caught all the siblings' attentions. The window picked up strength and it started to shake the car.

"It's here." Dean says. He turns his head and points at his little sister. "Athena--"

"Stay inside, got it."

As soon as Athena said that, Sam and Dean quickly got out of the car and run toward the house. Athena kept her leg bouncing anxiously, waiting for her brothers. She looks down at her wrist and then she pulls her brows together.

"I'm not even wearing a watch." Athena huffs. "I can't believe--"

The house across the street bursts into flames. Athena's eyes snap over to the house. She quickly gets out of the Impala and runs across the street. "You guys just got into the house!" Athena shouts. Her eyes shift over to her brothers. "Did you do it?"

Sam lets out a scoff and runs a hand through his hair. He crosses the street and stalks back over to the Impala. Athena raises her brows, "Okay, well...you saved the family but...?"

"We didn't kill the Demon." Dean finishes.

Athena nods her head, "Fiddlesticks."

☆

"Something's wrong."

No one says anything. Dean didn't expect Athena to answer, but he turns to Sam; who's eyes were glued to the ground.

"You hear me? Something's happened." Dean repeats.

"If you had just let me go in there, I could have ended all this." Sam says.

"Uh--no. You would've ended up as a roasted Sam." Athena voices, her eyes on her book.

"You don't know that." Sam replies.

Athena closes her book and presses her lips together. "Sam, do you not know how fire works?"

"You're just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?" Dean asks, closing his phone.

Sam immediately stands up, "Yeah. Yeah, you're damn right I am."

"That's not gonna happen--not as long as I'm around." Dean shakes his head.

Athena pulls her brows together. Anytime they got close to trying to kill the Demon, Sam morphed into someone unrecognizable to her. He's just a man who is hellbent on revenge. So, maybe he wasn't unrecognizable; he was just too much like their father.

"What the hell are you talking about, Dean?" Sam scoffs. "We've been searching for this Demon our whole lives. It's the only thing we've ever cared about."

"Sam, I want to waste it. I do, okay? But it's not worth dying over." Dean pronounces.

"What?"

"I mean it. If hunting this Demon means you getting yourself killed, then I hope we never find the damn thing." Dean continues.

"That thing killed Jess." Sam reminds his brother. "That thing killed mom."

Athena shifts her eyes between her brothers, nervously.

"You said yourself once." Dean starts. "That no matter what we do, they're gone. And they're never coming back--"

Sam grabs Dean by his shirt and slams him against the wall. Athena quickly stands up from the bed.

"Don't you say that! Don't you--Not after all this, don't you say that."

"Sam!"

Sam turns his head, seeing the shaken expression across Athena's face. His heart drops into his stomach. Sam never wanted his life to turn out this way. To be so determined to get revenge that he would hurt his brother or scare his sister. And yet here he was.

"Look, Sam..." Dean starts. Sam looks back Dean.

"...the four of us--that's all we have." Dean's voice starts to shake. "And it's all I have."

Almost at the same time, the siblings all start to tear up.

"Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together, man." Dean admits. "Without you, Athena, and dad..."

Sam's throat tightens, remembering Dean trying to make calls to their father earlier.

"Dad..." Sam lets go of Dean and pinches the bridge of his nose. "He should have called by now. Try him again."

Dean sniffles and he grabs his phone again, he dials his father's number and places his phone against his ear.

The phone clicks.

"You Winchesters really screwed up this time."

Dean's eyes widen and he looks at his siblings. "Where is he?"

Simultaneously, Sam and Athena look at Dean.

"You're never gonna see your father again."

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A/N

Two more chapters until we're done with season one...

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