As I was driving, I couldn't help but think about something. It was five years to the day that Sammy got his soul back. Even on this bright, sunny afternoon, it was weighing on me. I looked in the review mirror back at Ben.

"So, how'd you do on that math test last week?" I asked him.

He rolled his eyes. "I know my mom told you."

"Well, you shouldn't of cheated." Lisa said.

"Oh, come-"

"Listen to your mother!" I interrupted.

Ben sighed, folding his arms.

"You got any plans for your seventeenth birthday?"

He shrugged, not speaking to me. I smiled.

"Lis, your car's below a quarter of a tank." I said, disapproving.

"Well, we all don't have cars as precious as yours." she said with a laugh.

"All cars need some love." I said, smirking.

We would have been in the Impala if it were up to me, but my car wasn't at my motel this morning. I glared through the windshield of Lisa's tiny blue Hybrid. I knew who took the damn thing.

"Dean, you missed the turn in." Lisa said, interrupting my thoughts.

"Shit." I muttered, going to turn around.

Lisa smacked my arm. "Not in front of the kid!"

Ben and I chuckled. She folded her arms, mad.

I turned into the little restaurant. Once inside, they seated us in a little corner booth, took our drink orders and handed us our menus.

This place was nicer than the usual dive but it wasn't a gourmet restaurant by any means. The tables weren't rusted and splintered, the lights over each table actually worked, hell, you could even walk around barefoot if you wanted to. It was nicer in some ways but I still felt out of place.

Ben and I ordered the bacon cheeseburger and Lisa ordered a salad. Everything was going smoothly enough.

"I'll be right back." Ben said, sliding out of the booth.

"It's good to see you, Dean. I've missed you." Lisa said with a smile.

I smiled politely. "Ah, me too."

She looked down, frowning. I think she wanted a different response. She stabbed a few pieces of lettuce with her fork, debating something. I tensed instantly. She pushed the food back and turned towards me, a determined anger in her eyes. Then she leaned in to kiss me. I froze, stunned and then I pushed her away.

"Woah, woah, Lisa, what the hell are you doing?" I said, quietly, trying not to make a scene.

She looked down, embarrassed. "We need you back, Dean." she mumbled.

My eyes widened in shock. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm with someone." I said through my teeth, struggling to keep my voice down.

"Look, I screwed up." she said, meeting my eyes. "We're a family though, you have to realize that, you have to see that."

I rolled my eyes. "Look, I love the kid and I love you too but it's not like that anymore." I looked around at the room full of people. "Now really isn't the time to do this." I said, angry.

"It sure as hell is. You won't talk to me any other way." she said, angry, her eyes wide.

"Well then maybe you should take the hint." I said with a bitter smile.

She glared at me, a fire raging in her eyes. "So all that 'I belong with you and Ben' stuff, that was just a lie?" she said, folding her arms.

"Yeah, I guess it was. Just look at what happened." I hissed.

"Dean, I was wrong, okay? I admit that. You said you forgave me, why even bring it up?" she asked, instantly pleading.

"Look, regardless of any of it, I'm with someone right now, someone I really care about and someone who actually gives a damn about me."

"You know you belong with us." she said, putting her hand over mine. "Withme."

I pulled my hand out from under hers, glaring. "No. I'm here for Ben. Ben! But not you."

She looked down, preparing to say more.

Just then, my phone rang, to my relief. I looked at the number. "I'll be right back, I gotta take this." I slid out of the booth, passing Ben on my way out the door.

I answered it once I was out in the parking lot. "Em, why'd you take my car? I thought Bobby was picking you up."

"It's me, ya idgit." Bobby said. "Emilia busted in at around four o' clock this morning. She carved this whole damn house up."

"Enochian protection spells?" I said, very used to this routine.

"Yeah. Now she's held up in the panic room. She kept me pinned to the wall for a good hour, Dean, I think she's getting worse."

My heart sank with fear. "Bobby, I need you to peak in there, let me know if you see any burns on her."

"Dean, I don't think she'll let me get that-"

"Just try!" I screamed. I paused for a second, collecting myself. "Sorry, Bobby but if this has anything to do with the demon in her, being in that room could kill her."

"I'm headed down there now."

"Thanks, Bobby."

"Balls! Hang on." Bobby set the phone down and I heard what sounded like the door to the panic room being opened.

"Bobby! What the hell is going on!"

"Boy, you should get here now. She's alive for now but she's definitely worse."

Suddenly, everything felt far away, like it was slipping. My stomach turned and my ears started ringing "How bad?" I asked, coldly.

I heard Emilia scream violently through the phone. I flinched. "That well, huh?" I mumbled. "Look, I'll be there in about an hour."

"M'kay, Dean. Be careful."

"Always am."

I snapped the phone shut and went back inside. "Lis, I gotta talk to you." I said, not even sitting down.

She slid out, confused and I walked with her just out of ear shot of Ben.

"The last thing I wanna do is ask you this but I need to take your car."

"Why?" she asked, folding her arms.

"Cuz someone I love is in trouble." I said, fear in my eyes.

"Fine. I'll drop Ben off at Roger's, then we go."

"No, Lisa, you can't go."

"The hell I can't! Look, I just made a fool out of myself and it's not what I wanna do either, but I have a shift in four hours."

I stared at her, debating. "Fine."

"Fine." she said, matching my tone.

The drive to Bobby's was the most awkward thing I'd ever been through. Even Zeppelin couldn't break that tension. She wasn't talking and neither was I. I had nothing to say. I almost apologized but I didn't want her to twist anything into it like me taking her back.

By the second half of the drive, I was able to forget about it. It was one of the damnedest things ever but knowing that I was gonna see Em soon actually calmed me down. But the awkward drive with my ex that wants me back almost being over might be calming me down too.

"Look, I'm sorry, Dean."

I was so used to the silence in the tiny cab of this car that her voice made me jump. "For what?" I asked, running through the list in my mind.

"All of it. For breaking your heart, for kicking you out, and for earlier at the restaurant. Anyone else and I never would've behaved like that but you got me all turned around, Dean."

"Maybe when I see Ben from now on, it should just be me and him."

She started shaking her head.

"Really, Lis, what you want from me, I'm not giving you. Hell, I tried and it all blew up in my face. I'm past it and you need to get past it too cuz all that now, it's just a mess. You can't fix things, you need to let it go and I think the best way for you to do that would be if you didn't see me anymore."

I rounded the corner and parked in front of Bobby's. I opened my door. I could see Bobby's head in the back of his truck. He probably had Em laid down there in the back. I turned to get out and Lisa grabbed my arm.

"Dean." she said, pleading.

I looked back at her. "What."

"You were going to marry me once." she whispered, her voice breaking. "Do you really think you have a future with Emilia? Do you really think you're gonna marry her?"

I chuckled. "Just stop it, Lis."

I got out fast, opening the door to the bed of Bobby's truck. Relief washed through me instantly. She was still in one piece.

"She's real out of it. A few screams now and again, she's tried to leave a few times. If anyone can get through to her though, it'd be you."

Just then, I heard Lisa get out of the car and her footsteps getting closer. But before I had time to respond, Em jerked up, gasping. So fast that I almost couldn't catch her, she tried to run off the truck bed. I grabbed her by her shoulders and sat her down.

I had never seen so much fear in her. Her whole body was shaking, she was sobbing, her eyes were.. indescribable. We still didn't have any explanation as to why this was happening. The only connection we could make is that it started right after she cut out her grace. I wanted her to take it back but she wouldn't hear of it. I even considered slipping it into something against her will but I always sided against it. But she was definitely worse now.

I held her head tightly in my hands. "Emilia, look at me!"

She started rocking back and forth.

"Sweetheart, I need you to tell me where you are! What are you seeing?"

"Dean." she whispered.

"I'm right here now, I need you to talk to me." I said, grateful that she could hear me.

"Chains."

"What else?"

"Blood. My blood."

"Your blood?" I turned to Bobby. "These are more Hell flashbacks, aren't they?"

"Your guess is probably better than mine, she don't tell me all that stuff."

I turned back to her. "Sweetie, you're not in hell! Look at me!"

The shaking and the crying stopped. She was trying now.

"Em, stay with me." I begged.

Awareness flooded her eyes. Before I had time to even full realize, she locked her arms around me, almost knocking me down. I hugged her back, resting my chin on her head.

Just then, I heard a gasp. I turned to see what it was, keeping one arm around Em. She kept her arm around my waist. It was Lisa. She was staring at the ring on Em's hand.

"I'd.. better go." she said, walking quickly back to her car.

I felt bad but I didn't know what to say. There was nothing left to say.

"Who was that?" Em asked.

"Don't worry about it." I told her. "Let's get you inside."