Cas stood outside the farmhouse. He was pretty sure this was where whoever had taken him was keeping Sam, but i was warded against him. He pulled out his phone to call Dean.

"Cas, what do you have?"

"I found him. I'll text you the address. I can't get in. It's warded."

"OK, I'm on my way." He hung up.

"You mean we're on our way," Mary corrected him.

"Mom, I won't be able to save Sam if I'm worried about you."

"You don't have to worry. I can take care of myself. And I'm coming. I'm the mom. I make the rules."

Dean wasn't sure how to respond to that. The last time he saw his mom he wasn't quite 5 years old. Of course, she made the rules. But, he had let his dad make all the rules up until he died. He sighed. "come on, then."

He slid behind the wheel of his beloved Impala (A/N, sorry I had to), and pulled out his phone as he started the car.

"Who are you calling?" Mary asked.

Dean hadn't told Mom about Dad being back. He guessed now was a good of time as any. "Remember that phone call I got earlier?"

"yeah."

"It was a friend of mine saying Dad showed up. I talked to him on the phone. She tested him. Seems legit. They're on their way here. I'm going to have them meet us in Missouri."

Mary nodded. She wasn't sure what to say. People coming back from the dead. This really wasn't supposed to be common. And Dean had only told her that John had died about 20 years after her. She hadn't asked if he had moved on with anyone and Dean hadn't volunteered that informtion one way or another. Well, first things first. They had to save Sam.

Dean was getting off the phone when she came out of her reverie. "From where Jodie said they were they should get there about the same time we do."

"Good," Mary said for lack of anything better to say.

SSS

Toni looked at the security monitor and noticed a man hovering around outside. Then she recognized him. He was that angel. Well, that was perfect. She went outside, touched a sigil and he was blown away to wherever angels went when you did that. She really would have to figue that out someday. So much knowledge to be had. So little time to find it. She sighed and went down to the basement to continue with her current fact-finding mission.

"Your little angel friend was just here. I figure we have 24 hours before he shows up again. So, we'll have to move this along faster." She had had dean taken care of yesterday, so there really shouldn't have been anyone for the angel to alert.

"Screw you," Sam said.

"That's all you ever say," Toni complained. She grabbed the blow torch. She wanted to be gone before the angel came back. Depending on how cooperative Sam became, she would either take him with her, or leave his bloody body behind.

"let's resume," she said as she held the blow torch to his arm and listened to Sam's screams.

SSS

Dean pulled up on the road outside the farmhouse. He saw Jodie and his dad leaning up against Jodie's truck talking. He looked over at his mom. She seemed nervous. "You ready?"

"Give me a mintue," Mary said.

Dean got out of the car. "Hey, Dad."

"Is that your mother?" John asked.

Oh, yeah. Dean had told Mary about John, but hadn't told John about Mary.

"Yes."

"How long has she been back?" John asked, wondering if she'd been around for years.

"Couple of days. Same as you I would imagine." Dean heard the door of the Impala creaking open.

"Hi, John," Mary said shyly.

"Mary," John cried and walked up and hugged her.

"Where's Cas?" Dean asked Jodie.

"Who's Cas?" Jodie replied.

"he's the one who found Sam. You haven't seen him?"

"We haven't seen anyone."

"OK. Mom, Dad, you stay here. Jodie and I are going in."

"What? No!" they both said at the same time.

"Look, I can't worry about you two. I have to concentrate on Sam. Besides, we need someone to watch and make sure nobody else comes," Dean said and turned around, pulling Jodie with him, leaving no time for argument.

When they had gotten a little ways away, Mary said, "We're not staying back are we?"

"Of course not," John said. "We'll just give them a little head start."

SSS

Dean and Jodie walked up to the house. Dean saw a bulk head that would lead down to the basement. He pointed and Jodie nodded. They walked over, and Dean tugged up on the door. It didn't budge, but the ground glowed light and then they found themselves falling.

Toni heard the crash and then saw two bodies tumbling towards her. She grabbed the knife she had just been using to cut Sam's stomach, crouched behind him and put it up to his throat.

"Dean?" Sam whispered. "I thought you were dead." He was so relieved that his brother was alive that it took him a minute to realize that neither of them probably would be shortly.

Dean and Jodie were springing up, guns in hand.

"Put them down," Toni demanded.

"Don't," Sam begged. This lady was crazy. He was dead either way. And, honestly, at the moment, death sounded preferable to all the pain he was feeling.

Toni, pulled back on Sam's hair and pressed the knife tight to his throat. She knew she couldn't take on both of them. They had to surrender.

Dean looked over at Jodie and nodded. They laid down their guns.

"Good. Now chain yourselves up," Toni commanded, pointing to two sets of cuffs hanging from the ceiling. She had been planning on gathering other hunters from Sam's intel after all, so she was prepared for more guests.

With their weapons surrendered they had no choice. They cuffed themselves and Dean got his first good look at Sam. "I'm going to kill you," he promised when he saw all the burns, cuts, and bruises.

"Big talk for someone chained up," Toni said. "But, maybe what you will do is tell me what I want to know to stop the pain," she said as she once again dug the knife into Sam's side and let him scream.

"SAMMY!" Dean yelled.