Author: Itsmecoon
Beta:Trumansshell - Thank you!
Type of work: Fiction
Title:Times are a changing. Fandom: Voyager/Supernatural crossover
Main Characters/Parings Mr. Price/Bogg and Dean/Jeffrey
Type of Spanking: Discipline
Implement(s): Hand, Belt Summary: I don't own these characters; I just brought them out to play. See summary below.
Rating: teen
Word Count: 20383
Notes & Warnings: Non consensual spanking of fictional Characters.

This is a cross over between Voyagers and Supernatural. In my make believe world, Bogg gets Jeffrey from the year 2014 and not from the year 1982. Also in my world Sam and Dean are Demon hunters but not other supernatural creatures. I have twisted, picked and chose what I want to fit the story in my head. I hope you enjoy. As always, spanking or mention of spankings inside. I have taken some of this story from Supernatural Season 5 episode 4, The End. And various episodes of Voyagers including episode 13 the trial of Phineas Bogg.

Part 2

Dean pulled the Jeep up to their camp. He looked over the seat and saw that Jeffrey had cried himself to sleep. He remembered back to when Sam and he traveled with their Dad and he had to carry his sleeping baby brother into the motel room. He missed Sammy terribly. He longed for the those days so badly his heart ached. He shook it off and causally dried his eyes as one stray tear ran down his cheek.

"Cas, can you get a cot set up in my room. The kid can bunk with me for now."

"You sure Dean? He can stay at my place."

"I got him Cas. He doesn't need to be around what you do. He's just a boy."

"I'm not stupid enough to get high around a kid Dean. Give me a little credit."

"Well Cas, since you lost your angel juice, you don't do much of anything else."

"You're right. So, I'm going to set up the kid's bed, then go smoke a bowl and grab a few girls."

"Cas."

Castiel completely ignored Dean and headed inside to set up a cot for Jeff. Chuck looked at Dean and shook his head.

"What?" Dean yelled.

"You hurt his feelings Dean, geez."

"Why don't you just go check the perimeters and keep you feelings to yourself"

"Fine, but apologize!"

"Whatever!" Dean yelled waving his hands in the air.

Cas walked out of Dean's place, slammed the door and stormed towards his place. Dean looked to the sky, shook his head, and hollered towards Cas,

"Cas, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Yeah whatever, get the kid inside."

Dean just let him go. It would eventually sink in and Cas would forgive him. He'd become much more cynical since he lost Sam and Bobby and the Apocalypse started. It was hard for him to remember that he still had friends that give a shit about him. Chuck and Cas had stood by his side this whole time. Both of them lost a lot. Cas was no longer an Angel and Chuck wasn't a prophet.

Dean walked around to the passenger side, opened the back door and gently pulled Jeffrey out. Chuck stuck around and had the door opened for him and Dean carried him in and laid him in the bed, he was going to sleep on the cot. Cas already knew that because he had moved Dean's pillow over to it. Dean smiled at the small gesture and knew Cas had already forgiven him.

"Thanks, night Bogg."

"Night Jeffrey." Dean said so he would drift right back to sleep.

He figured that the morning would be soon enough to crush the boys again. He would have to help the boy deal with his loss and teach him how to protect himself. He walked into the other room, poured himself a drink and sat down with the bottle. He could see Chuck talking to the men guarding his place and then watched him walk off the do as Dean asked and check the perimeters.

Having Jeffrey there reminded him of Sammy so much that he pulled out his Dad's journal and looked through the family pictures until he got to the one he was looking for. It was a picture of him and Sam beside a school where they went for a little while. He was about the same age that Jeffrey is now. Jeff is about the same height as Sam was then. It was before he shot up to moose height.

"Sorry I let you down Sammy. If I had to do it again I would've made arrangements to meet up with you instead of telling you goodbye and hanging up on you. Maybe together we could've stopped Lucifer. Maybe not I don't know but we could've fought him together."

He put the picture down, wiped his eyes and poured himself a bigger drink. He flipped to a picture of he and Sammy at Christmas time. Remembering Sammy's face when he opened the Barbie made him chuckle. He decided to keep his memories happy ones and closed Dad's journal and put it back in its place next to Bobby's. He drank one more shot, put the cup and bottle away.

He decided he needed to catch a few hours of sleep because tomorrow was going to be a tough day for Jeffrey. He would be missing his "father" and Dean would have to be an ass to toughen the kid up and start training him on how to protect himself from Croats or anything else that might want to hurt a little boy. He wasn't going to let anything happen to this kid.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

"Phineas?" Susan said quietly as she rubbed her hand down his spine.

Bogg had calmed down a little and wiped at his eyes and answered,

"Yeah?"

"How are you holding up?"

"I'll be okay. I just want to know why and how the Omni showed a belt in my hand? I didn't..."

"Hey, I know you didn't. Others have said the same thing. Their Omni's showed things they hadn't done as well. I'm not sure how Drake is doing it but two of the three judges will vote with him too. I'm not sure how to clear you and get you back to Jeffrey."

"We have to at least figure out how to get Jeffrey back his time line with a green light, not one with such total destruction. If I have to lose him I want him safe."

"We'll figure this out Bogg. Come on let's go."

"Okay." He said as he blindly followed her out of the courtroom.

Susan took Bogg back to her place. She got him set up in a room, showed him where to shower and told him she would see him in the morning. He showered and went straight to bed. His mind wandered back and forth thinking about what to do until he couldn't fight it anymore and drifted off to sleep.

He woke up really early forgetting for a moment where he was,

"Jeffrey, where are you? Jeff?"

But as he wiped the sleep from his eyes, realized where he was and that Jeff wasn't with him. He hoped that Jeff was okay wherever he was.

"Lord, I'm not a praying man so to speak but, please look after my kid for me. I can't do it myself but I love him more than anything. Keep him safe please."

Phineas got up and went down to the kitchen. He followed the smell of coffee brewing and noticed Susan had set out two cups so he took the liberty of fixing one for himself. He sat down racking his brain to come up with a solution to his problem but he wasn't able to. He knew he was going to jail or was going to be banished to the time prison but as long as he worked out a deal for Jeff, he was fine with whatever punishment they decided to give him. Susan walked in and he was still lost in thought, so she decided to break the ice and said,

"I see you found the coffee?"

"What? Oh, yeah the coffee, thanks."

"What's on your mind Phineas?"

"Jeff of course. That and Drake."

"Drake? Why Drake?"

"Well he's turning everything I've done around and it's making me look really bad."

"Just like he did with all the others."

"Well, why doesn't somebody stop him?"

"We're trying to but with each conviction, Drake's becoming more powerful. He's considered the brilliant young Maverick now."

"Brilliant?"

"Well Phineas, he was class valedictorian."

"He cheated."

Susan just looked at him.

"I know that sounds like sour grapes, but it's the truth."

"You don't have to convince me. His evidence always falls into place a little too neatly."

"Do you think he's making up stuff to make himself look good and other Voyagers like me look bad?"

"Unfortunately, what I feel and what I can prove are two different things."

"Well, he's the hot shot persecutor and I'm just the dumb field agent."

"You were smart enough to be whatever you wanted. You just never applied yourself. Why is that?"

"Let's just say that I had other things on my mind. I was young."

"I get it. No need to say anything more."

"So, how's it going to go today?"

"I'm not sure."

"Well I'm telling you, I never used a belt on the kid."

"Okay, let's head back to the court house. We'll be expected there soon. Sorry, I don't know what to say to help you."

"I appreciate you being there for me. Please can we include helping get Jeffrey back to a good time zone be part of the deal."

"I will do my very best Phineas."

They get to the court room and sat, shortly afterward in walks Drake in the back along with the court reporter and the three judges. The head judge bangs his gavel three times and says,

"The Voyager ethics tribunal in now back in session."

Susan gets up and walks to the front of the room and says,

"Your honor, I'd like to call the defendant Phineas Bogg to the stand."

They both walk up to stand before the judges. Susan says,

"Your honor, we are going to show that Jeffrey Jones and Phineas Bogg may have violated the letter but not the spirit of the voyager code." She turns to Bogg and says, "So Phineas Bogg, you find yourself in the field without your Voyager guidebook."

"Ah, that's right but I had Jeffrey."

"Are you telling this tribunal that Jeffrey became your guidebook?"

"Yes, I'll admit I was a little leery about it myself. But without him I wouldn't have known what to do."

"If you wouldn't have lost your guidebook you would have known exactly what to do." Drake interrupted.

"True!" the judge agreed.

"Well, we've already established that wasn't my fault and the kid's very bright."

"No matter how smart he is, it's never going to measure up to the knowledge of a guidebook."

"Begging your pardon sir but the kid knows much more than a guidebook. More even than some voyagers." Phineas stated as he looked in Drake's direction.

Phineas proceeded to tell the court of the different times that Jeffrey helped him out. The judges were impressed with all that the boy had done to help. Drake was getting angrier and angrier. He got so mad until he figured out a way to turn it all back around on Bogg.

"Phineas Bogg is a perfect example of the type of voyager that weakens our ranks. This man is unfit to be a Voyager."

"The pathetic truth Drake is that you don't know the first thing about being a Voyager!" Bog bellowed.

"Order in the court!" The judge yelled.

"That's better. The defendant may step down."

"But your honor. That is showing only a portion of what happened. It's a misrepresentation of what really went on."

"Mr. Bogg, I'm afraid the court can only base the case on what it see's, nothing else. Step down please."

Bogg looked at Susan and then Drake and returned to his seat. The judge looked at him and said,

"We must now weigh the evidence presented here. And our decision will not only effect the career of Voyager Phineas Bogg, and the future of young Jeffrey Jones. Of course ultimately we're charged with upholding the Voyager code and the safety of the past, present, and future, which all Voyagers are sworn to uphold."

"Yes your honor. May I ask, what would the punishment be if I was found guilty?" Bogg asked.

"It would be based upon punishment from your time zone which was let me see."

"1650's your honor."

"Well then it could be flogging and marooning or just marooning."

"Your honor, you can't be serious. That's barbaric and outlawed."

"Miss Turner, you know Voyager law as well as I do. The Voyager is punished according to the time zone he was born in. Now Phineas, do you have any more questions?"

"No your honor."

"Okay then Mr. Bogg, hold out your hand to the bailiff."

Bogg does and the bailiff snaps a bracelet on his wrist. The judge then says,

"You are remanded to the house of Susan Turner where you will stay until a decision has been reached. Do you understand that?"

"Yes sir, but what about Jeffrey."

"His fate is being decided too."

"No your honor, I mean now. The fact that he's in a dangerous red zone."

"Some voyager will look into the situation. It's not your concern."

"Anything dealing with Jeff is my concern." Bogg yelled then said, "Sorry your honor. No disrespect was meant. I'm just worried about the kid."

"Your outburst is forgiven." He said and he banged his gavel. "Court is adjourned."

Drake smirked at Bogg as he instantly left the court room as did the judges. Susan and a heartbroken Bogg were still there sitting at the table. Bogg was so worried and he didn't know what to do.

"It didn't happen that way I swear. Why would the Omni show it like that."

"I don't know but somehow Drake always manages to come up with that kind of damaging evidence."

"I'm telling you the only way he could've come up with something like that is if he messed with the Omni. Did you notice that the scene with the belt didn't show either of our faces? Just our clothes and someone our size. I swear it wasn't me or Jeffrey."

"I believe you."

"Well, there's no sense trying to argue with the tribunal. If I'm going to get Jeff and clear my name, I've got to get out of here." Bogg said as he jumped up.

"Phineas no, don't touch that!"

He grabbed for his Omni but was zapped and hit the floor. Susan helped him get up and he said,

"I guess I'm not going anywhere but to an uncharted island somewhere."

"No, don't jump the gun."

"Well, looking at the evidence that the Omni showed, how can they not convict me."

"I knew Drake was capable of anything including perjury to further his own career."

"You said Drake cheated right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"How did you know?"

"He was stupid. It was like a game and every time he got away with it, he kept a note of it."

"Where? In a diary."

"So to speak, he kept clips in a copy of "Prince" by Machiavelli."

"Why that book?"

"You know his philosophy right?"

"No what is it?"

"The end justifies the means."

"Why didn't you turn him in?"

"I didn't want to be a snitch. Just him knowing that I knew was enough. I'm sure that's why he hates me."

"If he did it before, he'll do it again. We just need to find it."

"Where's his office?"

"Oh no, you're in enough trouble as it is so I'm going to take you home. I'll look for it tomorrow, Drake won't be back to the office until they call him for the verdict."

"Okay, I agree. Let's go."

Bogg and Susan headed to her house. He helped her cook and as they ate he said,

"Funny, when Jeff and I were doing all of those things, it didn't feel like we were committing any crimes."

"I'm sure you weren't."

"I thought we were doing some pretty good work and now we're going to be punished for it anyway."

"You don't know that for sure. I'm going to find the evidence!"

"It's also funny that I tried to ditch Jeff at first and now I just want him back. It felt like I was doing the right thing by him too."

"You were Phineas. Never doubt that."

"I even tried to give him to his great great grandparents once. I thought I wasn't enough of a family for him."

"But you are."

"None of that matters, no matter what you find, I'll lose the most important thing in the world to me, my son."

"We'll figure this out! Get some rest, tomorrow's gonna be a busy day." She said pulling out her Omni to go search for the book.

"That looks like a new Omni." Bogg stated.

"It is. It's model 3-1650, open-time calibration, state of the art." Susan told him.

'That's what I need to get back to Jeff.' Bogg thought.

"Don't even think about it. That would just cause more problems for you and if you had Jeffrey with you when you were caught, he'd be charged too. It wouldn't matter that he's an innocent, he'd get charged."

"You're right, I just miss him so bad."

"We'll get to him soon!"

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

"No," Tossing and turning. "NO!" more tossing and turning. "NO BOGG!"

Jeffrey sat up screaming and crying. He remembered what happened and lay back down and cried.

"Jeff, you okay?" Dean asked.

"No, I'll never be okay again!"

"I know this is hard Jeffrey." Cas said as he walked in and sat on the edge of the bed.

He heard Jeff crying out in his sleep and wanted to be there to help Dean avoid chick flick moments. "Hey, but you've got the rest of your life ahead of you. Think of all the things you're going to do. All the people that are going to come into your life." Cas tried.

"Yeah and all the people that are gonna leave me."

"Jeffrey James Jones, don't talk like that. Stop feeling sorry for yourself." Dean yelled deciding now was as good a time as any to get the kid riled up and training.

"Why not, first my parents died, now Bogg's gone, next will be you guys. I was just getting so I stopped having bad dreams about my folks and now I'm going to start having them about Bogg."

"You'll be okay Jeff." Cas said calmly rubbing his back.

"You'll get over it just like you did your nightmares about your folks. So, knock off the pity party and get up. We've got stuff to do." Dean hated to be so mean but it might save the kid's life.

"Dean can't he start tomorrow?" Cas tried.

"No, what if we get invaded tonight. He won't have a clue what to do. Training starts today. Get him up and fed. I expect him out front in 45 minutes." Dean ordered and walked out the bed room door.

He grabbed a coffee and headed out the front door to the porch. He was really upset for being such a jerk to the poor kid, who's world just got turned upside down again but he needed to be in order to protect him. He was thinking about Ben and hoped someone helped him and Lisa. He was hoping that someone was willing to be an asshole to "his" kid to keep him alive too.

"Don't be so hard on yourself Dean." Chuck said.

"What are you talking about?"

"You think I don't know what you're doing? Remember, I know everything about your childhood, I wrote the book. I know this is what your Dad would've done to protect you, so stop beating yourself up about it. We all know you're a bigger asshole than he ever was!" Chuck laughed at the look Dean gave him.

That statement earned him the famous Dean glare.

"Relax, I was just lightening the mood. Any specific orders this morning?"

"Set up the shooting range for some time after lunch. Jeff's going to do some PT this morning."

"Alright, anything else?"

"We have that mission tonight and I would like you there."

"That's fine you leaving the kid with Cas."

"Yes, I think he's good for Jeff and Jeff's good for him."

"So basically you are going to throw the kid into shit and have Cas set up to catch him?"

"Sound like my plan."

"I think it's a good one."

Back in the bedroom, Jeff watched Dean leave and asked,

"What does he mean training?"

"He's gonna get you in shape and teach you how to shoot."

"WHAT?" Jeff yelled alarmed. "Shoot! No, I'm not allowed to even touch a gun."

"Well, that's gonna change really fast."

"No, Bogg wouldn't let me so I won't do it."

"Jeff, things are different here. You have to know how to shoot or you die. I'm sure Bogg wouldn't want you to die."

"He can't make me. What can he do to me?"

"All I'm gonna say is trust me kid. Do what he tells you to. You don't want to know what he'll do to you."

"It can't be all that bad. He won't kill me."

"No but you won't sit too comfortably for a long time. Plus extra training, early bedtimes and lots of extra chores."

"Sure I've gotten all those punishments from my parents and Bogg but, I don't believe he'll do all of that. He doesn't even know me."

"You'll find out for yourself. But don't say I didn't warn you. Come on let get food first so you won't get sick from running."

"Running? Seriously?"

"Yep, come on."

So they eat and Jeff got his tennis shoes but he was just not feeling it.

"Hurry up!"

"What's the rush?"

"Dean said 45 minutes. He meant 45 minutes."

"So I'm five minutes late big deal." Jeff said as he slowly walks onto the porch.

Dean looks at his watch and looks back at Jeff.

"Cas, how minutes did I give you to get him out here?"

"45 Dean but he wouldn't come."

"Jeff, since this is your first day, I'll cut you some slack but do it again tomorrow and you'll pay the price."

"Okay sorry geez."

"The proper response would be, yes sir."

"Excuse me?"

"I said, you'd better say yes sir from here on out. Understand?" Dean yelled.

"Um, yes sir." Jeff cowered.

"Alright, I want you to do some stretching exercises, 20 push-ups, 20 jumping jacks and 20 toe touches."

"Alright."

Dean looked at him and cleared his throat.

"Sorry, yes sir."

"Better."

Jeff got down and did the push-ups without any effort in it."

"That's one Jeff." Dean announced.

Then he casually did the jumping jacks but you could tell he was just doing a half assed job.

"That's two Jeffrey James. You don't want to get to three."

Jeff started his toe touches.

"Reach way down Jeff. Loosen up those muscles for your run."

"This is really stupid. Who do you think you are?"

"That's three Jeff." Dean announced.

He walked over the where Jeff was bent over reaching his toes. He stood hip to hip, facing the opposite way as Jeff. He reached out and pulled Jeff to him and held him in position with his left arm keeping him bent over and he started swatting his sit spots. Jeff tried to get up as Dean had a hand of steel, but was tightly held into position.

"Oww, Ouch I'm sorry sir. I'll do it right. I'm sorry."

Dean stopped at six. He stood back and watched Jeff put his all into the rest of his toe touches. He was stretched out by the time he was done.

"Alright Jeff, you see the oval track right down there?"

Jeff nodded.

"I want you to jog until I tell you to stop."

"Yes sir."

Jeff took off jogging. He continued around and around the track. After about ten times around, he looked at the porch and found it to be empty. He slowed down and saw that Dean was inside sitting at the table. 'This is bullshit.' He thought and walked over and sat down on the porch steps. A few minutes later he realized that he shouldn't have done that. He heard the screen door slam, looked into the face of a very angry Dean as he was yanked to his feet and dragged over to a chair. Dean propped his foot on the chair and flipped a worried Jeffrey over his knee.

"I'm sorry Dean. I'll run."

Dean spanked Jeff from the top of his butt to the bottom. Jeff's feet couldn't reach the ground so he was just dangling. It looked like he was swimming as he tried to get away from the punishing blows.

"Ouch, Owwwie. I'll run, I'll do it, I'm sorry!"

"Are you going to do as you're told?"

"Yes sir."

"Then we're almost done."

Jeff was tipped forward as Dean attacked his sit spots. After a dozen swats and sobbing coming from Jeff, he stopped. He rubbed the kid's back for a minute and helped him up. Dean put his arm around him and walked him towards the nearest corner.

"Keep your nose in that corner or we start over from when I put you over my knee. Do you understand that?"

"Yyyeeessss ssssiiiirrrrr." Jeff cried.

He leaned his head in the corner and cried his heart out. 'Bogg, please find me!' He begged quietly. He didn't understand why Dean was doing this to him. He was missing Bogg and just wanted to lay in bed all day. But thanks to Dean, he was nose to the wall, his ass hurt, and he has to run around a track soon. 'Why?' he thought.

"Dean, was that really necessary?" Chuck asked.

"Yes!"

"I think you were too hard on him." Cas questioned.

"Cas, this is my camp. I've kept you all alive so far, haven't I? I plan to give Jeff the same fighting chance. Sorry if I'm a little tough on him but we live in tough times."

"He just lost somebody. Can't he have a day or two?"

"Dammit Cas. Don't you think I want to give him time? Things are crazy and he needs to learn to protect himself."

"What harm would one day do Dean?"

"Castiel, I'm going after the Colt tonight. What if I don't come back? This may be my only day to teach him to defend himself."

"You Winchesters are alike. Even if you get the Colt what makes you think it will kill him?"

"OH MY GOD!" Jeff screams and turns to look at Dean.

Dean pulls his gun and scans the area. Jeff walks closer and is staring intently at Dean.

"Jeff, what's wrong? What's the matter?"

"You're Dean Winchester. THE Dean Winchester?"

"Son of a Bitch kid! Never do that again." Dean barks putting his gun away. "I thought I told you not to leave that corner."

"Dean Winchester, son of John and Mary, big brother of Sammy?"

"Yeah, how do you know about my family?"

"Cas, as in the Angel Castiel?"

"I used to be." Cas answered.

"Wow, Chuck as in Chuck Shurley the Prophet?"

"I used to be." Chuck answered sadly.

"Okay Jeff, I don't know how you know all about us, but I'm quite certain I told you to keep your nose in the corner until I said you could get out or I'd start your punishment from the beginning and put you back over my knee. Didn't I?"

"Yes sir. I just can't believe you're THE Dean Winchester."

"I don't know what you mean by "The" but turn your ass around now!"

"Wait, I need to know what happened."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you and Sam stopped the Apocalypse. What's going on? Where's Sam?" Jeff looked around.

"Whoa Jeff, maybe you'd better turn back around." Cas said getting between him and Dean.

"Cas, get out of my way." Dean pushed Cas to the side and squatted down to Jeff's level. "Jeff, what do you mean we stopped the Apocalypse?"

"Just that, Sam said yes, got control and put Lucifer back in the box. Where is Sam?" Jeff asked looking for Sam.

"Look, I don't know where you got that information. He said yes and from what I heard, Sammy didn't make it. He was gone as soon as he said yes."

"What do you mean, from what you heard? Weren't you with him?"

"Listen kid, I haven't talked to my brother in five years."

"That's what's wrong, that's not the way it was supposed to happen. Mr. Shurley, that's not the way you wrote it."

"What do you mean, wrote it?" Dean asked.

"The books he wrote. You know, the Winchester Gospel. In the book, you, Cas, and Bobby took Sam to Detroit. He said yes after he got hyped up on demon blood. You had the four rings from the horsemen to open Lucifer's cage and Sam was going to walk him back in. The battle between Michael and Lucifer took place at skull cemetery and you went there so Sammy didn't die alone."

"You got some of it right. The battle did take place at the cemetery but Lucifer didn't go back into the cage. He killed Michael. I lost both of my brothers that day kid."

"What? That's all wrong. No wonder we had a red light."

"Red light? You aren't making any sense."

"Chuck, didn't you write the books?"

"Yes, but how do you know about them?"

"I've read them all. My friend had them. He told me the man he thought of as his Dad was a hero but he couldn't talk about it."

Dean had a sinking feeling and asked,

"Who's your friend's Dad Jeff?"

"Umm, you?"

"Me? I don't have any kids. What's your friend's name?"

"Benjamin Braeden."

Dean doesn't say anything. He just sits on the floor. Thinking of Ben brings him pain and regret, his face gives him away. Jeff senses something off in Dean so he continues talking by saying,

"Yeah, he wasn't allowed to talk about it but he gave me the books to read. I've read them all."

"I don't know what the hell kind of game you're playing but look around, Sammy's gone and the Apocalypse is happening." Dean yelled, standing up and pushing all his feelings down. "While were asking questions, why haven't you asked about Bobby? Since you said he went to Detroit too."

"Sorry Dean, Bobby dies December 2, 2011. So even if things were the way they were supposed to be, he wouldn't be here."

"How did you know that?" Chuck asked, "I saw that but I never wrote it."

"Where I'm from, you did write it. I told you I've read them all."

"Where you're from?"

"Yes, my time zone."

"That's enough Jeff." Dean yelled. "I've heard all I'm gonna hear about it! You're going back to the corner now and then you're gonna finish your run! I don't wanna hear any more talk about Sam, Bobby, Ben, those damn books or the Apocalypse."

He grabbed Jeff turned him around and swatted him back to the corner.

"Stay there."

"Mr. Winchester, why is this so hard for you to believe." Jeff said crying at the renewed sting of his sore backside. "You believe in Angels, demons, and supernatural creatures but you can't believe what I'm saying."

"That's right kid. I do believe in all of that but look around, do you see any happy ending? I know I don't. Now, you're damn lucky I don't throw you back over my knee. Don't tempt me any further."

"Yes sir."

Jeff stood looking at the corner wondering what to do. How could he fix this? Then he turned to Cas.

"Castiel you're an Angel, can't you fix this?" Jeff begged.

Dean was on him in a heartbeat. He tossed Jeff over his knee and didn't stop swatting until Jeff was crying hard. He stood him back up in the corner. Then said,

"I said enough, you got 20 minutes then you run."

Jeff just cried into the corner. Dean went into the house and poured himself a big drink and went around back to drink it and think about his missing family. Meanwhile, Cas walked over to Jeff and rubbed his back and explained,

"Kid, I'd love to but I lost my Angel Mojo a long time ago. Just do as Dean says and stay put."

Jeff hangs his head in defeat. He quietly whispers

"Yes sir," as he leans into the wall and cries.

'Bogg where are you? I know how to fix this now.'