Emma woke up that morning, with a throbbing pain in her head. She closed her eyes tightly trying to deal with it. This wasn't the first time this has happened to her. Headaches like this one happened every couple of weeks. A tear fell down Emma's face because the pain was so bad. She managed to make it over to her purse and pulled out a bottle of pain killers. The name Sue Downy was who the prescription was issued to, one of Emma's aliases. She took two of the white caplets out of the bottle and went into the bathroom. She grabbed the cup off the side of the sink and filled it with water. She then swallowed both of the pills. There was a knock on the door, which made Emma's head hurt even worse. "Em, you awake?" Dean asked, from outside the room. "I am now." Emma said to herself, propping her elbows on the edge of the sink and holding her head in her hands. She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. She turned the sink on and filled her hands with water, then splashed it on her face. She grabbed the towel off the towel bar and wiped off her face. Andy had gotten out of his bed and went over to the bathroom. He propped his arm on the door "Mama, you ok?" he asked. "Yeah sweetie I'm fine." Emma said, after she got all of the water off her face she went and answered the door. "What took you so long?" Dean asked, looking at his daughter. "It's early." Emma said, trying to hide the pain her headache was causing her. "I figured we could get a jumpstart on the case." Sam said. "Ok." Emma nodded her, she seemed rather disoriented. "Are you ok?" Sam asked. "Yeah I'm fine. I'm just tired." Emma faked a yawn so they would believe her. "Oh," Dean said. "Is Andy up yet?" "Yeah," Emma said, looking at Andy who was grabbing clothes out of his bag, going to get changed. Emma let Dean and Sam into the room, Dean took a seat on the bed, and Sam took a seat at the table. Andy came out of the bathroom, "Hey buddy, ready to spend the day together?" Dean asked. Andy went and sat on the bed next to him, and began to put his shoes on. "What are we doing today?" Andy asked, slipping on his left shoe. "I don't know, I was thinking about mini golf." Dean said. "Yay! Mini-golf!" Andy got very enthusiastic. Emma, Dean, and Sam all smiled. "Well me and Andy are going to go ahead and get out of your hair," Dean said, getting up, and picking Andy up off the bed. "See ya later." Dean said, Emma kissed both of them on the cheek "Have fun." Emma said. After Dean and Andy left, Sam and Emma got to work. "You want to go get a bite to eat, then we could head over to the library?" Sam said. "That sounds good to me." Emma said. Her and Sam climbed into her SUV and went to a diner down the road.

"So how is Andy doing?" Sam asked, taking a sip of his water. "He's doing good. He's becoming more of a handful though." Emma chuckled. "You were the same when you were that age." Sam said. "I was probably more rowdy than he is." Emma said with a smile. "That is defiantly true." Sam said. "Hey!" Emma said, throwing a small piece of pancake at her uncle. They both shared a laugh. "So have you talked to Rebecca lately?" Sam asked, cutting his french toast into bite sized pieces. "Um, no, I haven't. She's just been busy with stuff. Why?" Emma said. "I was just wondering, because Dean and I haven't heard much from her since we worked that hunt with her a couple of years back. I didn't know if you had talked to her." Sam said. "So maybe we should get started on this case. You want to head over to the library?" Emma asked, putting her fork on her empty plate. "Yeah." Sam said, he grabbed his coat and him and Emma went out to the car.

"So buddy, how're things with school?" Dean asked, walking with Andy over to a table to eat their ice cream. "Good. We learned about dinosaurs and I got to bring Charlie to school for show and tell." Andy said, setting his green dinosaur in the seat next to him. "What about your mom? How's she been?" Dean asked, picking the sprinkles off his ice cream and popping them into his mouth. While Dean did assume himself to be a manly man he loved the sprinkles on his ice cream, with everything him and Sam knew about each other that was one of the things he was glad his baby brother didn't know. "She's good. She's like a superhero." Andy said, taking a big bite of ice cream. "Yeah, she is." Dean said, giving a smile "Just like you and uncle Sam." Andy finished. "Grandpa?" "Yeah?" Dean replied "Why are there bad things? Why do you and mommy, and uncle Sam hunt them?" he asked. Dean looked into his grandson's innocent eyes and didn't know how to respond "Um, buddy," Dean sighed, still trying to come up with the words. "well the bad things come from a bad place. And they don't want people to be happy. So sometimes...these bad things hurt good people...And me and your mom and your uncle stop those bad things from hurting them." Dean had stopped eating his ice cream at this point and was just sliding his spoon back and forth in the styrofoam cup. "Why don't we go on and play putt-putt?" he said, throwing his ice cream in a trash can. Andy had already finished his and walked over to the trash can and threw his away as well. "You're all super heroes." Andy said, looking up at his grandpa and smiling at him. Dean put his hand on Andy's shoulder and looked down at him and smiled. Then they walked over to the putt-putt course.

Emma and Sam walked through the library and took a seat at a table located in the back of the library. "Where should we start?" Emma asked, flipping through one of the books she had taken off the shelves. "It's your case." Sam said. "Well you've been doing this longer than me. You should be the expert on this stuff." Emma said, smirking at her uncle. "You are defiantly your father's child." Sam said, giving a small laugh. "Why don't I go and talk to the librarian, and you stay here and do some research." Sam said. "Ok." Emma replied. After her uncle had walked away Emma closed her eyes tight, her headache was getting worse than it was this morning. She opened her purse and took a couple pain killers out and dry swallowed them. Trying hard to choke them down. She took a couple of deep breaths trying to control the pain but it wasn't helping, it just kept getting worse. Tears welled up in Emma's eyes once again, but quickly wiped them away when she saw Sam walking back up to the table. "You ok?" Sam asked, taking his seat across from her. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just have a headache." Emma said. Sam gave Emma a look of concern and then figured he would tell her what the librarian had said "Well the librarian was no help. She's apparently new, but get this they fired the old librarian because of suspicion that she had something to do with the deaths." Sam said. "What?" Emma said, trying hard to get the single word out, the headache was getting worse. "Her name was Miriam McRussel. She had worked here for over twenty years. She was the person who found both of the bodies. Which police found odd but had no solid evidence to arrest her on." Sam explained.
"So they fired her?" Emma said "That's the story." Sam said. "Well looks like we gotta go talk to her. I'll see if I can dig up her address." Emma said. The pain was finally starting to get to Emma and she laid her head on the table. "Em, you ok?" Sam asked, getting out of his seat and kneeling next to Emma's. "Can we just go back to the motel?" Emma said, her voice shaking. "Yeah, yeah. Come on." Sam said, helping Emma to her feet. As they were walking out, neither of them noticed Emma's purse was laying in the chair next to the one she was sitting in.