Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural. I also did not shoot the deputy. Oh… but I tried. Sneaky creeper.

A/N: My reviewers have asked and so I have granted. On with the story!

Continuing from last chapter

"Ugh. Where am I?" Grumbles a sore Dean as he takes in his surroundings.

'I'm at Lisa's house. Holy- that hurts! But where is everyone. She should have gotten Ben back from baseball practice by now. It's like everything is just frozen.' He groans as he hoists himself onto his feet.

"Oh, man! What happened?" The man watching silently in the corner finally speaks up.

"We're inside of your head Dean. The place you were happiest at. I'm not surprised-" Dean cuts him off.

"Obviously you're not surprised." He walks over to the man, and realizes that it isn't a man, but little Ben. "You get out of Ben. Now!"

"I'm not in him. I'm just borrowing his appearance so not to frighten you. You're used to not being able to look at angel's true form. Are you not? Well you actually can look at me. I am a much softer light. But for now I will borrow the memory of Ben." The voice coming from Ben's image is no little boy voice.

"Alright. You said we need to talk. What about? Look can you please use a different memory?" Ben turns into Dean's Dad, and they're in a hotel room.

"When Sam and Adam got out of the cage, so did Michael and Lucifer. I need you to put Lucifer back in." Dean turns to him with an angry glare.

"I spent all of last year saying no to your sons of bitches, um, sons. Sorry 'bout that. But why would you think I would say yes now?" The room was eerily quiet, and then God answered.

"Because you weren't meant to say yes before. I am here to tell you why you need to say yes now. You'll need Adam back and Sam needed to know what Hell is really like. Adam and Sam gave said yes, now it's your turn. You weren't supposed to say yes before so My sons would bring him back. I'll give you two days to realize that you have to. Any longer and too many people's blood will be on your hands." With that he disappears.

"Dean? Dean!" Sammy was shaking Dean hard. His eyelid's slowly open. "Oh, Dean! Thank God!"

"I'll do it." He passes out again.

"Dean? Do what? Dean!" Sam hoist Dean up on to his shoulder and runs to the Impala.

Setting him in the passenger seat he turns to the family. They're all dead.


A/N: Good follow up? I think so! And I hope you all agree! Please Read and Review! Thanks for the reviews from the last chapter too!