Chapter 3

Here To Help

Sam turned his head when he heard the groaning from the other side of the table.

"Son of a motherless goat." the young girl swore. She rubbed at her head before looking down at her bandaged hand. Her face lit up the second she saw Dean and Sam.

"Uncle Sam, Uncle Dean! You're alive! Oh, it's so good to see you!" The girl cried jumping up and running into Dean's arms.

Dean held the girl in an awkward hug staring up wide eyed and confused at the rest of the party. He looked to Sam and CJ for help. It was Eli who moved and took the younger girl by her shoulders.

"That's not Uncle Dean, Dani." Eli tried to explain. "Not yet."

Dani stepped back and stared at Dean confused. She looked him up and down. "You don't even know me, do you?"

Dean stared back at her and frowned before shaking his head. He felt a twinge of guilt as he spoke. "Sorry kid, I don't."

Dani nodded her face suddenly expressionless. "It's cool. I forgot I don't technically exist for another five or six years."

Sam cleared his throat. "You three are here to help? What can you tell us?"

CJ watched as her younger sister slumped back into her seat and pulled out her laptop and tablet. "You're still working with Crowley to fight Abaddon?" the older girl asked.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, you know where she is?"

CJ frowned. "Yes and no." She nodded over to Dani who was typing away furiously at her keyboard. "Hey, digital fairy, what do you got?" CJ grabbed her bag off the table in the study and returned.

"Not much yet," she told her sister. "The wifi here is ancient and slow. I'm going to have to make some modifications. She clicked away at the keys and Eli reached into his bag and pulled out an old and worn journal.

"Hey, is that our dad's journal?" Sam asked staring wide eyed at the boy.

Eli nodded. "Yeah, you made some notes of your own for us to follow, Uncle Sam."

Sam raised an eyebrow and CJ took a seat between her siblings.

"Year?" Eli asked, not looking up.

"2014?" CJ looked to Sam and Dean for confirmation.

"Yeah," Sam told her. "But I haven't written anything in dad's journal."

CJ turned back to her sister. "Not yet. Danielle, can you trace the location of every demon with this setup?"

Dani shook her head. "No, only angels. I hacked into mom's setup for the angel table and converted into the Satellite GPS tracking program I made on my laptop to give me a real time bead on every angel."

Sam sat up straighter, more alert. "Wait, what? Really? Can I see?"

Dani frowned and looked at her computer screen, hesitating before turning her laptop to face Sam. He stared at the computer screen blinking rapidly at the 4D images.

"Umm," Sam moaned turning his head away from the screen.

Dani grabbed at her laptop and clicked away at the keys. "Let me..." she started. She turned the screen back to face him and looked down at her lap. "It should be easier for you to see now." She told him still looking down.

"Thanks," Sam said. His eyes adjusting to her screen.

"It's a virtual map of the entire planet. The blinking lights are every angel that's alive and on Earth right now." She told him. "If you wanted, I could tell you where Castiel and his followers were, Gadreel, or even X, formerly known as Metatron before he became God. How am I doing with the facts so far?"

Dean took a seat impressed. "Spot on, continue?"

CJ placed a reassuring hand on her sister's shoulder as Sam turned her computer back to face the girl. "Dani's going to do a little re-wiring so we can figure out where Abaddon is and Uncle Dean can ice the she-devil once and for all. Eli, why don't you and I go to our rooms and get some rest. I think we're going to need it. Dani, how long do you think it will take you to hook everything up?"

The young girl shrugged. "I don't know. I'll have to look at the system mommy said she hooked up. Maybe a few hours."

CJ nodded. She and Eli stood up preparing to leave when Dean stepped in front of them blocking the way.

"That's it?" Dean asked incredulously. "What about the rest of the stuff on the video? All hell breaking loose? You kids being here to help because Sam and me are going to be blindsided and can't afford the distraction. What the hell was all that about?"

Eli looked up at Dean. "You gave us specific instructions not to tell you unless completely necessary and we get to decide when it's necessary."

Dean shook his head once; his voice was low when he spoke. "Not good enough."

"Dean," Sam tried.

"No, Sam. No." Dean turned to look at his brother for a moment before glancing back at CJ and Eli. "I'm not going to be ordered around by a bunch of teenagers. If something is coming for me then I want to know what."

"This isn't up for discussion Uncle Dean," CJ told him. "We don't answer to you. Not this version of you anyway. If you have a problem with the way we follow orders take it up with yourself in the future. Right now we have our orders and we plan to carry them out."

CJ stepped past Dean. He wasn't at all pleased or finished with the conversation, but she was. He turned around and placed a hand on the girl's shoulder preparing to turn her to face him.

Her response was quick. She turned and grabbed his wrist twisting it as she turned and kicked out his back leg bringing him to his knees. Her free hand simultaneously grabbed her switchblade and whipped it out; pressing the cool metal against his throat.

Sam stood up and reached for his gun. CJ blinked twice and immediately dropped the blade to floor and released a shocked Dean.

CJ took a step back as Sam stifled a laugh at his older brother's shocked face. The girl shook her head and bent down to pick up the blade, quickly closing it and returning it to her side. "Sorry, Uncle Dean." She called frowning as she turned quickly on her heels and disappeared down the hall.

Eli followed after her smiling.

"What the hell? Jason Bourne trained time traveling teenagers," he muttered standing back up rubbing at his neck. He looked at Sam who was smiling.

"Shut up, Sam."

Sam shook his head. "You're losing your touch Dean. A teenage girl just got the drop on you."

"Shut up, Sam. I could've taken her. What do I look like beating up a teenage girl?"

Sam shook his head and held up a hand.

Dani closed her laptop and turned to face Dean. "CJ's just always on edge. You know you were the one who taught her how to fight, right? She's only that good because of you." She looked down. "We're here to help. Let us."

Dean nodded reluctantly. "Wait," he said as the girl stood up. "Where are you guys going?"

Dani gave a small smile. "To our rooms. Right now, they're just closets and storage spaces that you and Uncle Sam haven't gotten around to emptying out yet. We'll take care of that and archiving everything that's there in our rooms now."

Dean and Sam looked down at the girl shocked.

"Trust us," she told them sliding her laptop and tablet under her arm. "You've been here what, half a year? We've lived here our entire lives. We know this place a little better than you."

Dean looked to Sam who shrugged before turning back in the direction of the girl and making a motion with his hand telling her that she could go.

"Great, so what?" Dean asked Sam after Dani had left. "Now, we have kids?" Dean shook his head and took a seat picking up his beer.

Sam shrugged. "Technically, I think it's Charlie and Dorothy who have kids, Dean. Not us. They keep calling us their uncles." Dean shot Sam a look. "Besides, I don't know; they seem pretty self-sufficient to me. Even Dani and what is she twelve? Reminds me a lot of us when we were younger."

Dean shook his head. "Exactly, did you hear the way the older girl CJ talked to me? She said she was following my orders. I'll tell you one thing Sammy, I might have kept my dashing good looks, but future me is a dick."

Sam laughed. "Or worse," he told his brother. "You turned into dad."

Dean choked on his beer. "Don't even joke like that Sammy." He shook his head. "Apocalypse and Armageddon all over again. Are we ready for that Sammy?" Dean asked looking in the direction the three teens had just taken off in.

Sam shrugged. "I don't know Dean, but it looks like those kids are more than capable of handling anything. I mean, our future selves trained them and sent them back to help us. You saw the video. I think we can trust them."

"Yeah, no you're right. I just can't believe we would help train kids to be hunters. That whole thing just doesn't sit right with me. And did you see the little one's face when she realized I wasn't the Dean she thought I was. She called us her uncles, man." Dean looked down at his beer frowning for a moment before looking up at his brother smiling. "Those were really Charlie and Dorothy's kids. Hey, you totally owe me twenty bucks man."

Sam rolled his eyes but nodded. "I agree. We wouldn't have sent them back if something bad wasn't happening in the future."

Dean frowned. "That's what scares me."