I have this ringing in my ears when I wake up. I realize that it's not a good sign. Added to the fact I can't move my hands or legs. I blink and it's dark. I try to get my bearings. It's dark but there is some light glaring through the walls of whatever run-down building I'm currently in. It's damp and dirty. I don't hear any background noise, so I must be somewhere isolated. I hear the telltale signs of another person. The clacking of the loud heels is such a contrast from the utter silence I woke up to. The girl I meet at the bar is standing in front of me. She changed to a more casual outfit. A black tank top and dark blue jeans. Her hair was shoved into a sloppy bun and even for an evil bitch, she looked good.

"So Dean Winchester right?" She speaks up. I glare at her and sarcastically respond.

"In the flesh. Do you want an autograph." She smiles,

"Sure in blood would be nice." I grimace. This is a bad situation. Sammy probably thinks I hooked up at the bar and he might not come looking until tomorrow morning. Or this morning, it was a little bright out. I snap out of it when the women gets right up in my face.

"I wonder why everyone is scared of you puny humans. I mean it's so easy to kill you. This flesh," She grips my face and claws at me with her cat-like nails.

"Is just so easy to tear through. I mean with your reputation I thought this would be harder. But all I had to find was a pretty body and bam. You're under my finger, easy as pie." She let go of my face and licked her bloody hand. I tempt fate and go for a bluff, praying that Sammy will figure out something wrong soon enough.

"Listen, bitch. You'll spill your guts one way or another. If not by me then by my brother. Just know you messed with the wrong people. You just dug your own grave." The demon glared. She didn't look happy and I'm pretty sure she believed it.

"Ugh, Winchester's we should just wipe all three of you off the face of the earth." Three?

"Um lady I think you messed up on information there I'm almost positive there's only me and my brother." I laugh thinking why would she think there is more of us. The only other family I have is dead and I pretty sure none of them came back. Sam and I would've known, trust me.

"You sure are sure of yourself. Cause a little birdie whispered to me that you still have some family left. Well maybe not anymore. I heard one of us headed to kill him. A boy named Stiles." Stiles? Wait I know that name. Where do I know that name from? Oh crap. Crap. Stiles, Right dad had a sister and I think her sons name was Stiles. Shit me and Sammy hasn't visited him in over two decades. Not since the funeral.

"Stiles? What the hell does he have to do with any of this crap?" The demon smiled seeing that it clearly got to me.

"Well, I heard that he woke a Nemoton. Which of course it would be someone related to you. Sending of a Beacon that powerful is going to attract all the nasties to that boy. If the demons don't get him I'm sure some other creature of the night surely will." She smirked.

"And don't worry you will see him soon. In hell." She struts towards me with a jagged knife in hand. She lifted the knife to strike, but before she could BANG. My ears are ringing. The shot hit so close to my ear. I gain my bearings and I see Sammy brandishing a shotgun and holy water. The demon screams as the acid like water drips from her skin. Sam finishes it quick not wasting time. He takes the trusty demon knife. And plunges it through the demon's heart.

He rushes over to me and quickly unties the knots.

"Dude why did you get caught off guard. Did you forget demons could switch meat suits." I sigh standing up still dizzy from the whole affair.

"No Sam I didn't forget. But I don't know I didn't she was a demon. I was caught off guard." I sigh even deeper he's gonna bring this up a lot. I just want to leave this damned building.

We are walking to the baby and slide in, in unison. I'm about to start the car when I remember what the demon mentioned before she was killed.

"Hey, Sammy." Sam looked at me with a glare.

"It's Sam, Dean." I wave away the argument.

"Do you remember our cousin from dads side, Stiles." Sammy looks thoughtful then it clicks.

"Oh yeah, I remember him. It's been so long. What made you think of him?"

"Well, I think he's in trouble. The demon before she tried to kill me she let slip that she knew of a demon that was headed to kill our cousin." Sam looked shocked.

"What why?"

"Well, she didn't really know only that he activated a Nemmoton, Whatever that is."

"Huh, I don't know I've never heard of it. You wanna go check in on him?" I nod,

"Yeah, but let me make a call."

The line rings for a few beats. Stiles picks up.

"Yo Stiles, how have you been? You remember me, right?" In reply comes a shocked response of

"Dean?" I smile, Whew I let out a breath. the kid is still good. At least for now.

"Yep. How have you been? Oh, you mind if I put you on speaker Sammy's here too." I get a quite 'uh sure' in response.

"Alright go, how have you been?"

"Um okay, I guess. So what's up with the social call after all these years?" He sounds nervous. Weird.

"Not much me and Sammy were thinking of coming to visit. You come say hi to you and your dad." Sam adds,

"It's been so long we feel bad about missing out on so much, it's not troubling right?" We hear a rustling of clothes on the other end.

"Uh no um, you can come over I guess. It'd be good to see you guys too. Uh, but when do you guys think your gonna be here?" I look to Sammy,

"First we're gonna stop at my friend Bobby's then we'll head up your way." A soft 'Oh' comes across the speaker.

"Okay Um I'll text you if anything changes after I tell my dad." Sam smiles but of course, Stiles can't see,

"Okay well come over in a few days."

A small 'Yep Bye!" Is rushed and the kid hangs up.

"Well, I don't know if it was just me or did the kid seem spooked?" Sammy laughs,

"Yeah, no kidding Dean. Obviously something wrong. Just hope it's nothing serious."

"Yeah."