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When Cara sat back in the seat of the Impala, suddenly something popped out of thin air and rested on the seat beside her. It was the knife that her brother had given her. She had left it in the motel room in the future. So how had it gotten to her? "The only one that could have sent it here was Zachariah," she thought, but how could he have known her predicament? Finely she decided that it did not matter right now. What mattered was getting untied and in the building. Maneuvering her hands a certain way she was able to grab it and cut the ropes.

"Dean; no! Stop it!" Sam yelled. Suddenly his gun flew up and shot the Yellow Eyed Demon in the head!

For an instant it looked like it might actually hit the YED, but then he stopped the bullet in mid air and let it fall to the ground. Then he said, "Man, you are definitely one of my special kids! But you really shouldn't have done that. Now you are going to fulfill your destiny with only one arm." Raising his hand, Sam's arm began to be pulled out of its socket!

As the first crack hit the air Cara burst through the door and swung at the Demon with the knife. As she did this she said "Not if I kill you first!" but the YED knew what this knife was capable of, so he left the man that he had inhabited with a burst of black smoke. The man fell to the floor.

All three people that were pinned fell to the floor. Sam went to Jessica. Seeing that she was breathing, he yelled to the others with relief in his tone of voice, "She's alive!" It was true, she was not in good shape, but she was still alive.

Then suddenly she was consumed by flames! Sam started screaming her name and trying to put out the flames. Every one else just stood there. It was such a shock! One minute they had all thought she was going to make it, and the next there was no chance of saving her.

Suddenly Dean came out of it and took charge "Cara, get the man out!" he yelled, trying to get Sam out.

But Sam wanted no part of it; he wanted to die with Jessica.

"He's dead." Cara said (after feeling for a pulse on the man's neck) grabbing Sam's other arm, together she and Dean dragged a kicking and screaming Sam out of the building.

John could see that something was on fire from a block away, so he pushed the gas pedal to the floor, hoping against hope that he was wrong and that his son was not now reliving the nightmare from his childhood. But as he got to the apartment, he realized that he had been right. His son's apartment was being engulfed in flames. Then his heart sunk even further as he saw the Impala parked in front of Sam's apartment. He realized that he might lose the rest of his family to night. Refusing to let it happen, he started to reach for the handle of his door. He was going to save his sons. But then he saw Sam being dragged out of his apartment by Dean and a girl on one hand. He was relieved that his sons were fine. On the other hand, he hated the fact that Sam and to go through what he had gone through 22 years ago. Then there was the girl. Who was she? Of course Dean always had women around, but he would never bring one on a hunt. She looked more like Sam's type than Dean's. But he had seen Sam with Jessica enough to know that he would never cheat on her. He was about to get out and get answers from his sons, but he knew the YED well enough to know that he was not here any longer. They would want to join their father's fight. He could not risk putting them in more danger by making himself known to them until it was over. So with regret in his heart, he put his truck in reverse and drove away.

"We need to get you two to the hospital." Cara said. All three hunters were in the Impala she was driving, because Dean (who was in the passenger seat) with his insides being torn up, was in no condition to drive. Sam just sat in the back seat not saying a word. He could not get the image of Jess bursting into flames, out of his head.

"No hospitals; just get us to a motel room." Dean hated hospitals and he wanted no part of one now.

"You have got to be kidding me! You were coughing up blood in there and Sam's arm needs being looked at."

"My shoulder is just dislocated. We can take care of it with out a hospital." Sam said. He did not want to go to the hospital either. What he really wanted to do was figure out where that demon went and kill it.

"And I am already beginning to feel better." Dean said.

"Liar!" Cara said. She did not press the matter any further. The truth was, she did not care much for hospitals either. In her opinion they were a waste of time, especially since as hunters, they could basically take care of everything themselves.

Dean was at the motel room sink cleaning up the blood. After what had happened he was surprised how good he felt. There was a loud pop and a slight groan from Sam. It came from behind Dean at the table. The only thing that noise could mean was that Cara had just put Sam's arm back into place. Since she was the only one not hurt she had volunteered to play doctor.

"Sam what was that back there, with the levitating gun and then trying to shoot the demon with it, you freak?" Dean asked in a concerned yet teasing tone, sitting down on the bed closest to Cara and Sam.

Sam knew that this was Dean's way of showing his concern. The truth was he was worried about what had happened in there as well. So he said the only thing that had been on his mind besides Jess since the incident had happened "I don't know what that was. All I know was, he was going to kill you and I got really mad. Then it was like my body just reacted and I shot the demon. But what was all that stuff about my destiny and how I am one of his special kids? And where the heck was dad? He should have been there?"

No one said anything for a long time because there was nothing to say. Cara wished she had found out more about these brothers and what had happened to them. She may not know what was going on, but she knew that it probably had to do with them starting the apocalypse.

When Dean could no longer take the silence he asked the other question that was on his and Sam's mind "So Cara, what is the deal with that knife?"

"I don't know what you mean." Cara said starting to clean up the mess they had made, taking care of their wounds. It was a family secret and they did not discus it with outsiders.

Sam was glad that Dean had changed the subject to this. He knew that if they were going to hunt down the demon that had done all of this, then they would need to know all about every weapon at their disposal. So he said "Oh come on, there must be something to it to scare a demon."

After a brief minute Cara decided that if they trusted her, the least she could do was to tell them the truth about something "Ok but it is not a very long story." She said.

"Whatever there is we want to hear it." Sam and Dean said at the same time.

"Ok my great, great, great grandfather was Samuel Colt's apprentice. He had Samuel make it for him."

"Wait a minute. First of all, Samuel Colt never had an apprentice. Second, he only made guns. It's a documented faced." Sam said.

"No, that is not quite right, Sam. It is true that later in his life he only made guns, but that is because of what happened between him and my grandfather back when he was just starting out back in 1830. He made all sots of weapons; guns, knives, hatchets, you name it. And my grandfather was his apprentice. But when they found out about the supernatural, my grandfather thought that they should be out hunting these things. But Samuel thought that they should stay and make weapons for other hunters. They used to get in to heated fights over it. Well, one night it got so heated that my grandfather fired a gun at Samuel. It likely missed him. But he kicked my grandfather out and they never spoke again…"

"Then what does any of this have to do with your knife?" Dean asked.

"Well if you two idjets would let me talk, then you would know." Cara said and Sam elbowed Dean.

When she said idjets, any doubts the boys had about Cara went out the window. There was only one person that called people idjets and it could not be a coincidence that she said it too.

"…And they never spoke again until in 1836…"

"That's just one year after the Colt was made." Sam said.

Cara tapped her foot in an irritated manner. She was tired of being interrupted and she was not continuing until she was sure they were done.

When Sam saw this he made a quick apology.

So Cara continued, "When my grandfather heard about the Colt he convinced Samuel to make him my knife Samuel agreed but on the condition that he would never bother him again.

Sam was about to say something when Dean's phone went off "What is it?" Sam asked.

"It's a text from Bobby. It says that he needs our help on a case."

"Does it have to do with finding the demon or dad?" Sam asked.

"No."

"Well then we are not going."

"What?"

"I have to find Jesse's killer. Now we have the means to do it. So we forget about everything else and hunt it down just like dad taught us!"

Cara did not know what to say. On the one hand she knew how Sam was feeling, the need to get revenge. She had gone through this herself before. But she also knew that if they went after the YED, especially in Sam's state of mind, it would mean certain death for all of them. They needed time to regroup. But on the other hand, if they went to Bobby's she would be found out. She decided that there had to be a third option. But as she tried to voice her opinion Dean cut back in.

"Dude I know how you must be feeling but…"

"How could you possibly know how I feel? Your longest relationship lasted what, a week?" Sam said, getting angry. He did not understand why they were arguing about this. His whole life his family had been trying to hunt this thing down and now that they had the means, Dean did not want to kill it.

Dean knew that Sam was only speaking out of hurt. So he kept his cool as he said,

"…But this is Bobby and we are going to help him!"

Sam knew that Dean was right. If Bobby needed their help, then they helped him. He did not want to do this with out Dean. He did not say any more.

As they left the motel, Dean got in the driver's seat. He might have let Cara drive earlier but he was feeling better now. He was driving. Sam stood outside of the car to give Cara the opportunity to take which ever seat she wanted. Without saying a word she climbed into the back. She needed time to think of a way out of this situation. Sitting in the back gave her the opportunity to do that.

Cara knew as soon as she saw the sign that said Singer Salvage Yard that she was in trouble. She knew that as soon as this Bobby person saw her, her secret would be blown. She had been trying the whole way to think of any thing that might save her, but she could not come up with anything.

They all got out of the car. As they approached the door of the house, Cara could see what was about to happen. This hunter would open the door and greet the boys. There would be hand shakes and the how-are-you questions. Then he would ask who she was. They would immediately know that she had been lying to them the whole time.

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