Adam had become a part of the Winchester dynamic fairly quickly. Sam had spent the first few weeks teaching him hand to hand, and Dean had started to teach him how to shoot a handgun. Within a day of being with his brothers on a hunt, Adam had picked up a good research strategy.

Sam and Dean were impressed with him.

"Hey twerp," Dean called. " Want a burger?"

"Yeah," Adam called back. "Jerk." Adam had quickly adopted Sam and Dean's nicknames for each other, as had twerp fast become his nickname.

He progressed quickly in hand to hand and was soon able to shoot several of the guns in the Winchester arsenal, as well as wield many of the other weapons they had. With this in mind Adam was finally allowed to help on hunts with more than research.

"Hey Ad," Dean said.

" Yeah De?" Adam replied, putting the newspaper he was scouring down.

"Got something for you." With that Dean threw an ID badge at Adam.

" No way!" Adam said grinning. " You're letting me go Federal?"

"Next case we need Feds for, then you and Sam can take it," Dean agreed.

"Thanks Dean."

"Yeah whatever twerp."

" Jerk," came the chorus of the two younger brothers.

A few days later, whilst the three were between hunts, Dean woke up rather suddenly. Immediately the eldest Winchester began to collect his things. Sam and Adam shared a look.

"Dean?" Adam asked.

"Sammy, " Dean said. "Ad, Cas is in trouble."

"What do you mean 'Cas is in trouble'?" Sam said poorly imitating Dean.

"I mean that Cas has something to tell me and before he could complete the message he disappeared!" Dean snapped at his brothers.

"Dean, Cas was never here," Adam said.

Dean groaned. Why couldn't his brothers just trust him on this? "Cas told me in a dream!"

"A dream?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, some sort of angel mojo."

"Right so where do we find him?" Sam asked. Adam had started collecting his stuff up. Dean tells the pair the address Cas had told him.

"Okay," Sam replied as he joined his brothers in collecting their possessions.

When the trio arrived at the warehouse, Adam in the back, Sam shotgun, and Dean driving. The brothers enter the place and immediately it is obvious that violence has taken place within. Adam glances around, gun in hand and ready. The lights flicker and he tightens his hold. "Guys?" Adam called as his brothers continue on.

"Adam, it ain't no demons, just a lighting fault," Dean reassures, kicking at a partially split wire on the floor. After a little longer searching the demolished warehouse Sam decides to make conversation.

"Well, what did he say, Dean? What was so important?"

Dean glanced at his younger brother. "If I knew, would I be here?"

Adam was nervous about what was going on and kept falling back slightly, not too far. He wasn't the stupid blonde girl in the horror film. But as they reached the top of a set of stairs, Adam is right with them.

"What the hell..." Adam and Dean say at the same time.

"Looks like a bomb went off," Sam says shining his torch over the room, highlighting the twisted metal and smashed concrete.

Dean does the same. "There was a fight here," Dean comments. Sparks fly from various exposed wires.

"Between who- er what?" Adam said, gripping his gun as tightly as he could. Dean shakes his head, unsure of the answer just yet. The family walk further in and sparks ignite all around them. Dean's torch passed over a symbol on the wall, made of blood.

"Check it out!" The oldest brother said. When Sam and Adam looked at it, he directed a question at Sam. "Look familiar?"

"Yeah it does," Sam replied, studying the symbol intently. Adam looks incredibly confused as the pair become slightly worried.

"What is it?" Adam asked.

"Angel Banishing Symbol," Sam and Dean said.