Their entire night felt as if they were the stars of their very own "Twilight Zone" episode. What had happened to them from the moment they touched that creature that led to this, they did not know. The one thing they knew for certain was that they were definitely not in Kansas anymore.

The "staring contest" between the 4 of them was getting more awkward by the minute.

"Is this some kind of a joke?" Sam Winchester couldn't help the thought coming out of his mouth.

"If this was a joke it'd be the crappiest joke in the history of crappiest jokes! So, no. I don't think there's anyone out there with such a shitty taste of humor!" growled Deana before jumping up from her seat and tossing the chair across the room.

Dean thought to himself that he and Sam had confronted an omnipotent being before- a couple of times or more- which had a pretty similar taste of humor and loved to torment the Winchester brothers for his own amusement, but he knew better. This time was different.

"Let me get this straight: You are Samantha Winchester," Dean pointed with his chiseled jaw due to the unavailability of his hands.

"and that is your sister D...Deana Winchester!" that was hard for Dean to spit out. He knew weird; he'd lived in it all his life, but that? It was beyond his powers. Samantha nodded affirmatively as Deana was about to attack Dean and probably bite his damn ear right off.

"You two had a mom named Mary, Mary Campbell and your father was John Winchester?"

"How the fuck do you know all these things? And don't expect me to believe this whole 'we traveled through a warm-whole from a different universe-comic book' crap!"

"We already told you! We were hunting down a creature we, well, he thought to be a vamp and it must've brought us here somehow! Prob..."

"...Mary died in a fire and John was killed by Yellow-eyes?" Sam interrupted his brother with a very impatient tone in his voice.

"Fire? What? No! No...She went down fighting to protect...one of us and she got jumped by a werewolf..." Samantha looked at her sister who had a deadpan expression on her face and then she looked down to the floor. Sam wondered if a tear was about to roll down her face because he, certainly, felt overwhelmed.

"Got her heart ripped out of her chest." Deana said in a surprisingly cold way. Samantha gave her the stink eye but she didn't seem to bother.

"What about John?" Sam regretted making that question the moment it came out of his mouth but he felt like he needed to know.

"John...He, um..." Samantha didn't seem very eager to talk about the mystery that was Jon Winchester. "The song remained the same to every world", Sam thought.

"Jon Winchester went AWOL after mom died!" Deana was a lot of things but she was one tough cookie, Dean gave her that.

"What do you mean?" Sam was more astonished by her answer than Dean.

"In case you didn't notice, this is war. And you expect those kind of things at war. So quit scratching old wounds and tell me..."

Dannie, the 13-year-old who had managed to knock unconscious two grown men earlier that night, came rushing into the room. Her freaked-out expression and her panting got everyone's attention.

"I'm sorry but...this is important!" she tried to catch her breath while she kept avoiding to look Samantha in the eye.

"What is it?" Samantha said, calmly.

"We got a 1B..." Samantha and Deana froze. Deana made her best efforts to hide it but the boys realized it was bad.

"Who?" said Samantha while her heart was about to leave from her chest. She knew.

"Jay..." Dannie mumbled with difficulty while looking down at her feet.

Samantha bolted out of the room, wearing her heart on her sleeve. Deana was still standing there, staring at the door. Dannie tried to touch her hand but she pulled away. The kid was, obviously, very upset and that made things even worse.

"Go with her." she ordered and Dannie complied. Deana turned her back to the boys and put her hands on her waist. Dean looked over at Sam who nodded him to see the rusty machete that Deana had attached to her belt.

Dean thought that things didn't look too bright for the Winchester bros. These people were all very upset and the strange dudes who had tried to break into their place, were not to walk out of there alive. Somebody would have to pay. Somebody was about to become the scapegoat and the odds were not in their favor. The story they'd told the girls, the IDs, the sneaking into their home at midnight and that scary knife made the boys look retty shady. Dean thought that they had to bolt out of there and fought to undo his ropes. Deana grabbed her machete which made Sam start to flounder as soon as he thought Deana was about to take their scalps but she just went after her sister instead. Sam and Dean were panting while staring at each other in confusion.