A/N: Hey guys because of personal/various/school life reasons I haven't updated for a few months, I apologize but hopefully when I finish all the 'important' stuff in my life right now I can update more. So as an apology here is an update. I want to thank all of you who have supported my stories and this series. Thank you and please don't forget to R and R x.

Sam's changed, he's different.

"What the hell man? I thought we were meeting you at Bobby's?" Dean frowned.

"Well, Claire didn't take long to recover," Sam shrugged.

"Dean," I sighed with relief and ran up to him, to my surprise he flung his arms open and I ran into them. We've never been this close, not before I was…dead anyway, suddenly everything seemed right, everything except Sammy.

"You okay?" he breathed pulling me back to check for scratches or scars.

I nodded. "Yeah, Lisa, Sean, Ben?" I asked looking around frantically. The front door to the house was wide open and Lisa came out carrying Ben in a car seat.

"Yeah," Dean smiled.

Sam cleared his throat grabbing our attention.

"What's your next move?" he asked, a little…awkwardly.

"I'm sending Lisa and the boys to Bobby's," Dean said as he picked up a duffel and threw it in the back of the Impala.

"Good," I smiled, "that means we can get this show on the road," I said rubbing my hands together.

"You're going with them," Dean frowned.

"No, I'm not. I'm big enough and ugly enough to take care of myself Dean," I retorted, I was not in the mood to be bossed around. In the space of a week I had come back to life, and been almost killed again from being poisoned.

"Yeah well it's not just yourself you have to take care of anymore," Dean motioned towards Sean who was being put in the car.

I sighed. Torn between hunting and raising a family. Great. "We'll talk about this later," I grumbled and got in the car.

"I'll follow you in my car," Sam announced and headed off.

Dean drove the one hour drive to Bobby's, apparently my offer to drive wasn't good enough, but then again no-one but him could touch his baby. Lisa was in Sam's seat – the passenger seat, and us kids were in the back. Ben, Lisa, and Sean fell asleep long ago, apparently their late night last night really took it out of them. Dean had turned the music off, again something that was rare for him.

"We've really jumped the line haven't we?" I asked as I stared out the window.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked keeping his eyes on the road.

"I mean, we've really done it. We've pushed the boundary of hunting and the peachy life. Not completely pushed it, but we've definitely jumped the line." I sighed and looked at Sean sleeping, my little angel.

Dean took a deep breath. "Yeah well, we tried."

I frowned but decided to ignore that comment and move on to Sam. "I can't believe Sammy's back," I started.

"Yeah me too, I mean first you and now him…well first him and now you," he corrected himself. We were both pretty caught up on the fact that he had been hiding from Dean for a year.

"I know," I sighed. "But something ain't right about this,"

Dean turned to give me a confused look then went back to staring at the road. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, Sammy…he's changed, he's different. I just can't put my finger on it." I frowned.

Dean nodded. "Hell can do that to a man Claire, you'd be surprised."

I sighed and looked down at my feet, pushing back thoughts I didn't want to have, memories I didn't want to remember. "I know," I sighed.

Ben stirred next to me and I took a deep breath and smiled at him. "You alright sleepy head?"

He nodded. "Are we nearly there yet?"

"Just pulling up now," Dean said as he turned the car and we were on the bumpy gravel of Singers yard.

I smiled at the familiar surroundings. I loved it when things were familiar, it made it feel more like home. The same old busted trucks and cars were in the same place, and as we continued to go up the drive Bobby's house appeared. Dean looked behind us, and I followed his line of sight, he was probably checking to see if Sam was still behind us. He wasn't.

"Alright everybody out," Dean ordered.

Lisa jumped awake and I scowled at Dean, if he woke Sean up I would have killed him. I grabbed the car seat and we walked up to the door. Yep the door. We were using the FRONT door. Suddenly it all felt so alien, and it reminded me that technically it had been a year since I last SAW Bobby, not a week.

Dean rang on the bell and knocked on the door, probably because he wasn't sure if the bell worked or not. The door swung open and Bobby looked up and turned to stone.