The inside of the museum was bright white in the lobby, clean and pristine. The admissions office and the security office was open. The place was dead. The lady in the office was on the phone and fixed her painted nails. Sam purchased two tickets and Alice waited by the security office. She gazed at all of the paintings the museum had on its walls and wondered how much patience each painter had taken while painting the masterpieces. A soft meow could be heard coming from her big bag, and the security guard looked at her curiously. Alice smiled shyly and waved it off, "That's my ringtone. I'm in love with cats!" After the security guard nodded and went on his way, she sighed.

"Cas, you're supposed to be quiet! They'll have us kicked out!" Dean yelled quietly.

A soft thud was felt through the bag. "Ow, what was that for?" Dean asked.

"I didn't touch you," Cas stated.

"Both of you, hush. It's my first time in a museum and if you two get me kicked out I will be the end of both of you!" Angel threatened. The boys calmed down that instant, which means Angel gave them the look. Alice knew that look too well. Fire could be seen in her eyes, scorching the very land the victim walked on, even setting them into flame, and she put up a crooked grin to show exactly how much she'd enjoy doing it. It was like a You're-Dead-to-Me look more than anything else.

Sam walked over to Alice as he put money back into his brown wallet. "Ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be." They walked over to the dinosaur section slowly. They took in all of the sights to see, the artifacts, paintings, crafts, bones, everything until they got to their destination. It was a new place full of adventure and knowledge, something both of them hadn't come across in a while. The tan tiled room was huge. There were makeshift replicas of how the dinosaurs were supposed to look like, and next to it was a real life skeleton of each. Alice gazed in wonder at the T-Rex, pondering how terrifying it would be to come across one back then. Sam found his own interest in the Brachiosaurus. Alice took out the small bottle she was supposed to put the bone fragment in with a tiny knife. No one was in the exhibit with them, so why not? "Keep a look out," she whispered to him. He nodded and walked around the room, making sure he was facing the door. She went back to staring at the bones in amazement before asking Angel, "Isn't this remarkable?" When there was no answer, Alice peered inside her purse. "Where the fuck did they go?" Her eyes searched the room for the little rascals, but they were no where in sight. "Damn! Sam, we have a bigger problem here," she said after she scraped off a fragment of the bone.

He turned to her with wide eyes, "You aren't serious." She was surprised he knew exactly what she was about to say and simply nodded. He dragged his hand down his face in frustration, "Let's go find them before someone else does."

They split up and Alice knew exactly to go. She knew her sister so well, and figured out she would be in the Egyptian exhibit before looking at everything else the museum had to offer. She followed the fake golden hieroglyphic walls to the chamber of King Tut's tomb. Alice passed by cat statues, pots, plants, tables, chairs, thrones, and scrolls on the way there, not catching her interest at all. She was worried about her sister more than anything. Her eyes searched the replica tomb and caught sight of a white cat pawing at the mummy wrappings. "I feel so cheated! These wrappings aren't real!" Angel exclaimed in frustration. She huffed and sat down on the fake mummy.

Alice stared at her, catching Angel's attention. Angel's blue eyes widened and she gasped, "Uh-oh."

Alice grabbed her sister by the neck as she fought back. Angel threw her paws at her wrist to let her go, but she held on with a firm grip. "You were supposed to stay in my bag! I would have shown you everything!"

"I got bored. Dean left first!" She stuck her tongue out.

Alice rolled her eyes and stuffed Angel back inside of the purse. Angel pouted and mumbled words Alice didn't care to hear. Angel was being stubborn and childish, characteristics she hadn't seen in her sister before. Maybe being around the Winchesters gave Angel a new way of life to live by. Maybe it made her life more exciting. That's what Alice thought, anyway. She couldn't see it any other way.

Sam strolled into the World War exhibits and saw a group of people huddled in the corner pointing at one of the stages. On the stage was a jeep from World War II, a replica of Adolf Hitler with a Nazi flag behind him, and the average American Soldier. He peered closer to see a black cat climb its way into the jeep. His blood boiled and his cheeks reddened at how embarrassed he was. Sam got closer to hear one of the people called the security guards over, and they were on their way. Sam quickly grabbed Cas and apologized to the people before running off into the hall. He ran into Alice on the way out and they heard a crash before they could manage to utter a word to each other. Their eyes widened and went to see what the commotion was. In the animal exhibit, a brown bear was knocked over. Sam knew exactly who did it. "Damn it, Dean, why do you always have to do this?" Sam nearly pulled his hair out, but remained calm.

"Help! I'm stuck!" Dean shouted. Alice grabbed Castiel from Sam and put him in her purse with Angel to keep her company.

Sam groaned and rolled the stuffed bear over. Dean was stuck inside of its mouth and smiled at Sam shyly. "Come here." He reached his hand into the mouth of the bear, almost making it look like he was force feeding him a kitten, and grabbed a hold of Dean.

"Hey, hey! Be gentle. Fur like this doesn't come by easy, you know," Dean snorted.

Sam pulled Dean out successfully and put Dean back into the purse. Sam and Alice made a dash for the exit, but a security guard caught them before they could escape. Alice knew where this type of situation was headed and snapped up some money. She paid the security guard for the damages, two hundred dollars total, and they rushed out before they charged them for everything. Sam's face was red and filled with so much anger. Alice hadn't seen that before and seemed somewhat frightened. He was the kind of person you did not want to hang out with while they were in a bad mood. He remained like that for the first five minutes of the car ride until one of the kittens spoke up.

"I sense awkwardness," Cas whispered to Alice. She nodded before Sam went on a whole rant.

"I thought you guys knew better. You knew you had to stay with us because you couldn't go off without us. You're kittens for Christ sakes. You could have been seriously injured or possibly killed!" He yelled at the three. "Somebody could've picked you up and taken you. Then what?"

"Well, we would've been catnapped," Dean remarked sarcastically.

"Knee slapper!" Angel laughed and raised her paw, but then realized something. "I don't have knees right now…"

Sam rolled his eyes at the both of them and his lips tightened into a straight line. His forehead was crinkled and he tried so hard to stay mad and not laugh. "We wouldn't have found you. I don't know what I would've done with myself if we hadn't found you when we did."

"Sammy, I'm sorry," Angel apologized.

"Yeah, me too," Dean added.

Cas chimed in, "Me three."

Sam didn't reply and gave them the silent treatment. He focused on driving and exhaled loudly. He didn't take his eyes away from the road as the three of them desperately tried to get into the front seat. They all teamed up to launch each other on top of his head. That was when the song "Broken Glass" by Three Days Grace came onto the radio, and before Dean yelled to change it, they all listened to the lyrics. "All we are is broken glass. Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last. All we are, are empty shells…"

The group quieted down, the kittens got down from their launch pad, and just sat back for a moment listening to the mesmerizing song. They all knew inside they were nothing but empty shells. They went through hell and back, some literally, and it made them think about their lives. They were on the move twenty-four-seven, never really had a place to call home in years, and they were so dependent on each other that it was sickening sometimes. The group managed to be so close for so long without realizing that. In that moment, the pain set in. The pain of a thousand burning suns on their skin. The pain of feeling like they were the most useless, but helpful people on the planet. Sometimes they thought they fucked up more than they helped anyone. Maybe that was the truth. Maybe they were blind to it all along, because they truly thought they saved people more than doing harm. They hunted things. It was the family business. But to what extent did that go? Did they really have to give up everything to satisfy the world and keep it a safer place? Was it really a safer place with monsters like these hunters? These hunters can be ruthless and get twisted around on what's wrong and what's right. Dean saw the fallen look on Angel's face and he knew her pain. He knew exactly what she was feeling because he felt the same way. Useless. Just another soldier in the war to take bullets and names. The awkward tension was thick, thick enough to have difficulty cutting it with a chainsaw. The kittens leaned back against the seat in a huddle together, listening to the song. Alice seemed quiet, but bobbed her head to the beat. Sam didn't have a reaction and just drove back to the motel. The group really was broken on the inside.

When they got back to the motel, Alice and Sam slept in different beds while the three kittens were forced to sleep on the couch. The three of them fought for the same spot until Angel decided to move to the farthest seat away from them on the couch. She curled up into a ball and hummed to herself until she almost fell asleep. She was awakened when something brushed against her skin. Her blue eyes opened to see Dean nuzzled up against her. "What are you doing?" She questioned in disbelief. Five seconds ago they were fighting over the same spot. Now he comes to her when she finally got comfortable?

"I'm cold. Sue me." He got into a comfortable position and knocked out.

She sighed to herself and watched as Cas came up on Dean's other side and lied next to him. He purred softly and drifted to sleep. Angel couldn't believe the nerve of these boys. They would fight over anything if given the chance to. Then again, she settled in with the thought that they were the closest family she's had in a while. Angel closed her eyes and continued to hum her song until she fell sound asleep on the soft couch.

Sam and Alice mixed the ingredients for the potion in a big black pot. They stood in silence, listening to the liquids spark against the dinosaur fragment. Alice watched the kittens sleep on the couch soundly as she smiled to herself. "I wish they would be nice like this all the time."

He scoffed, "You know who you're talking about, right?"

"The most stubborn and argumentative people on the planet, I know." Her eyes lit up. "Then there's Cas, who's super innocent. He gets along with a lot of people."

"Yeah, because he doesn't know that most people are rude and selfish," Sam stated. He put the mixture into a bottle and put a top on it. He handed it to Alice with a smirk on his face. "Let's go find this witch."

"Do you think that she'll turn them back?"

He stiffened at the thought and hesitated. "I don't know. I read that if we get the book and reverse the spell, we won't need her at all. It won't matter if we're trained or not."

Alice raised an eyebrow after huffing. "So the reversal spell isn't online?"

Sam nearly laughed, "If it were that easy, don't you think they'd be back to normal by now?"

She shrugged. "I think you'd leave them like that just to mess with them."

"Oh please, like I would do that. I'm an angel."

She laughed hysterically, wiping away some tears, and coughed up, "An angel? You might eat right and stay fit, but you are anything other than an angel."

"That's a lot of talk from someone who is just like me," he shot back.

"Yeah? Well at least I'm not in denial." She reloaded her gun and put it in its holster.

The car ride there was silent. No one messed around, no one talked, no one could even be heard breathing. Sam pulled up behind an old house. He got the three kittens out of the backseat and put them on the ground. "Stay close, and I mean it this time. I don't need one of you getting killed, especially since you're so fragile," Sam stated sternly. He pointed a finger at each of them and turned to Alice. "Sneak through the front. I'll cover the back."

Alice nodded and went to the front of the house. The house was old and creaky, almost like the one where she met Cas for the first time. The white wooden planks were chipped and the paint was coming off. The nails came unscrewed in certain places and the screen door practically hung on its hinges. She entered the house carefully, her pistol right in front of her each time she moved. The house was quiet, which picked at Alice's nerves. When everything was quiet, that's usually when the action started. She didn't know exactly how powerful the witch was, so her guess was as good as the kittens who hadn't paid any attention in the last day or so. She heard a soft chanting in the next room, so she traced it to its origin. The witch whispered words to herself and put ingredients into a smoking pot. She laughed hysterically and calmed down instantly. Alice pressed the gun against the back of the woman's head. "Move and I'll shoot."

"Go ahead. Shoot me," she agreed. There wasn't a bit of fright in her voice and Alice couldn't detect if she really wanted to die or not.

Alice's blue eyes wandered around the room to find it empty. All that was in there was a few blankets and whatever concoction the woman was making. "Where's the book?"

"What book?"

Alice couldn't see her face, but she did know she was smiling. She pressed the gun against her skull harder, "You know exactly which book I'm talking about."

The dark haired woman simply laughed, "Your friends are better off as kittens. They're not a danger to the world anymore. If anything, it's karma."

"Would you like to see some karma in action?" Alice threatened. She grit her teeth as the words flew out of her mouth, not even on command. Her muscles tightened up and her body shot some adrenaline into her system.

The witch turned around, bending Alice's arm to the side so she'd drop the gun. Her attempt failed. Alice kept her grip on the pistol and hit the witch with the bottom of her left elbow. Where is he? Alice thought as she kicked the witch in the stomach. The woman started chanting a spell and Alice quickly tied the woman's scarf in her mouth and around her head so she couldn't get the words out. They tumbled around for a bit, with Alice wrapping her legs around the woman and latched onto her like a spider monkey to a tree. She couldn't let her get the rest of the spell out. Who knows what she'd do.

Sam rushed into the room and Alice poured the potion onto the witch. The woman screamed in sheer pain as the potion boiled against her skin. Sam took his queue and said the spell. She struggled against Alice's grip the whole time, trying to rip herself away from her jail cell, but it didn't work. When he finished the incantation, the witch's skin turned to blue and then back to its regular color again. Alice kept her hold, but realized that the witch was weaker than what she had been. "Now, where's the book?"

The witch spit out the scarf. "I burned it."

"Damn it…" Sam brushed back his hair with his hands in frustration, nearly pulling it out. He sighed loudly.

Alice bent the woman's arm back. "You're going to change our friends back into their regular human form. Capiche?" When the lady stayed silent, she bent her arm even farther back. She yelped in agonizing pain, and Alice almost enjoyed it. "Got it?"

"Or what?"

Sam's jaw locked in place and fixated his gaze on her. "I'll kill you," he aimed his gun at her head. Alice backed away to block the only other exit in the room.

The lady laughed evilly, "Then you'll never turn them back. What good does that do?"

Alice turned on the safety on her pistol to make it sound like she was getting ready to fire. Something in Alice seemed to take over, some dark essence that wanted the witch to make a move so she could kill her. "We know where your son is. That's why you killed those people, isn't it? You were protecting him." The woman straightened her posture as she tensed up. "It'd be a shame to kill him after all of your effort to keep him safe."

The witch shook for a second and threatened, "If you touch a hair on his head, I will come back to haunt you." She hesitated before saying the spell, turning the three kittens back into their human forms.

Angel got behind Sam as a reflex to cover herself from everyone's vision. Alice's eyes widened as she realized all three of them were naked. Her eyes wandered over to Castiel and she couldn't help herself but to admire his body. Her will power wasn't strong enough to overpower the need to look at him. Alice's heart beat faster and her mind raced with scenarios that made her whole body tingle. Dean saw that the witch was looking at him. He smirked, showing off some of his white teeth, and opened his arms, revealing himself proudly. Sam took off his jacket and gave it to Angel without turning around. He didn't want to look at her and make everything awkward for everyone else. Angel zipped up the jacket and noticed it was twice her size, making it big around her body long enough to cover everything.

The witch tore her gaze off of him and made a move to attack Alice. Sam fired his weapon before she could sock her in the face, and her body fell to the floor. The expression on his face was straight and didn't reveal anything. The look in his eyes didn't hold any remorse at all and his nose twitched slightly. Alice glimpsed at him with wide blue eyes and her mouth hung agape. "She was going to kill you. I had to," Sam declared in a monotone voice.

Angel's eyes flickered over to Dean and Cas and she shielded her eyes. Dean was still wide open. "Really dude?"

"You should enjoy the view. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity," he stated and walked over to grab a blanket. He threw Cas a blanket before he wrapped one around himself.

Angel stretched her arms out and cracked her neck. She sighed in content, "You don't know how good this actually feels!"

"I don't know about you, but when we get back to the motel, I'm leaving. I need to go out to a bar and appreciate having my body back," Dean winked at Angel. She scoffed and looked back at Sammy.

Cas waved his hand in front of Alice's face, "Alice?" When she didn't respond, he kissed her on the lips gently. She immediately snapped to attention and pulled him in for a long kiss.

Angel smiled sweetly, feeling especially joyful for Alice in her new love life. Who better to take care of her sister than an angel? Dean tensed up and narrowed his eyes at them. "Really? Don't we have enough lovey-dovey moments with these two old fogies?" He pointed at Angel and Sam.

"Old fogies? He's your younger brother. I'm also pretty sure I'm a year younger than you are," Angel pointed out.

Sam wrapped his arm around Angel and pulled her close, "Yeah, so technically you're older than us. Don't be a jerk."

"Well, don't be a bitch and I won't," Dean shot back.

Angel noticed he was getting angry for some unknown reason. They were just joking around and he started it. Maybe there was something bothering him that he hadn't told anyone. She was sure Sam would have told her if anything was wrong with him. She knew what he was going through most of the time. She was the female version of him, give or take some qualities. Dean walked outside to the Impala and started it up. Everyone followed suit and got into the car. Alice was in the middle of Dean and Cas while Angel was next to Sam in the back. After a few minutes of awkward silence and giggles, the song "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred came on the radio. Dean chuckled to himself manically and started to sing along. As he sang with his deep voice, he jokingly started stripping himself of his blanket, the only article of clothing that covered him.

Alice freaked out and yelled, "Noooooooo!" Her fingers frantically jabbed at the buttons to change the station.

"Hey!" He yelled and changed the station back. "House rules: driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole."

Alice shrugged and pursed her lips. "Well, sorry, you were the one being the stripper here. You ruined it."

Dean laughed deeply to where he shook in his seat. Everyone else joined his laughing spree because of how much he was laughing and it all cycled from there. Soon enough, Dean pulled into a Fatburger drive-thru.

"What are you doing? We're practically naked!" Angel yelled at him.

He turned to her and scowled, "I'm hungry." Angel freaked out and nearly smacked the back of his head, but he watched her intently. "We just got our bodies back. I'm getting us some food. You better enjoy it, I don't do this often." Dean ordered the food for the whole group and squirmed around in his seat uncomfortably. The man at the window handing Dean the food became wide eyed as he saw the group. Three of them were half naked and the other two were fully clothed. The man's mouth hung open as his eyes turned to Angel. Sam gave him a dirty look and told Dean to take the food and drive away. Dean followed his order.