"I don't believe it, you two come barging in here demanding if I sold my soul, yet fail to ask the same question to Mia when she's been just as distraught over Dean's death." Sam asked annoyed and worried at the same time. "Speaking of, I'm surprised she's not attached to your side Dean." Sam threw back.

"How would you know how the girl has been? You left her high and dry the day after she came back." Bobby retorted.

Dean stood there frozen, "Dean?" Sam asked ignoring Bobby's remark.

"Come on Dean you really think Mia would go through all this, we told her everything about how you ended up in hell," Bobby asked coming to Mia's defense.

Dean looked at Bobby, "you said she's been hunting. What all has she learned," Dean asked worriedly.

Bobby's face went white, "Dean I just don't think she would go this far."

Sam looked at Bobby, "you taught Mia hunting?" He asked incredulously.

Dean stood there staring at the floor. Thinking of all things wrong about the idea Sam put in his head. "What I've already told Dean, she didn't give me any choice," Bobby threw back.

Sam laughed at that, "seriously a little 5 nothing brunette from Chicago gave you no choice?"

Bobby glared at him. "Shut up smart ass," Bobby added.

"Will you two stop, Bobby give me your cell," Dean demanded.

Bobby fished for his cell in his pocket and handed it to Dean. Dean started to scroll through Bobby's contacts and landed on Mia's name. He pressed the call button. It rang. For what seemed forever. "Come on Mia," Dean stated mostly to himself as it went to voicemail. He hit the call button a second time and it started ringing again.

"Bobby?" Mia's voice came through the line a little out of breath.

Dean raised an eyebrow at that, "I thought I told you to keep your phone on you?" Dean asked. "Where are you?"

She huffed at that, "seriously, hello to you too. In my room, where I left my phone. I was in Bobby's study."

Dean sighed, "Mia be honest with me, you didn't make any deals with demons lately did you?"

She laughed at that, which made Dean more anxious, "what? Are you serious?"

"Mia that wasn't a yes or no, just tell me the truth so help me god if you did..." Dean rambled off as both Bobby and Sam looked at him worriedly.

"No! I didn't. I can't say that I didn't think about it. But no I didn't Dean, I swear." Mia started.

She heard Dean sigh in relief through the phone. "Did you find Sam?" She asked.

"Yeah, we did, he's safe," Dean replied.

"Oh thank god, why didn't you say that from the beginning instead of yell at me," she demanded.

He chuckled at that. "Blame Sam he made me panic," he replied earning Sam's bitch face. Bobby smirked at them.

"Are you guys coming back soon?" Mia asked softly.

"Yeah as soon as we see this psychic friend of Bobby's. He thinks she might be able to find an answer as to how we are both back," Dean answered.

"Dean about that," she started which caught him off guard. He glanced at Bobby and Sam. "Those dreams I was having, the man in them, he said he was a..." She stopped and took a breath.

"He said what Mia," Dean asked.

She sighed, "this is going to sound crazy, he claimed to be an angel."

Dean scoffed at that, "Mia they were dreams."

"Yeah but Dean, he said he was going to bring you back and he brought me back too, he said," she replied annoyed at his reaction.

Dean shook his head, "no there's gotta be some other reason or thing. Mia there's no such things as angels." Dean shot back a little heated. "Will see you when we get back, stay put and answer your phone first ring," Dean replied ending the call on Mia.

She stood there looking her phone in awe. He didn't believe her. Of course he didn't but it all sounded crazy. He never had hung up on her before.

…

Bobby made arrangements to meet up with Pamela. Dean was skeptical, but if Bobby trusted her then he would give her a shot. "Mia should be here," Sam said. Catching Dean off guard.

"Sam you left Mia behind," Dean started and was cut off by Sam as they pulled up behind Bobby in front of an unfamiliar house.

"I left to find a way to bring you back, but everything came to a bust," Sam argued.

Dean scoffed at that, "thank god for that. My death wasn't going to mean nothing." Sam and Dean climbed out of the Impala after turning off the ignition. "By the way you were supposed to take care of my baby, not douche her up."

Sam laughed, "it's called an iPod adaptor."

"Yeah well it's wrong," Dean retorted. As they climbed the steps of the front porch behind Bobby. Sam just shook his head with a laugh.

Just then door popped open after Bobby knocked. "Bobby!" A small brunette flings open the door in excitement at seeing Bobby.

She grabs Bobby into a big hug slightly lifting him off the ground. She gently let him go."You're a sight for sore eyes," Bobby spoke up. Sam and Dean shared a look of amusement at their interaction.

She laughed at that with a huge smile. Taking a step back she looked between the boys, "so, these the boys?"

Bobby grinned at that, "Sam, Dean, this is Pamela Barnes, the best damn psychic in the state.