The air quickly turned cool and Mirai found herself almost chilled lying on the hood of the car. She knew she should go in but it was hard to pull away from the beauty, of the stars, the stories, and the feeling of not being alone. It had been so many years since she had felt this comfortable around a group of people. The Hatali must have gotten cold as well. He finished up his story about the star people and motioned them all back into the house. Marlene pulled Mirai into the back bedroom.

"Here, you and I can sleep here. I won't hold with unmarried people carrying on in this house," she huffed.

"Oh, well, I am not with any of them in that way but it's okay, I would rather not have to sleep on the sofa or floor anyway," answered Mirai. The small room was filled with books. They were stacked on the dresser, between the two beds and filled the closet. most of them were science fiction or westerns. The room was quiet and warm and Mirai found herself asleep shortly after laying down.

The rest of the crew ended up in blankets and sleeping bags on the floor. Garth got t he dubious honor of sleeping on the couch while Sani settled into the master bedroom. Soon the house had settled into a quiet lull.

Dean had curled up next to the door figuring he would be the best able to stop anything that might come through. He woke to the most god awful sound he had ever heard. He jumped up and yanked the door open knife in one hand gun in the other only to come face to face with three roosters crowing on the front porch. The chuckling coming from the back room told him that at least one person had seen his reaction. He closed the door and turned to face Sani, chuckling near the kitchen. He set down his weapons, pulled on his pants and holstered the pistol. The knife he slid back into its sheath and strapped it on as well. No one else appeared to be awake so at least it was only the old man who witnessed his jumpiness.

"They are mean little creatures but effective alarm clocks," smiled the old man as he began to put coffee on to boil. It had been years since Dean had seen anyone use a percolator to make coffee. He joined the old man at the kitchen table and they sat in companionable silence while the coffee brewed. One by one they were joined by the others. Marlene came out, grabbed a cup of coffee and informed Eugene it was his job to feed everyone breakfast. He grumbled a bit and then headed to the fridge to put together a simple breakfast of pancakes, eggs and bacon. Everyone seemed pretty quiet and mellow until they finished up breakfast. The food energized them for the day. Mirai ate nervously and little, she was dreading what would come and was worried the creature might even attack here. She could also see that Garth was still a little sad that he would have to leave after breakfast. She offered to walk him to his car.

"Lanie, I would stay and help if they would let me," smiled Garth on their way out into the morning.

"I know that Garth, you've always been a good friend in addition to being a good customer. You can still help, that monster could be following us and might attack either at Slackers or somewhere in between. It can't be killed with normal weapons but it can be hurt. Keep your eyes open out there and be safe," she smiled up at him. He brightened visibly at the thought that he still might be useful and drove away with a smile on his face.

"Well done," came Eugene's voice behind Mirai as she watched Garth drive away. "He was pretty upset to be sent away last night. He really cares about you."

"I know, but Garth needs someone who can give more back to him than I can. He will find the right woman some day and it'll change his life," Mirai responded as she headed back towards the house. Eugene headed over to the sheds to feed the animals shaking his head slightly.

Mirai stepped inside to find the men packing up their stuff and getting ready to head out.

"Young lady, you need to pack up whatever you need and get ready to go. We have a long day ahead of us," smiled Sani to soften the harsh words.

Silently she headed to the back room to grab her stuff. It only took her a few moments as most of what she needed was out in the car. Once she was ready, they all followed Sani out to the backyard. He led them to a king cab dodge that looked like it had been wrecked a few times. It was covered in dried mud and dust. The doors creaked open and the springs groaned as the five of them climbed in. The engine sounded fairly good as it fired up though so Dean relaxed a little as he eased it into gear. He was surprised the old man had simply handed him the keys but also thankful. He felt better when he was driving. He stopped next to the GTO and Lanie began to move some of her gear into the back of the truck. He was shocked at the amount of stuff she had managed to put into that car as she pulled out several hammers, some rasps, jars and boxes with various powders and liquids in them. Once she had everything set to go they headed off. The radio was blaring Johnny Cash as they drove through the small community that looked like it stepped out of a third-world country. A few minutes later they were bouncing up a dusty dirt road towards the mountain northwest of town. Mirai turned down the radio so she could explain what they were about to do.

They would need to go through a purification ceremony first. After that they would hike further up the mountain and cut 11 lengths of wood, well at least two of them would cut the spears and form them. Mirai would go with the Hatali to gather the plants and other items they would need, including water from a spring nearer the top of the mountain. She would then finish the spears including cast iron tips. One final ceremony would finish blessing the spears and then one of the boys would get to kill the monster. Three days and they should be done. Hopefully they could keep away from the creature that long.

At the top of the road, Sam and Cas were put to work starting a fire in a sweat hut. Once the fire was going strong, Sani started to undress, "The rest of you need to strip as well. We will stop at undergarments. Normally we would not include a woman in this but Mirai is a special case. Since we will be mixed, I would prefer not to have all of us completely naked."

Dean smiled at Mirai as he stripped his clothes off. Castiel seemed hesitant.

"What's a matter Cas?"

"Humans are usually hesitant to strip down like this. Are you sure I should?"

"Yes Cas,this is a special situation, they have different rules here."

Once they were down to just underwear, Sam avoided looking directly at any of the others, especially Mirai. Dean on the other hand was more than willing to enjoy the view of Mirai in her bra and underwear. Sam leaned over to him and whispered "really Dean, 10 hours ago you wanted to shoot her." "Come on Sam, It's been awhile." "yeah San Francisco and the roomate?" Sani motioned them into the sweat lodge as the others had already entered. The room was very small, and very hot. The sweat began pouring off them as soon as he pulled the cover over the entrance. the room was dimly lit by the embers of the fire.

"There is spring water to drink, you will want to drink often to help purify your body. If it gets to be too much, let me know, we can step out. I will sing, you will dream. Sam, you must add cedar to fire anytime it dies down. Dean you will switch off with him. Lanie, you need to sit next to me. You will need to give me water regularly and check my pulse. If I start to pass out, you can give me sugar water. We have 18 hours before dawn. My nephews are on the way to keep watch over us. This is sacred to our people it should keep the Yee Naldissshii out but just in case they will chase it away.

The first hour seemed to last forever. The smell of the cedar was overpowering and the heat was making Dean sleepy. He drank the water Cas handed him wishing he had a cold beer instead. Three hours in, he took his turn adding cedar to the fire. The old man was singing in some odd language that made no sense to Dean but seemed just on the edge of logic. Five hours in, he felt a sense of quiet and peace it seemed like no one else was in the hut. The singing was distant. He stared out the window gazing at the stars for 10 minutes before he realized there was no window in this hut and the stars shouldn't be out yet anyway. Time seemed to have moved away from him. The stars reformed and coalesced into eyes and then into nothing. He could hear voices just out of his range of hearing. They were soft and low, they almost sounded like his parents used to when they would argue at night. Keeping it low so it wouldn't wake the baby or bother him. He could just make out a few words here and there, enough to know they were angry, tired and arguing over him. "You are too harsh on him, he's a boy..."Yes but he will need to be a man one day. " Shhh you will wake the baby." "Dean... dean, I know you are awake, go back to bed. It's okay, it will all be okay. We love you and i know you will always be there to take care of you baby brother. " Dean could almost feel his mother's arms around him and then he was back in the tent with Cas handing him the mug of water again.

Sam yanked his dripping wet hair out of his again, put another branch of cedar on the fire and settled back into his spot next to the fire. He leaned back against the wall and took another long drink. The smoke filled the hut and made him cough slightly. He put the bottle to his lips again and almost choked when he saw Jessica across the fire. "Jess?...Oh God, Jess."

"It's okay honey. I know you tried to protect me. I wanted you to know I still love you and I believe in you. You will be stronger for this but you need to let me go." She was crying but smiling at him as well. He started to move towards her when strong hands pulled him back . He was still kicking and fighting as Cas, dragged him back away from the fire. He blinked the sweat out of his eyes and Jess was gone. Cas relaxed his grip as soon as Sam came back to himself and settled back against the wall, watching and wondering why he was here. This would mean nothing to him but the old man had insisted.

Mirai kept a close eye on the Hatali, handing him water and checking his breathing and pulse. The heat didn't seem to bother her. The sweat dripped down off her hair and ran down her body but she seemed to ignore it. Every so often she would stare at the fire. Shrinking back whenever more wood was added and it flared higher. Mirai tried to ignore the heat, the smoke, the smell. Last time she did this she had seen things she didn't want to remember. This time she was determined it wouldn't happen fire was harder to ignore. Every time one of the boys threw branches on it, the flare up would draw her eyes, spook her a little.

Dean took his turn and threw a few more branches on the fire, wondering how much longer he would have to suffer this heat and the smoke. Some of the branches were twined with Sage and he found himself thinking of the last Thanksgiving he had shared with his mother. He could barely remember it but something about the sage reminded him of the stuffing and the turkey. He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them he found himself back home. There was the table they used to eat at. On top of it was pie, pumpkin pie, apple pie, cherry pie, even blueberry. He moved closer to the table and that's when he saw her, his mother sitting at one of the chairs smiling at him. Just behind her, with one hand resting on her shoulder was his Dad. Everything was right and perfect and he immediately distrusted it. "Dean, honey, it's not time yet. You have things to do, let this go," came him mother's beautiful voice. He reached out to touch her and she along with everything else dissolved into smoke. Instead there was the old man, staring at him.

"You are facing a very dark path. You will either learn to control your rage or it will devour you. You must prepare young man, you must be strong, and you must also remember that no-one is beyond redemption if they truly seek it. Your love is your downfall and your only hope. Be strong."

He awoke moments later as Sam laid him down outside the tent. There were several Navajo men waiting that brought him water while others ushered Sam back inside. It was dark out in the way it gets just before dawn.

Sam settled back into the heat, refreshed by his brief trip out into the cool morning air. He couldn't believe how long they had been in there already. He put another branch on, rested against the pile of branches and was soon drifting away again.

"okay, you big oaf, get up, get moving," came Ellen's voice. He jerked awake, there was no way it could be Ellen but there she was standing right in front of the fire.

"Listen to me young man, your brother is facing something huge and you need to be ready to help him. You need to be able to love him. You need to remember..." her voice trailed off and he realized he was being carried out of the tent by Cas. Cas handed him off to the nephews who laid him down next to his brother and then entered the tent again. The heat didn't bother Cas, and his body would only sweat if he chose to allow it. He still wasn't sure why he was here but the old man insisted he remain.

Now that the two brothers were both gone, Mirai hoped the fire would just die down. Instead,she saw Cas reach a branch onto it. He didn't seem to be affected by the heat at all. He did however lay the wood in such a way that it didn't flare up and instead began to smolder slowly. She stared across the fire at the blue eyed angel, wondering what he was really doing with the Winchesters. She never really trusted angels and had always thought they were hiding something. Cas had his head cocked to one side, watching the Hatali as he patiently placed branches on the fire. His expression was blank. the glow of the embers lit his face softly and cast his shadow against the north wall of the hut. She could see his profile and the faintest impression of wings, they were huge and seemed to unfurl back behind him. She could just see them outlined against the desert sky. The sun was beginning to rise and the soft pink glow on the horizon colored the silver grey of his wings to a soft blush of color. The wings seemed to move slightly in a breeze she couldn't feel and then just as suddenly they were gone, curled in on themselves and Cas was just a man sitting across the fire from her. She shook her head,realizing that she couldn't have seen those, and that inside the hut there was no way to see the sunrise like that. She looked into the fire a moment instead and felt the rest of room fall away again. She expected to see her father die again and cringed waiting. Instead, she saw a woman, dark haired, heavy set, wearing an old camouflage jacket over a dirty t-shirt and jeans. She was carrying something wrapped in an old blanket. Mirai leaned closer wondering what was in the blanket, the woman held it so carefully, and was humming. Mirai stepped forward a step and recognized the song as the woman began to softly sing, It took her a moment to realize it a song called Girl in the War, it was on the Josh Ritter album she had picked up at pastor John's suggestion. The woman stopped singing right after the part of how if the angels couldn't help the girl they could go to hell.

Mirai realized it was a baby in that blanket. The woman set the baby down outside the door to a fire station. She leaned over the baby, "There's my little miracle girl, Mirai. You will be safer this way. You can have a normal life." Mirai realized the baby was her. The woman kissed the baby on the top of her head and walked away. On her way out, she walked right up to Mirai, she raised her hand up to Mirai's face. "Oh, Mija, you turned out right beautiful my little one. My little Mirai you are perfect. I wanted to save you from this life but I guess it was in your blood and there was no saving you from it. You are doing good my little miracle. I loved you, I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you, but I was right you were safer without me."

Mirai felt the ghost of a touch from her mother as she faded into the smoke. Castiel began to carry her out of the door just as the sun crested the mountain. He realized this is why the old man wanted him to stay.

Sani's voice was rough from singing all night as he stepped out of the lodge. "Okay, all of you into the pond. You need to finish cleaning up."

Dean let out a yowl as he hit the ice cold water. Sam did the same a short bit later. Cas walked into the pond with Mirai still in his arms. He used a touch of his grace to warm the water slightly for her.

She looked up at him, "I saw your wings, they are so beautiful," she smiled up at him.

He looked a little discomfited by the statement but held on to her until she found her footing in the little pond. Once they were rinsed off and determined to be clean by the Hatali, they stepped out into the cool mountain air to dry off and get dressed. Mirai seemed completely at ease being nearly nude in front of them but she also seemed to be a little out of it still. Sam however dressed very quickly, uncomfortable in front of all the others around them. The ld man had 10 nephews and they all laughed and made some kind of comment about biliganas. He towered over all of them, feeling like Gulliver in the land of Lilliput. Dean was quieter than normal. Whatever he had seen in the sweat lodge obviously bothered him.

"Now we are purified and ready to work" smiled Sani. "If you chose, you can talk about your dreams but you do not have to share them. They were gifts, treasure them and learn from them. Now we need to hike up to the spring head and cut some tree branches. My nephews will set up around the base of the mountain to slow the creature. It is tracking you girl and it will find you."

The group gathered up the last of their items and started to hike up the mountain.

"What about breakfast?" grumbled Dean as he followed his brother up a trail. "Don't we get to eat?"

"We will eat after the branches are cut and the spears are hewn."

"Great, up all night, freezing cold dip in a pond, and now no breakfast."

"The Big Bad Dean Winchester is really whiny. Hmmm" laughed Mirai. Picking at Dean was easier then facing what had been revealed the night before.

"Hey, what was it you were telling Cas this morning. Did you really see his wings?"

"Yes, I think, in the smoke and the heat, I saw him with wings. Come on, between the heat and the peyote, I am sure we all saw a lot of things."

"Peyote? He drugged us?"

"Sure, of course he did. Slipped it into that water you were drinking. Why? Don't you enjoy tripping?"

"Shush girl, there was no peyote involved, quit picking on the biliganna!" snapped Sani.

The rest of the hike was finished in silence other than Dean's feet stomping on the ground. Mirai was surprised, she had expected Sam to make more noise but he seemed more at ease in the woods than his brother.

The head of the spring was a small trickle of water that eventually fed the pool they had bathed in. Dean's stomach was growling and his temper was growing by the minute as the old man led them from tree to tree pointing out which branches to cut. Sam and Dean were put to work with axes cutting the branches and then forming them into basic spear shapes. While they were wandering tree to tree, Mirai and Sani went out foraging for the rest of the plants and herbs they would need. By mid afternoon, Sam and Dean had cut over half the spears and Mirai was working on the iron tips with Castiel helping to stoke up a small forge. This place had obviously been used for this before. Sani was busy grinding the herbs and other items in a small mortar. He would sing in that odd language periodically. Once the heads were forged and quenched in the spring water Mirai would slowly heat them, hammer them on an anvil then heat again. As she finished a spear head she would bring it over to Sani and quench it in the mixture then go back and start another. Dean found himself watching her every chance he had. He had never seen anyone create things like this,especially not a girl.

After he and Sam had roughed out the wooden portion of the spears, Mirai took hold of them and finished them up. In her hands, the roughed out wood and metal spear heads became beautiful finished weapons. She stacked them one by one next to the spring while Sani gave the others some sandwiches and coffee. Once Mirai finished up the final spear she collapsed next to the spring. Dean and Sam rushed to her side, but the old man stopped them. He covered her with a colorful wool blanket and sat by her side while she slept. "She needs to rest but she will be fine. Tomorrow we will finish the blessings. I need you to take turns watching the camp. The creature will attack tonight. I will create a protective circle but it will only be large enough for the girl. I will be exposed while I maintain the circle. You must protect her at all costs. She can finish the blessing if something happens to me, " he proceeded to pour a mixture of salt and iron filings around Mirai. He added several other items the boys did not recognize then sat down and began chanting.

Dean sent Sam to bed and stayed up to take watch. Castiel would walk the perimeter as he required no sleep.

The night sky was stunning in its clarity. It looked as though you could reach up and pick a star out of the sky. Dean was about to wake Sammy when he heard Castiel cry out. It gave him moments to prepare just before the creature burst into the clearing. He had knife and gun at the ready even as he yelled for Sam to wake up. The creature leaped over the fire at him and he had just enough time to get one shot off into it's chest as it knocked him over. Sam leaped between it and the Hatali smashing his blade into it's neck and knocking it sideways. Castiel was suddenly there, slamming it further away from the sleeping girl and her medicine man. Dean unloaded the rest of his clip into the creatures body. Sam was ready to hit it again with the knife when it disappeared.

"Damn, I hit it with 14 bullets, you both stabbed it, and it was still ready to go. I really hope that spear works on it. I don't think I want to deal with it again." cursed Dean as he nursed the ribs he was sure were cracked.

Sam took over watch, just in case and let Dean take a rest. Dean slept lightly, the sound of the old man chanting, brought back memories of the dream he had in the sweat lodge. The rest of the night passed quietly. Sam put together a breakfast for all of them. Mirai woke starved and craving caffeine. "Hey, is that bacon I smell and coffee. I think I am in love," she smiled as she took the plate and mug Sam offered her.

"Wow, you're easy," laughed Sam. "Oh, not in love with you, in love with the bacon," she spoke around a big bite of the heavenly bacon. "What's with Sani?" she asked nodding over at the now sleeping man.

"He stayed up all night casting some kind of protective spell over you. You were out cold, you didn't even stir when that thing attacked last night," answered Sam.

"Damn, is everyone okay? Where's Cas?"

"Well, Dean's a little banged up, Cas is checking on the guys that were supposed to be watching at the base of the mountain but overall, I think we are all okay. Can those spears really kill one of these?" he pointed at the stack of spears.

"Yes, it's the only thing that can. Or at least they will when they are done. Here, I have some pain killers in my bag for Dean, it sounds like he is in pain over there."

Mirai handed Sam the bottle after taking some herself. Her ribs were still painful with every move although the pain killers did a good job of masking the pain. Dean was moaning lightly in his sleep. He woke with a start and sat up too quickly for his banged up ribs. He started to let out a yelp when he noticed his kid brother watching him with concern. Old instincts kicked in and he choked off the yelp as he layed back down for a moment.

"Hey, is that bacon I smell. Please tell me you didn't let Sam cook, he always burns the bacon," he teased his brother to cover up his own pain. Mirai sat down next to him with a mug of steaming coffee in one hand while Sam placed the bottle of painkillers in the other.

"Here, you big goof, take these, I understand you and your brother protected us from that thing last night."

She finished up her breakfast and walked over to the spears.

"I need to finish these, the creature is very strong and getting stronger," She gathered them up and headed to the hillside above the spring. There was a small cave that she entered. They could hear further chanting and the sounds of dancing from the cave entrance but could not enter the cave itself. Sani woke up a few hours later just as Mirai came stumbling out of the cave. She was exhausted but exhilarated as she handed the stack of spears to the Hatali. He smiled broadly and handed one of them to Dean and wrapped the others together in an old blanket. He nodded to Sam, "Carry her to my truck. We are done here."

Mirai tried to protest but her exhausted legs gave way just as Sam reached out to catch her up. He carried her down the trail to the beat up old truck.

Mirai struggled at first then settled back into his arms. It was strange to be dependent on two men who were basically strangers. It was even stranger that she felt so comfortable with them. They were rounding the last corner of the trail on the way to the truck when a young man ran up. "Hey what did you do to her, put her down or I'll shoot," he shouted pointing a revolver at Sam.

"Hey, Nova, it's okay, these are my friends, put the stupid gun down," returned Mirai recognizing the young man from outside the church in Tucson.

Dean kept his own gun trained on the young man until he had put the pistol away.

"I came to help you. The yee naldeshii is still after you. I told you to go someplace safe. Why didn't you?" the young man was very upset.

"Who are you?" Dean and Mirai asked in stereo.

"Grandson!" smiled the Hatali who ran up and hugged the young man. "You are alive, I thought for sure it had killed you since you weren't with her or did you not find her at all?"

"Grandfather, I found her but she had me arrested in Tucson. I tried to warn her like you asked but she ignored me. She is as stubborn as you said she would be. I can still sense the creature. It is coming to attack soon. It's very angry."

"Grandson?" asked Dean and Mirai in stereo again. She found herself grinning up at Sam as he finally set her down on the tailgate of the old truck. "Thanks big guy" she said before turning to the Hatali. "You had him track me down? How did he find me? How did he track me? Was this all your plan to begin with? Who are you, really?" She might be paranoid but something was off on this.

"I told you who I am. He is my grandson Natal and yes I sent him after you. He had a vision two months ago about you and that creature. I knew you were in danger and couldn't allow that. You are the daughter of my clan-sister. That is a strong bond, an important family tie. He followed you through his visions. He is a very powerful seer. My only plan was to do what I could to protect you and help you."

"You didn't do enough old man," came a low pitched voice from the other side of the all turned to see a young Navajo man wearing what looked like a mountain lion skin that was still dripping blood. "I have found my final spirit animal and now she and all the rest of you are dead," he half-growled as he pulled the lion head over his own. In a split second the change was complete and the creature, now a mountain lion instead of a timber wolf leaped into the bed of the truck. Natal grabbed Mirai and pulled her off the truck as the lions claws scraped her back. She rolled half under the truck, cursing in pain. Natal took the brunt of the attack with the creatures weight driving him to the ground, long claws ripping into his gut and face as it spun to get under the truck. Sam had pulled his gun and was shooting it, emptying the clip into it's side had no effect. Dean leaped toward the creature spear at the ready as it scrambled under the truck after Mirai, he could hear her curses as she rolled further under the truck. The creature's size was working against it as it strained to get under the rear axle. Dean drove the spear into it's spine. It let out an inhuman scream as Dean drove the spear through the spine into the ground below. Sam meanwhile was pulling Mirai out from the front of the truck and shoving her behind him waiting for the the thing to break free. Instead, it shifted back to human form, pinned to the ground under Dean it let out a sob reaching his hands out to Mirai, "You killed my father, you whore, you need to die'" he choked out the last few words and died.

"That's all it took, a stupid spear and it's dead? But it didn't flame out, why is the body still here?" muttered Dean as he stood up to take stock of things.

"It's still here because that's the man that is left, the evil took him over but there were still bits of humanity left," the Hatali answered as he leaned over to close the man's eyes.

"This was once a well loved man in this town. He will be missed."

The old man turned to his grandson who lay bleeding in the dusty road behind the truck, "Natal, you shouldn't have, you should have run, my grandson." The old man knelt beside the boy and began to weep. He held Natal's hand and didn't notice the shadow that suddenly covered his grandson's body. Cas leaned down and touched the young man's forehead. "This may hurt some, do you trust me? Can you relax and let me help?" he asked the young boy who barely nodded his head, he was almost gone. Light streamed around Cas and into the young man who let out a brief scream before passing out. Sam had picked up Mirai again and was standing over the two when Cas raised his head and smiled. He will live, he still needs to get the hospital but he will live. Mirai reached out to just left of the angel, "Your wings, Cas, they shine so beautiful in the sun, are they as soft as the sunlight?" she asked half aware as the blood loss from her wounds made her weak. Cas took her from Sam's arms, stronger than he appeared he held her gently and wrapped his wings around her sending his grace in to heal her wounds.

"Wings? Why don't Sam and I get to see your wings?" asked Dean

"No human should be able to see them. The sight of angels in their true from is normally death to your kind," he responded in that serious quiet gravelly tone of his as he finished healing Mirai. "I don't know that she sees my real wings but I think she sees the ideal of them somehow. Here Dean, you take her now, protect her, she needs to sleep and she will only do that if you are watching over her. I don't know why but she feels safe with you two so take her someplace safe and let her sleep." Cas smiled up at Dean and with a blink he was gone.

"Come, I have a Hogan not far from here, they can both rest there until we can get the ambulance to come," grunted the Hatali as he struggled to rise from the ground. Sam helped him up then lifted his grandson to the back of the truck. Dean held Mirai in the cab of the truck, stroking her hair gently as she curled into his arms. Sam drove them down the hill relieved to see all of the nephews alive if injured, waiting at the base of the mountain. He followed the old man's directions and pulled up outside of an six sided building. From the outside it looked like something that had been built in the prehistoric era but inside it was actually very comfortable. There was a queen sized bed on one side and a small sofa on the other side. Sam put Natal down on the sofa careful to not bang his head or any other area that might be hurt. The Hatali covered his son with a Pendleton wool blanket and sat in a chair near the sofa. He made a quick call for medical aid but it would take them hours to get to the remote cabin. Dean carried Mirai to the bed and removed her boots. He wrapped a sheet around her then kicked off his own boots and climbed into the bed next to her gently laying an arm over her he covered them both with the comforter on the bed. Seeing the incredulous look Sam gave him, he smiled "Hey Cas said she felt safe with me watching over her, so I am watching over her. Plus I didn't really sleep, that hallucination from the sweat lodge kept coming back. After everything, I think she just needs someone to hold her for a while, like a sister not what you are thinking."

"Yeah, what did you see in your dream?" asked Sam as he settled onto a chair near the bed.

"Mom and Dad arguing about me. She held me and told me to keep an eye on you. I don't know why it bothered me so much but I guess, I just feel like I failed them somehow. I haven't really done a very good job caring for you. What about you? what did you see?" Dean told his brother another half truth.

"Jess, she told me to move on, to let her go. I still miss her after everything, Ruby, Hell, well everything, I still miss Jess. Dean, it wasn't your fault and you have always been there for me. You can't be expected to be able to face all of this alone you know," Sam responded with his own half truth.

"Crap, we just had a chick flick moment didn't we?" smiled Dean tired of all this emotional bull, he turned away from Sam and pulled Mirai in closer, loving the smell of cedar and sage in her hair as he slid away to sleep himself.

"Don't worry big brother, I won't tell the whole world you had a girly moment, and I will keep watch on you this time" smiled Sam as he settled back into the arm chair watching the door.