Okay I wanted to get at least add one more chapter out before I left this month. I might try and have another one up by next week. Once again this is pretty much dialogue heavy, but it's worth it, I promise. This chapter will also be adding in another background that isn't really a part of the story; just a part of Andy's history. Kripke owns Sam, Dean, Castiel, and Bobby; I just have fun throwing more chaos by adding a son. Have fun

"So here to another one biting the dust and Winchester trio; albeit with a new generation." Dean raises his beer bottle. Sam and Andy click theirs against Sam's and they all take a sip as the three men sit in a back booth at a small dive bar.

Andy just nods his head as he lowers his bottle. "It was great to be back working on a new case. I haven't been on a normal ghost since…," Andy's voice dies out.

"Complication?" Sam offers out. Andy gives a small head nod. "None of which you are will to share?"

"Sam," Dean's voice is edged with a warning.

Sam ignores him. "You still haven't told us anything about what happened to you. You're keeping a whole life of secrets from us."

Andy looks meaningfully at Sam. "Everyone has secrets, Sam. I'm sure you understand that."

Dean watches Andy take a sip of his beer as Sam tense up at the comment. "Something you two want to share?" he asks in curiosity.

Andy gives Sam a pointed look. Don't even try me Sam! "It's nothing Dad; don't worry about it."

Dean is about to open his mouth, but Metallica's Enter Sandman disrupts him. He gives Sam and Andy a look as he pulls out his cell and flips it open. "Hello… Hey Bobby… Nothing; finished up a case …Outside Red Bud, Illinois. Why…? You're in Missouri; outside St. Louis… No, no there's no problem; it's just, uh, we've already got a new job lined up and we're trying to make it there by morning…" Sam gives Dean a confused look, but Andy rolls his eyes and just shakes his head; knowing exactly what Dean's doing. "Bobby, why would I lie about a hunt…? No, we're not trying to avoid you; it's just…things have just a little interesting on this last hunt…" Sam figures out what Dean's doing and looks over at Andy, who just arches his eyebrow and tilts his head. Dean lets out a low sigh. "Yeah Bobby; we can meet you at Waterloo in 20 minutes…See you there." Dean closes his phone and runs his hand over his face.

"So you're okay with me helping you; as long as no other hunters know I exist?" Andy speculates as he sets down his empty beer bottle as stares at his dad.

"It's not that simple, Andy," Dean says as he looks over at his son. "I just don't know how Bobby's going to respond to the fact that I have son who's traveled 28 years back in time to help us?"

"I'm pretty much expecting the reaction you two had; disbelief, swearing, so on and so forth," Andy looks over at the bartender. "Can I get another one?"

"Maybe the Dean and I should go," Sam says as the bartender brings Andy another beer. "And maybe Cas could-"

"What? Babysit me while you two see Bobby?" Andy snorts as he pops the cap on his beer. "Not gonna happen."

Sam looks over at Dean, who just shakes his head. "Andy, I just don't think that it a good idea for you to meet Bobby yet. Just give us a chance to explain everything to him" Dean and Sam get out of the booth and Dean throws a couple bills on the table. "Stay here and we'll be back within an hour." The two Winchesters turn to walk away.

"You leave without me and I will melt every single one of the tire off your baby." That stops Dean in his tracks and both he and Sam turn around to see Andy taking a long swig of his beer with a Cheshire cat grin on his face. "I'm willing to stoop that low to get a point across," he says after finishing his sip. Andy stands up and grabs one of the bills Dean left on the table. He walks past his dad and uncle; sticking the money in Dean's jacket pocket. "And just FYI, Bobby already knows what happened last September between you and Mom," Andy finishes as he walks out the door towards the Impala.

Bobby is sitting inside is truck, looking out the window. From his parked truck, he can see the glowing skyline of Waterloo. Hearing the sound of a car engine, he looks to the right and see the Impala pull up beside him. He steps out of his truck as Sam and Dean get out of their car. "I thought you say 20 minutes. 'About ready to go down there and get you two yahoos myself."

"Sorry Bobby, we… had a small disagreement after you called," Dean says as he and Sam lean against the hood of the car.

"Boy what the hell were you talking about on the phone? I've heard you lie better than that bullshit you were-"

"How long have you known about me and Alicia?" Dean's question cuts his rant off. Dean watches as Bobby's face goes into full shock. "Bobby?"

"W-What?" Bobby sputters out.

"How long have you known about what happened between me and Alicia Masters after I got out of the pit?" Dean repeats his question; looking at Bobby expectantly.

"What makes you think I have the slightest idea what you're talking about?" Bobby looks at the two boys incredulously.

Dean looks over at Sam with a half smile. Sam nods his head and taps twice on the Impala's window.

Two seconds later, the back door opens and Andy pops out of the car. "Hey Bobby. Long time; no see."

Bobby just looks at the newcomer. "Who the hell is this?"

"This is Andy," Dean says with a glance at him. "My son."

"You're WHAT!?!?"

"I told you there would be yelling," Andy says as he rests his arms on the roof. "And before you ask; I'm from the January 2038."

Bobby just continues to sputter and stare at Andy; his eyes lingering on the all-too-familiar amulet around his neck. "This… this isn't real. He can't be your son!"

"Yeah, I'm still not fully convinced on all this either, Bobby," Sam agrees as he gets a dirty look from Andy. "But he knows everything about us and his eyes and the amulet; they all add up."

"No this is some demonic crap that they're using to sidetrack you from the damn Apocalypse!" Bobby throws out as he points his finger at Andy.

Andy just smiles as Dean shakes his head. "Castiel-the angel I've told you about-is the one who brought him here."

"Oh and the damn angels have been so helpful," Bobby retorts. "You two can't honestly tell me that you're buying all of this-"

"Deseray Montello," Andy interrupts Bobby.

"Who?" Sam and Dean both ask, turning their head at Andy.

Andy bits back a laugh as he sees Bobby's expression go from outrage to livid. "Ease up, Bobby. Don't strain yourself over me.

"How do you know that name?" Bobby growls as his hand moves towards his back pocket.

"Who is she?" Sam asks again.

"Deseray is Bobby's niece. Right now she'd about 18, or close to," Andy tells him as he crosses his arms in front of him. "She's in the same crazy mythical world my family is."

"Your family? Wait that means…," Dean turns back to Bobby. "Your niece is an Elf?"

"Last time I checked, you didn't seem to have any quarrels about Elves," Bobby counters; to which Dean does a side nod in agreement. "Didn't even know I had a niece 'til two summers ago. Sam had called and told me you two were going to visit one of your old girlfriends. The name sounded familiar so I looked it up. Alicia Masters; AC3 nightclub owner. One of the photos she had up was of all the girls she and her sister had taken in after those murders. I couldn't believe it. Standing right in front of the group was a young girl looking back at me with my big brother's eyes and smile."

"You have an older brother?" Sam asks in surprise.

"Had," Bobby says quietly as he looks back over the city. "He died in a car crash when I was 21."

Dean looks at him curiously. "Bobby, you've been in this business long than we have. Either your brother faked his death or something that wasn't your brother-"

"Whitelighter," Sam said suddenly.

Score one for the Brainiac. Dean looks at Sam. "A what?"

"How do you know about Whitelighters?" Bobby inquires.

"Because, ironically, Sam was the one who got the bed action in San Francisco; not Dad," Andy says with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Plus Sam decided to riding on the 'dark' side of the moon was better than white."

"'Dark side'… are you seriously telling me that you slept with a Darklighter?" Bobby yells at Sam.

"She was a reformed Darklighter, her best friend Sarah is one of the girls that were taken in by Alicia and Ashanti…," Sam turns to Andy. "And how the hell do you know about that?!"

Because I got a psycho cousin out of it and in a few years you end up marrying Fiona, who is by then a Whitelighter, and have two more pain-in-the-ass kids. Andy laughs to himself. "I get filled on all the juicy details. Plus Sarah's a friend of the family."

"Can I just ask what the hell are Whitelighters and Darklighters?" Dean requests after listening to everyone rant.

"Whitelighters are like kinda like guardian and protectors of Elves and good, powerful witches," Sam explains. "They have the power to heal their charges and transport; what they call orbing, them to safety."

"And Darklighters are basically the opposite," Bobby finishes. "They kill anyone they feel like, but mainly target Whitelighters and witches. The more powerful Darklighters can kill with just a touch."

"But they can choose to change if they want," Sam counters back.

"Okay, now that I know that my brother had a better time in California than I thought; I'm still back on the whole 'you have a niece who is part elf' thing? I mean, unless you have elfish blood in your veins and you haven't told us about it."

"No, you idjit," Bobby snaps at him. "Her mom had elfish blood in her. After I saw that photo I drove over to California. I had to know the truth. First person I met in that group was Ashanti; Alicia's twin sister." Bobby shakes his head as he thinks back. "She was so understanding and caring. She explained the whole other world of elves, hobbits, dwarves, and Whitelighters to me. I've been keeping in touch with Deseray, but I told her it was probably for the beast that she stays with the girls. This kinda life isn't something for a teenage girl to grow up in."

Everyone grows quiet as they let everything they heard sink in. After about six minutes, Andy pipes up. "So, just so we're clear, you know I'm Dean's son, right?"

Dean starts snickering and Sam lets out a groan. Bobby looks Andy over one more time. "Kid, the amount of mayhem you seem to be able to attract without trying, you got some kind of Winchester blood in you."

TBC…

I'm not really sure about this chapter. It seems a little rushed, but it just kept spilling out once I started. In one or two more chapters, Andy's mysteries past will be revealed. That is a promise. Push the green button if you love the story.