Blinded

Ben had refused to go on the hunt or be anywhere around Dean, so it was just the three Winchesters on the case. Ashley left her car at the motel Max and the boys were staying in while she piled into the back of the Impala, just like old times. "So any better ideas on what we got here, Sammy?" Dean happily asked his geek brother next to him once Ashley was settled in the back.

"Uh some sort of spirit tied to some object" Sam shrugged.

"Awesome. Well let's get something to eat and dig around" Dean said speeding into a dinner's parking lot.

"God forbid Dean does anything without a burger" Ashley joked as she climbed out of the backseat she just got reacquainted with.

"My head needs fuel too, ya know" he defended himself.

"Not your upstairs one" she shot back, along with a fun jab to his ribs.

"Bitch" Dean kidded as he slapped her butt once she walked past him.

"Jackass" she smiled over her shoulder.

"We got work to do" Sam laughed at the fun mood both of his siblings were in "let's go!"

Dean followed his two younger siblings into the diner and slid into the booth next to Ashley. He missed these nights where it was just the Winchesters saving people and hunting things. He loved having kids around the house, but his heart will always be a hunter no matter how old he got.

"So the victims," Ashley said breaking the silence "any connection?"

"Other than dying in weird ways, nope. I cannot find any with what I have to look at."

"Awesome, going in blind" Dean said with a mouthful of chewed cheese burger.

"Isn't he just a charmer" Ashley mumbled with a wrinkled nose.

"Hey" Dean chuckled "I'm adorable!"


Ashley went with her brothers to question the victim's families about the strangeness surrounding their deaths. Both men's wives said nothing else strange had happened, but they both played poker together on Monday nights.

"At who's house, ma'am" Ashley asked Mrs. Drayer, the car victim's wife, finished answering the last question Sam threw at her.

"Uh, the Straw's residence" she sniffled.

"Perfect, do you mind if we take a look around the garage?"

"Sure, yeah. Mind if I um, s-stay here? I'm not ready yet to go in there, since he- choked."

"No problem, Mrs. Drayer" Dean hastened to say, before following his two siblings down stairs. "Probably best you stay here anyways. Well come out if we have any questions, if not we will just head out. Thank you for your time."

Ashley and Dean started looking all around the garage for ectoplasm, sulfur, or even a hex bag to give them a clue as to what they were up against while Sam stood still. "The hell man, get over here and help me move this box" Dean grunted.

"Lift with your knees," Sam chuckled. "Hey you remember that coven a few years back? Uh, book club?"

"Yeah, they started picking each other off," Ashley responded "so you think this is the male version?"

"Yeah, hex bag" he smiled up at the red bag on top of the electric door opener.


Castiel was always was impressed at how well the Winchesters worked together and were able to help most people that crossed their paths. He continued to watch how they scanned the garage, looked under (and over) every stone until finding the hex bag.

I wonder how they will be able to work together to handle the news soon to come. I wish I could tell them now, but I cannot. It could put everything in jeopardy, and with this upcoming war everything needs to play out as it's laid on the board for humanity as well as angel survival. I only hope Ashley is able to handle the curveball- this whole plan relies on her and nothing can afford to go wrong.


Dean was the one who went in the man cave first and found their suspicions were right. Brian Straw was the leader of these meetings, and tonight they were going after new father Judah Dixon. "Hey" Dean barked from behind the wall.

"Dean Winchester" Brian replied irritated "we are almost done here. Sit a spell." Dean was flung against a wall and pinned there, signaling Sam and Ashley it was their turn now.

"Too bad he isn't alone" Ashley said as she came in the door holding her revolver up. Sam quickly followed her holding his own pearl-handled Taurus M92 above Ashley's head.


Dean was lying on his back that night, unable to sleep due to the fact that Ben, his biological son now hated his guts. Dean really had tried to be there for Ben once he found out about his existence.

Ashley moved in her sleep next to Dean and broke his thoughts. She always has been his anchor, even when they were younger. She dotted on Sam and did the smallest things for Sam, but those things were what Mary used to do for Dean. "Maybe I need to start listening to you more" Dean said lifting Ashley's head up so he could wrap an arm around her shoulders. When Ashley rolled onto her side, Dean took the chance he had to stuff his face into her thick blond hair. "Miss you, Mom" he said as he allowed his heavy eyelids to close, Right before he fell asleep, Dean could have sworn he heard his mom whisper back to him in the wind.


Sam woke up first and decided to check on Ben and Justin before Dean got up. He understood why Ben was upset, but he still wanted to know what possessed him to suddenly feel hate towards Dean.

"Hey" Max whispered into the phone, clearly woken up by the call.

"Hey Max, its Sam" Sam introduced himself.

"Sam, shit! Ash- is she okay?"

"What? Yeah, no totally fine. I was just checking in on Ben and Justin" Sam quickly threw in to calm Max's nerves.

"Oh damn, you scared me! Ben's good I guess, slightly peppier."

"Good, so no fights when we show up in an hour. Thanks Max!"

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