"This is one major problem." Bobby replied. "Do you think the boys know?"

"I know Sam doesn't...but maybe Dean suspects it." said Ares. "When I saw John's aura it was red and as soon as he saw Dean it began to get smaller and darker while Dean's returned to normal."

"What does the red aura mean?"

"I don't know...but if he made a deal with the demon he must have sold his soul then. It's possible that when you sell your soul to the devil it might change to red. Seeing as how blue tends to be a pure color aside from white." she sighed and placed her hands on the desk. "Bobby if the boys find out...this is going to hurt Dean in so many ways."

"I understand, but the only thing left for us to do is to be there when he falls. We'll help him get back up again."

Ares ran a hand through her hair and Bobby scratched his beard.

"Ares...I finally heard from Jason." this made Ares look up, eyes wide.

"Is he okay?"

"He was ambushed by demons, John had called him about finding yellow eyes. When he got to the place he was attacked by a few demons. They fight didn't end well and he was in the hospital."

"Well why wasn't I informed?" she asked. "I'm his emergency-" she stopped when he saw Bobby scratch his hand, a nervous habit around her when he didn't want to tell her something unpleasant. "Bobby what aren't you telling me?" Bobby shifted in his chair for a moment before taking a shot of whiskey and answering her.

"They called Katherine." anger flared up in her.

"Her?! Why?!" she snapped.

"She's his daughter you know that-"

"So am I! Maybe not by blood but damn it he raised me!" she yelled banging her fist on the table. "Here I've been half crazy that he was dead and instead he's been with his ex-wife and daughter?!"

"Simmer down you idjit!" Bobby snapped back knowing an angry Ares was a dangerous task to handle. "I already called him and chewed him out, he's on his way here."

Bobby could tell this got her attention as she raised an eyebrow and settled back on the chair.

"When is he getting here?"

"He'll be discharged in a week-and no you are not going to go now." he added when Ares opened her mouth; she closed it and crossed her arms with a scowl.

"Bobby...what Meg said...before she died." He could see the anger in her eyes, god knows how he's watched her suffer as she grew up just like Sam and Dean.

"Are you really going to blame him for your mother's death?"

"We were safe Bobby. My mother did everything she could to not fall on yellow eye's bad side. She stopped helping John sixteen years ago because the demon tried to kill us when John wanted to summon the damn thing. If John hadn't called Jason my mother could still be alive! I don't just blame John I blame them both."

She stood up and began walking to her room.

"I'll be in my room, just let me know when he gets discharged." she grabbed a half empty bottle of whiskey that rested on top of the radio and took it with her. Bobby sighed as he watched her walk away knowing she would no doubt get drunk, that was one of the strongest whiskey he had. When the sun was down Dean finally walked inside through the back door by the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"How's it going fixing the Impala?" he turned and saw Bobby in the study, a book opened on the desk and a half finished beer.

"She's doing fine, still got a long way to go before she's finished." Dean answered as he took out a beer and closed the fridge again. Bobby nodded and then tilted his head, his lips in a thin line.

"Dean, when are you and Ares going to have a civilized talk?" This caught Dean a bit off guard and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What do you mean Bobby?"

"You two ended in such bad terms five years ago I wanted to shoot your daddy for what he did."

"You know?" Dean asked with dread in his eyes.

"Wasn't hard not to, she called me Dean." Bobby said in a voice that sounded sad and disappointed. "I was the only one she could talk to; the heartbreak in her voice, her anger? I almost shot him when he came by a week after when you were on a hunt by yourself."

"Bobby I know I hurt her." Dean answered gruffly. "Believe me when I say I hated myself probably more than she hated me. I was a coward, I didn't stand up to dad and I let him break us apart. That was one of the greatest, biggest mistakes of my life! If I could take it all back I would; I would have stood up to dad and told him to stick it up his ass." Bobby gave Dean a scrutinous look before sighing.

"And why can't you tell her all this? I know you have a lot a grieving to do but I expect you to grow a pair and at least apologize to her."

Dean took a swig of his beer and then ran a hand through his hair.

"I don't know how Bobby...I...I'll be honest and say I'm not good with relationship stuff. Sam has always been the expert."

"Then ask him for help."

"Are you kidding me? They broke up because of me, I'm not going to have him help me I'm not that twisted."

"That's where you're wrong Dean." Dean turned around, seeing Sam leaning against the doorway that led to the stairs. "The breakup was mutual, and it wasn't just about you. It was the fact that I still love Jess...and Ares still loves you."

"Loves me?" he asked incredulously.

"Well, she still has feelings for you. But from what I saw it's leaning more towards the side of the fence you try to avoid." Sam said with a small smirk at the last part since he knew his older brother wasn't the relationship type.

"What do you expect me to do? Take her on a moonlight stroll, get on my knees and ask for forgiveness?"

"It would be a good start." Bobby replied and Dean gave him a look.

"But then again you're not a romantic either so that's out of the question." Sam replied.

"Bite me."

"Come in." Ares's bedroom door opened and Sam walked in. "hi Sam."

"Hey, um just came to say good-bye."

"Going somewhere?"

"Dean got a voice mail from one of dad's old cell phones. Someone named Ellen, who asked for help from dad."

"I'm guessing you're gonna find out who she is then?"

"Dad never told us about her so we are going to investigate." he answered and sat at the edge of her bed. He picked up the book she was reading and saw it was about demons. "Doing some research?"

"If we're going to find the yellow eyes we need all the help we can get." she shrugged. "There's no other way to track him, and seeing as we don't have the Colt yet we can't exactly summon the son of a bitch."

"You're still mad at Dean?"

"I'm...worried, and angry, and pissed, and-" she ran a hand through her hair. "I just don't know what to do."

"Go shoot something." Sam suggested. "Wasn't that like therapy for you?"

"Not when your problem is a person." she sighed. "I'll figure something out, you go and have a hunter reunion."

"I'll stay in touch." he promised and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You just try and get in top shape again so we can kill that demon once and for all."

"You got it." she winked. Sam gave her a dimpled smile before leaving and closing the door behind him.

You're practically healed by now why aren't you going? Noah asked in her.

Because I can't be around Dean right now. Ares answered.

Chicken.

Hey, he's the one who refuses to talk about it and quite frankly I don't want to end up disappointed again.

5 Years Ago

"Ares, don't look now but there's a very hot guy checking you out." Amy whispered and Ares pretended to take in her surroundings before finally spotting the guy. He was hot alright, six feet tall, light brown short hair, incredibly green eyes and lips that she had no doubt would feel amazing to kiss. She caught his eye and a small smirk split his lips and he nodded at her in greeting to which she smiled back and looked at Amy again.

"You're right." Amy grabbed book from romance section and placed it in the small basket that hung on her arm. They were at their University's book store, getting their books for the semester as well as some side reading material. Amy then frowned as Ares picked up a demonology book and placed it in the basket.

"Really Ares?!"

"What?" Ares turned to Amy with pout. "I need this for my class."

"Not when he's still checking you out you're not." Amy hissed under her breath while Ares rolled her eyes. Typical, Amy thought Ares's major on demonology and the lore was outright ridiculous while Ares knew it had saved her ass more times than she can count. As well as earning her extra money when there was a case nearby and a hunter needed some quick info. Amy didn't know this of course, no one knew Ares had once been a hunter or that her mom had been murdered by a demon. Just that she was without a family and got a full ride after getting perfect scores on the entrance exams.

"Amy I don't really care it's not like I'm going to date the guy full time." Amy pouted and crossed her arms before heading towards music section. After getting the books she needed ten minutes later Ares headed towards the myth section again but someone bumped into her, sending her basket of books crashing to the floor.

"I am so sorry." she heard the guy say as they both kneeled down to get the books. They looked at each other and stopped, it had been the same guy that had been checking her out. He was a lot cuter up close, and good god his eyes were so mesmerizingly green! Realizing she was staring longer than necessary Ares cleared her throat and looked down beginning to put her books into the basket again.

"No I'm sorry I should have looked where I was going." Ares muttered but the guy merely smiled and helped her put the last of the books in the basket and helped her up. "Thanks."

"No problem. I noticed you have some books on mythical creatures and urban lore." the guy said.

"Uh yeah...kind of need them for my major." Ares replied.

"How long have you been in the class?"

"We just started lessons three days ago and our teacher just asked to get these books...why are you asking?" Ares gave him a look over and realized he didn't really look like a student. His clothes looked really worn down and looking at his hands she realized they were rough and calloused, even they way he stood gave the appearance of being on guard as if ready for an attack. It was only when she saw the handle of a gun barely peeking out of his jeans did it hit her...he was a hunter. The guy didn't seem to notice and mistook it for her checking him out if the smirk on his face gave any indication.

"Just interested in maybe taking the class." he answered.

"Well you could always come check it out."

"Or you could tell me about it." he said with a charming smile. "How bout having lunch with me later?"

"I need a name first." Ares smiled back.

"Dean," he replied.

"Dean, got a last name that goes with that?" Ares asked.

"Say yes and when we see each other again I'll give it to you." he smirked. "And what's yours?"

"My last name is Monte, you'll have to wait for my first name later." Ares smirked back. "Meet me at the diner at 1:10 two blocks away from the public library, they have the best cheeseburgers in town."

With that Ares walked away while looking through her memory and trying to remember if she knew anyone named Dean and around her age. Only one Dean popped into her mind but she discarded that quick. There was no way that creepy looking kid would turn out into a hot, good looking guy like that. Why would a hunter even be here? So far nothing has surfaced since the last hunter that passed through, that poltergeist nearly killed him but he lived to fight another day. Amy caught up with her just as she finished paying and when they left the book store Amy began with the questions.

"Please tell me you got his number. His name? Did he ask you out? Did you give him your number? TELL ME!" she squealed at the last part.

"No I did not get his number. His name is Dean. Yes he did ask me out for lunch. No I didn't give him my number. And yes I am having lunch with him at the diner later on today." Ares added when she saw Amy was unsatisfied with the previous information.

"This is great can I pick your outfit please!"

"No."

"But, but," Amy pouted and gave her the most ridiculous puppy dog eyes. Ares gave her an incredulous look before giving her a serious look.

"No."

"Oh come on!" Amy cried. "You need to dress to impress."

"I'm just going to the diner not a wedding." argued Ares.

"At least fix your hair." Amy sighed.

"What's wrong with my hair?" Ares asked while Amy gave her a look. Her naturally dark red hair was the envy of many girls in class but Ares either always kept it in a ponytail braid or in a simple braid down her back like she did now.

"You need to let your hair loose, let it be free you have some killer curls that make those sexy gray eyes pop and you're killing it." Amy said with exasperation.

"How did I ever get stuck with you." sighed Ares.

"You're my best friend I'm supposed to make you miserable." Was Amy's cheery response before taking Are's arms and pulling her away. Ares arrived at the diner five minutes before 1 o'clock and to her surprise Dean was already there in a two person booth. He wore a dark blue t-shirt with a dark green plaid short sleeve shirt and jeans. His clothes this time definitely look newer and Ares was somehow glad she had listened to Amy and changed her clothes; she wore a simple black button up long sleeve t-shirt with a grey tank-top under and jean shorts with black combat boots that were just under her knees and her hair was down which reached her waist. Dean couldn't take his eyes off her as she walked towards him and slid down to the seat in front of him.

"Well I gotta say," Ares began. "I didn't expect you to show up."

"Well whoever thought it'd be a good idea to leave a pretty girl like you hanging should punch themselves in the face." Dean smirked. Just then the waitress arrived with the menus but Ares waved them away.

"We'll have the house's cheese burger special today Emily." Ares smiled at her while Emily rolled her eyes.

"So the usual then, extra bacon?" She gave Dean a sympathetic look which made him raise an eyebrow.

"Extra Bacon."

"Something to drink?" she asked Dean and then added sarcastically. "Unless you want her to pick for you."

"I'll take a coke, extra ice." Dean said with a smile at Emily who smiled back approvingly before giving Ares a look and walking away. "She doesn't seem to like you."

"She does like me, just that my dates seem to go sour after dinner and she tends to clean up my mess."

"By mess you mean..."

"I have an arm wrestling contest they end up on the floor along with half of the food." Ares shrugged. Dean gave her a strange look, she definitely wasn't like other girls. "So, are you really interested in my demonology class or did you just ask to ask me out?"

"I'm actually interested to tell you the truth." Dean replied. "I heard they have a lot of info on how to exorcise demons."

"Are you planning on becoming a priest or something?"

"No, but I do plan on helping out. Kind of like paranormal hunters before they call a priest." Dean clarified. Just then Emily came back with the orders and Ares saw Dean's mouth water and his eyes widen at the sight of the cheese burger. It was a stack of two thick patties with three different kinds of cheese slices, lettuce, tomato, mustard, ketchup, mayo, and almost overflowing with bacon. How Ares ate something like this often enough to be a usual without getting diabetes he had no idea but right now all he wanted was to try the damn burger. When Emily put the burgers and drinks down Dean just stared at it and slowly licked his lips. Ares looked at him incredulously, fighting to not laugh.

"So...are you going to eat it or stare at it until the diner closes." Ares smirked. Dean shook his head before taking the burger and giving it the biggest bite he could. She watched as his face twisted into a look of pleasure and a moan escaped his lips that would make any innocent girl blush with how inappropriate it sounded but to Ares it just made her giggle.

"This really is the best burger in town." Dean sighed in delight. "So good."

"I knew you'd like it. You look like the type to enjoy a good burger. Not many hunters get to taste a burger like this."

At the mention of hunters Dean choked, he coughed and then slapped his chest until the last bit of burger went down the right tube.

"Hunter?"

"Come on, I could tell right off the bat you were a hunter." Ares smiled as she leaned back and gestured to him. "Your posture, the way you pay attention to the movements of others without anyone noticing, not to mention that .45 you have on the waistband of your jeans."

Dean's eyebrows narrowed in surprise and he seemed in shock for a moment.

"Well, I...how did you..." the stuttering made him look surprisingly adorable.

"Relax, you have everyone here fooled."

"Except you." Dean replied relaxing knowing she wasn't going to rat him out.

"Only a hunter can recognize another fellow hunter." Ares smirked. "Of course, I retired. Though my reasons for doing so are none of your business."

"Don't worry I won't say anything." Dean raised his hands in surrender. After that the conversation turned to hunts, the monsters each has hunted and their experience with weapons. To Ares's amazement they spent a very long time talking, so long Ares didn't realize she was going to be late to her class.

"Oh shit, I have class." Ares snapped as she grabbed her small bag which she had brought with her and she was about to place some bills on the table but Dean beat her to it.

"I got it." he smiled. "Go." Ares nodded and stood up but Dean grabbed her wrist. "Wait, you forgot to give me your name."

"Ares." she smiled. "Ares Monte."

"Dean Winchester." he smiled back.

So that was your first date/reunion? Noah asked.

You could say that?

Did you know he was John's son?

I did suspect it, but he seemed so different I chose to ignore it. Ares sighed as she sat up and grabbed the bottle of whiskey she had taken from Bobby and took a swig of it. She coughed and sputtered.

"That is some strong whiskey." she told herself before shrugging and taking another swig. Ares went on like this for another hour before the whiskey started taking effect. She started humming a little tune to herself and began to sway her hips to the music in her head.

You're drunk. Noah sighed.

Ares didn't respond, just continued to dance and take a drink of whiskey.

She didn't hear the rumble of a car or the slam of a door. Only when the front door opened and closed did she stop and listened carefully.

"Bobby, it's been a while."

"Good to see you again Katherine, last time I saw you you were in High School. Can't say I'm too glad to see your pappy though."

"Where's Ares?"

"I thought you would be in the hospital a few more days."

"This is more important than my health, now, where's Ares?"

"I'm right here." Ares answered as she leaned against the doorway of the study room.

"Well that's just great, she's drunk!"

"Slightly intoxicated thank you very much." Ares snapped at Katherine who threw her hands in the air in exasperation.

"Same thing! Dad we can't talk to her like this!"

"Well then why don't I do all the talking." Ares hissed. "How bout, where were you when mom died Jason? Where were you when I needed you the most?! Where were you when my mother was pinned to the ceiling engulfed in flames?! Where were you when my best friend was engulfed in flames?! WHERE WERE YOU!" she screamed and threw the empty bottle of whiskey at him which missed his face by a good inch and shattered on the wall behind them. Katherine looked at Ares with frightened eyes while Bobby sighed and Jason ran a hand through his hair.

"Ares, I'm sorry."

"Sorry isn't enough." she snapped. "My mother is dead because of you and John. I'm glad you're alive, that way I can make you regret the death of my mother for the remainder of your life."

"Ares that's enough." Katherine snapped. "You have no idea how dad felt when he found out she was dead. He even thought you were dead-"

"Don't talk as if you understand anything." Ares replied in a dangerous voice and glared at her. "You don't know what it's like to see the people you love burning up in the ceiling or the smell of burning flesh crawling on your skin. So stay out of this and go back to your normal life, you are not cut out to be a hunter."

"I see blood everyday-"

"A nurse saves lives, a hunter takes a life. And no monster has any humanity left once it turns, that is how it is and how it will always be." Ares.

"Ares...I know sorry isn't enough, that's why I'm here." Jason pressed. "I want you to come back with me to New York. Come live with us and-"

"Live in New York?! How mental are you? The thing that killed my family is still out there I have to help Sam and Dean kill the damn thing!"

"Those kids are going to get you killed just like their father got everyone who helped him get killed!"

"At least I won't get killed over someone messing up a hunt and almost getting me killed."

"That was one time!" Katherine groaned.

"Twice! I was almost turned into a damn werewolf!" Ares screamed. "I don't have time for this crap."

"Where are you going!" Demanded Jason as Ares turned her back on them and walked away.

"Far away from you!" She called over her shoulder and left the house. They heard the roar of an engine and the kick of rubble as she pulled out and drove away.

"You have a lot of work ahead of you idjit." Bobby said, patting Jason on the shoulder.

"Go track her." Jason told Katherine who nodded and headed outside with her phone in hand already dialing. "Bobby, about the yellow eyes-"

"Are you going to tell me you know where it is?" Bobby asked incredulously.

"Not exactly, I know about Sam Winchester's psychic like abilities and that there's a possibility there's more children like him."

Bobby looked shocked at this new information, more children?

"And what does that have to do with them?"

"I'm not sure of the connection just yet I need to dig some more." Jason mused.

"Ares are you drunk?" she could hear Sam's scolding voice and she rolled her eyes as she laid on the hood of her car which was parked at the edge of the lake a few miles from Bobby's place.

"No." she replied but she knew he could hear her gruff slurring voice even though she tried to hide it.

"Liar."

"Whatever Winchester, why did you call me?" Ares drawled, scratching the bridge of her nose in boredom.

"We're in a circus-"

"I thought you were going to look for the person who left the voice mail on John's phone?"

"We did." he replied and proceeded to tell her the call had been by a woman named Ellen who owned a shady bar called The Road House. She had called John to help him out with the yellow eyed demon four months back but John never called back. Ellen had introduced them to a computer genius named Ash who was rocking a mullet and seemed to always be drunk. Dean had given Ash all the research their dad had collected and handed it to Ash who only needed 51 hours to get back to them, in the mean time Sam had spotted a hunt folder which Ellen had saved for a friend but gave it to them.

"You. Picking a hunt?" Ares asked. "So unlike you Sammy."

"That's all you gotta say? Out of the entire conversation that is what you took out of it?" She could hear his incredulity at her which she rolled her eyes at.

"Don't avoid the question. Since when are you so eager to go on a hunt?"

"You sound just like Dean." Sam murmured sourly making her pout at the sky. "It's just that, it's what dad would of wanted. We have no leads on the demon yet so I thought we might as well save some lives while we wait."

"You feel guilty don't you." she said and a long silence followed on Sam's line. "You feel guilty that the last time you spoke to him you tried to pick a fight. And now you feel like you have to make it up to him and tell him you still love him...but Sammy...it's a little too late for that, John's gone."

More silence followed but she could hear the slight ragged breathing and a sniff coming from Sam and she could tell he was having a hard time not to cry. After a few minutes he answered, his voice shaking and slightly hoarse.

"Y-yeah, you're right...and...I know Dean is suffering too. But I can't get him to open up to me, there's something eating away at him and I want to help him but-"

"Sam no one can help your brother if he doesn't want it. He's not like you." She replied softly, the liquor finally starting to wear off. "He's the type to keep his feelings locked up inside and forget they exist. That is something your father caused, he made Dean the way he is and nothing's going to change that. Even I...even I couldn't change him."

They exchanged a few more words before they hung up with Sam promising to call when they had finished the case. She stared at the sky with a frown trying not to remember that particular day when John had finally caught up to Dean at the University.

So this is what you've been doing? Messing around?!

Dad this isn't what it looks like.

Are you serious Dean?!

You were never one for school what makes you think you can go back?

Dean don't listen to him! Are you gonna let him make your decisions for you?

I have to leave Ares.

I never want to see any of you Winchesters ever again LEAVE!

Ares I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter how much I hate you right now because when you leave I'm going to miss you anyway.

"You stupid Winchesters." Ares mumbled. "All you cause is trouble but people always end up caring."

So here's a chapter that's been sitting on drafts for months. I've had a job since January plus school and a second job as a choreographer so that pretty much takes up my time lately. That and I've lost some major inspiration for this story but little by little I'll get it back and the story will be better I promise. Summer School starts next week but for sure I'm going to start working on this story along with my other ones that have been on Hiatus just like this one so be on the look out for those too. See you guys soon! Hopefully. :)