As soon as they were where they needed to be she let go, using some of her often pent up power calmed her down. They were standing in a ruined wasteland, that only sort of appeared to be Bobby's house, but instead of a house it was big hole. Even the sky itself was gray and ashen. It appeared to be snowing but when John put out his hand to feel the snow it left a residue, meaning that it was ash.

"This is what happens if you don't die, Dad." She was less furious and more loving towards him now, just trying to explain why she would save Sam's girlfriend and not her own father.

"I don't understand, you're going to let me die?" Now he was listening, huh maybe the trick was talking about his own safety. She gestured to the hole of a place and to the ashen sky.

"If I don't the world will end, and this isn't even the worst part." She touched him again and transported them both to a field that was the definition of a war zone. It looked as if someone had dropped tiny nuclear bombs on the place, the worst thing about it was the huge amount of bodies littering the vast expanse of waste land. He sighed a breath of relief when he examined the closest ones and didn't know any of them. The breath got stuck in his throat however when Sam walked close to them. He looked different harder and he was wearing a white suit, which was never his style.

"Ah miss Queen finally decided to grace us with her presence have you?" He spoke but it didn't seem to sound like him this man was full of sass and he moved his head in a weird way when he spoke. John realized it must be demon possession.

"No Dad or should I say Mom, I'm from the past. I need to show my earth-fake dad what will happen." She left out the part about her not letting this happen. John looked between them and realized this must be the angel that his son accidentally knocked up. It was a little strange that he chose Sam's body. The other thing he realized is that somehow Jo knew all of this and knew he wasn't her real dad.

"Ohh well you've come to the right place, Dear John I see it all now that your gone... ha ha ha. Old habits die hard, why don't you come and see how your sons turn out, it sure will make ya proud." John immediately hated this imposter, for one thing he seemed very distracted, for another he seemed so smirky and it got on Johns nerves.

"Okay cool it Luci, I don't want him to die of annoyance before we even get to Dean." Luci? Lucifer? His son slept with Lucifer?! His face got very pale, the literal creator of evil was standing right in front of him. Well at least he had a gun. He took it out and desperately shot the devil 8 times in the chest, then the gun clicked empty. He barley flinched.

"You ruined my suit." Lucifer scowled at Jo, apparently he was such a small fish that he wasn't even worth yelling at.

"I'll make you a new one, come on lets get this show on the road. I only have an eternity." Lucifer nodded in grudging agreement. Amazing that the woman John raised literally put fear in the devil. He would have chuckled if the devil wasn't in front of him right now.

John bristled as Lucifer put his hand on his shoulder, then suddenly they were somewhere else. Thankfully this place was not a battlefield or a gapping hole, it was a beautiful garden with lush green grass and flowers of every color of the rainbow. Lucifer popped away the instant he set John down though John did hear him mumble something about not being a taxi. In the center of the garden was a throne of silver and gold sitting on the throne was Dean. Except it wasn't Dean he moved differently and had a different feel about him. Which meant that his other son was also an angels chew toy.

"Why have you disturbed me?" This came from Deans mouth but his voice was loud and full of authority.

"I.. I came to see my son." Just because this angel was the king or whatever didn't mean he was going to keep his boy away from him.

"How annoying." He didn't even open his eyes simply flicked his wrist and then stopped. John flinched expecting to blow up into millions of tiny pieces. Micheal actually looked up and his face was surprised.

"Why did that not work?" He was an inch away from John now, almost yelling in his face, but his voice was soft making him that much more frightening. John shrugged not really knowing how to answer that question, he probably should have been blown into a million pieces, the only guess he had is that Jo protected him.

"Wasn't that fun Mickey?" Jo appeared on his throne, he grimaced but made no move to stop her.

"Oh its you, finally get tired of heaven did you?" Micheal knew that if this human was protected by Jo, he wasn't' going to be able to do anything. So he gave up on that an instead decided to interrogate the Queen.

"Something like that, please show my dad a little respect." Her eyes gleamed almost meniaclly. Micheal flinched but knew he was no match for her, so he turned to the annoying human, desperate to get this meeting over with.

"My apologizes." Micheal would not bow to this man, instead he said this through clenched teeth and looked like it was physically hurting him to say it. John backed away not wanting any part in this.

"Why am I here?" So what if Dean and Sam became angel ridden, that wasn't really his problem. Jo sighed sadly, if only John had been a better father, he would have immediately seen why he couldn't survive.

"Fine i'll show you something else." She touched his shoulder and once again they popped away, Micheal hoped to never see either of them again.

When they appeared this time it was in the middle of a city, people ran past them with murder in their eyes and they all seemed deformed somehow. Not a single one of them looked at them or ran at them.

"This is Boston, home of the last surviving hunters." They didn't look like hunters to John, more like the hunted.

"I'm not talking about them, this is the town, the camp is on the outskirts." He followed her to the outskirts of town, she didn't bother just popping them their she wanted him to see the destruction.

"Every town looks like this believe it or not this is actually one of the most well preserved." He didn't believe it but he knew she was telling the truth. This was awful the world had gone crazy, but he didn't know what he had to do with it.

They went to a very small camp, 3 one person tents. One group tent.

"Their are ten of them, the only ones who survived, though you wouldn't care, you don't know any of them. All of your friends are dead." He looked at this pathetic camp the people here weren't really trying it was more like target practice to wait for still didn't see what he had to do with this.

"If you live, Sam goes back to college, you fight and he thinks he shouldn't be involved in any of this, because you want him to be. Dean leaves too, to hunt on his own, he almost gets killed by a Ginn, but the angels save him and he becomes indebted to them. So when they ask if he will accept Micheal to fight Lucifer. He says yes. Sam gets another girlfriend but when she is on the brink of death Azazel convinces him to train with his demons to become the best and kill the threat named Lilith. When Sam kills Lilith and releases Lucifer, you fight again,say things you shouldn't and he ends up saying yes to Lucifer. Thats not how its supposed to be." Okay now she was speaking his language, so he was the problem with the world because if he lives his boys don't unite against the evils as they should.

"Okay I understand, I'll die."