Here's the next chapter! As I had explained in the last chapter this will be the start of the last few chapters which will all be on the last 3 episodes of Season 4. They will also all be in Gracilynn's viewpoint. This one takes place right after "The Rapture." Hope you all enjoy!

Things had gotten bad; very bad. So bad they were spinning out of control and dad had no clue what to do. I could see him desperately grasping for some sort of ledge to hang on to before the damn rope broke and both he and Uncle Sam fell to the rocky ground below. And Uncle Sam? Well, he thought the rope was fine; it wouldn't be until his body hit the ground or dad was able to find that ledge to hang on to that he'd realize just how bad a predicament he put everyone in. Me? Well, I was at the top of the cliff trying to hang onto the quickly fraying rope in hope to stop them from falling knowing the whole time, I couldn't save one of them let alone both of them. The only people who could save them, was themselves. So, here we are driving in the car. Dad and Uncle Sam in the front seat and me in the back.

This whole job with Cas disappearing and having to deal with his host, Jimmy Novak and his family? It was well, it was disturbing. I found out so many things that had been going on that I never even picked up on. Come to find out Uncle Sam has some psychic mojo going on where he can exorcise demons with his brain. That threw me for a loop. And I found that out on accident; picking up pieces of conversation from demons and when dad called Uncle Sam out on it in the car. It kind of creeped me out a little. Dad ended up talking to me about it earlier, and I did pick up on the fact that it creeped him out too.

Then, we find out the demons took Jimmy's family, possessing his wife. We went to go save them only to get caught. Dad was kind of mad…okay, so he was really mad. I was supposed to stay in the car, and well, I didn't. Ended up getting caught right along with them. Thought we were all going to die there for a minute but Cas came back in Jimmy's daughter Claire and took care of some demons, while Uncle Sam…

Wasn't sure if I was seeing things, but the look on dad's face when he saw Uncle Sam slit one of the demons throats a little and then…drink its' blood? Well, I knew I wasn't seeing things then. I look over at Uncle Sam in the passenger seat. How could he do something like that? I mean, it's freakin' demon blood. Nevermind, I know why he would do that. It's because of that Bitch Ruby. I love my uncle…I really do, but seeing what he did back there? It really scared me. I just…I just want to know what happened to the Uncle Sam that helped me with my homework and joked around with me and …didn't drink demon blood.

On top of all this, we don't even know what Cas wanted to tell Dad. Cas, it seems, is back on heaven's side. Never thought I would think of heaven being on a bad side, but it practically is. Cas went all robot on us and took off. Of course, Cas got back into Jimmy's body so Jimmy's family is fine. Well, as fine as they'll be after all of this.

"Alright, let's hear it," Uncle Sam says. I look up to see what is going to happen. I know dad was talking to Bobby earlier when Uncle Sam was in the shower. I couldn't hear anything but dad sounded desperate.

"What?" dad asks.

"Drop the bomb man. You saw what I did. Come on stop the car. Take a swing," Uncle Sam returns.

"I'm not gonna take a swing," Dad says, void of emotion. Which is kind of weird. I know he doesn't show emotion, but you can still hear it in his voice, see it in his eyes. This time…there's nothing. Almost like he shut down.

"Then scream, chew me out," Uncle Sam says. It was almost as if he was practically begging Dad to do something.

"I'm not mad at you."

"Come on, you're not mad?" Uncle Sam asks.

"Nope," Dad replies.

"Right. Look just let me explain myself…" Uncle Sam begins.

"Don't," Dad cuts him off, "I don't care."

"You don't care?" Uncle Sam asks. Not sure what dad meant by that. Don't think Uncle Sam did either.

"What do you want me to say? I'm disappointed? Yeah I am. But mostly I'm just tired man. I'm done. I am just done," Dad says. Okay, this conversation was starting to get scary. Not scary like I'm hanging off a cliff with a pool full of rats under me, but scary like, the prize fighter looks as if he's going to give up, lay down, and play dead scary. Uncle Sam's phone rings. Thank God, because I don't know if any of us were going to be able to handle where this conversation was going to go. Dad looks in the rearview mirror at me, catching my eye. I hold his look for a moment as Uncle Sam answers his phone, realizing its Bobby. I bite my lip but turn towards the window to my left. I look up at my dad again when I hear him talk.

"What'd he say?"

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When we get to Bobby's, I know something's up. Besides the fact that dad is way too quiet for being himself, he and Bobby kept sharing looks behind Uncle Sam's back. Bobby leads all of us downstairs to the panic room where, supposedly, there are demons. I follow after them, only dad keeps me behind him at all times.

"Go on inside. I want to show you something," Bobby says to Dad and Uncle Sam, although it seems like he was only talking to Uncle Sam.

"All right. So, uh, what's your big demon problem?" Uncle Sam asks as he enters the panic room. Dad gives me a slight nudge away from the door. I look at him curiously but move back nonetheless.

"You are. This is for your own good," Bobby says. I look at him quickly as he and dad shut the panic room door behind Uncle Sam. I watch, not really sure what to think at this point.

"Guys? Hey," Uncle Sam says as Bobby shuts the window and he and dad share a look I can't quite decipher. "Guys, this isn't funny. Guys? Hey? Guys."

Dad and Bobby make their way upstairs but I can't seem to make my legs move to follow them. I find myself staring at the panic room door, listening to my Uncle beg his big brother to let him out. I want to run over and let him out myself, but I also know that my dad wouldn't do this to his own brother unless he thought it was the right thing to do. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I jump slightly, looking up to see my dad looking at me. I glance back at the door but then look back at my father as he starts to talk.

"Come on Gracie," he says quietly, squeezing my shoulder as this time he slowly walks up the stairs, waiting for me to follow him. I glance back at the panic room once more before I quietly follow him up the stairs.

Things most definitely have gotten so bad they were out of control. Something tells me that rope Uncle Sam believes is strong is going to break, the ledge dad desperately seeks will crumble beneath his fingers, and the rope I desperately cling to will slip through my fingers.

Let me know what you all think! Hope you enjoyed it!