It was dark by the time they reached Lawrence, Sam directing them where to go based on the map they had and the research he had done to make sure they got the right house.

Finally they were in front of a house, they could see a hint of lights on inside, the glow of the television could be seen between the curtains.

"Yeah, this is it." Dean said, looking at the house and then around them, eyes lingering on certain parts. "I remember it, barely but I remember it."

Sam nodded, glancing on his notes one more time just to make sure and then put it to the side. "So like I said, single divorced mother, two kids, no one else."

The two of them shared a look and then smirked, Dean turned the engine off taking a deep breath to steady himself as his eyes flicked to black.

"You want to make sure that the kids won't come in?" Dean asked, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. "How are you going to do it?"

"Trying to decide to just knock them unconscious or put a spell on them." Sam mused. "Knocking them might end up damaging them mentally if I do it too hard. But spellwork is rather boring. I'll decide when I get to them, if they don't wake up first."

Dean nodded and sharing one more grin the both of them slid out of their seats, going to the trunk. Dean was humming as he rummaged through their things and Sam kept a lookout, making sure that the neighbors didn't notice them or their car. He could hear Dean pocketing a few weapons and grabbing the bag with everything they needed to collect her soul.

Closing the trunk Dean locked it and the car, nodding once more at Sam as they slowly made their way to the house, keeping to the shadows. They moved to the back of the house and Dean picked the lock, Sam once more keeping watch.

He could hear Dean breathe out a laugh as the lock opened and carefully the both of them entered the house, the cameras hissed and fizzled out at a twitch of Sams finger rendering them useless.

Keeping their steps careful and quiet the only noise was the television being played in the living room. Sam nodded at the staircase and moved to go up them, keeping to the side of them to make sure he didn't make any noise. He could feel Dean's eyes on him for a moment longer before he was sure that Dean went to the living room instead.

He still wasn't sure what to do with the kids, a part of him didn't really want to hurt them. But another part kinda wanted to leave them aware of what had happened and see what they do. Would they go the hunters route and try to avenge their mother? Would they just be traumatized completely and not be able to go on with life? Were they even too young to understand what was going to happen to their small family?

Sam let out a small breath, grumbling to himself as he decided that he was just going to put them under a spell to keep them asleep. They had a soft spot for kids, both of them do. It was their one...well it couldn't be called a weakness really, it couldn't be used against them, but if it didn't mean anything, they would usually spare the kid.

Shaking his head he slid into the kids room, this was apparently the girls room, and looked around for a moment before settling on the lump on the bed. His eyes flicked to black as he quietly moved closer, reaching to gently move the blanket off, hand coming forward to press against her head to keep her asleep.

He blinked when he saw just a pillow under the bed, no kid in sight. He blinked a few times before letting go of the blanket.

She was most likely in the nursery then, with her little brother, unable to keep away. It was the same thing with him and Dean, they've always slept together and he just thought it was because they were entwined in ways that most beings would never understand. But apparently humans, or at least the kids, still had that same desire; to stay close to their younger siblings.

It was kinda warming really and he couldn't keep a smile off of his face as he turned and went towards the nursery, tilting his head downstairs to try to hear if Dean had started anything. Maybe he was waiting for Sam to rejoin him, if only to know that the kids were taken care of.

Coming into the nursery Sam's eyes went to the crib and paused, there was another lump and a few toys in the crib but otherwise…

Sam crossed the room, no longer caring about keeping quiet. He grabbed the blanket and pulled it off, snarling when he saw that it was just more pillows and no children.

There were no children in the house, they weren't downstairs and they weren't in their rooms, so did that mean that-

His thoughts were interrupted at the sound of a gun cocking behind him and he narrowed his eyes. Letting go of the blanket he slowly turned around, not caring about his eyes still being black, smirking slightly.

"Hey there Bobby." he said smoothly, turning around completely. "Been a bit."

Dean gave Sam a few minutes to do his work, he worked fast and quick and Dean already knew that Sam was just going to use a spell to keep them asleep, regardless of what they did and said, they didn't touch kids.

Nodding to himself, he had given Sam enough time and he was probably going through the woman's stuff to grab along with them, he slid into the living room, moving towards the couch.

He stopped, however, suddenly feeling the rush of power course over him in an attempt to keep him in place. Looking up, he saw a devil's trap, a fairly detailed and powerful one. Powerful enough for him to notice and need to exhaust some power to break through it.

Weak enough for him to be sure that it wasn't going to trap him. No devil's trap could do that.

A switch flipped in the room, flooding the area in light. His eyes were black as he turned around, snarling slightly.

"Hey there Dean." John said, voice shaking slightly as he walked into the room. "Happy birthday."

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