Raven missed her sister.

She needed her sister more than the tides needed the moon.

Losing her sister was a loss Raven could never take. It happened a lot, actually. About as much as one expects from a Hunter. A Hunter that gets lucky a lot.

She wouldn't wish this existence on anyone else. To be without a part that made you whole. Something in your life that completed you.

It was such a shame that half the times her sister left had been because Raven had killed her.

==GMB==

Sam and Raven had woken up with visions of a man blowing out his own brains. Dean had been hesitant to believe it at first.

"I don't know, guys, why don't we just chill out, think about this." Dean cautioned them.

"What's there to think about?" Sam asked.

"I just don't know if going to the Roadhouse is the smartest idea." Dean cautined.

"Dean, it's another premonition." Sam insisted. "We know it. Raven saw it too, not just me. Whenever we had a shared vision, it always came true exactly like we saw. This is gonna happen, and Ash can tell us where."

"Yeah, man, but-" Dean tried to convince.

"All our paired visions come from the demon." Raven reminded him. "Sam's visions always do."

"That's my point. There's gonna be hunters there, I don't know if, if, if going in and announcing that you're some supernatural freak with a, a demonic connection is the best thing, okay?" Dean reasoned.

"So we're freaks now?" Sam noted.

Dean pushed his brother's shoulder. "You've always been freaks."

Raven pretended the word didn't hurt something inside her. She wasn't a freak. She just had weird powers.

Her sister had always wanted to stab the people that called Raven a freak. She had missed that, missed it so much. She missed the long fight about not stabbing people, about it being a bad thing. Darcy would only agree to stop if Raven affirmed her powers.

==GMB==

Ash had sent them to the right town. Following the pattern of a six month old baby losing their mother in a house fire. A man named Andrew Gallagher was the target that popped up.

Raven could see the problems with the case already. The dead mother wasn't his birth mother. Azazel didn't kill the ones that made a deal, he killed whoever interrupted. Ash hadn't found any records about Andrew's background before the fire, because it hadn't been important.

Darcy would find Weber in an hour, slice out his throat without blinking.

Raven would've made token protests. They both knew that she was so proud of Darcy.

She was always proud of Darcy.

==GMB==

Andy was very lucky that the discount Jedi mind trick didn't work on Raven.

She would have snapped his head clear off his neck.

Andy was also very lucky that it wasn't him doing all of this. It was a major factor in why his head was still on his neck.

(He touched Baby. Those were among the reasons he was on thin fucking ice.)

But Andy didn't have the heart of a killer. He didn't have it in him to order Dr Jennings to shoot himself, then to walk in front of a bus to finish the job. That wasn't the kind of kill one made if it was a one off thing, Weber was assassinating people on his specific list. How they died didn't matter, as long as they did.

Andy didn't want anything. He wanted to take the Impala for a joy ride. He wanted to live in a van. He liked the job he had. His life, as he saw it, was perfect the way it was. What more could he need?

Weber felt robbed. The world had betrayed him from the start, as he saw it. His mother separated him from his brother. Dr Jennings had approved the adoptions. Weber had his life stolen by the people who were supposed to make it in the first place. And when he had the chance of having that life with Andy, he keeps away anyone that interrupts that.

Raven had noted something though. Sam and her could throw off the commands, their own demon powers much stronger than Andy and Weber's. Still...there was a good chance that Andy would be able to throw off Weber's commands.

Weber wanted the perfect life with his brother. Damn anyone who tried to stop it. Even Andy himself.

Raven hoped it didn't come to that...she wouldn't wish this existence on anyone.

==GMB==

Sam and Raven were walking towards Weber's car. The car was at the top of a large dam. Sam had a vision of Tracy- Andy's sorta girlfriend- jumping off it. Dean drove the three psychic adults to the dam, declining the choice to take the bastard down.

Sam slammed his elbow into Weber's window. Andy was opening Tracy's side door. Raven kept her hand near her gun, kept herself at Sam's side.

"Get out of the car! Now!" Sam ordered.

Weber gave them both a deadpan look. "You really don't want to do this."

Raven grabbed him by the back of his neck, dragging him out of the car. She smacked him with a Gibbs on the back of his head. Weber fell to the ground.

The Gibbs headslap always did it's work.

Andy was guiding Tracy back from the car.

"Don't move. Don't move!" Sam ordered Weber. He rushed at the psychic, holding him up.

"I ain't afraid to kick your ass back down." Raven warned.

Weber glared back at her.

Andy ran over, after assuring Tracy was unharmed. He grabbed a pre-made strip of duct tape. He slapped it over Weber's mouth. Then, as Sam backed off, proceeded to kick his twin brother's ass.

"No! No, Andy, let us handle this, all right?" Sam instructed.

"I'm gonna kill you!" Andy hissed.

"No! We'll handle this, we'll handle this!" Sam insisted.

"I will kill you!" Andy ranted.

"Hey!" Raven barked. She understood the murderous impulse to kill your murderer sibling. However, she had learned a while ago that it was better to hold off the impulse until you had a clearer head. The yelling felt better when you could think clearly. "Calm Tracy down. She's panicking."

Andy huffed. He glared at his brother.

Raven had a front row seat to Tracy walking over. She watched as she raised a branch, smacking Sam on the head. Raven dodged a second hit, pretending to fall from the attack.

"Tracy, stop! I said STOP IT!" Andy ordered.

Raven heard the stick fall to the ground. She watched without moving as Andy walked up to his brother. There was the sound of tape being ripped off.

"How did you do that?"

"Practice, bro. If you'd just practice, you would know. Sometimes you don't need to use your words." Weber explained, smug as all hell. "If you have to, all you need is this. Sometimes the headache's worth it."

"You're a twisted son of a bitch!" Andy yelled.

Raven, again, understood that rage. Ah, the good ole days of threatening Darcy with murder. She missed the days when the threats were just a joke...

"Back off, Andy. Or Tracy's gonna do a little flying." Weber warned. "Aren't you, Trace? I'm stronger than you. I can do it."

Raven took a slow deep breath. She kept her mind clear, blocking off any thoughts. She had dealt with this kind of sociopath before. If they could control your mind, they could sense your mind. Weber has sensed Dean's mind from up a hill in the show. Raven knew a psychic man that powerful could tell that Raven would have murderous intent.

She had to keep what looked like a clear head.

"Okay, okay. Okay. All right, just... just please don't hurt her."

"Don't be mad at me, okay? I know, it's, it's all wrong. I didn't mean for this to happen, it's just... Tracy? She's trying to come between us." Weber excused.

Andy gawked. "You're insane."

"She's garbage! Man, they all are!" Weber ranted. "We can, we can push them, we can make them do whatever we want!"

"Are you really... are you really this stupid?" Andy laughed, dismayed on how it all went to shit so fast.

"Wha-"

"I mean, you, you learn you've got a twin...you call him up, you go out for a drink, you don't start killing people!" Andy yelled.

"I've wanted to tell you for so long, bro." Weber explained. Raven kept her mind sharp and clear. "But he didn't let me. He said I had to wait until the time was-"

"Who?" Andy pressed.

"The man with the yellow eyes." Weber revealed.

"What are you talking about?"

"He came to me. In my dream. He said I was special. He told me he's got big plans for me." Weber explained in a delighted rush. "Wait 'till you see what's in store, Andy, for both of us! See, he's the one who told me I had a brother. A twin."

"Why did you kill our mother? Why, and why Dr. Jennings?" Andy questioned.

"Because they split us up!" Weber yelled. "They ruined our lives, Andy! We could have been together this whole time. Instead of alone. I couldn't, I couldn't let them do that, I couldn't let them get away with that. No."

Weber's pause made Raven smirk.

Raven propped up her gun. She aimed quickly and concisely. She fired her gun at Weber's head. The man fell to the ground.

Andy looked in shock.

Raven wouldn't wish her life on anyone.

But if anyone was going to kill the bad twin, it would be her.

It was what she did best.

==GMB==

The police had been brought over. Andy was speaking with the police. "He shot himself. And you all saw it happen."

"Yeah. We did." The policeman confirmed before walking.

"Look at him. He's getting better at it." Sam mused.

Raven hummed. "Practice makes perfect."

Andy walked past the ambulance. Tracy pointedly avoided meeting his eyes. Noticing that, Andy made a clear path for the Winchesters.

"She won't even look at me."

"Yeah, she's pretty shaken up." Sam agreed.

"No, it's, this is different. It's, uh, I never, I never used my mind thing on her before. Before last night." Andy admitted. "She's scared of me now."

"I'm sorry about that." Raven told him. "You're both good people."

Andy nodded, sucking in his lip.

"We have to go." Raven pulled out a torn piece of paper. She held it out towards Andy. "Here's my number. You're not the only one like this."

"Yeah. Right." Andy took the paper.

Raven hesitated, for only the smallest of seconds. "I didn't grow up with these two- I grew up in...well it wasn't good. I had a Weber too. She liked pulling out guts, hanging them up like Christmas decorations. Murdered a lot of people. When I say you're not alone, I mean it. If anyone else understands having someone like him in the family, it's me."

Andy actually seemed more sincere as he rubbed his thumb on the paper in his hand. He nodded his head.

"Anything happens, you call that number. Doesn't matter where, doesn't matter when." Raven told him.

"Wha- what am I supposed to do now?" Andy asked.

"You be good, Andy. Or we'll be back." Dean cautioned.

Andy swallowed- then nodded. He walked back towards the ambulance.

The Winchester siblings proceeded to walk back towards the Impala.

"Looks like you were wrong, Sam." Raven noted.

"About what?" Sam asked.

"Andy." Raven stated. "He's not a killer after all."

Dean hummed. "Heh, she's right. Good to see that our little know-it-all is wrong sometimes." Dean praised. Sam rolled his eyes at them both. "He's not a foaming-at-the-mouth psycho. Weber was just, he was pushed into that."

"Max Miller was pushed." Sam reminded them. "Hell, I was pushed by Jessica's death. And Raven was pushed by Ivy's."

Raven couldn't even deny it. She'd done some awful things after Ivy died. Each time her sister had died, Raven became a person she didn't like.

"Anyone snaps when pushed, Sam." Raven stated. "The kind of stress Max and Weber were put under, that would make anyone snap. If I hadn't shot Weber, there's a good chance Andy would've done to save all of us."

"You know, maybe that's what the demon's doing. Pushing us." Sam reasoned. "Finding ways to break us."

"Sam, we don't know what the demon wants, okay? Quit worrying about it." Dean instructed.

"You know, I heard you before, Dean, when Andy made you tell the truth." Sam noted. Raven paused as they reached the car. She fought off the shame that wanted to show on her face. "You're just as scared of this as I am."

"That was mind control! I mean, it's like, that's like being roofied, man, that doesn't count." Dean dismissed.

"What?"

"No. I'm, I'm calling do-over." Dean decided.

Sam scoffed. "What are you, seven?"

"Doesn't matter." Dean dismissed. "Look, we've just gotta keep doing what we're doing, find that evil son of a bitch and kill it."

"Appropriately timed hell yes!" Raven cheered. She popped open her door.

"Yeah, I guess." Sam sighed. He opened his door too.

The three climbed into the car.

Dean got a call from Ellen.

Raven hated that she couldn't ride on the good times for just this little bit longer.

She really, really hated being the one to always take that shot.

But if she didn't do it...who else would?

Fuck...she hated being the good twin.

==GMB==

Ansem Weebs- Weber- whichever.

His mother never died in a house fire.

Not every psychic kid had that signature. That made it impossible to search all of them. The only clues they would have were Sam and Raven's psychic visions.

Good thing Ellen was bringing out the good alcohol. Raven was looking to get drunk.