Bobby rolled up the window as he turned onto the gravel road. He was almost at the safe house now. Hopefully, the four musketeers had kept their nonsense to a minimum while he'd been gone. As he approached the final turn, a flash of white hair in the distance made him groan with exasperation. He was far too old for this. After parking the van on the property and grabbing his shotgun, he walked towards where he had seen Winona. The enabler was never too far away from the troublemaker.

Sure enough, he saw the curly haired problem child talking to a boy about her age. As Bobby approached, the young man's attention focused on Bobby with suspicion. Ashlinn followed the boy's line of sight to see Bobby. As she smiled brightly at him, Bobby had to remind himself that underneath that sweet face lurked a powerful witch with the smarts, determination, and persuasiveness of a seasoned conman.

"What's going on here?" Bobby asked, adding a bit of a growl to his voice to dissuade any funny business.

Ashlinn and the young man shared a look, and Bobby glanced at Winona for answers. He should have known better. Winona simply looked at him with a clueless look and shrugged. After a bit of whispered fighting from the two youngins, the boy suddenly spoke up with an irritated sigh.

The boy said that his name was Quincy and that he was from a different world… or timeline. He and his brother Klaus had been attacked by a time-traveling rogue, and Quincy needed to find said brother and a briefcase to get home. Bobby could tell there was a lot more to the story, but that could wait for later… or perhaps never. If they could find the brother and briefcase quickly, then maybe this wouldn't snowball into a huge mess.

"So there's a time-traveling hitman and a magic box of wonders, huh? And you…" Bobby said pointedly at Ashlinn as she gave him a confused look. "You damn near died a couple of months ago. If you think for one moment–"

Ashlinn held up a string necklace with a charm and replied smugly, "This belongs to his brother. Is there someone else who can track him with just a necklace?"

Bobby scowled in return. Unfortunately not… and the little devil knew that. Andy could possibly do it but not with her accuracy, and if they were going to be trying to find someone with a hitman on the loose, then they needed to do so as quickly as possible. Bobby checked the sky to see the sun setting. As he looked back at the troublemakers, Ashlinn waved a flashlight.

With a grumble, he said, "Fine… But if I say run, you run. If I say hide, you hide. Got it?!"

"Aye, Captain!" Ashlinn said cheerfully, and Quincy nodded his head. As Ashlinn turned her attention back to the necklace, Bobby wondered if he could, or should, believe either of them. Quincy got closer to Ashlinn as he watched with interest. The necklace started spinning, and Ashlinn took the lead. Ashlinn and Quincy chatted about the makeshift pendulum and spell, and Bobby kept an eye on the woods around them. A chill went up Bobby's spine as he noticed that the woods around them had gone completely quiet. He looked behind him to see Winona staring into the distance.

Suddenly, she turned to him and shouted, "Skinwalkers!"

"Hey! You two get back to the house! Send back up! And silver bullets!" Bobby shouted, noticing with relief that Ashlinn had grabbed Quincy's hand and was running away from danger.

Bobby steadied his gun as Winona transformed. The sight of the white fanged deer always took him off guard, but today he was happy to have backup as two coyotes and a large wolf ran towards them from the brush. The wolf charged at them as the two coyotes went around the sides to encircle them. Winona stomped at the wolf. It jumped back to evade her hooves. Bobby took aim at the coyote nearest him and pulled the trigger. The coyote screeched as it fell to the ground. Cocking the gun, Bobby turned and then fired at the second coyote. It also slumped to the ground. Winona used her hooves to keep the wolf at bay as Bobby loaded the last silver bullet he had on him. The wolf charged at him with a snarl, but Winona used the opening to kick it square in the chest. As Bobby readied the gun, the wolf took cover behind the trees.

Winona rushed into the woods, and the wolf ran away with its tail tucked between its legs. Winona soon disappeared into the woods after it. Breathing out a sigh of relief, Bobby turned and jogged to the property. Ash and Andy almost ran into him as they left the barrier.

"Where's Ashlinn? And the boy?" Bobby asked as he felt something drop into the pit of his stomach.

"I haven't seen Two-point-O… this weird kid came running into the house and said to bring silver bullets," Ash answered, looking worried.

"Where's the kid now?" Bobby asked before the kid in question almost crashed into Andy.

Quincy's face was tight with anger as he said, "She pushed me… He found us and grabbed onto her, and she pushed me… And suddenly I couldn't see them anymore… Why… Why would she…"

Bobby felt the anger drain out of him as he watched the boy try to hold it together. Putting a hand on Quincy's shoulder, Bobby reassured him, "Trust me, boy. That child knew what she was doing. She probably already has some kind of half-baked plan in the works. It's not your fault. That troublemaker of mine craves conflict like it's air. She's going to be fine. We'll make sure of that. Now… go back to the house and wait for us. We'll find this bastard."

Quincy shook off his hand with a glare and said, "I may look like a child, but I'm not. I'm stronger than I look."

Bobby looked into his eyes and asked, "So… you're in the body of your younger self, huh?"

Quincy stared at him with a mixture of shock and wariness, and Bobby explained, "It was a guess. You're not the only one with that story… Look. You may have been an adult before, but right now… that's not incredibly helpful. Unless you have superpowers to back that up."

Quincy scowled and muttered, "Not anymore."

"Then do us all a favor. Stay here, so we can figure this out. That bastard… He took my kid. Now I'm going to settle this myself. Ash… what the hell is Andy doing?!"

"He's concentrating," Ash explained, gesturing to Andy who was on his back on the ground. "Last time Two-point-O was kidnapped she sent Andy a mental picture of where she was. Damn near knocked him out."

"Ah!" Andy yelled and winced. "Goddammit… she sent me a few things. An abandoned cabin, a guy with curly hair, and her broken bracelet… or what's left of it."

"A bead bracelet?" Quincy asked and held up a bead.

"Oh!" Ash exclaimed excitedly and clapped his hands. "They glow in the dark. She probably left us a trail."

The sun had already started to sink below the horizon. Bobby sighed and said, "Is the guy the kidnapper?"

Quincy asked Andy, "Was he wearing a ridiculous ruffled shirt and tight pants?"

"I thought the shirt looked cool," Andy said defensively but nodded.

"That's my brother," Quincy said with irritation. "I guess he was smart enough to hide the briefcase… or dumb enough to lose it. Probably the latter. Look… I know I'm not the most valuable asset right now, but… the kidnapper is after me. I used to work for the same company… different timeline. He's going to keep coming after me. Bring me with you. I can distract him long enough for you to get her to safety."

"I'm not going to use a kid as bait…"

"You need to… otherwise, he'll threaten her, and you'll need to use me anyway. Let's cut out the middle…"

Bobby groaned and said, "Stay behind me then. We can't have him grab you and take you both."

"Should I go grab a couple of flashlights?" Andy asked as the woods around them grew darker by the second.

"No," Quincy quickly spoke up. "They'll give away our location. He'll keep them alive long enough to exchange them for the briefcase… and me. We need to find them before he finds the suitcase."

Bobby used the residual light to look at the ground. Drag marks could just barely be seen, leading to another bead. Leading the way, he glanced back at the young faces following him. As much as he'd prefer to do this alone, he knew that Ash and Andy would refuse. And the kid would probably just go off on his own. Better to keep them in sight.

As the sun disappeared, the tracks became harder to see, but the beads began to glow. Bobby took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. Getting antsy wouldn't help anyone. He focused on the anger to keep himself sharp and on edge. If it wasn't for Crowley looking for her, he would have kept her at the salvage yard where it's nice and boring.

Bobby glanced at the kid who was still clutching the bead in his hand. Bobby whispered, "Don't beat yourself up too much. Ashlinn does what she wants, and there's not a whole lot any of us can do to stop her."

"I still don't understand why though. She doesn't even know me. For all she knows, I deserve to be killed," Quincy whispered with a haunted look in his eyes.

"Ashlinn believes in second chances, sport. She did it because she believes you're worth it… and also because she won't be satisfied until every hair on my head is gray."

Bobby adjusted his hat and stopped the boy as Andy came to a dead stop in front of them. An old abandoned cabin was mostly hidden by the remaining foliage, but the smoke coming out of the chimney gave it away. Quincy tensed up.

"It's a trap. He wants us to try to sneak inside," Quincy said with his eyes focusing on the cabin.

"We could create a distraction," Ash offered and took a bundle of C4 out of his bag.

Bobby gave him a withering look but didn't offer an alternative. The wind suddenly picked up, and Bobby grabbed onto his hat. Chills once again went up his spine as he realized that it wasn't ordinary wind. Don Stark had been teaching Ashlinn how to control her magic. The old witch had warned Bobby about the dangers of her having access to so much magic. Essentially if she spiraled out of control, it could be very dangerous to anyone in her radius.

"Balls!" Bobby whispered and ran for the house as the earth around them began to shake. Suddenly trees sprang up around him as magic forced the acorns at his feet to grow uncontrollably. The door of the cabin burst open as the door frame's wood came back to life. Bobby jumped through the door in time to see a man in a suit get squashed between three trees as they grew and spiraled around each other.

Ashlinn sat on the floor. Bobby flinched as he saw that her eyes had gone black and green. A sudden movement beside him made him take a step back as Ash bolted past him and pulled Ashlinn into a bear hug. Bobby watched in relief as Ashlinn's eyes went back to normal and the ground stopped shaking. Walking to Ash and Ashlinn, he knelt on the ground to pick Ashlinn up. A curly haired man stood up from behind a desk. Quincy immediately began to grill him on the location of the briefcase. The man pointed to the corner of the cabin.

Bobby held Ashlinn a little tighter to him as the man said that the kidnapper was planning to kill him before Ashlinn lost control. Bobby took a look at where the man had been. Blood ran down the trees where they had grown around each other giving Bobby no illusions about the man's fate. With a gruff command to leave, he led the group out the cabin and to the property. Winona ran out to meet them and took Ashlinn right out of Bobby's hands. He watched them go into the house before turning to Quincy and his brother.

"You two can stay here for the night. It might be a good idea to get a little rest before you dip off to your own world."

The brother smiled and agreed happily. Quincy looked unsure but thanked Bobby as he followed Bobby inside.

As Bobby collapsed on the couch, he set down his gun. It was a good thing they had Ash… He loved Ashlinn like his own, but he couldn't deny that her power scared the daylights out of him. A part of him wanted to chide Ash for his recklessness, but a larger portion of him was jealous of the boy. The amount of faith that boy had in that girl… It may very well save them all some day. Bobby turned on the television and fell asleep to the sound of late night infomercials.

The morning light streaming in the window woke him as he heard laughter from the kitchen. Bobby stretched his old bones and glanced in the kitchen to see Ash, Ashlinn, Andy, Winona, and Quincy's brother making breakfast and horsing around. With a small smile, he walked back to the couch and took a seat. Smiling at the sound of Ash and Ashlinn's whispered arguing about a television show, he noticed Quincy hesitating at the doorway.

"Why don't you go join them? They're a friendly bunch," Bobby encouraged him, and the boy stiffened.

"I'm not exactly at the age where I can enjoy some simple-minded banter," Quincy replied, and Bobby chuckled.

"Well, as a tired old man I can tell you from experience… that doesn't have an expiration date."

Quincy looked toward the kitchen as Winona chided the Ashes to be more quiet. They resumed their argument in a whisper.

"I don't know… if I deserve to."

Bobby looked at the boy. Quincy gripped onto his own arm with a mixture of shame and pain. "I deserved for that man to hunt me down… I did awful things to save my family. I don't think I have the right to live a normal life."

"No one is guaranteed anything. But I can tell you one thing: she'd say otherwise," Bobby replied with a nod to the kitchen. "Winona is a skinwalker. Andy is a child with powers from demon blood. Hell, I've done my own fair share of shady shit… Are you done with all that? Are you willing to give being a better person a shot?"

Quincy looked at him with surprise before saying, "Yes… I want to live the life that was taken from me."

"Then do so, son. And the first step is to act like the kid you look like. Go have fun. Be stupid. Life is shorter than you think. Make what you can of it while you have time."

"Thanks," Quincy whispered with a small smile.

As Quincy walked to the kitchen, Bobby settled into the couch with a smile of his own. Muffled laughter came from the kitchen with the smell of pancakes and bacon as Bobby once again drifted off but this time in comfort.