KITG: Sorry for the wait for this chapter. I moved house and only just got my Internet back :P

In the Search for Bullets

Sam awoke to the sound of Motorhead coming from downstairs. No doubt Dean was up. That night Dean had showed them all to a room, he didn't exactly know his way around. But he knew which room was Galen's so he could steer clear of the resting demon.

Sam pushed the thick covers off his form, the deep red almost blood like in their hue. Outside the winter sun gleamed of the pure white snow, he walked over to the window, now finally seeing the lay of the land. Galen's lad was huge, he could see the dirt track disappearing in the distance but could see no main road. To the left a frozen lake reflected light back. He looked down seeing the form of Galen leave the front entrance and begin walking over to the fenced off fields to the right. In the fields there seemed to be a stable and a large barn. Galen went into the barn first and Sam caught sight of the impala. It was fixed!

Galen came back out with a large pig in tow…then he opened the gate to one of the fields. Even here Sam could hear the piercing whistle as Galen called for something. Out of the stable came a fire horse, it's mane pure fire as its hide was black as night, almost looking like flame coming from coal.

He watched as Galen left the pig in the field and looked on wide-eyed as the horse began to devour the pig.. Deciding that was too much blood and gore for one morning he got dressed and went back to kitchen to see Dean having a fry up. Dean smiled in greeting to his little brother before passing him a plate of eggs and bacon. Normally Sam would have pointed out the cholesterol and how unhealthy this was…but he was so hungry he decided to eat it.

Soon enough their father came into the room followed by Bobby, in John's hand was the now useless colt. He threw it on the table like trash, his fists clenched in anger.

"This is now useless, and we now have no way to kill the bastard!" John raged.

"Sorry Dad, I missed…I.." Dean tried to apologize, feeling yet again that he had failed; he had failed to protect his brother from the Shikla. Wasted bullets in the gun, what use was he?

"It's okay son, there was nothing you could have done. You saved me and Sammy and that's what counts." John clapped his son on the back in comfort.

They all looked up as the back door open and in walked Galen, followed by a kindly, rather attractive old woman.

"Oh Galen love, you didn't say you had friends round" she smiled at the assembled group.

"Well I didn't know you were going to show up did I mum" Galen took the bags she was carrying from her. "You know mum, I can go shopping for myself and cook…how could I not? Being your son"

"Well, I like looking after my little demon" She reached forward and pinched his cheek. Galen sighed while rolling his eyes. Sending a glare Dean and Sam's way as they tried to hide a laugh.

"Little demon? Then you know what your son is?" John asked truly interested.

"Of course! He told me when one day when he got knocked over by a truck, then stood up again. Bit of a shock I can tell you. But he told me what he does. Not quite a devil, but not an angel either. Just keeping things as they should be. He's always been good to me and so is my son..besides he was such a cute baby" she giggled.

"Mum, you bring out those baby photos and I will have to hurt you" Galen's eyes flashed red a moment. But went back to green as his mum gave him a more demonic look.

"Don't take that tone with me young man!"

"Sorry mum" he groused

That was it, Dean and Sam were howling with laughter. Even John had a smile on his face. Sam and Dean looked at Galen then ran from the room as Galen shot off after them. All followed to see Galen tackling Dean to the ground, Sam was making snowballs and throwing them at Galen…but they didn't work too well, melting before the hit home so it was like Sam was throwing water at him.

Dean and Galen had taken on their demonic forms, messing around not to hurt but just a test of strength. Galen's mother laughed.

"Galen honey.." Galen threw Dean into Sam so they disappeared into the snow.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to cook dinner, brought you some apple pie too"

"Okay" he then disappeared as the brothers tackled him.

"I'll help you ma'm" Bobby offered.

"Please call me Beth." Galen's mother and Bobby went inside, leaving John to watch his son's mess around. Galen had great skill, no one could doubt that.

"Galen?" he shouted over.

"Yes?"

"Could you train us to be better hunters?" all stopped….John was asking for help.

"I could yes..why the sudden need?" Galen walked up to the elder Winchester

"With the colt out of bullets we need to find another way to kill him"

"The why don't you go and get more bullets?" Beth suddenly said from the doorway. She was holding a try with mugs on them, the smell of coffee wafting over to them.

"We can't get anymore," John answered.

"But Galen honey, is that the gun on the table?" Galen looked away, knowing where this was heading.

"Yes" John replied.

"But it has your symbol on it Galen…..don't you know where to get some. Isn't it in that book of yours? That you gave it to them?" Beth continued. All were now looking at Galen.

Galen glanced back at them, and then heaved a sigh. Suppose he would have to tell them.

Of a sorts yes…I did give them the gun. But not the bullets. They were made by another. An angel to be precise"

"Can't you take us to them?" Sam asked.

"….I could…but they ask high prices for their wares. It cost a lot to get 13 made the first time.." Galen was reluctant to tell of this. Last time the price had been on him, banished to an in between realm he hoped never to return to. The only place he feared. Another, neither demonic nor angelic but something else, ruled that place entirely.

It could not trespass here, as it was unable to survive either demonic, angelic or mortal. The place where it resided was only known as the Nexsis. Raw energy and power on a primal scale. If you fell to that realm…normally you were never seen again. Galen had managed to escape but barely. And he had been cursed…three strikes and he was out. One more to go then.

"We must go there" John came right up into Galen's face.

"I must do nothing," Galen growled, his demonic side awakening to the fear that was before him.

"Galen!" his mother exclaimed but even she stilled from a glace of his eyes this time.

"Galen, you know we need that gun" Dean said reasonably and Galen sighed in defeat

"Very well, I will take you there. We will leave tonight. But first mum, thought you said you were cooking?" He gave her a full dazzerling smile that would have melted women's hearts. Beth laughed and went back inside leaving Galen out in the snow…but Sam noticed the smile fall from the demons face as he looked to the north.

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They had eaten the meal, all thanking Beth for the food. The old women and left with a final peck on Galen's cheek. He watched her go to her car then watched as it disappeared out of sight, giving a huge sigh he turned back to the house. He found Sam and Dean in his training room, looking as his array of weapons

"Want to have some training then?" Galen asked as he entered.

"Sure" they both exclaimed. Galen took off his holy blade and laid it on his stand in the centre of the room.

Dean squared up to Galen as he began to instruct them, but looked over to see John studying his blade.

"What is this sword?"

"An angelic one" Galen replied as he easily evaded the two brothers.

"Then how can you wield it?" John reached out to touch it, it pulsed and he drew his hand back.

"Because it was made for me by God." He was a bit slow evading a blade from Dean and it cut the sleeve of his robe, exposing a tattoo. It was a dragon curled around the exact copy of the sword.

"What's that?" Sam pointed to it.

"My coat of arms as it were. It has been changed over the years. But this is my true symbol. Different from the symbol of the hunters" he pushed Dean over.

"But you are a demon now, you shouldn't be able to wield it" John continued.

"Interesting isn't it. I asked the same question of my lord Satan. He said maybe god had a plan for me. That I was to do something. Turns out it was to create the hunters. They needed something holy to believe in. I mean if it was a demonic blade they wouldn't follow it."

"Then it could be used to deceive people to doing the devils work" Bobby had decided to join them.

"It could I suppose, if I was to do it. But I can't so…"

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Galen had trained them for several hours, until the crescent moon began to rise in the sky. He called a halt to it and informed them that it was time to leave. He had gone out to the garden after drinking some blood from his chalice. His horse came over and turned into his Harley. The others packed weapons from Galen's arsenal after he had told them to help themselves. The stars shone down as Galen waited for them, the Impala had wheeled herself out of the barn following his hose as if sensing their departure was near. It parked beside him and sat purring waiting for its master. Galen wondered what the brother and father would make of the car now being alive.

Soon all came out of the house and got into the impala, Galen tried not to laugh at the faces of Sam and John when they had tried to get in the car and it had growled at them. Galen looked to the house, seeing all the lights turn of by themselves. Then looked over as Dean wound down the window to talk to Galen.

"So where are we going?"

"A long way, to another county in fact"

"What?" John exclaimed.

"Ever heard of the fates?"

"As in the Greek fates? The three witches that control the destiny of men?"

"Yes. They live in the high mountains where Olympus once stood. We need to go there" he replied starting the Harley.

"But how…?" Dean asked

"Don't worry. My familiar will show yours the way. Just sit back and relax." Galen set off as the impala put itself in gear and followed. All watched as the surroundings blurred and the feeling of being in two places at once as they headed to mount Olympus…

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A shadow watched as the car and Harley disappeared. Noting also that the entire farm seemed to vanish in a protective barrier. With a puff of smoke it went to inform his master of their destination….

TBC…

KITG: Again I'm sorry for the wait…don't you just love moving house?…..Not!