We call Sam in the morning before we leave for the church. Although Dean and I made up, there was still a lingering tension between us.

"Hey, how's it going?" I hear him ask his brother through the phone. Dean puts it on speaker phone and sets it on the table.

"We're going to need some things" Dean speaks out while slipping on his boots. I wait patiently next to the list we wrote together last night, ready to read it off.

Sam doesn't answer but we hear shuffling and I know he's getting something to write with. When the shuffling is done he finally speaks up "go ahead"

"We need ID's, with our real information on it" I speak up first.

"uhh, what?" Sam questions. Dean informed me of his "death" years ago and I knew Sam would be thinking the Sam as he did.

I slowly explain "it's actually a good thing they think he's dead. If anything happens, he is just an all new Dean Winchester. Besides" I add on "with what he is going to do, he won't be getting caught up with the police."

"Alright, what else?" Sam asks.

"Well, we are going to move into the cabin, so that has to be the address for the licenses, and we will need it to be warded for safety before we can move Paul in there with us." I explain.

"You think that's a good idea?" Sam asks "He can just stay with me here."

I rolls my eyes with a smile "you're crazy if you think we'll be living my life without him for that long"

He chuckles at my response "understandable" he responds. "Anything else?"

"Can you clean the house of any weapons?" I ask next. Dean huffs at this question, but we already discussed it. It's too risky to have these things lying around for Dean to use. If something is to happen, I'll be the one who will have to protect us.

Sam hesitates his response "uhm, everything?"

"Yea." I bite my lip before adding in my last request, it's not one we wrote down on our list and I know Dean isn't going to be happy about it. "Also, last thing for now.." I exhale quickly "you gotta do the same thing to the Impala."

"What?!" Dean stands thrown off by the last request "No way! We can't change baby!" He protests.

"We have too, you can't be driving around with all of that in your car!" I explain my reasoning to him.

"It's fine, no one's going to know. We can't just get rid of everything Hayden!" He fights me.

I look at him sternly "alright, drive the Impala with it cleaned out, or drive something else when we get back?" giving him a choice.

"fine" he returns through gritted teeth. "Leave baby alone, I'll take a car from the garage" he tells his brother over the phone "but that doesn't mean you can drive her!" He adds quickly.

"Alright" Sam says back "I'll get on it."

"How's Paul?" I ask him.

"He's good, he's right here! Say hi to mom and dad, Paul!" You can hear Sam's smile through the phone. We hear some of Paul's cooing sounds and the both of us smile.

"Hi baby. I miss you so much!" I say over the phone to my son who's continuing to coo.

Dean speaks after me "I miss you too, son. We will be back as soon as we can. Thanks again Sammy."

"Anytime. I'll call back when it's all done. Good luck" Sam hangs up the phone.

We leave after that, and take a taxi to our destination. We pull up to the creepy outside of the church and I pay the cab driver his money. After he drives away, and the street is clear, we make our way to the back entrance we emerged from the day prior. Dean opens the cellar doors and walks in front of me quickly. We walk silently through the same halls as before and make our way back into the same seats. The pastor takes off his glasses and pushes his bible towards us. Dean and I look down and re-read the 10 tasks ahead.

"Do you have questions?" He asks us after a few moments of silence.

I wait to see if Dean says anything but he doesn't, he keeps his eyes trained on the page in front of him. So I ask a question that's been lingering in my mind since last night "Do you think he can do this?"

The mans eyes adjust for a moment before he responds "Yes, I do. Through Christ, anything is possible." He pauses.

I know he wanted to say something more so I urge him to continue "but what?" I ask.

He inhales deeply before resuming "I think you are going about this in the wrong way." He opens up, Dean's head finally lifts to stare at him "You said yesterday" Pastor Gideon references to Dean, "that the first one will be hard for you, well that's where you should be starting." We look at each other confused. "You see, everything else will come easier and more natural if you just believe in God. Everything you are fighting against, you will find peace and love within Him." He says.

"How am I suppose to believe that after all the horrible things I've seen.. or the horrible things I've done.." He trails off looking at me, pain resurfacing from within. He looks away from me, blinking hard as his eyes almost well with tears "that I can be forgiven."

Pastor Gideon smiles and says "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:9."

"just like that? It's that easy?" Dean asks skeptically. Pastor Gideon nods and Dean shrugs "I don't even know where to begin trying to believe.. How do I do that?" He asks sitting closer to the desk, waiting for an answer he can accept.

I also sit up a bit closer waiting for the answer. I've confessed my sins in the past, but only during our darkest times. When I had to use my blood to bring back Dean. I may have confessed all my sins, but did I truly believe God was the one to forgive them? I don't know.

"Well, start by saying this prayer when you wake up in the morning, and when you go to bed at night.." He rifles through some papers on his desk and hands Dean a ripped piece of paper with scribbled writing on it.

Dean reads it aloud "Dear Jesus, thank You for loving me and dying on the cross for my sins. I want to know You personally. I invite You into my life as my Lord and Savior. Thank You for forgiving me of all my sins and for the gift of eternal life. Help me to grow close to You in this new life You've given me."

"And when you say it, try and say it with your heart, not just your words. You've prayed before, yes?" He asks Dean. Both of us nod our heads vertically for a yes. "See, you have faith already.. You are just blocking it. You are holding it in, afraid of what will happen when you finally let go and let Him take control." He explains "But watch what happens when you do.."

Dean slouches back into the chair and puts his eyes back onto the piece of paper. We sit there in silence for a few minutes before Pastor Gideon speaks up again "now, you have covered 3 of the commandments, would you like to go over one more today before you leave here?" He asks us.

I look to Dean for his answer, I don't know if it will be too much for him or not. He doesn't answer but instead looks to me. I shrug my shoulder slightly "we only have 2 more days to visit him, I think we should."

Dean nods his head as if to agree and turns his attention back to the bible "sure" is what I think I heard him say under his breath. He looks back up and between the two of us shortly after "what about, Thou shalt not commit adultery.. that's easy enough, we're not married" He smirks to me. I give him a not pleased look and he adds on "I wouldn't cheat on you married or not married."

I give him a satisfied tight lip smile. He squeezes my hand softly and the smile loosens. I trust Dean, I know he wouldn't cheat on me.

Pastor Gideon sighs "ahhh, yes.. but there is more to it then that.." his head cocks to the side. "This commandment is more than just forbidding the acts of adultery, it also includes fornication."

My head turns to Dean, understanding what he is trying to say, but I can tell Dean isn't follow. I hold on to his hand a little tighter "meaning?" Dean finally asks.

"Meaning there should be no sex between unmarried people.." He trails off, sensing the tension rising off Dean.

"of course." Dean says. "That'll be fun" he says to me sarcastically.

"There's a few more things that fall under this commandments umbrella." The Pastor informs us. Dean just stares ahead and waits for the list. "there is a longer list you can look into yourself, but I will give you the two others most men struggle with..There is no pornography, and no masturbation."

Deans head shakes a little before speaking "alright then. There's a lot to work on between yesterday and today.. I think we've covered enough for today.." His hand releases mine and he stands up. We say our goodbyes and make our way back to the motel.