Mary panted as she ran, barely allowing herself the barest glance back towards the cabin that she had been held prisoner. She wasn't sure when the angels were going to realize it but she had managed to escape the cage they were holding her in.

She wasn't sure what they had done with Lucifer and she didn't give a damn, she hoped that he was dead, that he had died screaming in pain.

Gritting her teeth she pushed that out of her mind, needing to get as much distance from the angels as possible. These were the overpowered angels, not the same tattered ones from her universe, therefore their powers were immense and they could capture within seconds.

She needed to focus, stumbling over rocks and branches, it almost seemed like there was no other color in this world other than various shades of grey. So it was harder to see anything in the ground that she was trying to avoid, but she kept pressing on.

Her sides were burning and her chest was tight, she had never been the best runner even as a hunter, it was her one weakness, but she ignored it as best as she could, not letting herself stop even for a moment.

Her footing slipped, however, at an unseen piece of ground that fell apart, causing her to fall down into an enclave, sliding down the ground and dirt as rocks and sticks scraped and scratched her. She tumbled down to the ground, spinning, arms up to cover her head as best as she could, breath escaping in panic. The second she felt herself slow down she forced herself to stand and keep going.

Only to literally run into someone who grabbed her roughly, shaking her to get her attention on them.

She moved on instinct, grabbing the arm and bringing her knee up as she dragged the man down onto it as hard as she could. Bringing her elbow up she slammed it against the side of his head as well, forcing him to drop to the ground.

"Mary Campbell?" came an incredulous voice that was slightly familiar.

Whirling around, adrenaline still pumping through her and chest heaving, her eyes widened when she saw who could only be Bobby Singer coming towards her, eyes wide in disbelief.

"Bobby?" she whispered, her voice breathless as she swallowed hard.

Bobby's lips parted as he looked at her, a soft look appearing on his face. "I take it from that other world with Sam and Dean. How'd you get stuck here?"

"Long story, I just escaped the angels." Mary told him breathlessly. "I need to get someplace away from them where they can't find me."

Bobby nodded at that, his face hardening over slightly. "You've reached the right people." he said, waving his hand to beckon her with them. "We've warded against angels, let's get to camp."

Mary nodded, swallowing hard and feeling every last bit of pain from the run and fall then as slowly the panic and adrenaline faded. She just needed to figure out a way out of this universe and back home to her kids, there had to be a way out of here.

There had to be a way.

Johnny opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling as he tried to figure out what he had seen. Logically he knew what it was, but ultimately, it didn't make that much sense to him why he was seeing it.

But his mom and uncle, and those words still made him feel warm inside and a smile appeared on his face, told him that his birth had created a rift in the universes and opened one to a different one where Mary had been trapped in.

Slowly moving to get out of bed he walked towards the kitchen where he could hear them preparing breakfast. When he got close enough to hear their voices he hurried up, a rush of excitement going through him.

If this meant what he thinks it means, then they could save Mary and bring her home and their family would get even bigger!

When he reached the kitchen Sam and Dean looked up at him, Sam smiling as she stood up to greet him. Before they could say anything, he said in a breathless excited tone.

"I saw grandma, she's alive." he told them, causing the both of them to freeze. "We can save her!"

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