Sam took the angel blade in hand and flipped it, moving it around her fingers and twisting her wrist to get back into the feel of using it. Nodding she stowed it inside of her jacket, picking her bag up.

It felt good. It felt more than good. To get back into the saddle, to have something else to focus on rather than her own pain. This was where she was good with, this was where she was best.

Meeting her brother at the front entrance to the garage, she nodded at him, fighting the urge to smile. "You ready?" she asked him.

Dean nodded, not bothering to hide his grin. "Ready." he said, tossing her a flask filled with holy water. "More than ready actually."

"Me too." Sam said, pausing when she heard footsteps. She looked back to the hallway, watching Johnny half-jog towards them, fully dressed.

"I'm ready." he said a bit proudly, straightening up with a light in his eyes. "Tell me what I have to do."

"I don't think that-" Dean started to say only to stop, looking at her a bit helplessly.

"Johnny, I don't think you should come with us." Sam told him gently yet firmly. Her chest tightened when she saw the crestfallen look appear on his face.

"But...I want to come. I want to help." he said weakly, hands fidgeting. "I want to help, I want to come."

"This is a dangerous situation we're going into." Sam told him gently. "And we don't want you to get hurt."

"But I won't get hurt." Johnny weakly argued. "I just...I want to be with you guys and I want to make sure nothing happens to you mom."

Sam softened, looking at Dean once more, taking a deep breath. Dimly she remembered this being reversed, her being the one to beg their dad to come along, almost in tears every time she had been told no.

She had just wanted to make sure that her family had been alright then too.

She never felt more like their dad than at this moment.

"Alright." she conceded, seeing Dean's eyes widen from the side. "But you listen to us whatever we say, whenever we say." Johnny quickly nodded at that. "Alright, let's get into the car."

"Yes, thank you mom." Johnny gushed, hugging her quickly before hurrying into the garage to climb into the backseat of the impala. Sam breathed out slowly, feeling Deans gaze on her. "You have three seconds."

Dean hesitated and then shrugged. "It's up to you Sammy." he said simply, touching her arm before the both of them followed after her son, getting into their respective seats in the impala.

It's not something she had ever wanted for any possible children that she had. She was like her mom in that regard, she had wanted a normal life for any offspring.

But that choice was taken from her the moment that Johnny was conceived. He was a nephilim, he was never going to be normal. So she had to work with that and around that, and babying him wasn't going to help him in the long run.

Dean got them onto the road, neither of them saying anything for the time being. It was going to be a long drive to get to Fall River and there was going to be plenty of time to talk about anything they wanted to and anything they didn't want to.

"Johnny, we're going to a place that has a lot of demons." Sam told him, immediately getting her son's attention. "I don't think I need to tell you that demons are bad."

Johnny nodded. "I know that they have black eyes mostly," he said slowly. "And that they're from Hell."

"Exactly, never trust a demon, unless we say so." Sam said, adding the last part when she heard Dean snort. Without looking at her brother she reached out and smacked his arm. She breathed out slowly, trying to figure out if she could just tell him to wait in the car for them to return. "Johnny...this is a dangerous place we're going to, I don't want you to get hurt. Dean and I have years of experience." she said, seeing that Johnny was going to argue with her. "We're prepared, you're not."

"But to get experience, I need to be in the situation." Johnny said slowly. "I read in a book that actual experience is the best teacher."

"It is." Sam agreed. "But not when you could possibly get hurt."

"I heal fast." he told her matter-of-factly. "Really fast."

Considering everything, she didn't want to know how he had learned that fact.

"Okay, but like I said, you do as we tell you, no matter what." she said firmly. "If we tell you to run, you will run. If we tell you to go back to the car, you go back to the car. Understand?"

She could almost hear Dean snickered and she hated it and him, she knew perfectly well what she was doing.

Apparently she had more in common with their dad than she had thought, considering that she was quoting him almost completely right now.

"Understand mom, I promise." Johnny said, nodding importantly.

"Sir yes sir." she could hear Dean murmur next to her.

She reached out to smack him again, not caring that she did it a bit too hard.

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