Silence was a hell of a lot louder than screaming and Deans ears were ringing with overwhelming silence. Sam couldn't look any of them in the eyes, holding onto his phone and staring at the ground instead.

"I need to go." he repeated. "Stuff...stuff came up and I can't ignore it, my...my friends need my help."

"We need you." John was the first one to break the silence, the words strained and tense. "Sam, you can't just leave right now."

"I need to go." Sam stressed, still not looking at them. "There's a lot happening and I need to go and help them."

"And what the hell is so important that you're going to leave your family again?" Dean demanded, hating how much he liked how Sam flinched at his words.

Sam took a deep breath, he had managed to get dark circles under his eyes in seconds, looking as if he had the world on his shoulders once more.

"The end of the world." he said softly and Dean was sure that he had heard him wrong. "I'm dealing with the end of the world."

"Is...is that code for something?" John asked hesitantly, glancing at Mary who just looked pale.

"I wish." Sam said softly. "Its...there's a lot to tell you and I don't have that much time but yeah, it's the end of the world and I'm trying my best to keep that from happening."

"Is it the demons that got free?" Mary asked, swallowing hard. "Are they the ones that are trying to end the world?"

"Half them." Sam said softly, shaking his head. "I don't...I don't want to overwhelm you guys, there's a lot of new things that are happening. Mom, its stuff that you've never experienced before in your past as a hunter. It's a whole new chapter and most hunters have no idea what to do with it."

"Sam, what is it?" Mary asked. "Just tell us, skip the minor details and just tell us."

"Angels." Sam finally said, taking a deep breath. "I'm talking about angels."

"Angels are real?" Mary asked in disbelief, and if mom was the one in disbelief despite having been a hunter, what did that mean for them?

"Angels are real." Sam confirmed, nodding. "But don't get that confused. Angels are nowhere near the good guys."

"But...aren't angels supposed to be good?" Dean asked. "I mean the bible says that they are."

"The bible is a liar and I'm going to be honest, if I had to choose between angels and demons, I'd pick demons." Sam told them. "They're manipulative, they're destructive, they look down on us and they don't care if we die."

"And demons don't?" Mary asked dubiously, raising an eyebrow.

"Demons don't hide it behind righteousness."

Sams phone beeped once more and he looked down at it, answering a text quickly as his fingers flew over the screen. "Demons are a lot more straightforward." he continued. "They don't hide what they want like the angels do."

Sam sighed and rubbed at his eyes, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, I really am." he said softly, finally looking up at them. "I'll try to come back, I don't know when, but I really need to go."

With that he turned around and quickly went back upstairs, not letting any of them have a chance to say anything else.

Maybe he was afraid that they would be able to keep him from leaving and he was trying to avoid it.

Johns hands came up to grip at his hair for a moment, breathing out heavily. "We can't just...let him leave." he said, his voice rough and heavy. "What if...what if we never see him again?"

Mary didn't speak, eyes withdrawn. "That's the life of a hunter." she said quietly. "Its...it's why I never wanted that life. And...I'm going to be honest, we can't stop him." she took a deep breath. "You can't ever stop a hunter."

"We can't just let him go without a fight." John protested, turning to look at her. Mary met his gaze tiredly, drained, and already accepting what Sam was about to do.

Dean got up suddenly and moved quickly, going upstairs to his brothers room and almost barreling straight into him at the top of the stairs. Sam stumbled back for a moment and Dean had to grab at the handrail to keep from falling back down the stairs.

"Dean?" Sam asked, staring at his brother who was breathing heavily. Sam had redressed in the clothes he had been in yesterday and was about to obviously leave.

Dean narrowed his eyes at him, barely resisting the urge to grab at his shirt.

"I'm coming with you."

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