Mamma Mia Part 1

Sam was in bed, naked and breathing heavily. The room he was in was lit with candles. 'Angela' was next to him, the comforter covering her from the chest down.

"Wow," Sam breathed out.

"Isn't this much more pleasant, Sammy?" Angela smiled up at him.

"I missed you, baby," Sam moved so that he was hovering over her.

"Oh, we'll get there, baby," Angela stopped him. "Just another couple of questions."

Sam moved his head while looking down at 'Angela,' his hair falling in front of his face. "Hmm."

~/~\~

Sam and 'Angela' were in bed relaxing, each of them holding a glass of red wine.

"American hunters aren't that bad, Sammy." Angela shook her head.

"Yeah. Uh, yeah, they are, Angie." Sam argued. "What, you think they're better in the U.K.?"

"Well, yeah," Angela giggled. "You know the Brits, they don't think. They do as they're told."

"Hm." Sam hummed.

"Don't you think… we should report to a higher authority?" Angela posed.

Sam scoffed and sighed, then took the glasses away to place them on the nightstand. "We, uh… We're not just gonna talk all night, right?"

Angela giggly girlishly as Sam moved over, pulling the sheet up slightly.

~/~\~

Lebanon, Kansas

Angela sat at the table talking on the phone. "I haven't found anything on these surveillance cameras. I mean, it's like they just disappeared. How about you? Any of the local beat cops see anybody that shouldn't be there?"

"It's pretty rural," Castiel's voice rang through. "Not a lot of beat cops. I've checked all the motels, abandoned buildings. No sign of Sam and Dean."

"All right," Angela sighed heavily. "I don't know. You know, check… real-estate offices. See if anybody bought a place or rented a place. I mean, these people had a damn plane. Maybe they do things legit."

"Okay, I understand. I'll call you in the morning."

"Cas, hey," Angela stopped him from hanging up. "So, here's the thing. It's been kind of weird here with, you know, Dad and Mary being back. I don't know how to act around Mary at all, a-and things are kind of weird with Dad. We try to act normal, but it's—it's so not normal."

"Um, I'm—I'm not sure," Castiel stammered. "What—what have they said to you?"

"Well, nothing," Angela replied. "That—that—that's the whole point."

"Okay, what have you said to them?"

"Well, nothing," Angela said again. "I'm—I don't know, I don't want to overwhelm either of them, Cas."

Castiel sighed deeply. "Don't make things needlessly complicated, as you humans tend to do. I'll call you."

The line went dead as Castiel hung up and Angela pursed her lips.

"Yeah. Great." She muttered under her breath. "That's helpful. Thanks."

Mary walked in wearing one of the Men of Letters robes and Robert walked in carrying Grace.

"Any news on Sam and Dean?" Mary inquired.

"Um, so, somewhere outsi—here," Angela showed them the computer. "Somewhere outside of Aldrich, Missouri. Cas is going through it with a fine-toothed comb, and I've cracked every database I could."

"Every what?" Mary raised her brows.

"Right," Angela nodded. "No internet your first time around."

"Pumpkin, you're gonna have to let us catch up," Robert replied. "I mean, it's only been 15 years for me, and technology is… so different."

"Our house didn't have an electric typewriter." Mary chuckled. "So… are you really afraid of overwhelming us?"

Angela looked up at the older hunters and swallowed nervously. "I am… thrilled that you guys are back, and Mary, S-Sam and Dean are going to be so happy."

"I just… Robert's right. It's just gonna take us a second to catch up, you know?" Mary replied softly.

"Of course," Angela agreed. "Take all the time you need, okay?"

"And when we do find Sam and Dean… how am I gonna face them?" Mary whispered.

Angela's brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"That yellow-eyed thing would never have come into our home that night if I… I started all of this." Mary murmured.

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Sam was lying on his stomach with 'Angela' behind him stroking his back.

"Isn't it surprising that despite all of our efforts, monsters remain rampant in this country?" Angela mused.

"Yeah, we just keep plugging away…" Sam mumbled.

"Baby, do you think that, maybe, some of the other hunters may have been compromised?" Angela murmured. "Or bought."

Sam turned on his side with a contemplative look on his face. "I mean… No, I—I don't, um…"

"Sammy, is everything all right?" Angela asked concernedly.

Sam saw the door open in the cellar and then 'Angela's' face close to his.

"Baby?"

Sam saw the water coming down from the hose onto him and his brother, and their attempt to escape the cellar.

"No!" Sam shook his head.

"Sammy, you're scaring me." Angela frowned in worry.

"No," Sam muttered, eyes widening. "You're not Angie. Not really… She's… She's dead."

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Sam started to regain consciousness while Dean remained slumped in his chair. Toni sat with one leg crossed over the other in her usual spot.

"Well, it was worth a try," Toni muttered.

"What did you do to me?" Sam demanded angrily.

"A hallucination created by a potion and powerful spell work," Toni explained. "Sadly, I can't do the spell again. Your brain would liquefy, which we don't want. Yet. So… I'll have to resort to less… pleasant methods," she picked up a knife and a pair of pliers. "Enhanced interrogation was never part of my job description." Toni scraped the knife along Sam's neck. "But as it turns out… I'm a quick study."

~/~\~

Lebanon, Kansas

Angela sat in the kitchen in front of her laptop while Grace ate cereal. Mary and Robert walked into the kitchen.

"Hey," Angela greeted with a small smile. "How'd you both sleep?"

"Good," Robert nodded. "I kept remembering stuff from when you were little."

"I had dreams all night," Mary added.

"Good dreams?" Angela asked curiously.

"Stuff I'd forgotten about," Mary sat down next to Grace. "Funny stuff John did. He was a great father."

Angela nodded when suddenly, her phone started ringing. "Hey, Cas, what do you got?"

"I think I may have found Sam and Dean's location," Castiel replied. "It's a farm. It appears empty, but it was rented two weeks ago to a woman with an English accent."

"Did you have a look inside?" Angela asked.

"No, no, it's—it's powerfully warded," Castiel answered.

"Powerfully warded?" Angela's brows shot up. "Okay, see, hon, that—that was your headline right there."

"Are we still discussing the same thing?"

"Where are you?" Angela sighed.

"I'll text you the address."

"Okay, got it. I'm on my way." Angela replied before hanging up.

Mary stood up from the table. "Robert and I will get our coats."

"Wait," Angela frowned. "Uh, okay. Why don't I take this one solo, okay? We just—we don't know what we're walking into here."

"We never know, Pumpkin. We're hunters." Robert reminded.

"Right. Um… Okay," Angela pursed her lips. "I—I can't do my job if I'm worried about you guys."

"Angela," Mary started. "You won't have to be. We can handle ourselves. Okay? All right, good talk."

"Oh, boy," Angela muttered as her dad and mother-in-law walked off.

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Aldrich, Missouri

Toni threw water on Sam and Dean's faces. "Good morning, boys. Let's start again, shall we? Take our time. I've cleared my calendar. I would like names and locations of every hunter… the passcodes to each and every Men of Letters database held in the bunker, and then—oh, yes—let's do discuss your relationships with the demon Ruby and the vampire Benny Lafitte."

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"I can't believe I let you guys talk me into this," Angela noted as she drove the Impala.

"I'm your father," Robert replied. "You have to do what I say."

"Look," Mary added. "They targeted the bunker. They obviously know a lot about you, Sam, and Dean. They'll be expecting you. Robert and I are the last people they'd expect."

"You were good at this, weren't you?" Angela asked Mary.

"Very," she nodded. "The thing is, hunters… no matter how good they are, they all end up the same way."

"You know, before Sam and I met each other, w—we both got out," Angela started. "Sammy went to Stanford, a-and after you died, Dad, I… stopped hunting for a while."

"You both had a chance to get out?" Mary frowned. "And you came back?"

"Well, without hunting, Sam and I never would have met." Angela shrugged. "And… Sam and Dean, they became my family. I wasn't alone anymore. We have each other."

A/N: Hey, guys, I hope you liked this chapter! I'm so excited to delve more into Angela and Robert's relationship! Be sure to leave a review to let me know what you think! Feedback is the most important thing for a writer. Love y'all, xoxo :)

~Emily