When Dean awoke in the car, he was mentally exerted. Mike's training was pretty exhausting, especially when he got to the combat stage. As he sat in the back of the car watching his parents drive, he wondered how to bring up the subject of the special child. There was no easy way to say, 'oh hey, the archangel Michael told me in a dream that we need to stop off and go to find someone called Scott Carey because he'll be killed by a hunter!'. No, Dean needed to find a smarter way to do this. Perhaps get access to a laptop, pretend to find a Case on the road? Yeah, that'd work. Looking out the window, noticed that it was nearing night. It seemed he had slept long enough for his mother and father to switch driving duty.

"hey uh dad?" Dean asked hesitantly, "isn't there any way we can stop soon and get a bite to eat? I'm starving. I could really do with a – "

"burger?" "pie?" "burger?" his mother, brother and father all asked at the Same time. Rolling his eyes, Dean mockingly laughed along with them. "yeah yeah, laugh it up. Seriously though, when can we stop?" he asked

"I'll find out" Lucy said, whipping out her phone. "I'll call the cars ahead and find out." Dialling the number, Lucy waited for the phone to answer. Dean and joey waited with avid attention.

"hey John. We're all starving back here. Are there any diners nearby that we can take a break at?" she asked. Waiting a for more seconds, she turned back to Dean with a thumb up. Dean internally cheered. At least now he could eat AND do what Mike? - Mike was a bit too friendly - Michael had asked for him to do.

"okay will do, just flash your lights when you're about to turn. Yeah, great" with that, Lucy ended the call.

"okay, so there's a diner not too far from here. Maybe about a 30-minute drive away. Bobby and John will turn in first, and we'll follow them. They also said there's a motel nearby that we can stay in for the night."

"that sounds good, man I'm aching" joey moaned, rubbing at his shoulders with a frown on his face. Dean punched his shoulder, resulting in joey wincing and pushing back at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry your majesty. Is relaxing in a car all day not good on your delicate muscles?" Dean snapped back, relishing the growing look of embarrassment on joey's face.

"shut up Jerk! These seats aren't the most comfortable, and, I slept on the floor at the roadhouse if you remember! We can't all be lucky like you and get a bed" joey grumbled, shooting a glare at Dean before turning away from him. He rummaged in the bottom of his tattered green bag, pulling out a book and opening it. Turning back to glare once more at Dean, he looked back down at the page. Dean laughed aloud, rolling his eyes at Joey's stubborn antics. At least now he'd be able to research the Case and even present it to the hunters. They wouldn't all need to go, just a few. And he could also train a bit more with Michael, just in Case he needed some practice before finding the special child.

That reminded him, where was Cas?

"hey Cas, you furry winged chicken, where you at?" Dean asked aloud. It wasn't more than a few seconds before Cas answered – by literally appearing beside Dean. Dean's body – and he assumed joeys from the way joey yelled- was pushed up forcefully against the windows of the car to make room for Castiel's body.

"Dean, you enquired as to my location. I am here" Castiel informed Dean, once again looking intensely into Deans eyes. Dean cringed back, aware of the look joey and his mom was giving them.

"yeah…thanks Cas" he replied. "so, what have you been up to?" he asked the angel.

"I have been working with my brothers to locate high level demons, interrogate them and then exterminate them" he replied.

"that's cool. Found anyone interesting yet?" he asked.

"At the moment we have found low level demons. However, we are currently tracking Moloch, an ancient demon my superiors want dead"

"and you personally have been part of the search Cas?" Lucy asked, smiling widely at Cas. Cas nodded enthusiastically, looking almost proud when he replied "yes, I found the demons who informed us of Moloch's former location"

"Well done" joey clapped Castiel on the back. Cas nodded politely at the physical contact, before turning back expectantly to Dean. In the face of Cas' expectant look, Dean swallowed the gulp in his throat.

"well done Cas, that's pretty awesome of you" he told the angel. Cas' face was eerily blank for a few moments…then he smiled widely at Dean, a smile great enough to give Dean butterflies in his stomach.

"Thank you Dean" Castiel told him eagerly, smiling once more. Dean nodded, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. As he turned his head to face the window, he caught sight of his mom grinning at him. When Dean raised a questioning eyebrow, his mom said nothing but smiled knowingly. Dean tried to focus on the sights of the forests outside, but was a bit more focused on trying to get rid of the blush that was on his face. Dean watched the sight of the trees flicker quickly past his view as they sped quickly down the highway, barely allowing him to take in the sight of the abundant trees against the black night.

"oh turn it up, this is one of my favourites!" Lucy crowed, drawings Deans attention back to his mom. Mike did as obliged, turning up the volume of the radio for all the inhabitants to hear.

'take your time, don't live too fast, troubles will come and they will pass'

"oh man, I haven't heard this song in ages" Dean stated softly, resting his head against the seat and shutting his eyes in reminiscence.

"what song is this Dean?" Cas enquired, once again completely ignoring all boundaries of physical contact.

"this is a song called 'Simple Man' by Lynrd Skynrd. Mom used to play it all the time, it's her favourite"

"what is it about?" Cas asked. This was a persistent question with Cas, he was always trying to learn more about human culture. He was doing well. Over the last couple of years Dean had introduced Cas to the wonders of pizza – something he said was 'molecularly acceptable', to the music of ACDC whom he said were 'loud' and the magic that was Dr Sexy.

"listen to it Cas. It's about..AND BE A SIMPLE…KIND OF MA. BE SOMETHING YOU LOVE AND UNDERSTAND, BABY BE A SIMPLEEEEE KIND OF MAN, OH WONT YOU DO THIS, FOR ME SON, IF YOU CAAAAANNNN" Dean and his family simultaneously belted out the chorus, all of them emphasising the lyrics in an over-the-top fashion. Cas simply watched them all, intrigued in their behaviour.

When the chorus was over and the song continued, Cas spoke. "I understand. The voice is commanding people to be simple men. What about women? Does this not apply?" Cas asked.

"nooo noo" Dean interrupted, laughing at Cas. "don't interpret it so literally man, it's just a song. But yeah, it's telling us to be simple, to be happy. It's a nice song" Dean told him. "definitely mom's favourite" he said with a wry grin, looking at the way his mom was still singing loudly to the song, using her water bottle in place of a mic.

Pretty soon after, Dean saw the Bobby and John's cars flashing their lights, indicating to them that the Diner was close by.

"hey Cas, we're about to pull in to the diner. You can't be here when we pull in, otherwise they're gone ask when you got in the car. Give us about twenty mins and then turn up okay? Say we called you and told you our location, that you hitched a ride or something okay?" Dean quickly asked Cas. Cas nodded in reply, disappearing with a small flutter. As they pulled up into the driveway, Dean geared himself for what was going to be another awkward dinner.

"hey guys, smooth ride?" Lucy asked, shooting a grin at John and Bobby. Both men sI'mply nodded instead of replying verbally.

"yeah it was okay" Sam responded, smiling back. "I was just reading. Hey uh – you know some suspicious things have been happening around here?" he asked.

"oh yeah, like what?" Dean asked, feigning interest. This could be his chance to play on the dangerousness of the town, and then eventually introduce Scott carey as someone they should investigate.

"well in the past couple of months, people have died suspiciously. For example, two people last month died of electrocution. Funny thing? They weren't near anything electrical when they died"

Wait what? Why was Sam introducing Scott carey? How did he know? Or was this just coincidence?

"wow really?" Dean asked. "maybe we should check it out. I'll go" he volunteered eagerly.

"yeah I'll go too" Sam also volunteered, smiling shyly at dean who smiled back.

"ooh a hunt? I'll go" Joey offered, eager to hunt with his brother and a new hunter he had never hunted with before.

"no no" dean spoke quickly. "you need to rest, don't you?" he asked pointedly, "remember how sore you're feeling" he teased. Joey rolled his eyes, punching dean on the shoulder.

"yeah let the boys go" john commanded. "they can get to know each other" he explained, shrugging. Dean saw unspoken eye contact between Ellen and Bobby at John's comment; dean was instantly intrigued. But that could wait for another time, right now he was starving.

"so, not that this isn't interesting, but food?" he asked, looking at the bright neon sign of 'Lou's Diner.' Lucy clapped her hands, "follow me" she told everyone, walking quickly towards the diner. As they entered, they were led by a young waitress to a large booth at the back of the diner. It was large enough to seat them all. As they all sat down, Dean quickly picked up the menu, scanning his eyes across the variety of food that Lou's diner offered.

"well I'm getting the double bacon cheeseburger with a side of fries, a beer, and a slice of apple pie" he told everyone cheerfully.

"hm that sounds good. You like pie Dean?" John asked, his dark eyes meeting Dean's.

"yes sir" dean told him. "I love pie" he grinned cheekily, shooting a wink at his mom who rolled her eyes at dean's antics.

"well I'm getting the chicken salad" she told everyone primly.

"yeah that sounds good, I might get that too" Sam told her.

"Seriously man? of everything on the menu, you get a salad?" dean cried out, clutching a hand to his chest. "nope. Not in my presence. Get a burger, or at least some fries?"

"no I'm good" Sam refused, raising his hands up. "really, a salad is nutritious and-"

"-uh uh, I don't want to hear it. You're getting some fries, that's it" dean told him sternly. He caught sight of John smirking behind his menu. Despite Sam's refusals, when Deans food came, he scraped a generous serving onto Sam's salad. Sam rolled his eyes, but stabbed his forked into one chip, placing it into his mouth stubbornly.

"you should be happy Sam" Mike began, "dean never shares food with anyone. It means you must be pretty special" he told him. Sam blushed, nodding in thanks to dean before eating around the greasy chips and spearing lettuce onto his fork. Whilst dean was halfway through his burger, he became aware of a presence behind him.

"hello everyone" Cas intoned, greeting them blankly.

"hey Cas" dean waved half-heartedly at Cas, before gesturing for him to sit down on a seat. Cas did ask dean gestured, sitting down on the small space left by john on the edge of the booth. John, with a small displeased look on his face, moved up to make space for Cas.

"hey um Castiel, do you want anything to eat?" Sam offered.

"no thankyou Sam. I do not eat" Cas informed them. At the odd look he received, he expanded. "after ten, I do not eat. Health reasons" he offered stiltedly. Dean grinned, almost proud of Cas' ability to lie to them. Judging by the proud momma bear's smile Lucy displayed, she was also pleased at Cas' learning.

"So Cas, we're renting some rooms at the motel. You staying?" Ellen asked, trying to continue the conversation. Cas merely shrugged.

"Speaking of" Lucy began, "what's the sleeping arrangements? We could do by family –"

"nah, lets mix it up" john suggested. "the boys can stay together" he offered.

"how about this?" Ellen asked. "I'll stay with Lucy, she's the only woman here. John, Bobby and Mike can stay together. Then Dean, Sam, joey and Castiel? Or would you and dean prefer your own….?" Ellen trailed off, looking faintly uncomfortable. Castiel did not reply to the suggestion, but dean did.

"no! that's fine. Cas and I aren't –" he broke off, unsure how to phrase it.

"Dean and I are friends" Cas explained for them. Everyone nodded uncertainly.

"we can also talk about the Case" Sam suggested to dean.

"yeah that sounds good. Definitely."

When everyone finished up with their food they made their way to the partnering Motel. They booked the rooms as Ellen suggested, giving everyone a faint 'goodbye' before departing to their rooms. Dean was in a quadruple room that offered two bathrooms and four single beds. Taking the bed closest to the door, he threw his bag on the floor and fell onto the bed with a sigh. As predicted, Joey took the bed that was closest to his, and Cas took the bed in between Joey and Sam's.

"hey, you mind if I put on some TV?" Sam asked the room, flipping the small remote up and down in his hands.

"no problem man" Joey told him, waving for him to do so. Sam switched on the tv, flickering through the stations until –

"Dr Sexy is on, lets watch that!" Joey cried out, shooting a leer at Dean. Dean rolled his eyes. Joey knew how much he liked the show and seemed set on trying to embarrass him.

"okay so what? I like Dr Sexy, who doesn't?" he asked the room aloud, holding his hands up in mockery. "little joey can watch the show while the adults talk about the hunt" he told Joey in a childish tone, punching the boy on his shoulders as he stood to walk over to Sam.

"okay, so what do we know about this town then?" he asked Sam, taking the chair by the desk and sitting down on it.

"well…" Sam flipped open the laptop and began searching. "two deaths by electrocution. One… Sandra Carey, and a man called Lance Corbyn. They died a week apart. Sandra died first in her home, found dead on the kitchen floor. Nothing electrical was near her. Then a week later Corbyn hits the dust in a – a swimming pool of all places!"

"maybe something electrical dropped in the pool?" dean hedged, shrugging his shoulders. He was much more focused on the fact that Sandra Carey, who seemed to be related to Scott Carey, had been killed. Was she his wife or mother?

"nah that's the weird thing man" Sam sighed. "lance died in a pool full of people. They thought he had a heart attack. Its only when he's on the table they realised he showed signs of electrocution"

"hm that is weird. Maybe it was an isolated event. No clue. Hey Cas" dean turned to look at Cas who was staring avidly at the TV, "any ideas?" There was no response from Cas, he stared unblinkingly at the TV.

"CAS!" Dean shouted louder. Again no response. "CAS!" Dean shouted once more, finally getting Cas' attention. Cas turned his head in Dean's direction.

"yes Dean?" he asked quietly.

"anything to add?" Dean asked him.

"I believe Dr Sexy is having an affair with an oncologist" Cas told him, eyes widened. "but apparently he is also having an affair with the head surgeon. I understand that infidelity occurs, but why does he not just tell the ladies he does not wish for permanent entanglement?" Dean smacked his head with his hand.

"Cas, that's not what I'm talking about pal. I was talking about the Cas. It's weird, right?" he asked, knowing it was probably useless to ask Cas now that he was devoted to watching the show.

"Weird" the Angel replied disinterestedly, his eyes already focused on the screen. Dean rolled his eyes, turning back to Sam who seemed to be trying to hold in a smile.

"so, the Case" Sam blurted out after seeing Dean's growing glare. "maybe we should go scope out the town. Ask the family about it? Insurance officers maybe?"

"yeah that works. First thing tomorrow we'll check it out" dean vowed, slamming the laptop shut. "alright everybody, get some shut eye. You too Cas" he looked pointedly at the Angel. Cas merely nodded, laying back stiffly on the bed with his trench coat and shoes still on. He shut his eyes and went still. Jheeze. Cas was trying to act more human, but sometimes he was still too obvious.

Dean laughed stiltedly when he saw Sam's expression. "Cas likes to be fully prepared, so he sleeps lightly and fully dressed" he explained half-heartedly. Sam accepted the answer with a raised brow, but nodded nonetheless and got ready to sleep. Dean crashed back onto his bed, pulling the thin covers over his body once he took off his boots. Shutting his eyes, Dean welcomed the sleep.

- MORNING.

"Good Afternoon ma'am, I'm James Hendrix and this is Conor O'Neil, we're with Sunlight Insurance. We have a few questions about your husband's death" Dean smiled charmingly at the woman – Mrs Corbyn- who opened the door.

"I don't understand – we had people come by two weeks ago" she stuttered.

"I know ma'am, we just need to do another check in. please, it won't take much of your time" Sam grinned widely, causing her to blush. She opened the oak door a little wider. "please, come on in" she offered. They entered the small home, sitting down on the bright orange sofa's in the living room.

"what do you need to know?" she sighed.

"Well, we just have a list of questions" Sam began. "how did your husband die?"

"a heart attack"

"now I understand this heart attack showed signs of being caused by electricity" Dean added, raising an eyebrow.

"Well..yes, but it doesn't make sense" she told them.

"why not?" Sam asked softly, his eyes looking endearingly to her.

"because Lance was in a pool with lots of people! And he was the only one who got injured? It doesn't make sense"

"now I understand that Lance wasn't the only person who has died recently because of electrocution" Dean told her. "we have been told a Mrs…Carey died similarly"

"yes, poor Sandy. After everything she's been going through" she told them, her face frowning sympathetically.

"Everything she's been going through?" dean prodded.

"Well, I don't mean to be a gossip..." she trailed of suggestively "but her sons not the full shilling, if you understand" she looked at them pointedly. "her son Scott was always a good lad, but recently started acting strange. Real weird. He's been in and out of the hospital, was seeing a therapist for a long time. Said he had an Imaginary friend who told him to do things" she whispered. "real crazy if you ask me" she told them.

"what…kind of things, do you know?" dean asked hr interestedly.

"well just…why do you want to know? What does this have to do with my husband?" she seemed to remember their reason for being there.

"Well, Mrs Carey is also under our insurance. We're going to visit the Carey household next. We're just here to investigate if there could be a link between the two deaths" Sam placated her gently.

"oh" she frowned.

"Well, you best ask her son about that. I – I don't have anything else to tell you. You best be on your way" she told them.

"Thanks for the help ma'am" dean told her. The moment the door was shut on them, he turned to Sam.

"so, what do you think? Son with an Imaginary friend being told to do things. Now two people dead? Suspicious or suspicious?" dean asked him.

"Definitely suspicious. Should we check it out?" Sam asked.

"Do you even need to ask?"

"maybe we should split up. She mentioned a therapist. One of us can go there?" Sam suggested.

"I'll check out the therapist, you check out the son. Meet back in the diner by 1?" dean asked. Sam nodded.

"Dr Henry, I'm Agent William Langley. I have a few questions, if you have the time?" Dean asked, standing outside the office of Dr Henry who was listed as Scott Carey's therapist. A small mousey man with glasses and a twitch answered the door.

"of course Agent. Please, have a seat"

"thanks doc" Dean sat down on a comfortable sofa. "so, doc, I'm here about Scott Carey. He's a person of interest to us – we need to know some things"

"like what?" the man asked him hesitantly.

"we need to know some of the things he discussed with you" dean told him.

"Well patient confidentiality means I'm not permitted to disclose –" Dr Henry told him. Dean held up a hand to interrupt him.

"Doc, please. This is important. we believe he's linked in two murders already, and he might commit more. We need to know" dean pleaded, emphasising the severity of the situation.

"murders?" he was aghast.

"yes, murders. We think he's mentally unstable, we just need to know what's causing it" dean told him.

"Well…Mr Carey displayed anti-social behaviour. He frequently talked about someone he saw in his dreams. A yellow eyed man"

"yellow eyes?"

"yes. The yellow eyed man told him to do things. To…to kill. Scott informed me that he had not acted on this behaviour! You must understand, if I truly thought him a threat I would not have –"

"doc doc! Listen to me. Did he tell you any potential targets? What else this guy wanted him to do?"

"he just said he was special. That he had powers, ridiculous of course. Most recently he told me that he – he had invited demons into his home. That they were there to protect him because a hunter was coming after him. He called me this morning saying that the demons would protect him from now on" the baffled man explained to dean. Meanwhile, dean's head was whirring. The hunter was Walker, that's for sure. But the home being full of demons? Could that be true? Whipping out his phone, he dialled Sam. There was no answer. He called again, still no answer. Now he was growing frantic. If Sam wasn't answering and there were demons there…he was in danger! Dean stormed out of the room without so much as a 'bye' and called his mom.

"Dean, hey honey"

"listen to me, Sam's in trouble. He's gone to a house that has Demons in it! You need to get everyone and make your way!"

"oh shit! Okay baby we're coming. Don't you dare go in there on your own!"

"sure" dean lied, hanging up. "Cas! I need you buddy"

"dean" he appeared behind him.

"hey Cas listen! I need you to take me outside Scott Carey's home, theres demons there! Scott carey is a special child!" he told Cas frantically, voice getting louder by the second. Cas did as was asked without comment. When dean opened his eyes, they were outside a two story home.

"okay Cas, we need to get in without them realising. Go in from the top?" he suggested.

"Dean, I cannot enter. There are angel wards that permit me" Cas told him forloorny.

"oh okay, I'll just go in then" he shrugged.

"Dean, I do not wish for you to come to harm" Cas seemed almost broken now.

"hey hey look at me" Dean grabbed him by the shoulders, staring into his eyes. "nothing will happen to me. You'll be outside here, kill any demons that come out. I'll be fine, okay?" Dean asked him. Cas nodded.

"okay" dean nodded. "Give me a boost up"

With a muffled curse Dean was able to make his way through the window on the second floor. Landing gently onto the floor, he was in Scott's bedroom. Looking around, he realised there was no one in there., but he could hear noises from downstairs. He heard the sound of laughing, and a moan which he recognised as Sam's.

"Don't shout Sammy, it'll seem like you don't want to be around us" he heard a voice coo.

"I don't" Sam told them shortly.

"cmon special boy. I thought you'd be happy, here you are with another one!"

Another one? Was…was Sam a special child? Dean's stomach curled at the thought. Opening the door a bit wider, he took out the angel knife he had and crept along the hallway. So far he didn't see anything. He looked down the stairs, making a move to step lightly onto the stairs when-

"where you going pretty boy?" he heard, before he was yanked back. Dean was smashed against the wall, causing pain to flare in his head and behind his eyes.

"Shit" he yelped, struggling against the hands. Opening his eyes, he was being held up by a 65 year old looking man who had – yep, black eyes.

"now who are you, and why are you here?" he asked venomously.

"shut up" dean rolled his eyes before flicking his hand, sending the demon flying back. The demons eyes widened, struggling as he was held immobilised against the wall.

"bet you wasn't expecting that" dean grinned before thrusting the blade in the demons chest. The demon writhed for a second, before its whole body flared with orange light and slumped down – dead.

Gently dropping the body to the ground, dean crept down the stairs, remaining alert for any other demons. Sadly, it didn't work as he was – once again – yanked into the room. This time, he was Immobilised against the wall – just as he had done to the dead demon upstairs.

"Well I'll be damned" a short 4'9 female said. "here you are, in the flesh. I never thought I'd see the two of you in a room together" she looked between Sam and dean. Whilst dean was just confused, Sam's face showed shock.

"you and I need to talk sweetie" she told dean kindly, before she whirled around and punched Sam right in the face. Dean winced from the strength of the blow whilst Sam…well, Sam passed out.

"now it's just us, and a few of my friends" she gestured to the four demons standing at the back of the room, "we can talk. Dean dean dean, you happy you're back with your family? Having fun with baby brother?"

"What are you talking about?" dean snapped. "back with my family, I've always been with them." He rolled his eyes.

"no silly, not your adopted family. Your REAL FAMILY" she yelled at him, her face twisting into something inhumane.

"teaching baby Sam how to hunt maybe?" she asked him in a child tone. Dean said nothing, just frowned.

"or maybe…" she trailed off, a huge grin being displayed on her face. "maybe you don't know!" she laughed happily.

"know what?" dean asked, tired of her games.

"oh deano…dean dean dean. Sammy Winchester, Johnny Winchester, they're your family silly!" she told him. Dean froze.

"what? You don't believe me?" she asked. "I don't lie Dean. Sammy is your little brother. Four years younger, he's special you see…you? Not so much. But it'll hurt him when I kill you so that's a plus" she grinned, twirling a wicked looking knife in her hand.

"I don't believe you" dean grunted out. "why haven't they told me then?" he asked smugly.

"well…maybe they were disappointed with you? Or were happier without you?" she shrugged, stalking towards him. Holding the knife, she gently traced the knife along dean's face and lips. "I don't know dean, but… it doesn't really matter now? You're not going back with them"

"oh yeah?" dean asked. Shutting his eyes, he focused on the feeling of being incapacitated and his desire to be free. Pulling, he fell from his place on the wall. He punched the demon in the face before she could react, grappling with the knife in her hand. as the other demons moved towards him, dean sent them flying back across the room. He took the knife from the demon and stabbed it in her arm, causing her to yell out from pain. Dean turned to the demons on the wall, raising his hand. Clenching his fist, he focused on everything Michael had taught him. Glaring at the demon, he felt the power surge through his hands. The demon who was the focus of his attention glowed orange, yelling out in pain as spasms worked through his body. Then the body collapsed, but dean saw the human within was still faintly breathing. Turning back to the female with the knife stabbed through her hand, dean yanked it out.

"what are you?" she breathed out in fear? Dean grinned, taking pleasure in her fear.

"Dean!" dean turned at the sound of his mom's voice. The distraction was enough for the demon to push him back and kick him in the face, slamming him into the floor. Dean opened his eyes to see the hunters storm the room, spraying holy water at the remaining demons. John began to yell out an exorcism, working on getting rid of the demons from the human host. His mom jumped at the female demon who had kicked him down and begun exchanging blows. Dean made his way up slowly, his body protesting at the pain. As he turned back to look at his mom, he opened his mouth to cheer her on. Then he was made aware of the demon slowly approaching her from behind. In his hand was a large knife. The demon lunged towards his mom from behind, just as Dean screamed out "mom!"

Raising his hand, dean focused on diverting the direction of the knife. He was too slow to force the knife out of the demons hands, and had to watch in slow motion as the knife plunged through his mothers back.

"mom!" dean yelled, able to do nothing but clutch his mother to his chest as she fell, blood leaking from her mouth. Dean looked up in horror, yelling out for help.