Sam was in the bunker with Cass when Dean called. He quickly explained that Ellen called and that they were heading there, in fact, they were already in the yard. Sam asked if they needed help, but Dean said they would call if any was needed.
"I don't feel good about this, Cass. Something feels off." Sam shared his doubts with their angel friend.
"Do you want me to go there and check?"
"No, I'm sure Dean's got this. He said he'll call if he needs help."
Cass tilts his head at Sam. As Sam knew what Cass wanted to ask, he says "I don't know. Just this feeling deep in my gut..." Then Sam flinched at the sound of flapping wings. When he looked, Cass was no longer there.
Dean barged in the house followed by John and Jack. He looks around noticing Bobby, Ellen and Jo all on the ground. Jack and John checked on Bobby and Jo, whilst Dean checked on Ellen. They all nodded and exchanged looks, telling each other that the people in the room were still alive.
Then Dean noticed the table lamp go on in Bobby's study. He charged in there, but froze in the doorway. John followed and saw Dean covered in pure rage. Then he glanced at the man in the chair.
The man lifted his head high as his eyes sparked in that familiar glow and said with a twitch "Well... Long time no see, Dean."
John heard the familiar flap of wings. As if Dean could distinguish the flap, without turning his head, still shooting his gaze at AWMichael, he said "Cass, take Jack and dad and the others out of here."
Cass already zapped Jack and the others back in the bunker, but when he went for John, AWMicheal slips a paper of the table and presses his hand down hard on a sigil. The banishment sigil activates sending Cass thousands of miles away.
"You son of a bitch!" Dean charges at AWMichael but AWMicheal sends both him and John flying back into the living room. Dean hits the floor hard, but John hits the wall. His head hits a picture smashing the glass and he drops down, blood pouring out of his head.
Dean too hit his head, but quickly gets up. Maybe a bit too quickly as he starts to feel effects of a incoming concussion and his step wobbles a bit. He stares at AWMichael how casually walks out of the study.
"Dean, Dean, Dean. You should know better than to come after an archangel bare handed."
"I'm gonna kill you, you crazy son of a bitch!"
But Dean was in no shape to fight. He didn't know wheatear it was the fall or if it was AWMichael doing it, but his vision was starting to get blurry. He makes a step forward and loses his balance. He stumbles a bit, glares at AWMIchael infuriated before he loses his footing and hits the ground.
AWMichael smiles at his former vessel with content as he goes to draw another sigil on the wall.
Jack and the others appear in the bunker in front of Sam and Mary who has since joined him. The others were still unconscious.
"Jack?! What happened?" Sam asks nervously as he runs to them.
Jack's face pulls an angry grimace and he clutches his fists. "Michael."
Sam's face turns to horror. "What about Dean and dad? And Cass?"
Just as Jack shook of his head, Cass appears covered in mud. The angel was lucky as he landed just a few feet away from a pig pen in some farm.
"Sam. Michael has Dean and John. He used a banishment sigil before I could get to them. I tried re-entering the house, but he must have warded it."
Sam felt terror run through his entire body. What is Michael up to? There is no way Dean would say yes again. No matter what. And then a scariest thought occurred to him Dad. Bloodline. Ough, crap.
After hearing the commotion both Rowena and Gabriel run out of their little love nest. After hearing what happened, Gabriel's thoughts went towards his sister as he immediately calls out to her.
MJ appeared in the middle of the room. When she saw the look on their faces she knew something had happened.
6 hours later
Dean wakes up feeling like he had the worst hangover ever. He was in a sitting position and his neck hurt like he was there for a while. But when he tries to reach for his neck to rub it, he finds his hands are tied behind his back. And then the realization hits.
Dean's eyes seek out John first, but he was still lying head down in what was now a pool of blood, motionless. Dean's anger grew as he sought out AWMichael.
"Ah, Dean. Finally the sleeping beauty awakes." AWMichael says with a twich. "You know, out off all the vessels I had, yours was the most comfortable. For a while... At least."
"I ain't saying the Y word again! Never!"
"Ough, I know that. And I don't really care..." AWMichael squeezes a soft ball which appeared in his hand; as if he was trying to remain calm, remain focused. He continues with yet another twitch "No, what I want is what I lost a long time ago... A long, long time ago..."
Dean still stared at him, pissed. "Whatever it is, you ain't getting it."
"Ough, but I will. As soon as she comes to save you, I will."
MJ. Her angel. He wants his sister. Dean hoped she wouldn't come, but deep down he knew she would. If Dean was a real praying type, this would be a perfect time to pray for a miracle.
"You are crazy if you think she would do anything but spit in your face. She despises you."
"No, she doesn't. You see Dean, she's incapable of that..."
Dean frowns "What do you think, she's just gonna come here for a big family reunion? You killed her!"
AWMichael twitches and shakes his head nervously. He now really seemed like he was losing it. He snaps at Dean, getting into his face "That... That was a mistake! An unfortunate turn of events..."
"Like killing me, huh, bro?"
AWMichael turns around fast and confusion and horror cover his face. "Lu...Lucifer?"