Warnings: Animal killing (for food), language

The boys weren't sure how long they had been there. It felt like months but had only been a few weeks, one month tops. They focused on learning skills. Dean taught them how to handle a gun, running random exercises without telling them on how to hide quickly in any situation and also how to fight back and steal a gun from someone. It resulted in several bruises and cuts, but that's where Lisa came into play. She used what she had available to create slings, bandages, stitches, and whatever else they might need.

"Dude, your brother is going to be the death of me." Bobby groaned, throwing himself onto his sleeping bag. Sam shook his head and rested against a tree and flipped the pocket knife he had found in one of the boxes. It was getting colder out, so Sam was bundled up in his letter jacket. A piece of better times. Just when they thought that they planes had stopped, they heard them again followed by more bombs.

"Cas, Sam. Come with me." Dean said, gun hanging off his shoulder. "Bring your guns. We're going hunting."

"Thank god." Lisa groaned. "I'm running out of ways to make jerky and Spam taste good." Dean rolled his eyes some before motioning for Sam and Cas again. They were going deer hunting and Sam was almost as good of a shot as Dean was. And Cas was just along for their enjoyment, even though he shot a little better than the other guys did. The two boys grabbed their guns and followed Dean deeper into the woods.

They set in silence for a while, just listening to the sounds of nature. It was so peaceful. Dean even considered building a house up here once this was all done and over with. As much as he loved easy access to a bar and the nightlight of Colorado Springs, he enjoyed his quiet time just as much. Especially after being around bombs and screaming people for a good chunk of his 20's.

Movement out of the corner of Dean's eyes had him tensing up some, until he saw a beautiful buck walking through the clearing. He smiled and nudged Cas, motioning with his head at the deer. Cas nodded and raised his gun, aiming at the buck and firing. The shot rang out and the deer fell. Cas smiled and jumped up.

"I got him!" Cas said, a little too excited. Dean looked over at Sam and gave him a wink before leading the two boys over to the deer. Cas was about ready to shoot it again when Dean placed a hand on his gun.

"Never shoot twice." Dean explained. Cas did that thing he did where he tilted his head to the side, wanting more explanation. "If you shoot twice, it's easier to pinpoint where you're at." Dean pulled a knife out of his jacket pocket and flicked it open. "You gotta cut the throat man." Dean knelt down and helped with the task. "Sammy and I used to go hunting with dad a lot. We did a training thing one time where we had to stay hidden from him for the whole week. If we could, he gave us $50 a piece. And one of the skills we learned was stealth killing."

"You forgot the most important one Dean." Sam said, looking over at Dean with a small smirk on his face.

"What? What is it?" Cas asked. Dean looked at him, biting his lip to keep from laughing.

"This is your first time, right? Hunting virgin?" Dean asked. Cas nodded, his cheeks reddening some. "Well, you gotta drink it if it's your first Cassie."

"D-drink it? Drink what?" Cas asked. Dean looked at Sam.

"You know what." Dean said, finding his makeshift cup that he had brought with him and pouring out the tiny bit of water that was left in it from the hunting trip.

"What's it taste like?" Cas asked, fear evident in his voice.

"It's not too bad." Sam said with a shrug. "It's salty, that's for sure. Just imagine you're eating a rare steak or something." Dean got some of the blood in the cup.

"And you gotta do it." Dean added. "Or you'll piss off the spirit of the deer and I can't imagine its ghost would be happy." Cas nodded and reached out, taking the warm cup from Dean.

"When you drink it, you'll be a real hunter." Sam said, seeing the unsure look in Cas's eyes. "And you want to be a real hunter, right?" Cas nodded. "Then bottoms up." Cas took a deep breath then started to chug the red liquid.

"Come on little buddy. You can do it." Dean encouraged. Cas set the empty cup down and looked up at the brothers. "You did it. Good job man." He gave Cas a high five.

"Our dad said that once you did that, there was something different about you." Sam explained. Cas nodded.

"That's good right?" Cas asked. Sam shrugged.

"I guess so man." Cas nodded again. "I mean, I've never done it before." Cas's eyes widened as the Winchester brothers broke out laughing.

"What do you mean you've never done it before?! You told me what it tasted like!" Cas said. Dean kept laughing loudly.

"No man! Our dad never made us drink deer blood before! I can't believe you did it!" Dean laughed. Cas glared him down, but he was secretly glad that he was being included in their little thing.

"We're almost out of beans." Rufus announced that night. The boys had taken care of gutting and cleaning the deer while Rufus and Lisa took care of cooking. She was an amazing cook and could work wonders with what little bit they had. Dean had tried to cook for them their first week up on the mountain, and it hadn't exactly turned out well.

"What about the olives? And the crackers?" Dean asked.

"Pretty low on everything except the deer you guys have shot and the fish we've caught." Bobby explained. "And as much as I hate to say it, we're going to need something besides meat to survive on." Dean sighed and a pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to figure out what to do next. Bobby was right after all. And winter was coming up fast. All the food that was safe for them to eat out here would be dying off soon.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll go into town." Dean announced.

"Not alone you're not." Lisa said, standing up.

"I'm not letting any of you come with me. What if I get caught?"

"So?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "It's not safe for you to go by yourself."

"And it's not safe to have a group of teenagers suddenly appear after almost two months of being missing either." Dean shot back. The two of them started bickering back and forth, throwing around slurs and colorful words at each other. Caleb leaned over to Jimmy.

"I bet they'll be fucking by the end of the week." Caleb said. Jimmy watched them.

"I give them three days." He said. Rufus shook his head.

"I bet they'll be going at it in the back of his Impala by tonight." He told the two of them, making them laugh a little bit.

"You're not going. That's final. I'll take Sammy with me and that's it." Dean growled at the woman. Lisa smirked at him.

"Wanna bet?"