Warnings: Language and violence

Dean and Sam had fallen asleep in the cave the night before. No one had bothered them, just like no one had bothered Caleb when he found out his dad had died. But Dean had woke up that next morning with no sign of Sam in the cave. He set up quickly, looking around. Maybe Sam was just out taking a piss? Maybe he was hungry? But it didn't matter because Dean's big brother mode had already activated and could not stop until he saw him with his own eyes.

He grabbed his gun and left the cave. He saw Benny and Lisa curled up around each other and he rolled his eyes. Of course. He wanted to wake them up to watch the embarrassment in their eyes when they realized they fell asleep with each other, but he decided not to. He wanted to find Sam instead. He made his way towards some boulders that set at the edge of the forest, where they would sit to keep watch. Sam was perched there, knife carving at the stone. Dean stood there, watching his brother. He had carved names into the rock. Martin Robinson, Rick Padalecki, Mark Pellegrino, Jessica Moore, and John Winchester. A wall of memory.

"Morning Sammy." Dean said, walking towards his brother. Sam set back and wiped at his forehead before stowing his knife. "You didn't wake me up."

"You were sleeping really good for the first time in weeks." Sam said. Dean ran a hand over the rock with the names etched into it. "Surprise."

"This is really good Sammy." Dean said. "They all deserve to have their names up here."

"That way, in case we…" Dean looked up at him.

"I'm getting you out of this." Dean explained. "You're going to go on and tell our story to anyone who will listen. But this is still a good reminder of what we're fighting for." Sam nodded. "Come on. I'm gonna try to make some deer meat bacon." Sam smiled and slid down off the rock. He followed Dean back to camp where the others were starting to wake up. Lisa and Benny looked up at Dean walked past.

"Looks like you made a new friend." He chuckled with a wink. Lisa's face reddened. Benny chuckled.

"That I did Dean." He laughed. Dean rolled his eyes some and went to work on making breakfast. Crowley set down by the fire, holding his hands out to it.

"We found their bunkers." Crowley said. "There's a handful of planes and housing for soldiers just a little ways north east of here."

"Good." Dean said. "With Benny here, I think we have a really good shot of destroying as many of their planes as we can. We have all the gear we've taken from their soldiers. Grenades and guns. We can make a plan and such." Everyone nodded. Sam disappeared to where the weapons were. He came back a second later.

"I got this off of the last guys we fought. I thought you would appreciate Dean." He said. He handed Dean a large, black gun. Dean's eyes lit up and his smile widened. Benny stood by him, eyes wide.

"Is that a grenade launcher?" Benny asked. Dean nodded.

"Yeah it is." He laughed. "And she's all mine now."

"All prisoners are required to stay in the light." They heard the recorded say. "Do not attempt to hide. All prisoner are required to…" Dean couldn't deal with it anymore. With a smile, he aimed the launcher at a guard tower with speakers attached to it and fired. The words stopped instantly and people gasped as they watched. In the middle of the planes and barracks was a POW camp. He smiled as a truck barreled through the razor wire fence.

"Come on! Move!" Benny called out to the others. The Hunters all jumped out of truck, guns in hand. Sam watched one man run towards a tent, screaming "The Hunters! The Hunters!" over and over again. Dean launched a grenade at the tent then, causing all of the soldiers inside to run out. That made it open season for Jo, Meg, and Ruby, who all were pretty good shots.

Jimmy started passing out guns to prisoners as they ran up toward the truck to seek escape. They took them without question and started following the others lead, shooting the men who had held them prisoner. They revolted and Dean couldn't help but smile as he watched them. He just wished they would've gotten there before the last shooting…

Caleb and Benny took to throwing explosives in vehicles to stop them from being used. Benny got to use the middle finger quite a bit, which made Caleb smile like no other. He was glad revenge was being dished out. He gripped his gun tighter and fired at anyone who wasn't a friend. Benny hated to admit it, but that kid was probably well suited for military training when this was all done and over with.

"Come on!" Bobby called out to the other Hunters. "Let's go!" They all ran for the truck and jumped up into it as Bobby took off. They set in the back of the car as they compound exploded, the prisoners all free from it.

"Hunters!" Rufus called out, raising his fist in the air in victory.

"Hunters!" The other cheered out.

It was a rare sunny morning the next day. Lisa, Jo, Ruby, and Meg set up on the rocks watching as the boys played with a football. Even Sam was playing, and he really had no interest in football. That's why when John suggested joining a sport back in elementary school, Sam took up soccer and never looked back. Benny kept sending smiles and winks over to Lisa as he played, claiming she was his good luck charm.

"You guys really should've been on the football team." Benny laughed.

"Soccer." Sam said, raising his hand.

"Delinquent." Crowley added.

"Don't really care." Bobby and Rufus said at the same time.

"Had to help dad at the store." Caleb said, cringing a little.

"Watched plenty of it. Didn't need to play." Jimmy laughed.

"I'm just a nerd and would be slaughtered on a football field." Cas explained. Benny laughed loudly, smiling at the boys. He hadn't laughed in a while and he could that they hadn't either.

"And what about you Dean-o. Did you play a little pigskin in high school?" Benny asked. Dean shook his head.

"Nah, I had more important things to do." Dean said.

"Like what?" Benny asked. Dean glanced over at Sam. He hadn't been able to play sports because he had to take care of Sam. He had to be there to cheer Sam on, because lord knows that John wouldn't have ever remembered to go.

"Rebuilding my baby. Hanging out with Cassie Robinson, Carmen Porter, and Bela Talbot under the bleachers during said football games." Dean laughed. Benny stared at him.

"At the same time?" He asked. Dean chuckled.

"Some things just need to stay secret Benny." Dean laughed. Benny whistled. It was almost Christmas. They could feel it in the air. Normally, they would've all been jumping for joy at the thought of new game systems or gift cards, but this year, the only thing they wanted was to go home and everything to have been a bad dream.

Instead, a few nights later, with Christmas music playing from the boom box, they passed around bottles of beer and whiskey as they set around the fire. Christmas dinner was some meat that Cain had sent their way when Dean went to visit. There were no presents, no tree, no ugly Christmas sweaters, nothing like that. And they were all okay with it. Because they were all alive and that's all that mattered. They could have more Christmas's once this whole thing was done and over with and they had won.

"And for the Hunters out there, if you have your ears on, help is on the way." The woman said before putting on an Elvis song. Everyone looked at each other. They had been promised help in the past. Yeah, they had Benny, but he was just one man.

"I'm tired of promises they can't keep." Dean whispered. "But we'll fight like hell to see if they'll make good on this one." Everyone stayed quiet for a while until Cas went to the Impala and pulled out the guitar that he had taken from Rick's.

"Anyone know how to play?" He asked. Dean sighed and raised his hand. Sam looked at him.

"What? The chicks dig it." He said with a shrug. Sam rolled his eyes but was honestly a little excited to hear his brother play. Dean took it and strummed it a couple time before he started to play a song that many of them knew.

"Mama told me, when I was young…"