Demons Run When Good Men Go to War

by FandomCameo

After reading John's journal and finding his unfinsished mission of saving a boy named Harry the boys agree to finish it. Or rather the decision is made for him as Heaven's plan is derailed and their wrath is brought down upon them, forcing them to escape with Cas.However, certain events lead them to believe finding Harry might have been Plan A, and the apocolypse will come anyways

15. Plan C

Chapter: Plan C(laire): Blood of the Covenant

A/N: Little bit over the two week promise. I ended up moving abruptly and this is my first day with wifi set up! We are almost finished with this story folks! Three(?) more chapters to go! And before you ask, yes. The sequel. No working title for it yet,but oh the ideas are flowing.

"That wasn't just any monster, Dad." Harry told him. "That thing...was Voldemort."

Cas spent hours until the early morning searching the forest for any hint of Voldemort. He let the breeze pull at his jacket as he looked through the nearby trees. The stream babbled nearby, bringing him a sense of calm. A slight shift had him catching sight of something silver nearby. He approached with caution, eyes widening when he saw what it was. Scanning the area, he knelt near his discovery, closing his eyes shut in concentration. The blue from behind the eyelids was threatening to shine out as he put power he was losing control of into the link between him and Harry.

In class Harry suddenly froze, staring out into nothing. He could hear Cas' voice in his head, telling him to get Sam and Dean to the forest. He raised his hand to be excused and immediately ran to the Potions classroom to get Sam first. Sam looked to Severus, who merely gave a nod of approval. He was ordered back to class as Sam went to grab his brother.

Harry reluctantly left, as he knew what resided in the forest.

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Sam and Dean were walking through the forest slowly, flashlights leading their way. It was eerily devoid of sound. Sam shared a look with his brother, knowing he was thinking the same thing. They turned a bend in the road, shocked by what they saw.

"It looks like a bomb went off." Sam said, looking at the destruction to the trees and path. Not a single creature could be seen in the wreckage.

"A fight happened here." Dean corrected.

"Between who?" Sam asked hesitantly. Dean shone his flashlight on a nearby rock that had an angel banishing symbol written in blood. Sam stepped forward, touching the rock. The blood was still wet, and he demonstrated this to Dean.

"CAS!" Dean shouted into the forest, his voice echoing. There was no immediate reply. He continued to call, until finally Firenze appeared with a weary looking Cas leaning against him. Dean gave a laugh of relief, moving to give the angel a hug, but was met with more stiffness that usual.

"What's- what's going on?" He asked, not sounding himself either. Dean took a step away, looking to the centaur for answers.

"The creatures of this forest separated themselves from the magical community many a year ago." he said. Sam's brow furrowed as he thought of the implications. "To them," he spread an arm in the direction of the castle. "This forest is forbidden. But to them," he gestured to the black haired man next to him. "It is legend, one that is both feared and ridiculed."

"Why would angels fear a forest?" Dean asked gruffly, not liking the implications.

"Angel?" the man said. "No...no Castiel is not here anymore." Blue eyes looked at them with vast emotion behind them. "I'm Jimmy."

"Where's Cas?" Dean growled. Jimmy stared at him for a moment, taking in the fear and hurt in Dean's eyes. He felt his throat go dry, and he could only manage a whisper under the intense gaze.

"He's gone."

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Dean sat stiffly in his chair at the Head table, watching Jimmy eat from his never ending plate. So far, the only one to notice the change in the man was Severus, who immediately noted the sudden inflections in Jimmy's voice. Dean was dreading seeing Harry later today.

"When was the last time you ate?" Sam asked with concern.

"Months." Jimmy admitted, slowing down a bit as to not draw attention to himself. He stared out to the students around him, amazed by the prospect of natural born witches and wizards. Sam and Dean shared a look, knowing that Cas being gone did not bode well for them. Severus was casting a side glance at Quirrell who sat beside Minerva, explaining that chess calmed his nerves. Harry at his own table was quiet and reserved, the Weasley twins sitting on either side of him like loyal sentries. He slowly looked up to his 'Papa' receiving a smile. The chimes went off as a warning to the first class starting soon, and the students began to move in mass. Harry was immediately surrounded by his friends as they went off to their class. Dean gave Sam a nod, relinquishing the interrogation to him. Sam swallowed thickly but nodded back. Sam led Jimmy to their quarters.

"Take a seat." Sam said politely, pointing to the small table. Jimmy did as he was told, looking up at Sam expectantly. "What the hell happened back there?" Sam asked. "It looked like an angel battle royale."

"I... don't remember." Jimmy admitted. "There was just a flash of light, and I was me again." Sam had to admit that even though he was looking at the same face, the man was definitely a different person. Sam ran a hand through his hair in agitation, taking a seat on the bed.

"So, you don't remember much from being possessed?" Sam refreshed from a conversation they had in the woods. Jimmy shook his head.

"I vaguely remembered the two of you, which is why I didn't run away." Sam tapped his foot in thought. "I do remember something truly though." Sam looked up quickly in shock, hoping it was whatever Cas had been trying to tell him and Dean.

"What is it?"

"Harry. Will I get to meet him?" Jimmy asked. "I understand if you don't want me to, I just...I miss my daughter Claire. She is the same age as him."

"Wait, you're telling me, that out of everything...you remember Harry?" Jimmy nodded. Sam felt his heart catch in his throat.

"I feel as if he is my own son."

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Minerva was slightly startled when a large eagle landed on her desk, sticking out a leg with a letter. The slits of her eyes narrowed as she observed the bird and returned to normal when she decided to extract the letter. The eagle flew away with a mighty swoop of its wings. Curious, Minerva flipped the letter over to see the Ilvermorny Crest. She made quick work in opening it, wondering what their American counterparts could need of them.

Dear Deputy Headmistress,

We are contacting you in regard to one of our projected students, Claire Novak. It is to our understanding that you employ her father, James Novak. I have yet to contact the family regarding the marital status, or custody agreement between the parents. If you would be so kind as to inform Mr. Novak that his daughter is of magical heritage, we will await his response of her enrollment if it is within his legal right to choose. Should he choose to have Ms. Novak transfer to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, we will rescind our letter to her, so that she may begin the next school year with an invitation to yours.

Kindest Regards,

Headmaster Agilbert Fontaine

She got up to inform Albus, but only a few steps from her desk did she pause. She looked back at the letter in her hand. Albus was her friend, but this was something that needed to be kept between the family. She left her quarters, not noticing the faint glow of a ghost materializing within them.

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"So, what do we do with him?" Sam asked Dean, after telling him what he learned from Jimmy.

"Well, for one, we do not let Harry see him. Period." Dean told his brother. He gave a heavy sigh. "I say we buy him a plane ticket and send him home." Sam did a double take at his brother. He gave a disbelieving half laugh.

"What, are you serious?" Sam asked in a harsh whisper, as Jimmy was just on the other side of the door. "He's the only lead that we have."

"Dude's got a family!" Dean defended. "Now before, maybe I wouldn't have cared, but now. Shit now, I cannot imagine being away from Harry for a year."

"All I'm saying is that he may not even know what he knows, and what he does know...is about Harry. Sending him back...that puts Jimmy in danger, it puts his family in danger and it puts OUR family in danger." Sam said vehemently. "I say tomorrow morning, we bring him to Sev's place. Just keep him safe." Dean gave a loud sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tried to hold back tears.

"You remember when our job was saving people? Getting them back to their families?" Dean asked. Sam gave a small nod, standing a bit taller. He held up his hands as a peace offering.

"I want to help him, I do." Sam told his brother, voice tilted with the lightness of desperation. "But. We can't let him go until we know what was going on. That was angel on angel violence Dean. If angels wanted Cas, you can sure as hell bet demons did too."

"Fine, he's not sleeping with me tonight." Dean said, opening the door to go tell Jimmy their decision. Jimmy was unhappy to say the least.

"What the hell do you mean I can't go home?" he shouted, standing from his chair in agitation.

"You got a bullseye on your back." Dean told him coldly. "Whoever was looking for Cas, is going to be looking for you." He said, jabbing a finger into the man's chest.

"No, I don't think you understand." Jimmy said with his own glare, which was foreign to Dean. "I have been dragged all across the Earth, with the promise that it would be worth it in the end. I was told that one day I could go home." Dean gave a laugh devoid of humor, eyes dark as he looked at the man across from him.

"We'll never get free." Dean snarled. "This life, if you get into it, that's it, it's over."

"I didn't get into it. Cas did." Jimmy defended, although Sam caught a hint of hesitance in the statement.

"Angels need permission to take a vessel. How exactly did you meet Castiel?" Sam asked. Jimmy became tight lipped for a second, flashes of pain in his eyes.

"It's too painful to speak of."

"Then maybe we could see it instead." Sam said, causing Jimmy to look up in confusion. Dean however gave a nod and departed to get Severus.

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Jimmy, Dean and Sam landed in front of a nicely kept house. There was a sad smile on Jimmy's face.

"Pontiac...home." Dean led the way, walking through the front door.

Jimmy sat at the head of the table, a hot dinner steaming before him. A young girl sat to his left, with light blonde hair and soft silver eyes. She seemed to be almost an exact copy of her mother, who walked in with one last plate, stopping to give her husband a quick peck on the cheek. Claire smiled, her rounded cheeks that she must have inherited from Jimmy, creasing into dimples. She reached toward one of the rolls in the center.

"Claire…" Jimmy warned. She brought her hand back with the same impish smile, but willingly gave her hand up as her family joined together in Grace. "Bless this food, oh, Lord, and ourselves to thy loving service that we may always continue in thy faith and fear to the honor and glory of thy name. Amen."

"You really believed didn't you...without any proof." Sam said in amazement. Jimmy frowned as his wife and daughter echoed an amen in unison.

"Maybe I shouldn't have. It is such an innocent thing to believe without proof, you would think. It isn't though. It's like sending a Lamb to the slaughter." The scene swirled around them as Severus sent in the next acquired memory.

Jimmy was asleep in the living room, in his favorite armchair. His head was tilted back as he snored softly, drowning out the religious man on the television. Suddenly the station turned to static, filling the room with white noise. Jimmy was startled awake, stumbling towards the table for the remote. He clicked it several times to find it dead.

"What the heck?" The static began to get louder, and higher pitched. Jimmy clapped his hands over his ears, falling to his knees.

"I was able to understand it, although it was overwhelming." Jimmy told them as his memory self began to convulse. "It was just...you are chosen...over and over."

"You were able to understand Enochian?" Dean asked in disbelief. "How come I didn't the first time Cas spoke to me, or hell even now, when he sings it to Harry?"

"You are not his vessel." Jimmy said simply. "Plus, I did not understand it until after, because I am of purer mind than you." Dean wanted to argue but settled for crossing his arms as they waited for the next memory.

Jimmy stood at the kitchen counter, cutting up carrots for a soup. On the stove nearby, he had already put a pot of water to boil. Amelia was out, picking up Claire from her Girl Scouts meeting. The radio he was listening to turned to static, although not as high pitched or loud as the TV had been.

"What was he telling you there?" Dean asked, half mockingly.

"You'll see." Jimmy replied coldly, watching himself.

The knife was set down, and Jimmy walked towards the pot of boiling water, rolling up his sleeve of his right arm.

"No…" Dean said, not expecting that Jimmy had done anything to deserve an angel within him. Sam stepped away from them, as if he were going to stop the memory Jimmy, but the man walked straight through him as if he did not exist.

Jimmy plunged his hand in, eyes screwed shut, slowly one eye opened and then the other one. He barely heard the door open and Claire run upstairs to change for dinner. Amelia let out a small scream when she saw her husband.

"Jimmy! What are you doing Jimmy?" She asked hysterically, rushing to his side. With his free hand he calmed her.

"No, it's okay." Jimmy withdrew his arm, showing it to be in the same condition as before. " I'm okay." Amelia looked horrified.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked in a voice barely above a whisper.

"Nothing." Jimmy said with cheer, rolling down his sleeve. "He asked me to do it. To prove my faith."

"Who did?" Amelia scanned the room. Jimmy smiled even brighter. His future self shook his head in disappointment.

"Castiel." Sam noticed Dean clench his fist at the mention of the name as the scene changed.

Amelia was sitting next to her husband on the sofa, a small orange bottle in her hands. Jimmy was carefully avoiding looking at it, opting for his wife's eyes instead. What killed everyone watching was how excited he still seemed to be.

"Please, Jimmy, take your medicine." she begged. Jimmy took her free hand in his.

"I'm not sick." he told her. "Look I know this is hard to understand, but he chose me."

"Castiel, the angel?" Amelia said with a tone of disbelief.

"He's spoken to me a dozen times now, Ames. You believe in God, and the angels, don't you?" Amelia nodded, the cross around her neck jangling lightly as if to emphasize the point. "So why is it so hard to believe that they speak to me, that they chose me?"

"Jimmy, you sell ad time for A.M radio."

"I am special, it's in my blood."

"I can't believe I was so stupid." Jimmy said, ignoring the rest of the conversation.

"You weren't." Dean said, not looking at the man. "It's true. Not anyone can be a vessel." Jimmy seemed to relax a bit. "Just to be clear, I clarify to defend Cas, not make you feel better." They watched as Jimmy submitted himself to the Heavens.

The light dispersed, and they could see that Cas was getting used to Jimmy's body, making it his own. He inspected a hand as the door opened, revealing Claire.

"Daddy?"

"This is when he shoved me aside, taking control." Jimmy told them. Sam and Dean watched.

"I am not your father." They were thrown from the memory and sent back to their bodies.

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"I have to go back." Jimmy argued once they were all seated once more. "You saw, I left them without so much as a goodbye." There was a raw desperation to his movements as he paced back in forth in the room. Severus held back a disparaging comment, putting away the basin they had used.

"What you gonna' do when there's blood in the water and demons pick up your scent?" Dean asked, blocking the man's path. Jimmy glowered at him, but Dean did not move. Sam stood, trying to defuse the tension between the two. He stepped in front of Dean, looking at Jimmy with as much sincerity as he could muster.

"Look, all we're saying is, you are safest with us until we talk to the centaurs and find out exactly what happened, then figure this all out." Jimmy seemed to contemplate it, taking a step back to look at his surroundings. He had no idea where he was in the world, not to mention he knew that the only people like him were currently in room.

"How long?" he asked. Sam grimaced, which did not bode well.

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." Jimmy shook his head and tried to move past Sam. He would go it alone if he had to, nothing was more important to him than getting home, not even his own safety.

"Where exactly do you think you are going?" Severus asked darkly. Jimmy froze upon hearing the voice, as it sent chills up his spine. The imposing man stood as well, moving between Jimmy and the door, wand drawn.

"I'm going home. I'm going to find Amelia and Claire."

"Haven't you been listening?" Dean said from behind him. "If you go, you're putting them all in danger." Jimmy clenched his teeth in agitation.

"You have no knowledge of what awaits you in this world. It is dangerous for you to be unaccompanied."

"So, I'm a prisoner now?" Jimmy spat out.

"If that is how you must see it, very well." Severus said.

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Jimmy was seemingly asleep, so Sam got up from the cot Severus had made him and walked towards the bathroom. Once he was inside, he grabbed a potion from inside the false bottom of the drawer. Dreamless Sleep, he had found, gave him the best power boost with the least side effects. He knew he should probably stay vigilant to Jimmy, but he was sure the man was so exhausted from being driven by an angel for a year that he would not awake until morning. With this thought he tipped his head back, swallowing the potion in one go. He lowered himself to the floor of the bathroom, and slowly fell asleep.

Jimmy on the other hand brought his ear away from the bathroom door, putting on the repaired suit that laid on the table. He gave the bathroom one last glance as he fastened his cuff links.

"Sorry Sam." he stepped into the fireplace, throwing down a handful of floo powder, green flame consuming him. He stepped out into the antechamber easily, wiping off soot as he pushed the door open to the Great Hall. He ignored the floating candles and moving pictures as he strode through the castle with only one objective in mind. He passed a few of the Prefects that had been tasked with night duty, offering them a curt nod.

"Professor Novak!" he heard called out from behind him. He debated making a run for it, but he did not want anyone to know that he was not who they assumed. Jimmy turned, greeting Minerva with a small nod. "How lucky that I find you here. I have been trying to get to you all day." She held up a letter. Jimmy took it.

"What's this?" he asked even as he began to read.

"Your daughter is a witch. Now while I can understand that divorce is sometimes necessary, I really do hope you are not the type to have abandoned your family." she said, the shadows in the hall hiding her eyes. She sensed something different about the man but could not place it.

"Of course not. I was about to send a letter, but it will have to be postponed for now." he said, reading through to the end of the letter. Claire was a witch, how incredible, all the more reason for him to go home. "Thank you for giving me this." Minerva gave him a small smile and continued on her way, satisfied that Ms. Novak would get the acceptance she deserved. Once she was out of sight, Jimmy continued his mission.

The Fat Lady seemed put out that she had been awoken from her sleep but the look in Jimmy's eyes had her swinging open without complaint. Jimmy hopped up with ease, heading into the common room. He took a deep breath before making his face as plain as possible. Before he knew it, he was at Harry's bedside. He gently nudged the child. "Harry." he said in the most monotone voice he could muster. Harry wearily opened his eyes before sitting up.

"Papa? What's the matter?" he asked, eyes suddenly wide. Jimmy placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him.

"There is no emergency. I simply have a task that requires your assistance." Harry's eyes shone with delight at being asked to help, making Jimmy feel slightly guilty. "We need to reach the other end of the forest. I think what we have been looking for hides itself on the other side."

"You mean Voldemort?" Harry asked in a whisper. Jimmy nodded, not having any idea what that was.

"I understand you may be scared, but you have grown a vast amount in the past few months." Jimmy said, trying to convince the boy. It seemed to have worked as Harry got up and began to get dressed. He pulled the invisibility cloak from under his mattress, wrapping it around his shoulders. Jimmy hid his shock when the boy's body vanished.

"Alright, let's go."

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Harry was starting to pant from the overuse of his angel grace as they traversed through the forest. The encouragement he was receiving from his 'Papa' however kept him going. He felt as if he were getting stronger. They were so deep into the forest that Harry felt they must hit the other side sometime soon. The creatures were sparser in this part. Harry thought it must be because they could sense the evil Voldemort. At last they reached the other edge of the forest. Jimmy stepped closest to it, warning Harry to stay back. The lights of small cottages twinkled in the distance.

"I think this is it." Jimmy told Harry. He pulled the hood half over the boy's head. "Run back. Remember, you cannot tell Dean or Sam. A human will not survive as we do." Harry looked uncertainly at the vast forest behind him. "You have done well and have enough grace to get back to the castle safely. You do not have enough to face Voldemort with me." Harry gave a nod, the prospect of facing Voldemort scarier than the forest. He had made it through once, another time should be easier.

"Be safe Papa." Harry told him, resting the cloak like a hood over himself. Jimmy turned so that the tears would not be seen in his eyes. He waited until Harry's footsteps were distant before he exited the forest into the Muggle village. The forest became muted from the outside, and as such he did not hear Harry's struggle as he was grabbed by a demon.

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Sam entered the bedroom in the early hours of the morning, yawning deeply. He passed by the bed a few times before he remembered that someone was meant to be lying in it. Sam patted the bed down frantically as if Jimmy would suddenly appear beneath his hands. He brushed a hand through his hair as he turned to scan the whole room. Taking two quick steps to the fireplace, he found spilled floo powder.

"Fuck."

Dean laughed in his face when he told him. Sam glowered at him.

"You think this is funny?" he asked in agitation. Dean had invited him in and was slowly getting dressed.

"Yeah, a little. Mr. Big Bad Prison Guard, Jimmy McMook give you the slip?" Dean mocked. "What were you doing anyway?" Sam eyes widened the slightest bit, but Dean did not notice as he had bent over to tie his shoes.

"I was feeling sick, so I went to the bathroom in case I threw up, but I guess I fell asleep in there." he lied. Dean gave another chuckle. He put on a fake stern face.

"You know maybe I wouldn't be so upset if you actually threw up." He said in a deep voice, trying to maintain eye contact with an increasingly annoyed Sam. He finally burst out laughing.

"Would you be serious?" Sam begged, exasperated. Dean held his hands up in a placating manner.

"Look Sammy, he probably didn't get far. He most likely is lost somewhere in the castle, waiting for us to save him." Dean guessed, picking up his jacket. He met eyes with Sam through the reflection in the mirror, but he quickly looked away. Cas being gone was bothering him more than he had thought it would.

"Can we just go?" Sam pleaded. Dean gestured for Sam to lead the way.

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Jimmy thanked the cab driver as he exited. There in front of him, was his home. He stood a moment just watching it, not realizing he was also being watched. Finally, with a deep breath he began to walk to the door. He had plenty of time to think of a cover story while he had been travelling back to Illinois, and he hoped that it would gain him his family back. He lifted a hand and knocked. His smiling wife answered the door, but the moment her eyes fell on him, it turned to shock. He attempted a smile.

"We, uh, we stopped looking for you." she admitted, floundering for the words she wanted to use. "We thought you were dead."

"I'm so sorry." he told her sincerely. She opened the door a bit wider, inviting him inside. He thanked her, gazing around the foyer, feeling at ease.

"Claire, Room, Now." Amelia ordered. Jimmy saw his daughter run past and up the stairs in a blur of blonde. He remembered the letter in his pocket. That small piece ruined his cover up. He shoved it a bit deeper. He would let the letter from Ilvermorny come when it did, he and Amelia would be back together, and they could deal with it then. After all, he knew that his loving wife would accept Claire no matter what. Perhaps by then he could even convince her that the angels had been real, cleansing his reputation.

"Can I see her?" Jimmy asked, looking up the stairs longingly. Amelia shook her head.

"No. I just...it's been almost a year." she said, looking away from him. She felt she might have been to rash letting Jimmy waltz back into the house, but she couldn't help it. Amelia had spent every day of the first two months searching for him. Jimmy took her hands, causing her to look into his face. His blue eyes were as soft as she remembered.

"I know...I've been away, getting better. But I really am better now." Jimmy told her. "I just want to come home."

"I'm not sure if we are ready yet." Jimmy gave an understanding nod. A mischievous grin reached his face, something she had missed seeing.

"How about something smaller. How about dinner?"

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Dean had been wrong about Jimmy. No one had seen Professor Novak since last night. Minerva had pulled Sam aside when news of their search had reached her ears.

"I saw him wandering last night. I gave him the letter that Ilvermorny had sent me regarding his daughter, Claire." Sam felt his blood freeze in his veins. There was a distressed meow from their feet. Both looked down, seeing Kit Kat. "Ah, please, do excuse me." Minerva transformed into a cat, sitting regally in front of the kitten. Kit Kat began to meow at her, and occasionally Sam would hear Minny meow back. He felt a bit foolish watching. Suddenly all the hair on Minny stood on end. With a whirl she was once again standing before him, glasses askew. "Harry has also been missing since last night. I didn't want to mention this to anyone, but I felt something off about Professor Novak. Kit Kat claims he went to the room to wake Harry, and the owl saw the two go into the forest, but neither returned."

"No…" Sam took off running, yelling for Dean. The students rushed to get out of his way, and finally the two brothers ran into each other. Dean shoved his brother off him. Sam frantically grabbed at his shoulders. "Dean, Dean. He left, Jimmy left, and he took Harry." Dean was on his feet in an instant, a murderous look in his eye.

"What?" he barked out, already going into Hunter mode. He felt like an idiot for trusting the man.

"He took Harry to the forest, but neither of them came back out." Dean grabbed his pistol, checking it in front of everyone, causing them to walk by faster.

"Go get the kit." he ordered in a voice that demanded no questions. Sam gave a nod and rushed off towards the rooms, feeling as if they were both children again. Dean took the vial around his neck out from under his shirt, uncorking it with his teeth and letting the orb fall out. He stepped on it as he made his way to the nearest exit. "That son of a bitch." he said through gritted teeth. Danny materialized next to him, two white rings separating to show a boy with black hair and blue eyes. Dean was one of the few people who still got to see the human part of Danny.

"What's the matter?" he asked with concern. Dean was staring out to where the forest was.

"Cas left his host, and that host kidnapped Harry. The two went into the forest, but neither came back out." What sounded like the low guttural growl of a tiger escaped the teen's mouth. Dean looked to him in alarm, seeing frosted blue skin and pointed ears.

"What are we waiting for?" he asked as his fangs elongated as well.

"Me." Sam said as he arrived with the bags. He tossed one to Dean, who caught it with ease. "Let's go." Danny placed a hand on both of them, and in a cloud of ice crystals they were gone. The second they landed Danny was off, moving from section to section so fast that Sam and Dean lost track of him. Dean readied his weapon, motioning to Sam to take the right side.

"Harry!" he shouted, hearing it echo through the forest. The rustling of creatures awakening did not deter them as they continued their search. Dean was searching for anything, even the smallest bit of fabric. A screech came from his right and he instinctively raised his weapon, seeing a large spider. He swallowed thickly, peering around at where exactly he had wandered to. Swaths of spiderwebs encircled the trees, and slowly more of the beasts were coming out of the caverns. "Shit."

Sam on the other hand was passing several midnight blue, winged horses. If he could even call them that. They were so bony, and their skin almost seemed reptilian. The herd was watching Sam as he carefully stepped through them, wary of disturbing them. One gave a shriek that sounded like a bird cry, startling Sam and causing him to drop his weapon. The herd encircled him, making strange clicks as they did so. Sam dropped to his knees, raising his hands up. "Please, I'm looking for my nephew."

Danny fired off another ice shot as the wolves continued to lunge at him. He had not really been thinking when he thought he could scare off the small pack of twelve. However, these wolves seemed to be smarter, bigger and more, dare he say it... human, than he had expected. Two white rings sprung from his middle, and the green shots landed more effectively. He gave a whoop of victory, only to be pinned down from behind. He went intangible, dropping down into the ground and reappearing a few yards away. Danny laughed at the wolves who were pawing at the same spot. He only managed to take two steps before he was screaming in agony. His body hit the ground with a loud thud, his green eyes struggling to see the blood red blossoms next to him. The wolves grew closer, hearing his screams. In desperation Danny turned back into his human form. The effect was less, but not my much, it was only enough for him to sit up and bite back the screams. He moved his hand to reach for a branch just outside the crop of blood blossoms, but anything passing the area of influence turned into a mix of his two ghost halves. He pulled back with a yelp, nursing the hand. "Help!"

Dean was finding out quickly that he would not be able to outrun the spiders. He looked around frantically for any place to fortify himself. The hooting of Harry's owl caught his attention and drew it to the west. It was then that he saw it. Glimpses of the silver white hide of the unicorns flitting between the trees. And so, the Righteous Man felt an insurgence of power and courage and did so continue in his endeavor to rescue his son. Dean shook his head and pumped his legs faster, aiming for a small wedge between two of the trees. He barely made it through, scraping himself on his back enough to bleed. He jumped back as one of the legs from the spider scrambled through the opening, hoping to reach him. Breathing harshly, he turned away from the dense area of the forest, coming face to face with a unicorn. It scratched at the ground with its golden hooves. Most of the unicorns around were the in-between stages of white and silver, with a few younger ones still pure gold. Hesitantly, Dean placed his hand out, and gave a small gasp of surprise when one placed his head in it. Dean looked into the silver eyes of the unicorn, feeling dizzy when it started to turn a pure white. The Hunter stepped back when he realized the horn was glowing as well. He ran into two unicorns behind him, blocking his way. The horn touched his forehead, imparting on him knowledge. Dean blinked rapidly, to rid himself of the stars he was seeing. When his vision had cleared he saw the unicorn looking at him expectantly. "We're working on it." he said gruffly. A small golden foal bumped into his stomach, causing him to double over as if bowing. He muttered under his breath at the brat but received a bow in return from the largest unicorn, inviting him to ride.

Sam had the creatures sniffing at his clothes and hair, nipping at his fingers. They were clicking and screeching what seemed to be happily to one another. Sam again tried to explain why he was in the forest, not exactly sure if the beings understood him. A louder screech was heard from nearby, causing all the creatures to screech in response. From the foliage, larger versions of the creatures came forward. Sam's eyes widened at the incredible size of the things, they made him feel small and insignificant. Much like his brother, he felt the urge to raise a hand to the creatures that had mystified him. The largest gave a huff before placing his snout against Sam's palm. And so, the Abomination formed a bond with a creature as Dark as his destiny. Sam squeezed his eyes shut before seeing that the creature was bowing to him, granting him permission to ride. Sam reached for his bag, surprised when Kit Kat popped out of it. He placed the kitten in his pocket and swung a leg over the winged creature. The creature began to move of its own accord, and soon he saw his brother, riding a unicorn, Hedwig flying behind him.

"Not a word." Dean warned. Sam bit back his comment with a grin. A scream echoed through the forest, raw and desperate. "Danny!" Dean realized, spurring his unicorn on. Sam took off behind him, not liking the mounting dangers in the forest. Then, a sound even more piercing than the scream. A menacing and boastful laugh followed by a piercing whistle and bloodthirsty howl. Both of their steeds charged on with more determination, much like the riders they had allowed. Ghostie's yapping could be heard as they approached. The scene was chaos. Ghostie had streaks from the blood blossoms he had destroyed all over his fur. An invisible force was attacking the large wolves that were in the area, and Danny… Danny did not appear as they had ever seen him before. His skin was a blueish green, with almost white-blue hair up in flames.

"Danny!" Sam called out. The laugh cut off, and the ghost turned to them. His eyes were a deep red, and when he gave a twisted grin to the brothers, his fangs glistened. Ghostie's yapping caught their attention again, and it seemed he was putting himself between the invisible force and the wolves. The small dog was knocked aside. The unicorn rose up, dropping Dean from its back and charged towards the empty air. Using its horn, it slashed, causing a large howl of pain to erupt in the forest. "Hellhound, it's a hellhound. Cujo!" Sam called, remembering what Danny had told him. "Call it off!" he shouted at the twisted version of Danny. The ghost placed his hands together, charging up a blast. He was jolted back when a shotgun went off. Dean stood to the side, pumping the gun for another shot of rock salt. Sam reached for his bag as well, the creature he had rode in on blocking one of Danny's attacks with no ill effects. Dean hit Danny again, causing him to fall into a new patch of blood blossoms. He writhed in pain, clawing at the ground. The hellhound could be seen digging up large patches of the buds, but unable to get its massive paws close enough without hurting his master. The wolves had fled by this point, going to heal their wounds. Dean walked up to the edge of the buds, pointing the gun at Danny.

"Sorry, kid." he took the shot. The twin rings of light appeared, leaving a very battered human Danny. Whining could be heard from the hellhound, and the trail of sticky saliva saturating Danny's clothes could only mean that the beast had calmed in the wake of its master's mental state returning to normal. Sam picked him up.

"We need to get him back to the castle." Sam assessed, monitoring the boy's breathing and heart rate.

"What about Harry?" Dean argued. The steeds gave a noise of warning as something approached in the forest. Dean readied his weapon once more.

"Please. I mean you no harm." Firenze said as he appeared in the clearing. He held something in his hand. "I believe you are looking for this." Dean grabbed the fabric from the centaur, the silky material making his hand invisible. He looked up in confusion. "The ones you seek are not here." he said vaguely.

"Where are they?" Sam rasped out. Firenze blinked slowly at them before looking to the sky.

"Blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb." he said. "I must go."

"No wait." Sam said, but it was too late, Firenze was already taking off. "What does that mean?"

"Well you better figure it out, because I don't even know what that means normally." Dean responded, scooping up the dog and cat and placing them in his bag. Sam looked around, and placed Danny on the ground. Cujo lifted him by the back of the shirt and took off into the forest, in the direction of Norbert's pen.

"It means bonds formed by choice are stronger than those formed by birth." Dean made a face as he pet his steed.

"That makes no sense, Jimmy was trying to go see his real family." His mouth fell into a small o of thought. "He used Harry's powers to get home. We are all a choice to Harry, even Cas' host." Sam latched onto the idea.

"That's why neither of them left the forest, because they went to Jimmy's home." Dean swung a leg over his unicorn.

"Mount up, we need to find a way to Pontiac."

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Harry took large gasps of air once the bag was removed from his head. A hand lightly ruffled his hair and he flinched away from it. In the dim lighting of the room he could see several people. Or rather, demons. They were hideous, but Harry could not look away.

"Raise it a bit more." The one that was wearing Taleven ordered. Another turned the knob on a nearby piece of equipment. Harry grit his teeth as he felt his demonic powers being drawn closer to the surface. With a snap Taleven had two demons bring over a mirror to place in front of Harry. Harry could not believe what he was seeing. His eyes were completely black, but he was not actively thinking of doing it. "Raise it." Harry screamed, feeling as if his face was being pressed by a hydraulic machine. He panted heavily, seeing that his teeth had become sharp. Harry squeezed his eyes shut, forcing all his powers back within himself, sealing it up with a layer of angel powers. Taleven lifted Harry's head by the chin. "Why do you resist this part of you?"

"Because it isn't ALL of me." Harry spat back. Taleven gave a laugh. He turned to his workers.

"We will continue once we have the daughter. Package him up for transport." he threw over his shoulder as he walked away. The other demons descended, looking like normal humans once again.

"You're a coward! Having to use a wizard to prove your worth!" Harry shouted to the receding figure. A red blast was the last thing that Harry saw.

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Jimmy watched with his breath caught in his throat as his daughter descended the stairs to join him and his wife. Her silver eyes looked all around his face, as if she could not believe her eyes. Jimmy resisted a twitch as the image of Luna came to his mind.

"Hi Daddy." she said at last with a smile.

"Hi, baby." Jimmy replied. He held his arms open to her, and she rushed in, tears streaming down her face. He held her tight, barely able to believe he was back home. When they finally pulled back it was with a laugh, one that signified a new beginning. Amelia ushered them to the kitchen, switching on the radio as she put the finishing touches on their impromptu dinner.

'Let their melody protect you, for they will bring you to me, when the sun goes down. Everything stays, right where you left it…'

Amelia brought forth a platter of several sandwiches, describing the kinds to her family. They began to eat, for once not concerned with saying grace, as their prayers had been answered. After a few laughs and a few sandwich halves, the doorbell rang. Amelia wiped off her face of crumbs, content to have Claire stay and catch up with her father. She tucked the napkin into her pocket and went to the door, opening it without checking through the window first.

"Oh, hey Roger." she greeted, not seeing anything odd about her neighbor coming to visit. He did so occasionally, making sure that she and Claire were doing okay.

"Hey Ames." he greeted in return. He got a perplexed look on his face. "Now, am I going crazy, or did I see your husband come wandering in here about a half hour ago?" he asked. Amelia's smile faltered a bit. She hadn't thought about explaining her husband's reappearance to the neighbors.

"Yeah, uh you did, but...right now is not a really good time." Jimmy poked his head around the corner recognizing Roger's voice. He grinned opening up for a manly hug with his neighbor.

"Hey, there he is, the son of a bitch, where ya been?" Roger asked, thumping Jimmy on the back. Jimmy gave a half shrug, happy to see a friend again.

"Ah, it's a long story."

"I bet!" Roger said. Amelia snuck away to give the two some privacy. She figured that Jimmy would tell as much of his story as he was willing to. "Buddy, you scared the hell out of a lot of people."

"I was scared too. It had been a long year, I'm just thankful it's over." Jimmy admitted, feeling at ease with his best friend of ten years. Roger chuckled, but there was something slightly off about it.

"No, it's not." Jimmy looked up in confusion, letting out a small sound that could be interpreted as a question. "You should have never come home." Roger's eyes turned black, and Jimmy tried to get away from him. "The price of your greed is your son and your daughter." Jimmy shoved Roger with all his might, spinning to grab a nearby candlestick and strike the imposter on the side of the head. Amelia heard the commotion and came rushing over. Her hands flew to her mouth when she saw Jimmy beating Roger over the head over and over.

"What are you doing! Jimmy STOP!" she shouted, trying to grab at his arm. He looked at her with panic in his eyes.

"He's a demon. You need to run!" he demanded. She didn't listen, snatching the candlestick from his grip. He got up and pulled her away from Roger. Despite the fact that the number of blows should have killed him, Roger slowly got up, snarling. Jimmy grabbed his wife by the hand and dragged her to the kitchen, scooping up Claire by her waist. He went through the den and into the indoor patio, shoving them into a utility closet. Things crashed to the floor as he rifled through the shelves. "Where is it?"

"Roger was your best friend." Amelia lamented as Jimmy poured the salt he had found.

"Roger was a demon." he corrected, trying to pull more hunting knowledge from his brain. "Don't cross this salt line."

"Jimmy, we thought you were better, but you are oh so much worse." Her voice was wavering, and it made him angry. Not at her, but at himself, because he had put his family in danger by not listening to Dean.

"Look! I'm not crazy!" he shouted, turning to her, eyes wild as he tried to explain. Amelia pulled Claire closer to her.

"Stay away from us." she whispered. Jimmy went to reassure her, but a memory was blindsiding him. He pushed past it, half crouching to be eye level with his daughter.

"Claire, sweetie."

"No, run!" she shouted at Claire. "Leave her alone." Amelia pushed Jimmy back, the love for her child giving her the strength she needed. As she and Jimmy struggled, Claire slipped past, crossing the salt line.

"No!" Jimmy lunged for her but was tackled by Amelia. A high pitched scream from the living room had them both scrambling in that direction. Roger had Claire by her throat, a silver blade in his other hand.

"You shouldn't have been so greedy. You can't have the best of both worlds." Roger taunted.

"Please, just let her go." Jimmy begged.

"We have other plans." said a new voice. Roger's wife appeared, eyes black. Jimmy gave a yell, charging at her. She flipped him with ease. Amelia jumped onto the new demon's back, trying to choke it. A pop filled the room, and Claire fell to the floor as Dean shoved a knife through Roger's throat from behind.

"Where's Harry?" Dean demanded, scanning the room for him. Tonks scooped up the child and brought her outside.

"He's not here!" Jimmy answered. The remaining demon chucked Amelia across the room, and turned to face Sam, as Dean dragged Jimmy out of the fight, still interrogating him. Sam lifted his hand, attempting to exorcise the demon. Her form shimmered slightly, but to no avail.

"Aww, ain't able to get it up?" she mocked.

"No, but I can." Dean quipped, drawing the blade again. The demon bailed from its host. Dean shoved Sam out the door, ordering Tonks to go home at the same time, not wanting her so near demons again. She disappeared without argument. Dean ducked into the house once more, lifting Amelia.

"Grab your keys. Come on let's go." He urged her, knowing that any second more demons would find the home. Amelia grabbed the keys off the kitchen counter, running out to the rest of her family. Dean snatched the keys from her, starting the car as they all piled in. He pulled off as soon as the doors closed.

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Dean turned harshly into a parking garage, the tires protesting with high squeals. He slammed on the brakes as he entered the parking spot, leaving the passengers anxious. With force he shoved the gearstick into park, whirling around in his seat and grabbing Jimmy by the lapel of his shirt.

"Where is my son?" he growled out. Tears filled Jimmy's eyes. He had never intended for any of this to happen.

"I don't know where he is." Jimmy confessed softly. He could see Sam's jaw clench. Dean on the other hand looked ready to tear him apart limb from limb, and by this point Jimmy would not blame him. "I sent him back once I found my way back to the Muggle world."

"You sent my son back into the Forbidden Forest, ALONE!" Dean's hands reached for Jimmy's neck and he was wrestled back by Sam. "Let me go Sam!" Dean shouted, fighting with his brother. Dean was mad, he was pissed, he was ready to spill blood he didn't care whose it was.

"What is he talking about?" Amelia asked, holding Claire close. She had thought her husband had gone insane, but the driver seemed to be spiraling into the abyss.

"You were right." Jimmy conceded. Dean shrugged off Sam's hands. He leveled Jimmy with a glare he reserved for the shittiest scumbags he came across. The car began to rattle the slightest bit.

"Quit it, Sam." Dean muttered, maintaining eye contact with Jimmy.

"That's not me." Sam admitted. Jimmy's eyes darted to Claire, before nervously training back on Dean. Green eyes snapped to the young girl, causing her to burrow further into her mother's arms.

"You absolute fucking jackass." Dean spat out, amazed that he could get any angrier at Jimmy. "You could have come to us to protect her! What makes you think that we wouldn't? Now because of you, there is no way we can help them, and my family is the one in danger."

"Harry is my family too-" He wasn't able to dodge the nasty right hook that Dean delivered him. Blood splattered onto the car window. Jimmy closed his eyes for a second, before looking right back at Dean. "You can hit me all you want, but it's true. Even as Jimmy, I think of Harry as my son…" Jimmy trailed off. Roger, or rather the demon posing as Roger, had mention a son in addition to taking his daughter. His face went pale. He then remembered Dean's words from the day before 'What are you gonna do when there is blood in the water' He looked over to his wife and daughter with a gulp, he then looked to Dean. "The demons have him. The same ones coming after me."

"I should kill you right now." Dean stated flatly.

"I know. The demon was right, I should have never come home." Amelia looked at her husband, but he was focused on the blank stare that Dean was giving him. The man seemed to be waiting for something. Jimmy sighed. "Is there any other way?"

"No." it was snapped out harshly. Jimmy nodded in understanding. He was not afraid of Dean, he was afraid of a father who had lost his son. There is no telling what the man would do. Jimmy himself had used a child to get back to his lost daughter. It seemed Dean would be using him to get his son back. He thought about arguing, about fighting, about fleeing. Dean, however, was better at situations of this nature. He knew he could never win.

"Let me say my goodbyes and send them off." He conceded, not looking anyone in the eyes. He could hear Sam shifting as if he were uncomfortable.

"Send us off?" Amelia asked in a shocked whisper. Her husband did nothing to acknowledge her question. Dean got out of the car and opened the door for the family. Jimmy came around and pulled Amelia away from Claire.

"Look." He started, deciding it would be best to be blunt. "I'm not going to be coming home. I will always be there for the two of you though."

"You can always come home. I'm so sorry we didn't believe you-" Jimmy held a hand up to stop her.

"I might not survive tonight, if I do, you won't survive me coming back. It's better this way." He pressed one last kiss to her lips before going to speak with Claire. His daughter looked at him expectantly. With a sigh he came down to one knee, pulling out the letter he had hidden earlier. "Claire, sweetie. I just want you to know that I will always love you, and that no matter what decision you make, you will always be my daughter." he handed her the letter. "You are very special Claire, actually special, not like me. I've heard Ilvermorny is a good school, and I'll be working at the sister school, so I will always be able to talk to you."

"Daddy, I don't-"

"I know you may not understand right now, but you will, and I hope you can forgive me then." Claire hugged her father close, weeping softly. The roar of a car engine from a car the Winchesters had hotwired filled the garage. "It's time for you and Mommy to go."

"Where will we go? Wouldn't we be safer with you?" Amelia pressed.

"Go to Carl and Sally's. You need to go. If you stay with me, they will kill you, and they will kill Claire." he looked at his daughter. "Take care of your mother, bub." She nodded. He placed a final kiss on her forehead, getting into a separate car that Dean had hotwired for them. He watched as the blondes became distant dots.

"Why is he leaving again?" Claire lamented. She cried out in shock as her mother's hand connected with her face. Instinctively a shot of something dark pulsed out of her, flinging the woman back. Amelia got up, eyes black.

"Today just isn't my fucking day." she growled, stalking towards the trembling child.

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Harry screamed out again as a demon increased the level on the machine. They had moved to a new location. They seemed to be in some sort of warehouse. Harry's ears pricked up as he heard the sound of struggled shuffling right outside the door. It burst open with a slam, an irate demon dragging a girl in by her blond hair. She was crying out for her father. Harry tried to get up from the chair, but the ropes were too tight. Taleven came out once again, bringing a second chair and placing it next to Harry. Harry snarled at the demon.

"Yes, good, embrace the darkness child." He looked down to Harry, who at this point had ugly misshapen ears, sharp teeth and black eyes. Not to mention that his skin was becoming tinged redder by the second. Claire, however, still saw a young boy with green eyes. Claire was thrown into the chair and with a flick of his stolen wand, the head demon had her tied up in ropes.

"Tell me again why I can't just ice this brat?" Demalia asked. "I'm tired of her calling me Mommy." Taleven gave a tut of disapproval.

"The angel will come back for her. The father will make sure of it. He will return for the son as well. But," he gave an evil grin. "By that time, he will be as demonic as us. The angel will have no choice but to smite him, possibly the only one able to."

"Do you doubt our Lord Lucifer?" Demalia asked with a hiss.

"This fledgling dispatched Alastair without a second thought." Taleven told her, snapping his fingers to increase the machine level again. "Either the angel will be able to destroy him, or we will be able to use him." he turned to Harry, his coat flaring out dramatically. "There's a spark in you. Ignite the light and let it shine young one!" A demonic scream left Harry's mouth, the bonds straining as he arched in pain. He tossed a phone to her.

"Call the host."

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Dean was driving at breakneck speeds with no destination. He just wanted to be as far from innocent people as possible. Jimmy laid a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him.

"Dean, slow down. You won't be any help if we crash." Jimmy urged. "Everything's going to be alright." Dean slammed on the brakes, causing the other two to slam into the front console. He grabbed Jimmy by the neck, dragging him out of the car.

"Look me in my eyes." he demanded. Blue met with green. "Tell me everything's NOT fine."

"Dean…" The car window next to his head shattered as Dean struck it. "Okay, okay! Everything is messed up and it's all my fault! Is that what you want to hear?"

"No, I want to know where our son is!" Jimmy looked at Dean strangely. "My son- my son!" A cellphone rang loudly from the car. Sam fumbled with his coat pockets, pulling out his cell. Shock showed on his face, causing both Dean and Jimmy to rush over. Sam turned the phone, so they could see the caller id. Harry was calling. Dean answered it. "Harry?"

"Help, you need to help us please."

"Amelia." Jimmy gasped.

"Oh, the people ain't happy." she cried. "They say they are going to kill me and Claire."

"What about Harry?" Dean replied. "You have his phone he must be there!" A sob came from the other end.

"Yes, a little boy, he's here." Amelia confirmed. "Jimmy, Jimmy, you have to come alone to the warehouse on Chester Street. Alone, you hear me Jimmy? If you don't they'll-" the line cut off. Dean was already revving the engine, waiting for the doors to close.

"Alright, so what's the plan?" Jimmy asked, eyes hard in determination. Dean glanced up at the rearview mirror to see the serious blue eyes. Dean began to detail a basic plan, that Sam only half listened to. He was more caught up on the fact that Amelia had said ain't.

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"Alright, here is where we will split up." Dean said once they were a reasonable distance from the warehouse. Sam patted Jimmy on the back, appreciating that he would put himself back in danger. Jimmy offered him a weak smile that had Dean turning away in disgust. Sam frowned at his brother's reaction, not liking that Dean was placing the noose around an innocent enough man.

"We'll be right behind you on the catwalks." Sam reminded him.

"Just stay calm and stall anyway you can." Dean added. Jimmy took a deep breath, that he expelled nervously.

"Keep calm, this is my family we're talking about!" Jimmy said, finally loosing his composure. He had been trying to hold it together all night, but the weight of his mistakes was finally making him crack. Dean pulled him close by the front of his shirt, their faces within inches of each other.

"Hey! It's my family too, so get your shit together." Dean shot back. Jimmy swallowed thickly before giving a nod. Dean tossed him away from him, shaking out his shoulders. Jimmy started walking towards the warehouse, leaving Sam and Dean behind.

"This can't work. They called our phone, they have to know we would come with." Sam said once Jimmy was out of earshot. "It has to be a trap."

"Yeah I know, that's why I have a plan." Dean said with a smirk. He motioned for his brother to follow and they made their way up the side of the building with the fire escape. Down below Jimmy stopped right before the entrance, yelling to the heavens as they had planned. Sam kept a low profile on the roof, trying not to clunk his boots. "Hey Sam?" Sam looked to his older brother. "What happened back there?"

"What do you mean?" Sam asked. Dean looked concerned, and now that they were out of Jimmy's range, he seemed calmer.

"You almost fainted trying to gank a demon. You used to be strong enough to fend off multiple demons, but this time you can't even get stunt demon number three." Dean explained as he inched his way further onto the roof.

"Maybe the river has run dry." Sam said with a shrug, not able to offer anything concrete. "I haven't had a power boosting source in a while."

"Yeah, but it seems to be yo-yoing all over the place. You're scaring me man." The way it was said made Sam nervous, it was as if Dean was beginning to suspect him. Sam gave a sigh.

"I'm scaring myself."

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Down below, Jimmy had entered the warehouse. Claire and Harry sat side by side in chairs, his daughter unconscious. Demalia stood behind them with a fake smile on her face.

"Welcome home honey!" Jimmy slowly approached them.

"Look, I'm begging you. You do whatever you want with me, but please let my family go, they have nothing to do with this." Jimmy pleaded. "I am willing to sacrifice the freedom I was promised for them." Demalia let out a chilling laugh.

"You thought you could go free?" she mocked. "The system is done for, any promises made to you by the fluffy pricks upstairs are null and void." She ruffled Harry's hair, causing him to literally snap at her. "Plus, your family is more involved than you know." she explained. She came around in front of them.

"What do you mean?" Jimmy asked. She gave a tiny half shrug.

"Means you should have come alone." Jimmy swallowed nervously.

"I- I did come alone." he lied. Demalia shook her head. She brought a hand up to her ear.

"If you listen really closely, there's a knock at your front door." she whispered. Sure, enough three loud knocks resounded through the warehouse. "Now go open it." she demanded. "Or I let my comrades take out Heckle and Jeckle on the front doorstep." She put on a sickeningly sweet smile. "Don't worry, I'll watch the children." Jimmy turned to the door, not wanting to turn his back on the demon, but not willing to let Sam and Dean die because of him. He pushed the door open, Sam and Dean being led in by three other demons.

"Nice plan Dean." Sam griped, giving the demon manhandling him a death glare. Dean rolled his eyes.

"No one bats 1000 alright?" he defended. One of the demons broke off and handed Demalia the knife that Dean had used to kill Roger earlier. She admired it, spinning it every which way.

"You know what's funny?"

"You're wearing a soccer mom?" Dean responded. Demalia shot him a glance.

"I was actually bummed to get this detail. Picking up an empty vessel, kinda like making a milk run. Now, look who landed in my lap."

"Well, you got us, okay. So, let these people go!" Sam shouted.

"Easy to talk big when your Wonder Girl powers aren't working." Demalia taunted. "Now, for the punchline, everyone dies." She threw the knife towards Jimmy with such a force he had no time to react. It went straight into his stomach, making a sickening squelch. He slowly fell to his knees.

"NO!" Harry roared.

"Waste the orphans." she told her comrades as she stepped away to make a call to Taleven. The free demon picked up a piece of pipe, heading towards Claire first. Harry struggled more against his bonds, praying to his papa over and over again. He felt the bonds give just enough for him to touch Claire, shoving the angelic seal he was using to keep a cap on his demon powers into her through the contact. The demon swung, and Claire awoke instantly, eyes glowing blue. She caught the pipe with a single hand, the ropes around her and Harry burning away.

"Beg me for mercy." she said, placing her other hand against the demon's forehead instantly excorsing him. Using the distraction Sam and Dean turned on the demons holding them, fighting for control of the situation. Harry rose from his chair, feeling disoriented, and pissed off. Castiel looked at him with Claire's eyes, seeing how disfigured he had become. She turned away, moving to help Sam and Dean with their demons. Harry however, turned to Jimmy, grabbing him by his shirt.

"You! You did this to me!" Jimmy searched the boy's face, seeing only a difference in eye color from when he left him last. Jimmy searched for words, for any type of apology, but could not find it. "I won't accept your silence!" Harry shouted, pushing his hand against the wound Jimmy had. He couldn't stop. The suffering was just so euphoric. "Beg me for forgiveness." he growled.

"Harry. I'm so sorry." Jimmy said. "I never meant for you to get caught up in this. I just wanted to go home." Harry was suddenly shoved aside by the young girl he had been sitting with. Meanwhile, Dean was thrown by the male demon. Sam had pinned his demon and stared at her neck with a type of fever in his eyes. His eye twitched as he tried to resist, but in the end, he lost, sinking his teeth into her. "Claire…" Jimmy breathed. She looked down at him with a hint of regret.

"I am not your daughter." She made to walk away but was tackled by Harry. "Get off of me Harry." she demanded.

"No. I am not letting you leave here." Harry told him. "I need your help!" he shouted, trying to activate his angel powers to push back the surge of demonic energy within him. Claire blasted Harry back, snatching the demon blade up from the ground.

"Harry you need to stop. I still care about you, but I have a duty to Heaven." she said. "You can do it, just focus." She urged. Harry gripped at his head, trying to pull up anything. "You are the purest soul I have yet to see in the world, pull it together." He exploded with energy, rushing Claire with an angelic attack.

"What did they do to you Cas?" he asked, able to feel the angel's imbalance due to their sharing of grace. Demalia rushed back in to see the chaos before her. She attempted to run but was exorcised by Sam. The adults watched as their super powered children continued to fight one another, hoping to find a balance. The attacks were getting more powerful by the second. Dean looked over at Jimmy, the two sharing an understanding nod. Dean took off toward the fallen man, scooping him up, applying pressure to the wound.

"It's been an honor working with you." Jimmy admitted. Dean gave a huff.

"It isn't over yet. Give it everything you got!" Jimmy rushed towards Claire with a shout, holding all his pain within him. Dean tackled Harry into a hug, feeling as if he was being burned by the energy. Jimmy fell short at Claire's feet, hand outstretching towards her.

"Cas please!" Jimmy begged when it looked like Claire might step over him to continue her attack. "Take me instead! I submit to you!" Claire looked down.

"Are you certain? There will never be any going back." she asked. Jimmy smiled at his daughter's face.

"I am certain." A brilliant white glow filled the room as Claire touched her father's face. She wavered on her feet and was caught by Castiel, once again in Jimmy's body. Harry was crying in Dean's arms, feeling as if his back were on fire. Sam was checking on Amelia, blood still dripping down his face. He saw the look that Dean was giving him and quickly wiped it on his sleeve. Castiel spent time watching the rise and fall of Claire's chest before bringing her to her mother. Amelia shakily grabbed Claire, smoothing her hair soothingly. Castiel began to walk away, heading for the doors.

"Wait, where are you going?" Dean called out, causing Harry to look up as well.

"I learned my lesson while I was away." Castiel informed them in his customary monotone. "I don't serve man, and I definitely don't serve you." His eyes turned to Harry. "Come along. We have work to do." Harry stood, walking towards Castiel. Dean felt as if his heart had been shattered to pieces.

"Har, Harry...Where…"

"You're making a mistake." Harry said confidently. "You always followed the lesson God left for you all. To love and serve humanity."

"God is gone." Castiel said with finality. There was a whoosh of wings and he was gone.

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Amelia thanked the waitress as she set food down before them. Sam and Dean sat in the booth across from her, still looking ragged. She had Harry and Claire on either side of her. Both children eagerly ducked into their food, having eaten nothing for a while. Amelia pushed the vegetables around on her plate, looking for the right words.

"Kind of strange isn't it." she started. "Our two families here together, all thanks to a deadbeat angel." Dean gave her a bemused look, picking up his burger and taking a bite. "So, this letter, this is real too?"

"Yeah. Look, I know it's a lot to take in," Sam explained, looking at the two blonds. "But with Ilvermorny starting in a few weeks' time, it will be the safest place for Claire. She will flourish in a world with people like her." A sad look crossed his face. "I would tell them that Jimmy is not a part of her life anymore when they come to visit you." he explained. "We don't know if Cas will ever come back to us, and even if he does, we don't know how he will act."

"I can't possibly thank you enough for everything that you have done for us tonight." she said sincerely.

"Well that's something you don't hear every day." Dean said between bites. He pounded his chest a bit before excusing himself to the bathroom.

"Guess I should start figuring out how we're going to get home." Sam said mostly to himself. He sent a quick text to Bobby, trying to arrange a ride. Harry looked over at Claire from behind her mother.

"Please be safe." Claire whispered out a thanks. Dean arrived back just as Sam received a reply from Bobby, stating someone would be there to pick them up soon. Harry suddenly placed his utensils down, surprising the adults. "I need to speak to Claire alone please." He requested. Amelia nodded, giving Claire a kiss on her head. Sam and Dean lingered for a moment before heading outside. Harry turned to Claire, so they were face to face. Her silver eyes met his green and they could feel the mystical thing connecting them. "Have you seen the Lion King?" Harry asked. Claire nodded.

"It's one of my favorites." Harry smiled, as it was one of his as well.

"Your father didn't leave you. He saved you. I wanted to talk to you because the adults will try to sugarcoat it, and you deserve better." Claire's innocent eyes were beginning to take on a note of advanced understanding. Harry took out his phone, opening it to a picture of Castiel looking over the lake.

"That is Castiel." She could tell by the way the man stood that it was not her father.

"He is still your father, deep down, and so in a way we are siblings. You to Jimmy and me to Cas, but family none the less."

"I've always wanted a brother.' she admitted. Harry smiled.

"He lives in you." Harry told her, catching her off guard. "He lives in me." he touched her hand, again sending a small shock of angel powers into her. She felt it race through her body before fading away. "He watches over, everything we see." he swept through the pictures a bit more, letting her see what her father had been tasked to do for Heaven. "Into the water, into the truth, in your reflection…" Claire looked into the window next to her, seeing more of her father's face now than she ever had. "he lives in you…"

"He lives in you." Claire confirmed for the doubting boy next to her. "I can see it plain as day. Will we ever meet again?"

"Hopefully one day." Harry assured her. "Take care of your mom, keep her out of this war." Claire nodded, eyes turning to steel. The two children embraced. There was a knock on the window, Draco's face peering in. Harry grinned at his friend, pulling Claire outside to introduce them. When all goodbyes were said, Lucius had Sam, Dean and Harry grab onto the portkey with him and his son. Harry felt a rush using the portkey, thinking of his new sister, and the future.

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"Now normally for having me use one of my advanced passes for overseas I would request a date." Lucius joked once they had landed in Severus' home. He got a gleam in his eye as he saw Severus send him a cutting glare. "I don't think Sevvy would like that much though."

"Get out of my house you insolent fruitcake!" Severus shouted, chasing his friend towards the fireplace.

"Watch out there Kettle!" Lucius taunted as he disappeared in green flames. Draco muttered something under his breath about it not being the weekend before he too left. Sam was trying to avoid looking at Severus, staring intently at a picture he had seen a million times before. Harry saw Severus give the tiniest of smiles at Sam's strange reaction.

"Adam has gone to the ghost zone to help Dan...ny heal." Severus told the brothers. Dean gave a curt nod, his face looking a bit sour. Harry felt a pang in his heart, knowing that Dean missed Cas. "Bobby requested to speak with you in the panic room. I will escort Harry back to the castle."

"Got it, thanks." Sam said with a tightlipped smile, heading straight for the bookcase. Dean and Severus shared a look, conveying disagreement with one another before Severus led Harry away. Dean sighed, following his brother down the stairs.

"Go inside, I want to show you something new." Dean heard Bobby say. Next was the noise of the door being shut and bolted. Dean arrived as Sam rushed up to the barred window.

"Guys. Hey, hey what?" he asked, looking betrayed. Dean looked to his little brother, broken.

"I saw what you did Sam. I'm disappointed. But, mostly, I'm just tired, man. I'm done. I am just done." he admitted. Bobby stepped forward and closed the window latch. Sam started to bang on the door from the inside.

"Guys, hey! Guys!"