And back again. This story becomes longer every second I plan it. There will be a lot of characters we know from the series. I even think about putting Eve in it, but not the lame way like in the series. I mean... really? One episode, where she could really roam and that's it?

Chapter 2 - Hell hath no fury...

Sioux Falls, South Dakota

"So, what we do know about the other sixhundred seals amounts to... bupkis." Bobby sounded annoyed. At least, Ben was sure, that was the name of the old guy. He was sitting in the living room with Cass and Dean and they were discussind something important. Ben was sure, they wouldn't want him eavesdropping. Well, he didn't care. Dean himself had told him, that sometimes dubious means were necessary.

"Yes."

"Great." Dean didn't even sound sarcastic.

"What?" Bobby gave him a confused look.

"If even Cass doesn't know a thing, I'm pretty sure, that at least Meg and Crowley don't know a thing either."

"That is to be expected", Cass agreed.

"Leaves Raphael. He will know a seal or two." There was a short silence and the sound of books being flipped through.

"Any idea how we can get ahead of that junkless dick?" That was Dean talking. Ben grinned. When Dean was around his Mom he would never swear that much.

"In the library of Alexandria was a book about all seals", Cass told them after another moment of silence.

Bobby spoke again. "The library that burned down ages ago? That ain't helping." Ben thought, Bobby sounded like a nice old uncle. Just that he didn't have chocolate in his cupboard but weapons. Kind of awesome.

"The book is still out there. It is protected by the power of god." Some more flipping pages and clothes rustling. "Somewhere is a prophet who can find and read it."

"Another prophet. Great." Dean sighed.

"I'll get my feelers out, if anybody hears something-"

"Unusual?", Dean ended Bobby's sentence. "We'll have to do better than that. If angels and demons fight here, there will be a lot of 'unusual'."

"I will notice, when the prophet is revealed." Castiel sounded pretty sure about it. Maybe, Ben thought, it was an angel thing.

"Well, if we can't do more in that direction... What are we going to do with your family?", Bobby asked.

Dean downed the rest of his bottle. "I have no idea. I mean, we can't keep 'em in the basement. Lisa would go freaking nuts and Ben is probably already upstairs." Dean laughed a little. Considering he hadn't slept the whole night, he was in a good mood.

"He is. He's been listening for a few minutes", Cass announced.

Dean just sighed. "Next time, tell me earlier." He looked towards the stairs. "Ben, you can come out now."

Obedient the ten-year-old climbed up the last steps. Before Dean could say anything, Bobby's private phone rang. He took it with him in the kitchen. Cass had his head to one side as though listening.

"I have to go", he announced and vanished.

Dean stared at Cass' place for a moment, then blinked. "Ben, what is it?", he asked, totally casual on the outside. Inside he wondered, what had happened, that Cass would vanish that sudden.

"I want to learn hunting." Ben looked to the ground.

"No", Dean answered before thinking.

"Dean, teach me." Now Ben caught Dean's eyes. He was absolutely sure about this. He wanted it.

"I never wanted this life for you. Don't ask me to do this." Dean begged him with all he could. He didn't want another child raised in motel rooms. He wanted Ben to be normal and not a freak with a knife collection, who could build a shotgun and fake passports in his sleep.

"Then I'll ask Bobby." Ben's stare got more intense. Dean had to avert his eyes.

"Ben, please..."

Ben took a step towards Dean. "Dean, you know, I have to learn it. You can't always be here to protect mom and me. The supernatural caught our trail, so now we have to kick some ass."

Against his will Dean had to laugh. What Ben had said, was absolutely right. Once you knew about the supernatural world, it somehow found you everywhere. Still... He didn't like it. He sighed. "Alright. I will teach you." Ben smiled. "Under one condition." Ben nodded excited. "You will do, what I say, when I say. It will cost you your life otherwise."

"Yes, Dean."

Dean stroked Ben's hair. "Good boy. What about learning how to shoot a rifle?"

"Rufus called. He said, there is a case nearby. You wanna go?" Bobby stepped next to Dean, who was correcting Ben's grip on his rifle. The boy learned fast. He reminded him of Dean himself, when he was that age.

"I'll go." Dean took Ben's rifle and headed towards his car without a second look. Bobby guessed, Dean was afraid. He was afraid to become like his father. A drill sergeant and not a father.

"And who's gonna have your back?", Bobby asked, before Dean got out of range.

"I can take care of myself." Bobby had feared this would happen. Dean wouldn't want to work with anyone besides his father, his brother or Castiel. None of them was here.

"Sure you can. I just thought, we could take Lisa and Ben with us as training", he suggested.

"Are you nuts?"

"It's a normal haunting, nothing special. We can handle it ourselves or-" Bobby made a meaningful pause to drill his message in Dean's thick head. "We can show Lisa and Ben how to handle this type of thing."

"I want to do it." Ben had a grim look on his face.

"I don't. It's too dangerous", Dean resisted. Bobby could understand him. A bit.

"I don't like it." Lisa was roaming in the kitchen. Apparently she made it usable again. Bobby was impressed, that she didn't even flinch at some of his... groceries.

"Me too", Dean agreed.

"And I won't go around and dig up graves and all the other stuff. That's not my world." She closed Bobby's knife drawer with a bit too much power. "I asked Detective Mills, if I could work at the police as a secretary. She consented. I'll gather information and if it's really necessary, I will learn how to fight, but your ghost hunts... Never."

Bobby watched with amusement as Dean tried to figure out, what to say. It was funny, actually. Ben smiled as well.

Lisa rambled through his cutlery and sorted out bent forks and spoons. Bobby wasn't sure, why he even kept them. She turned around to face Dean again in her left hand a particularly sharp pizza knife. "It is alright with me, if you take Ben with you. I can't protect him from this. You have no idea how little I like this thought. However... If Ben comes back with so much as a scratch, you will wish, you never met me, Dean."

Talk about menacing. Hell hath no fury...

"Oh, and Dean..." Bobby thought of that tone as his and Ben's signal to go.

"We should practice your shooting a bit more", he said and took Ben with him.

"... you will call, right?"

Dean found himself smiling. "I will. Every evening?"

"I would be glad." Lise came closer. Her lips were ajar. Perfect time to kiss her. "Make sure, that Ben sleeps enough. And don't let him eat your unhealthy stuff."

Dean rolled his eyes inwardly. There was no chance, he could follow his dad's bad example in parenting. Lisa had a good eye on her son.

Yeah, well, I think, that Lisa and Dean would give in on this matter. They won't like it, but Ben will learn a thing or two about hunting. Oh, and Lisa? I gathered she wasn't the type to be fighting on the frontlines.