After much convincing, Dean finally proved to Bobby that he was actually Dean, and that he was alive and standing before him. The fact of having a silver knife drawn on him and holy water splashed in his face did help Dean's cause in allowing Bobby to believe him.

"How boy?" he asked in a gruff voice as Dean came down from the upstairs, his body now clean and wearing a set of clothes that Bobby had scrounged around for him.

"I don't know Bobby….I really don't. Maybe Sam made a deal with some demon? If that is the case I am gonna rip him a new…."

"Hold up there son. You think Sam had something to do with you….rising from Hell?"

"Maybe, maybe not. There only are a chosen few that can raise the dead remember?"

"You forget who you are talkin to boy?" Bobby grimaced, before letting a smile spread across his beard filled face.

"Touché. Speaking of Sam….I tried to call him but his number is out of service, have you seen him?

"Not recently….he kinda took off on his own when…well after we uh….buried you."

"And why again was I buried? Not that I am not thankful that you didn't salt and burn me but why burial?"

"Sam's doing….he said if he was going to bring you back…." Bobby paused and brought his tired eyes up to Dean.

"Again, the thought of Sam making a deal. I gotta find him Bobby……I need to see him….to make sure he didn't do something selfish and stupid….."

"Like you did?" Bobby interjected. Dean had heard that before, not just from Bobby but from Sam, the brother he made the deal for. He wanted Sam to go on living, he had more to give the world than he ever could, that is why he made the deal….and the fact he promised John he would always look out for him and take care of him. Meeting the crossroad demon that night, and bargaining his life for Sam's was the only way he could make right what he did wrong.

Dean didn't acknowledge the comment, and went right for the computer to track Sam's phone.

"What are you doing?" Bobby asked as he followed Dean into the study.

"Looking for Sam….if I know my brother like I think I do he signed up for another account under a bogus name." Within minutes Dean traced where Sam was and his new number. "Call him; tell him you need him to come here."

"Dean I don't think he will……"

"Tell him you found a lead on how to bring me back or something…..I can't call him Bobby….we know what that would look like….please Bobby" Dean begged as he dialed Bobby's phone and handed it to him, his eyes never leaving Bobby as the older man next to him waited for the youngest Winchester to answer the phone.

Bobby lied to Sam, telling him that he found a way to get Dean back, all the while looking at a semi helpless Dean.

"Yeah Sam, that's right. Where are you? How long till you can get here? Ok, I'll see you in a day or so then."

Without a goodbye Bobby hung up the phone and told Dean what Sam had said, after a bit of reluctance Sam agreed to come out to the salvage yard to see him, and unknowingly Dean.

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Sophie got out of the beat up multi color pickup truck that she had bummed a ride off of, thanking the driver for the lift as she slammed the door shut. Luck finally showed her some refuge as she was walking along the road in the means of a 1980 Ford pickup that had pulled over to the side and asked if she needed help.

She never would have taken a ride before…..well before her experience but she needed to get to Bobby and fast. With her luck the driver was heading to South Dakota, and within a day and a half's time they arrived at the run down salvage yard, leaving Sophie to breathe a sigh of relief that she had arrived.

She stood silently at the end of the driveway that led to his house, rows of disembodied trucks and cars shadowed the outskirts of the driveway.

She was just about to step further up the pebble ridden road when her eyes caught an approaching black as night car. Not knowing who or what it could be Sophie jumped into a thick set of bushes near the sign that welcomed all to Singer's Salvage for cover.

Watching closely, she noticed a tall man get out of the driver's side, his long legs taking him to the front step of Bobby's place. Looking around nervously he knocked on the door, and as the door opened Sophie could see the shadow of a man let him in.

"Bobby" she spoke out loud as she got out from her hiding place and began to make her way to the same door the stranger just entered.