Ok gang, I think I have fixed my mistake. I am sorry for the confusion on missing chapters. I thank you for the great responses!

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Dean stepped away from Sophie slowly his index finger up in a sign to give him a minute. She nodded and watched as he opened the door, his head poking out to greet the person on the other side, his face completely out of her sight allowing her no glimpse of his expression.

"I need to talk to you" Sam hushed, his taller frame allowing his head to pop over Dean's and take a look in at the unexpected guest.

"Can't this wait?"

"Not really dude, meet me upstairs….please."

Dean recognized the look in his brother's familiar eyes. It was one of urgency, and he could only imagine what the topic would be.

"I uh, I will be right back" he turned to say to Sophie.

"Sure thing, I will just wait here I guess."

Dean gave a closed mouthed smile, and stepped out of the half opened door, closing it behind him. He passed through the empty study, noticing that Bobby had now gone missing.

Placing his hand on the wooden banister, Dean climbed the flight of stairs and stopped when he placed both feet on the landing of the second floor. Turning to his right, he noticed the open door to one of Bobby's guest rooms, his brother and the man he considered a father figure staring back at him.

"What is this a crisis intervention or something? Do I look like Andy Dick to you?"

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Sam dropped his head at his brother's way of lightening each situation with a joke. "Dean please, just come in here" Sam spoke when he looked back up at his brother, locks of his hair hanging in his eyes.

Dean shrugged and walked into the room, the smell of mothballs hitting his nostrils rather quickly, and the sight of chipped yellow paint meeting his eyes. The room itself was sparsely inhabited, a dresser was in one corner and a twin bed occupied the middle of the room. That is where Sam was seated, with Bobby standing at the end of the mattress.

"So this is what the upstairs looks like huh? Always wondered what you had hiding up here, and now I know. Just one question, why yellow?"

"Dean, quit it with the jokes man, this is serious."

"It always is with you Sammy. Ok, fine no more jokes, what's goin' on?"

"Close the door" Bobby ordered, his arms never unfolding from his chest.

Doing as he was told, Dean grabbed the side of the wooden door and pushed it closed.

"We need to talk about Sophie" Bobby started.

"Ok, what about her?"

"How far did you two get in your conversation?" Sam asked.

"When and where we both woke up, about my deal, and we were about to start on hers when you knocked on the door."

"So she never got to tell you?" Bobby broke in, his arms now free of his chest and at his sides as he walked towards Dean.

"No. Why?"

"Because there is something you need to know about the deal she made….and it best come from me."

Small creases began to form on Dean's forehead. "Oh yeah? What's that?"

"The deal she made didn't pan out how she planned."

"How bad could it have been, she went to Hell?"

"She made a deal similar to yours Dean, she wanted to bring someone back…..or rather two someone's."

"Ok, so she met the demon, struck the deal and then…..?"

"They brought who she wanted back, but there was something off."

"Off? Off how?"

Bobby's mouth was open and his lips forming the first letter of the next word when the lights began to waver in the bedroom and in the unseen hallway. Three sets of eyes glanced at the ceiling as it began to crack, right before a loud scream came from the first floor.