"I feel like I just had a déjà vu." Sam commented.

"What do you mean?"

"This entire story made me remember my relation with my father. I didn't get along with him…" He explained.

"Yes, I know."

"I had different ideas of his. As he didn't support me, I ran away. Our talks always ended up in discussions so we never get anywhere. We wanted to win but we lost, always. Our problem wasn't being too different from each other, was exactly the opposite; we were too much alike. And I think Dean and Johnny are very alike."

"They are, although Dean won't admit it."

"Yeah, but I think deep down Dean knows Johnny is like him. That's why he got so pissed. He's as stubborn as Dean."

Johnny went to living room to play with his little sister. Johnny always like being with her, he enjoyed playing with her and talking to her even if she didn't answer him. However Johnny always felt like she understood him.

They were playing with a ball that Sam has given them, which in fact had an hex bag inside and several symbols that protected and hided the kids from supernatural creatures. Mary was about to throw the ball at her brother but the ball disappeared in her hands. They saw a shadow and felt a strange presence; an odd known man that had the ball in his hand.

Mary started crying. Johnny got up instantly prepared to protect his sister.

"Give it back" Johnny said.

"You want the ball?"

"Yes"

"You want… or she wants?"

Johnny stood thoughtful.

"Want do you really want?"

"I want the ball" Johnny insists.

"No, you don't. I know what you want." The odd man took from his jacket pocket a bar of Snickers.

Snickers were his favorite chocolate and Cas and Dean didn't let him eat it very often.

"I can give you what you want. But I can't give you both. So, which one you really want?"

Johnny looked at his sister who was still sobbing. He looked at the ball and then to the chocolate bar. Only by looking at it, he got his mouth watering. He didn't eat candies a long time and suddenly appears his favorite. It was a unique opportunity.

Johnny looked at the man, trying to know if he could trust him. The more he tried to see into the man's soul, less he saw. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't see a thing. But he needed to know, to make a good choice.

The man was staring at him. Johnny tried again, and again. He tried so hard that his head started to hurt. Still, he didn't give up and kept trying.

"Gabriel, stop." Castiel ordered to his brother, hearing Mary's cry and feeling Johnny's pain.

"I'm not doing anything wrong."

"Stop!" Castiel told him again popped up right in front of the Arcangel.

Castiel took the ball from Gabriel's hands and gave it to Mary.

They started to hear some steps at the stairs.

"Gabriel" Dean said.

Johnny ran to Dean who took the kid in his arms.

Feeling Johnny trembling Dean asked. "What happened?"

"Dean, take Johnny to his room. I need to talk to my brother."

Dean opened his mouth to say something more, but shut it feeling that by the tone of Castiel's voice the subject was too serious. So Dean took his son to his room and laid him in the bed. Dean tried to calm him even without knowing what had happen. Short time later, Johnny fell asleep.