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NOTE: I kept most of the Kaw Indian and Franklin town info as authentic as possible. I did add liberties (The Great Lake Mound Builders and Indians owning and guarding Franklin) Realizing God has plans for you that you can't grasp the meaning of, reason for it, the why of it is a common thing I think. Also, Libs taken with Cas... Anyway, here's the next chapter. Thanks ya'll for the favs, reviews and alerts!

Chapter 13

Sam walked up and asked Dean softly, "A little faith?"

"Are you asking me to have some? Or if I do?" Dean asked as he watched Sam, eyes narrowing as he waited for Sam's response.

Sam gave a tilt of his head and a tiny shrug as he said, "Maybe both…"

"Sam… I tried to do that. I've tried and I just can't anymore… it's too hard." Dean admitted as he turned, he stared out at the graveyard. Under his breathe he whispered, "I'm tired."

"To have faith in me or in God?" Sam asked as he too turned to stare at the silent graves.

"Sam… I'm here aren't I?" Dean asked sounding bone weary. He looked at the sky, it's washed out blue going along with the way he felt. It fit the mood he was in to a tee.

Sam chuckled as he commented, "You wanted this. If you've changed your mind we can move forward with the…"

Dean slugged him on the arm as he snapped, "Shuddup, bitch."

"Dean, seriously man… anytime you've had enough it's okay to walk away." He gave a harsh chuckle as he watched his brother, he continued, "Lord knows I've done it enough."

Dean turned fully to face Sam as he stated, "Remember… we tried that." He waved his index finger between them before he looked down and then away as he added softly, "The world crashes and burns." Dean finally glanced up, giving Sam an intense glare.

"I remember that…" Sam started.

"No." Dean snapped. He turned to face the others as he raised his voice to make up for the distance, "Where do we go from here?" He asked the group but he focused on Yoxe as he stalked back towards them. Sam watched as Dean and Yoxe stepped away from the group. A few seconds later he was right behind Dean.

Yoxe responded with a smile as he said, "Well, why don't we walk as we talk. I'll show you around." With this suggestion the whole group moved with Dean and Yoxe.

As they walked the old white farmhouse stood out as one of the lone structures, Yoxe started out with, "Before it became a town in October of 1853 it was a battle ground between the Great Lake Mounders and the Kansas ones. We eventually won but at great cost to both sides. The toll was not recognized fully until after Franklin came and went. But it goes on even today."

"Wow and I thought Cas was Mr. Gloom and Doom." Dean said softly as he looked around taking in the tall swaying grass.

"Dean." Sam snapped as he smacked him. When Dean glared at him he mouthed, "You promised."

Yoxe smiled as he told Sammy, "Cut him some slack… he's just worried."

Dean smirked as he muttered, "Yeah… cut me some slack."

Bobby hit him with his hat before slapping it back on his head.

Cas looked at Bobby as he asked, "Why did you do that?"

Bobby chose to ignore Cas' question.

"Franklin was a pro-slavery stronghold that's between the Kansas and Wakarusa Rivers. It was one of the oldest settlements in Kansas and it was one of our trading posts in Douglas County long before it was a county. But before that it was a our hunting grounds. We also set up camp here at times. Before the Great Lake Mounders came and tried to take it away. They invoked a terrible evil to help them win against us, forcing us to take action. What we ended up doing was not unlike your Lucifer's cage. But we were given our sacred stone and it was our key. Our saving grace so to speak. We were able to put the evil back but not without there being a great price paid. That is why my family stays… so the sacrifices are not in vain." Yoxe stopped for breath and ended up next to another fence and stood staring out across the land.

"So, just how much has Cas told you?" Dean demanded with a glare Cas' direction.

"Enough to know that you need my help and the help of our ancestors to succeed." Yoxe stated firmly.

"God, he sounds like Missouri… doesn't he?" Dean asked with a glance at Sam.

Sam gave a brief smile and a small nod.

"So, would you like to know why your father was turned down by mine?" Yoxe asked bluntly.

Dean stared at Yoxe as he said softly, "Yeah... I do. Get all that out of the way up front."

Yoxe gave a small smile before he began, "I was a small boy when your father came and spoke with mine. He tore out of here in that car over there, throwing dirt and roaring out of here. My father asked me if I wanted to know why he wouldn't help the man… I said yes." He watched Dean start to fidgit and continued, "My father said that the man was heartbroken and very angry. He also said the man wanted to catch a demon, but he wasn't prepared and when my dad said he would not raise the town early for anything less than the devil himself." He smiled and said, "Let's just say your dad had a temper."

"But why did he refuse him… taking out that demon would have saved a lot of lives." Dean snapped as he thought of all him and Sammy alone had endured at the hands of the demon.

"God told him that he was to help the Winchesters." Yoxe responded.

"Then why didn't he?" Dean questioned.

"By sending the elder away… he did help. He did what God wanted. But he told me that when this man's sons came for help… I was not to refuse them. I was to remember that God wanted me to help the sons when the time came." Yoxe said as he watched the oldest.

Dean frowned as he stood studying the man. Was this man yanking his chain or just fucking with him for the hell of it?

"So you've been waiting for us to show up and ask for help?" Sam asked wanting clarification.

Yoxe nodded.

"Bullshit." Dean snapped and stormed off again. Faith… he sighed. Sam had had faith and look how well that had worked out. For Sam. For him.

Sam frowned and took off after Dean.

Bobby looked at Yoxe and Cas and said, "You know he's just upset, he'll come around."

Yoxe nodded as he told Bobby, "Yeah, he's here to save his little brother. He'll do what needs to be done. Just like you and I will."

Cas said out of the blue, "I need to go… they are looking for me."

At the same time Sam was still trying to catch up with Dean, finally stopped and yelled, "Dean!"

Dean stopped and turned as he asked, "What?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Sam asked catching up. He grabbed Dean by the arm to hold him in place.

"Do you know what this means?" Dean demanded angrily.

"What?" Sam asked softly.

"It means that God let all this happen." Dean yelled as he jerked away from Sam to wave his arms wildly. He stepped closer to Sam and latched onto Sam's upper arms, "He wanted us to suffer." Dean snapped, tears appearing in his eyes causing him to nearly explode with anger. Dammit, he was not going to cry like a damn five year old!

Sam frowned.

"He let us go through all that. If the guy had helped Dad none of it would have happened." Dean went on, letting his hands drop away from Sam. His fists almost instantly clenched and he looked around for something to hit.

"Or, " Sam said before continuing, "It may have just altered who it happened to."

"Either way that would have been a win." Dean snapped, focusing once again on Sam.

"Really?" Sam asked, his eyes searching Dean's face.

Dean got even more pissed off as he asked, "What the hell are you trying to say Sammy?"

"Just that maybe things happened the way they were suppose to." Sam said as he watched Dean, at the moment he looked like a steaming powder keg ready to blow everything sky high.

"Fuck that!" Dean snapped ramming a hand through his hair, making it stand on end as he pointed a finger at Sam, "So we had to go through that… why?"

Sam shrugged as he said honestly, "I don't know but I've heard that God doesn't give us more than we can handle."

Dean snorted as he said, "I disagree with that."

"Pastor Jim once told me to watch you and follow you… one day you would be a great man… that you would be tested by what God gives you to endure but you would do well. He was right."

"He was not." Dean denied automatically.

"Dean…" He grabbed Dean by the shoulders and looked him in the eye as he continued, "You are a good man and if you want to walk away right now… I will follow. You decide." He dropped his hands and waited for Dean's decision.

TBC