Dean drove up to Bobby's still thinking about what he saw in the bathroom of the gas station. He had seen Hendrickson, who had died about a year before. He looked at Sam and saw that his brother was also thinking hard about how something like that could happen. Hendrickson could be a restless spirit but then there was the question why was he haunting them now and not before. Dean parked the car in front of Bobby's. He climbed out and stopped breathing. He saw Kat laying on the side lawn the glass window all around her. He slammed the door to the impala and ran towards her. He fell to the grass on his knees beside her and saw the blood from cuts on her arms and right side. She didn't move when he placed his hand on her chest.

"Kitten? Come on, baby," he said sighing in relief when he felt her chest rise and fall.

"What happened?" Sam asked kneeling by Kat's side with a gun for Dean and one for himself.

"I have no idea. We need to find Bobby. You search the junkyard and I'll look inside."

"You can handle Addie?"

"Fuck! Adora!"

Sam watched as Dean scooped Kat up in his arms. Sam hated how Kat's head just rolled to the side like she was dead. He followed Dean as his brother rushed into the house. He needed to give Dean his gun before he went and searched the junkyard for Bobby. He watched as Dean placed Kat on the couch then went over and looked at Addie in the swing. She was sleeping and looked to be perfectly fine. He smiled when Dean leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. Sam went over and handed Dean the shotgun.

"I'll be outside. You'll be fine?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. I'm going to try and patch up Kat a little before I go looking for Bobby."

"Got it. Be careful."

"You too."

Dean went back to Kat and heard Sam leave the house. He kneeled on the floor and rolled Kat on her side. He saw bloody spots on her back and knew that the glass had done a number on her. He placed his shotgun on the floor and pulled her shirt up. He saw the cuts on her back and the ones that went around to her side. He went into the kitchen and grabbed dish clothes and came back. He placed them on the deeper cuts hoping to stop the bleeding. He then rolled her back on her back and looked at the cuts on her arms. They seemed minor compared to the ones on her back and side. He heard her moan and placed his hand on the side of her face.

"Kitten? Are you alright?" Dean asked as she opened her eyes and looked at him.

"There were two little girls and Bobby... I tried... I tried to warn him," she said wincing at the pain that traveled throughout her body.

"So that explains why you were out of the house instead of inside."

"Yeah, I just decided to see if I could fly. Guess natural witches can't."

"Kat-."

Kat grabbed Dean by the jacket. She pulled him close to her. She sensed evil in the house again. She pulled him closer and saw the look he was giving her. He was scared and worried. She needed him to focus on what was happening and not on her for the moment.

"Something is still here. Upstairs. I can sense it," she said softly.

"Good or bad?"

"Bad but... Something is off. Really off about it. If I had a candle I could-."

"No. That's all I need to know. Stay here and watch over Addie."

"Dean, be careful."

Dean nodded. He turned to leave then turned back. He kissed Kat on the lips softly then got up and left the room. He walked up the stairs holding his gun in front of him ready for anything.

Sam walked around the junkyard but he didn't see Bobby anywhere. He knew that something was going on and it wasn't good. He sighed and stopped. His could see his breath in the air and the temperature had dropped in the junkyard. He looked around and saw that the side mirror of one of the junk cars had frosted up.

"Bobby! Bobby, it's alright, I'm coming!" Sam yelled jumping on the junk cars.

Sam climbed up and yanked the door open. He saw twin girls sitting on Bobby's chest. He went to grab his gun but they sent him flying back and he landed on the hood of another car. He laid there looking at the sky and wondered why it was he always lost his gun. He turned and saw one of the girls sitting on his lap. He reached out to his side and grabbed a tire iron and swung it at her. She disappeared. He looked up and saw Bobby do the same to the other twin.

Sam climbed off the hood of the car and walked over to Bobby. Bobby slowly climbed down from the cars and went over to Sam. Sam looked at him.

"Bobby, what the hell was that?" he asked as they walked back to the house.

"Not our regular restless spirits that is for sure. We need to get some things and hide for awhile," Bobby answered.

Sam followed Bobby into the house. They walked into the living room and found Kat sitting on the floor. Sam went to her side when he saw the blood pooling on the floor. Bobby stood there and watched as she drew designs in her blood. She shoved Sam away when he tried to stop her.

"Kat, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Giving us some time. Get Addie, and get out of here. Bobby, grab what you need and get Dean," Kat said stopping what she was doing and looking at him.

"How bad?" Bobby asked her.

"Just get Dean and whatever you need. I am going to blast these ghosties back to oblivion."

"Kat," Sam sighed. He didn't want her to do this.

"Get Addie, Sam."

Kat winced as the pain filled her body. She pushed it away. She knew how she could get rid of the spirits but it was only temporary. It would give them a few hours to figure out what it was. She heard Sam grab Addie and then Bobby grabbing books and handing them to Sam. She heard Dean come into the room but shut him out. She cleared her mind and let her fingers dance over the symbol she had drawn. She waited until Bobby had dragged Dean out of the room. She smiled and looked up when she felt the temperature drop.

"Meg, nice to see you," Kat said placed her palm in the symbol.

"Who are you?"

"Your worst nightmare. Lux lucis is sursum!" Kat yelled.

Kat was slammed against the wall as the bright white light filled the entire first floor. She screamed as she felt the heat from the light. It disappeared and Kat fell to the floor. She laid there telling herself that she was seriously going to need to practice her powers more so she could do the spells without the incantations and symbols. She needed to get stronger. She sighed and pushed herself up off the floor. She swore when her nose started to bleed.

"Oh, Dean is going to love this," she muttered stumbling to her feet and trying to make it to the basement stairs without killing herself.

Dean paced back and forth in Bobby's panic room. He stopped and looked at the door. All he could think about was Kat sitting there her blood pooling on the floor and she didn't care. He turned and saw Sam holding Addie in his arms as he helped Bobby look though some books Bobby had grabbed. Dean wanted to scream at them both for just letting Kat use her abilities again. He turned and looked back at the door. He balled his hands into fists. He hated being helpless and that was what he was when it came to Kat and her abilities. She could do things he couldn't even imagine being done. But in seeing her do those things, made him feel useless. She didn't need him to protect her, she could do it all on her own.

He jumped when he heard banging on the door. He went over and pulled it open. He had to catch Kat before she literally fell into the room. He held her in his arms and slammed the door shut. He lowered them both to the floor and cradled her in his arms. He saw her bleeding nose and the cuts on her arms and felt the blood from the ones on her back. He just held her and felt her arms wrap around his neck.

"We got a few hours before they can find their way back," she muttered against his chest.

"So, you look like this for just a few hours of safety?" Dean demanded.

"No, I look like this cause a ghost sent me though a window."

Kat felt Dean stand up his arms around her tight. He swung her up in his arms and carried her over to the cot. He sat her on it and she grabbed his shirt before he could turn away. She pulled him closer to her and kissed him on the lips softly. He kissed her back then pulled away. She saw the pain in his eyes. She let tears fall.

"I'm slowly losing you, aren't I?" she whispered stroking his cheek.

"Katerina," Dean said softly.

"I did it to protect Addie and you."

"Maybe you can try letting me protect you for a change."

Dean turned away and started grabbing the first aid supplies. He looked back at Kat and saw her wiping away her tears. She wouldn't meet his eyes. He watched as she pulled off her shirt and held it in front of her. She turned around and presented him with her back. He saw the cuts and sighed. He reached out and placed a hand on her back. He ran it down slowly feeling her skin form goose bumps under his hand. He looked at her Chinese coin dangling from his wrist. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her back.

"I'm sorry, Kitten. I just... I get scared when I see you hurt like this," he whispered to her wishing he could magically fix them.

"And I get scared at the thought of losing you," she answered.

"That scares me too. It'll sting as I clean them."

"Go ahead."

Sam turned and watched as Dean cleaned Kat's cuts. He looked down at Addie. She was looking at him with green eyes that reminded him so much of Dean's. He smiled at her and reached out and stroked her cheek. She looked at him and gave him what he thought was a smile. He smiled back. He looked up and saw Bobby watching him.

"Are you going to make gooey eyes at her or are you going to help me?" Bobby asked trying to hide the smile on his face.

"Well, she is cuter then the books," Sam answered smiling.

"Yeah, she is. Boy, how the hell did you make such a cute kid? I remember when you were younger, you were one funny looking kid," Bobby said to Dean.

"Haha, very funny Bobby. But if you must know, Addie is beautiful like her mother," Dean answered kissing Kat's back again.

Sam saw Kat smile a little. He smiled and nodded at her. She gave him the finger. He winked at her. She shook her head. He laughed a little and went back to the books. They needed to figure out what was doing this so they could stop it. Or Kat might have to pull another trick out of her bag.

Three hours went by and Sam had given up on research and started to make salt rounds. He glanced over and once and while and looked at Dean sitting beside Kat on the cot. Kat held Addie as she slept and Dean had his arms around Kat. Sam saw the way his brother looked at Kat and knew that Dean loved her deeply. He turned back and went back to the salt rounds. A hundred thoughts were going though his mind. The most important one was making sure that Dean and Kat stayed together to raise Adora. He didn't want his niece growing up like he had with only one parent. Addie deserved better than that.

"I found it," Bobby said breaking into his thoughts.

"What is it?" Dean asked helping Kat off the cot as they walked over to where Bobby sat at a desk.

"It's the rising of the witnesses. It's a spell that rises-."

"Spirits who had died before their time or violent deaths. Shit, I should have known that," Kat said cradling Addie in her arms.

"You knew about this spell?" Sam asked walking over and standing beside her.

"It was in one of the books you gave me. Only difference is if I would have done it, as natural witch I would be able to control the spirits. Whoever did this spell wasn't a natural witch."

"No, my guess is they did it for another reason. Cause it says right here, it's a sign of the Apocalypse."

"What?" Sam, Dean and Kat said at the same time.

"What is everyone suddenly hard of hearing? I said the Apocalypse. You know the end of the world, rising of Satan."

"Yeah, we know. Shit, so you're saying someone used this spell and ripped these spirits from their resting place?" Dean asked.

"That's what it is supposed to do, if you do it right. But then why is it going after hunters?" Bobby questioned.

"You couldn't save her," Kat whispered.

"What?" Sam asked.

"Meg. At the end, you exorcised her, but the fall from that building was too much. It broke her body so you couldn't save her. That's why she is after you. The spirits are raised and they are pissed off. The spell worker raised them to go after the people that the spirits would feel responsible for their deaths. Hunters. It is targeting hunters," Kat explained.

"Shit," Dean whispered.

"Is there any way we can send them back? Help them rest again?" Sam asked.

"There's a spell right here."

"Then let's do it," Dean said.

"One problem, everything I need to do is upstairs," Bobby said.

"Yeah, you know going up there where the spirits can tear us apart not as appealing as staying down here," Dean said.

"I could zap them away again," Kat suggested.

"Not happening, Kitten."

"That's fine, Kat. We'll just do this the old fashion way. Boys, load up."