Sam followed Kat into the room once again hating that she had suggested that they all share. He tossed his bag on the far bed when he saw Dean had placed his bag on the bed closest to the door. He watched as Kat placed Addie's carrier on the table by the door and tossed her own bags on the floor. He watched as Dean pulled off his jacket and laid on the bed. Sam knew the minute Dean's head hit his pillow that he was out like a light. Sam placed his things on the other bed and looked at Kat. She was avoiding his eyes and he knew that something was going on.

"Katerina, everything alright?" Sam asked softly.

"No, everything is not alright, Sam. Dean and I are arguing again and it's all so that I can keep your fucking secret," Kat said setting up the bassinet and lifting Adora out of her carrier and placing her in it.

"Kat, you know that he wouldn't understand."

"Bullshit. You just don't want him thinking you're a freak. Which you aren't and I am sick of you thinking you are. Don't you think that I don't feel fucking normal, Sam? That I feel like I don't belong in this world?"

"Your gift is natural, Kat. It came from your parents. A demon bled in my mouth for mine. That is not normal."

"Fuck, Sam does anyone really know what the fuck normal is supposed to be? Does anyone really care what it is?"

"Kat-."

"Just stop. I just... I am going to take a nice hot shower to clear my thoughts. Watch your brother and Addie for me."

Kat saw Sam nod. She went over to the bed and opened her bag pulling out one of Dean's shirts. She looked at Dean sleeping. She grabbed his jacket and covered him with it. She leaned in and kissed his cheek softly. She pulled away and walked past Sam into the washroom. She closed the door and leaned against it. She sighed and really wished that there weren't so many lies surrounding them all. She hated the lies and wanted them to stop. She didn't want to raise her child surrounded by lies. She went over and started the shower.

Sam heard the shower start in the washroom. He pulled out his cell phone and dialled Ruby's number. He needed to have a serious chat with her about her touching Kat. He had made it clear to her once that hurting Kat was not allowed and he was boiling with anger that she had dared to do it. He started to pace the floor listening to the ring tone.

"Well, hello Sam, didn't think I would be hearing from you so soon," Ruby said.

"Ruby, what the hell were you thinking touching Kat?" Sam demanded.

"Come on, Sam you know she provoked me."

"I don't care. We had a fucking deal and part of it was no hurting Katerina no matter how much she pisses you off."

"Fine, do you want me to send a fruit basket and my apologies?"

Sam clenched his jaw and told himself not to yell. He looked at Addie sleeping in the bassinet and wished that things could be different. He really didn't want to trust Ruby but he had no choice. If he wanted Lilith dead and not able to harm Addie he was going to have to keep trusting Ruby even when the deepest part of his soul told him not to. Trusting a demon went against everything he believed in but he had to keep his family safe.

"Where are you?" Sam demanded.

"A few miles down the road from your motel. I'll come pick you up," Ruby answered and Sam could almost see the smile on her face.

"Fine."

Sam hung up and sighed. He shoved his phone in his pocket. He listened and heard that Kat was still in the shower. He grabbed his coat and quietly walked over to the door. He opened it and walked out quietly shutting the door behind him. He really hoped that Kat wouldn't be too pissed when she realized he was gone.

Dean opened his eyes and woke up when he realized that someone was watching him. He sat up and saw Castiel sitting beside him on the bed. Dean ran his hand over his face and looked around the room. He didn't see Kat or Sam but saw Addie's bassinet. He then heard the shower and knew that either Sam or Kat was in there. He turned and looked at the angel.

"You get your kick out of watching people sleep?" he demanded.

"No, I do not. I am here for a reason."

"And what is that?"

"You need to stop it."

"Stop what might I ask?"

Castiel just looked at Dean. He reached out and touched his finger to Dean's forehead and watched as Dean disappeared back to the past. Castiel sat back and waited. He didn't have to wait long. The door to the washroom opened and Kat walked out in one of Dean's button up shirts a towel around her head. She stopped and looked at him then looked around the room.

"Where's Dean?" she demanded pulling the towel off of her head and tossing it aside.

"He was needed elsewhere."

"Bullshit. I want you to bring him back right now. I don't know what kind of shit you are pulling but I won't have you messing with him. He has been though enough."

"Is that why you blocked his dreams from him?"

Kat looked at Castiel. She waved her hand and suddenly he was tossed against the wall and held him against it. She walked over to him and stood in front of him. She grabbed a hold of his jacket and looked deep into his eyes. She smiled when she felt him struggling against her power but she still held him tight against the wall. She was stronger than he was.

"Do not make me hurt you, Castiel. You know I can," she said softly.

"You were never meant to be here. I am doing what needs to be done and you know it."

"I know no such thing. Tell me what he is supposed to do and where you sent him now or I promise you there will be one less angel in God's army."

"You wouldn't dare."

Kat smiled. She snapped her fingers and smiled at the flame that appeared on the tips of her fingers. It had taken her hours and hours of practice to learn how to do that without whispering the incantation but learn she had. She moved her fingers closer to Castiel and gently placed them on his coat watching as the fire danced on his shoulder. It awaited her orders to spread of not. She looked at the angel and waited. She knew he would talk. She sensed something inside of Castiel. She knew that he was not happy with the orders being given to him and she really hoped that he could become an ally to them. She had a feeling they would need him as an ally later on.

"Where is he, Cas? I don't want to hurt you but I will," she whispered softly.

"He was sent to the past. He needs to see what was kept from him and Sam."

"And what is that?"

"Mary was a hunter. She made a deal with Azazel to bring John back to life. Dean needs to see that all this was planned ten years before Sam's birth."

"You really sent him there by himself. What did you tell him, Castiel?"

"That he needed to stop it."

Castiel felt himself drop to his feet. He watched as Kat turned and walked back to the washroom. She came out pulling on her jeans and carrying her shoes. He stepped in front of her when she went to walk out of the room. He reached out and placed his hand on her forehead. A moment later the bruise on her face healed along with the ache in her ribs and any other pains she had. He knew she would need to be a hundred percent for the fight that was coming and wanted to insure that Dean saw her as an asset not a liability. He saw the way she looked at him and knew he had made a friend in her.

"You didn't have to do that," she whispered.

"Yes, I did. We should not be on opposite sides. We will both be needed in this fight and... Even though my superiors feel that you should not be here I... I disagree. You are the only one who is able to speak to Dean and get him to understand what is at stake. Sam as well."

"You are doing this for a reason aren't you?" Kat asked slipping on her shoes quickly.

"Sam needs to stop using his ability. It is evil and... It will not be tolerated."

"Got it. Stay here and watch Adora. And I swear to God, Cas if you don't stay here and watch my daughter, I will hurt you."

Kat grabbed the keys to the impala and ran out of the room muttering the incantation to make the fire on Castiel's shoulder disappear. She then muttered a protection spell around the room. She ran to the impala and climbed in. She closed her eyes and cleared her mind. She thought about Sam. It took a couple of moments but she felt the connection. She opened her eyes and knew where he was. She started the impala and took off.

Dean sat in the diner trying really hard to figure out where the hell he was. He pulled out his cell phone trying to get service. He thought about Kat and Sam and wondered which one of them was right at the moment beating the crap out of Castiel. His money was on Kat since he was pretty sure Sam would be way too happy to finally meet an actual angel to hurt it. He sighed when he realized that he wasn't going to get any service on his phone. He turned to the man next to him.

The man next to him had black hair and he seemed familiar to Dean. The guy looked at him and gave him a smile and Dean noticed his blue eyes. For a moment Dean could have swore he was looking at his dad. The man and his father shared the same blue eyes. Dean shook his head to clear those thoughts away. He smiled at the man and showed him his cell phone.

"Know where I can get service around here?" he asked.

"The SS Enterprise," the guy answered smiling.

Dean made a face at the guy. He looked around the coffee shop and wondered what the hell was going on. Everyone was dressed in the best of the seventies fashion. A guy behind the counter placed a cup of coffee in front of him and Dean did a double take. The guy was dressed just like Sonny Bono. Dean laughed a little and took a sip of his coffee.

"You know Sonny and Cher broke up, right?" he said smirking.

"What? Sonny and Cher broke up?" the guy beside him asked suddenly interested in what Dean had to say.

Dean just looked at him and didn't know what to say. The guy seemed to be genuinely shocked that Sonny and Cher had broken up. He opened his mouth to say something more but the bell jingling on top of the door distracted him.

"Winchester! Damn good to see you!" an old man said walking over to the man sitting beside Dean. Dean watched as the man talked to him. Dean then got a glance at the paper that the younger man had set down. He read the headlines and was shocked at the date that was on the paper. It read April 1973.

Dean turned and looked at the young man again. He looked at him more closely and suddenly everything came together. That was his father. A younger, happier version of the John Winchester that Dean had spent his life obeying. He turned away from the man and stared at his coffee. He really didn't care why he was there in the past for the moment; he was just glad that he was able to see his dad young and happy. The last time he remembered seeing his dad happy was when his mom was alive. Dean pushed those thoughts aside and watched as John threw money down paying for his coffee and Dean's. Dean waited until he walked out of the coffee shop before getting up and following him.