When they got back to the motel, they crashed. They were rudely awakened by White four hours ago, at one o'clock in the morning no less, and now they needed their rest. White had somehow stormed into the motel and took them hostage. The Winchester family had no idea how it happened but they decided to blame the situation on blurry eyes and not enough sleep.

Hours had passed before either on stirred. Dean was the first one to wake up, not needing as much sleep as the other two occupants of the room. My luck must be getting better and better, considering the fact that I was almost killed last night.

I looked around the room and saw Sam and Dad sleeping. They must be on information overload or something. I got out of bed, no use dawdling on thoughts that will only hurt me. I took a towel of the bathroom rack and entered the bathroom, a shower sounds like a good idea.

An hour later I walked out of the shower fully clothed and saw dad and Sammy sitting on their bed's, fully clothed and ready to travel. This sure was going to be awkward.

Sam saw his brother emerge from the bathroom with slightly damp hair. He was still confused, a lot of what Dean told them made sense but at the same time didn't. "You still need to explain," John Winchester's gruff voice said. Dean looked to where his family was sitting and shrugged.

"There is nothing to explain really. I'm a genetically enhanced killing machine." Dean said with a smirk on his face. Sam did not like what that statement implied.

"Are you human?" John asked, his eyes never leaving Dean's. He saw Dean flinch but was not going to call him on it. He had not known what to think. This Alec person had invaded their lives and now he acted as if nothing had happened. He needed to know more. He wasn't sure if he could accept Alec or not. The betrayal was deep still.

"Dad, how can you say that? Of course he's human." Sam jumped to Dean's defense. Dean watched the transaction carefully, ready to run if the conversation went sideways. He didn't want to leave or hurt the Winchester family but he will if he detected a threat to him or his transgenic families' safety.

"Answer the question, Alec," John said.

Dean masked the hurt look on his face. His father, the only father he has ever known, couldn't even call him Dean anymore. I'll make it up to you, I promise. Dean thought. I'll hunt down and kill the son of a bitch demon and present it to you. I'll do anything to gain back your trust. "Yes," he replied.

At least he's human," John thought.

"I'm better." Dean continued.

"Better," Sam echoed.

"I'm human but not fully."

"How can you not be fully human? You either are or your not." John said in an even voice. He hid his emotions very well. When Alec said that he was human, he was relieved. He didn't want to complicate the situation even further, now he wasn't so sure.

Dean shouted in pain and crashed to the floor. The bullet was so fast that no one saws it coming. White and about five other people that no one in the Winchester family knew stepped through the door. John immediately went for his colt. White aimed his gun at Sam while John aimed his colt at White. The familiars already where advancing on Dean. He couldn't do anything but watch.

The familiars grabbed both of his arms and pushed him to his feet. He winced in pain. Why do I always get shot in the arm? Dean thought.

"We will be taking 494 with us." White said. His voice was commanding and strict.

"You're not taking him anywhere." John said.

"I think you'll change your mind when you see a bullet in your son's head."

"Not before there's on in you," John replied.

"Dad," Sam yelled. "Behind you." It was too late, by the time Sam's warning had been said, John was disarmed. A familiar had snuck up on him and held him captive.

"Give him a sedative so that he won't try to escape. Take him back to the lab and dispose of the body. I'll take car of his family." White ordered.

Please don't freak out, Dean thought. Dean moved once but nothing happened, they were strong. He moved again and a familiar was being hurled across the room. He blurred and took out two more familiars. John and Sam watched in shock.

Dean took out White, punching him in the stomach. He blurred and no one saw him coming. H was moving to fast for the human eye to see. John and Sam could not move, unable to help with the battle. Dean quickly injected the sedative into the familiars neck and then another in White's.

"Come on, move it! We got to get out of here." Dean yelled.

The Winchesters had enough sense to keep moving. Once they were outside, they stopped to take a breath. "That was close. They must have followed us to the motel." Dean said. "This is great, just great." He turned back to the other two. "I'm going to be gone for a couple of weeks. Think you can hold off on the big demon hunt until later?"

"Why?" Sam asked.

"I have to go to Terminal City. I have to warn them about White being on their tail again. I promise I'll be back to help kill the demon."

"You're not going anywhere." John said. His colt pointed at Dean.

"What the hell was that?" John asked.