Sorry for taking a while to update. This is short to move the chapters along as I'm going darkside with the next few chapters and can't wait to dive in! Also trying to stop the bunny muses from planting an idea for a season 6 AU story but don't know if I'll be able to fight them off. Must say after the "Exile on Main Street" I was nervous about the boys, but "Two Men" has given me hope. Still uncertain about the motive of the Campbells (and they killed off the least annoying one – how sad) but it's going to be a fun ride.

Rating: T+ (language).

Ben had zapped the angels back to the mothership at least five times now and he was getting weak with blood loss. His dad better get to him soon he thought as he zapped them for the sixth time. Angels weren't only dicks, apparently they were stupid dicks.

Castiel had zapped them to where Ben was and Dean, Mary, and Sam, were all equipped with angel blades. Lisa and John were outside the warehouse, John making sure nothing went in or got out. Lisa drawing protection sigils on everything to make sure angels didn't get Ben again once he was safe in her arms.

Inside they made quick work of the stunt angels surrounding the shed. Mary wasn't rusty at all as she took down the female angel that came toward her. Sam was beyond anything his brother had ever seen in a fight before. He was easily dispatching the angles attacking him, but Dean wasn't certain his brother was using the angel blade. Didn't matter right now, they had to get Ben.

Once the stunt angels were gone Dean spoke a spell that opened the shed door, Cas had taught him the incantation a few years ago. Who said Dean Winchester wasn't a quick learner never saw the man in his role as father. Stepping inside he saw Ben with his head on the table. Immediately he ran to his son while Sam and Mary kept a look out for trouble.

"Ben, Ben," Dean shouted! He was relieved when his son opened his eyes.

"Dad?"

"Yeah buddy it's me. Come on mom's waiting outside for you." He picked his son up in his arms and walked toward the door.

"Dean," Sam said in a raised voice as the familiar high pitched whine and white light began to fill the room. "Got company."

Dean hurried out the door with his brother behind him. Their mother however wasn't as lucky. Mary was caught inside the room when the door slammed shut.

"Get Ben outside. I'll get mom," Sam said with desperation in his voice. They had gotten his nephew which was a plus but he wasn't going to let his mom get taken. Fuck Heaven!

Dean obeyed his brother knowing their mom could handle herself. Sam began the incantation to open the door but it didn't want to give. He could hear Mary from inside the room fighting with something. There was the sound of crashing vases, and things being turned over. His mom was going down fighting, but his mom wouldn't be going down at all! Sam had had enough of this angel shit! Embracing the Antichrist that was still inside him he succumbed fully to his darker side. The shed literally blew apart, but he wasn't harmed. The angel fighting with his mother burst into flames and its vessel sank to the ground with black cindered wings smoking into the air. Mary was fine, he was willing his mom to be fine and nothing in the universe was going to go against him!

Outside Dean handed Ben off to Lisa. "Mom's inside I'm going back in," he said as he kissed both Lisa and Ben on the head.

"I'm going with you," John said. There was no way in hell he was going to let Mary go again. He'd just gotten her back.

Their trip back inside was interrupted by an explosion inside the warehouse. Using their arms and hands as shields for their face Dean and John hadn't even recovered from the shockwave when they saw Sam and Mary coming out.

"What the hell happened," Dean asked his brother with a worried tone?

Mary looked at John, then between her sons. She knew what Sam had done and she knew why he had done it. Sadly she knew that it couldn't be undone and she only hoped she could make it right. While she was fighting with the angel inside the room a voice had come to her and explained what she needed to do to save her youngest son.

She would have to die, allow herself to be put in the protection of angels, and then travel the deepest region of Heaven to find Gabriel and to say yes to him. As Gabriel's vessel she would lead the final attack alongside Castiel and the battle for Heaven would begin. As soon as their side won Sam would be freed from the Antichrist and God would return. Her family would be restored, though she didn't know if she would. That didn't matter now. She finally had a way to atone for her choice years ago – no one would stop her from making it right.

"Sam!" Dean's shouts didn't break his brother from the trance he was in.

Sam wasn't right. Dean knew he had finally embraced the darkness that shouldn't still be in him but that somehow was. Sam wasn't Sammy right now; he was something much more powerful. Even more powerful then when he was hopped up on demon blood. Sam was dark and light, good and evil, sorrow and pain and he was literally burning up. His brother was fucking glowing!

"Sammy," Mary said as she reached out to her son only to have John grab her arms and hold them to her sides.

"Mary he's not Sam right now," John whispered in a pained voice. Had he completely lost his youngest son?

Dean wasn't going to have any of this shit! Sam had been brought back from the Cage and he wasn't going to let Sam go. Sam glowed brighter and it reminded Dean of the light Lucifer emitted when he had zapped out of the apartment in Detroit. And like that Sam was gone.

Castiel had zapped them there but Cas was gone too. The Winchesters were stuck in California for the time being without a guardian angel and without Sam.

"What do we do now," Lisa asked? She wasn't letting go of Ben anytime soon. "Where's Sam?"

"We go to Bobby's," John said. "We'll regroup there. Figure this out." He was holding Mary who had tears running down her cheeks.

Dean had gotten one victory today, he had gotten his son back from angels. He should have learned by now that victories would always be tempered with painful agony – it was the Winchester curse. Wherever his brother was he hoped that Sam would be alright and not bring about the end times. He was going to get Sam back.

The Antichrist belonged neither in Heaven or Hell but on Earth creating havoc and mayhem. However Sam found himself in Hell and this time instead of being a vessel for a douche of an archangel he was beyond powerful, and himself. He knew what he wanted to do, to make those responsible for his misery suffer. The angels would get what was coming to them for hurting his family as soon as the demons responsible for so much more agony were dealt with. He knew Abigail was in the second level of Hell in the home of Duke Zepar. He however was in the deepest level of the Pit and would have fun fighting his way up. There was no doubt that Sam Winchester would rescue his beloved and their unborn child as quickly as he could. But there was nothing to prevent him from getting payback on those demons that had fucked up his life from the time he was a toddler to now. He ripped apart the angel fighting his mother like swatting a fly with a flyswat – he was going to take his time with the demons. Make them suffer, make them scream, break them and twist them. He would make a reputation for himself and by the time he got to Abigail he would have Duke Zepar shaking with fear.
TBC – Ben has a heavy choice to make. Sam begins his trip through Hell and lots of pain and suffering lie in his wake. Things take a turn for the worse when Abigail's latent demon powers come to the surface, and Castiel's life is in jeopardy.