The Winchester house was a hive of activity; the Singers had turned up within 10 minutes of Mary's phone call and had walked in on her conversation with Jess over the phone. Bobby had turned into one of his guard dogs watching Mary's every move. Karen had positioned herself into the kitchen making cups of teas and coffee before insisting on making a Pie for Dean's arrival. When the pie had been made with no news, she went onto the next one and the next one and the next one – then everyone was banned from the kitchen.

Sam, Jess and Jake turned up at around 11:30, which gave Mary the advantage of being with her grandchild to keep her mind of Dean. Although she could hear Jess and Karen discussing how she was coping in the kitchen and Bobby and Sam discussing the next plan of strategy, well Bobby described their next plan of action with a very colourful choice of vocabulary whilst Sam nodded along; neither agreeing or dismissing any of the comments made by Bobby.

Mary was happy to have the house filled with people compared to a few hours previous, the silent house allowed the voices in her head to describe the worse possible situations happening to her boy. She had called Ellen to inform her of the situation and to inform that there was no need for her and her family to come over – they had their own bar that they couldn't just shut. Ellen and Bill Harvelle had been friends for many years, their daughter Jo had obsessed over Dean from a young age, constantly following his every move. They had shared many memories over the years.

Mary was in the kitchen baking cookies as per request from a 2 year old Sam – 'choc choc cooies mommy'

Mary was currently watching her two boys playing soccer, well if you could call it soccer- she was actually witnessing a wobbly Sam chasing after the ball his brother had gently passed to him, Dean was currently trying to kick the ball whilst being restrained by the blond beauty Jo. At aged 4 she was a head strong young lady who knew what she wanted and wouldn't let go. And what she currently wanted was Dean. Mary giggled as she called all three into the house and Dean had a look of thunder upon his 6 year old face. He waited for Jo and Sam to be out of earshot before he exclaimed to his mother

'I hate girls'

'That's not very nice Dean, does that mean you hate me'

'You're not a girl, not like Jo'

'She just likes you Dean'

'Well I do not like her'

'be nice Dean'

With that he walked back into the living room. Her boy was going to have to get used to be being a heartbreaker.

As the two grew up together, Jo insisted that her childhood crush was just that and it was over. This didn't stop her admiration for Dean; which was constantly returned. Their friendship nearly hit a rocky patch when Dean had caught Jo's then boyfriend cheating on her at the mall. He saw to it that he wouldn't be kissing for a while and when Jo confronted him she insisted he was just jealous as Mike would never do anything to hurt her. She had stormed out the house with Dean chasing after her, Mary was growing concerned after several hours and no word. Until she received a phone call from Ellen informing that both Jo and Dean had arrived several hours ago, went straight to Jo's room where a screaming match had ensued, followed by tears, followed by silence. Ellen was informing Mary that Dean was on his way home after she walked in the room to see a tear stained Jo asleep on Dean's chest and Dean sporting split lip.

Jo is now a well-respected officer for the US Army, something Ellen fretted about constantly. When Jo had first informed her mother that she wanted to pursue the military she was cut off without hesitation. So Jo had gone to Uncle John at the advice of her dad. Dean had promised to train with her to ensure she passed her fitness test; Sam studied with her to pass her aptitude test. John was very excited to pass his previous experiences onto someone; until he got a visit from Ellen and he had realised he was basically encouraging his niece into risking her life. Turns out nothing would change her mind and she had the biggest crowd at the graduation ceremony.

Mary found herself sitting alone and smiling; her family had a lot of back up and if Jo hadn't been on tour right now, she would be here within an instant. Even though Mary's memories and the people were keeping her company, she yearned for her husband. She sneaked of to bed for a lie down, in the hope that when she awoke, her husband and eldest son would be where they belonged.

Sam saw his mother sneak of upstairs, o god he didn't know what he was doing. He had never felt so missed placed in his childhood home before. His wife had hidden away into the kitchen and he had spent what felt like hours speaking listening to Bobby and his game plan on how to rescue Dean and how absurd this allegation was. Sam didn't know what to do or say he just kept nodding along.

This was such an absurd feeling. Yes naturally the allegations against his brother didn't seem right but something in the pit of his stomach did not sit right with him. Everyone here was defending dean what would everyone do if he turned out to be guilty. That would kill everyone especially his Mom and Dad…not to mention Jake, he idolised Dean. The main question in Sam's head was…Does he worry about Dean? Especially where Jake is concerned. Ok the allegations were for a teenage girl but still…NO! what the hell was wrong with him, ook he had fallen out with Dean but he knew. HE KNEW Dean would rather die than hurt Jake.

He needed to take a walk.

Dean had always been his hero growing up, but to hear these tales about Dean. They irritated him. When growing up his Mom and Dad and worked long hours to be able to pay for anything him and Dean needed, it didn't register with Sam until later on in life that the person that would be able to provide the things they needed was actually Dean himself. Even though his parents had worked so hard to provide the money, it was Dean that was able to distribute it. Whatever Sam wanted, Sam usually got.

He couldn't cope, he couldn't be in this situation, around everyone singing Deans praises.

He needed some air.

It was now past 6pm, he decided he was going to buy some food, he needed to think.

He opened the door and nearly collided with someone…

"Hiya, Sammy…Long Time"