Rating: M for language and violence.

He should have known something was seriously cocked up when he couldn't get out of Red Springs. But Dean Winchester wasn't really thinking right now. The adrenaline was pumping, the long simmering emotions were boiling and heaven nor could hell prevent him from getting to Ben! However something sure the hell was. As he sat gripping the steering wheel tightly, revving the motor, deciding how fast he needed to go to break through whatever barrier was keeping him in Red Springs he felt a familiar presence.

"Took you long enough," Dean said angrily.

"Sorry. Still sorting things out in heaven."

"Yeah well you tell God and heaven to go fuck themselves. I'm sick of their shit, their tests. Haven't I lost enough?"

"This has nothing to do with heaven or hell. We are watching out for you Dean."

That put Dean in a nearly homicidal mood. If he had an angel blade it would be fully impaled in Cas' chest right now.

"Watching out for me? Well you're doing a piss poor job. Sam's gone, Lisa's gone, I can't get to my son, and I'm stuck in ground zero of a Sidhe swarm. Doing a hell of job there Cas," Dean spat out as he began to shake! Watching over Sammy had given him restraint and patience but it was about to boil over and he didn't know what he would do when it did.

"What happened to Lisa has nothing to do with us. This is the work of a human, and a powerful one at that," Castiel told his friend.

"What has happened to Lisa?" he asked one second away from taking down his friend, angel or not.

"Kidnapped, by whom we do not know but it was not the same demon that attacked the Colts. Though it is related. They wanted Lisa because she is a Remington."

"A Remington? As in Colt, Winchester, and Remington, the founders of hunting?"

"Yes. Distantly related but enough Remington blood runs through her that whoever is behind this fears that the old family ties will be reunited."

Cas' explanation did nothing to ease his mind. If someone wanted to stop him from seeing her then it would be easier to kill her, not keep her hostage somewhere. He was losing hope she was still alive. Then another thought struck him, "Haven't the ties already been united. Ben… "

"He is not your son."

That hurt Dean. So Ben was not his, honest angel confirmed it; but he sure as hell was going to be a father to him. Ben needed his mother though.

"Is she ok?" Dean finally asked the question he had been dreading.

"Alive for now. We are searching for her."

"And Ben? How safe is Ben?"

"I have angels looking over him."

"Yeah, we all know what a hell of a bang up job angels do in protecting people," Dean meant to hurt his friend in every possible way.

"I'm going to find her. Make whatever sick son of a bitch took her pay."

"It's not that simple Dean," Cas was getting irate with his friend.

"Whoever is behind Lisa's kidnapping is also behind the demon that tried to take the Colt child, and also the one who summoned all the Sidhe to this place."

"Great," he said with a tight lip smile. "So what do I do now?"

"Now you get your ass back to the motel because in about two hours all hell is going to break loose. The Sidhe will attack and a lot of hunters will die."

God he needed his brother right now! This shit was too big for him to take on alone. And he was truly alone because Castile was now gone. Dean turned the Impala around and drove right into the center of the Sidhe swarm. He had a lot of emotions to work out and taking down Sidhe was going to be such a stress relief.

It was about three when he pulled into the motel. A few lights were on but most everyone was asleep. He took out all his guns and gear from the trunk and angrily slammed the door of his room. He sat and cleaned them, making sure each was ready for battle. He had just finished loading the last one when he felt Cas' familiar presence.

"Still angry," Cas said calmly. "Your anger is misplaced Dean. Sam has already been pulled from the pit. He's back walking the earth."

"What?" It was forced, disbelieving.

"Your brother's back. He was only in the pit a few months. Lucifer let him go and God pulled him out."

Dean didn't know what he was feeling. Cas couldn't lie but he was telling Dean something that was impossible.

"Sam would have found me by now. He knew where I'd be. Hell, he would have contacted Bobby," Dean was yelling now!

"He was giving you a chance at happiness."

"Where is he?"

"Here, room 502. You're going to need him for this."

Dean slung the loaded duffel over his shoulder and immediately went to room 502.