Lisa wasn't too much longer after Cas left. She could tell right away that Dean was angry, but pretended not to notice so as to not start an argument. "Ben said that everything is going alright at the house. "

"That's good," said Dean without looking up from his drink.

"Dean?" Lisa waited for Dean to look up before saying, "Would you like to go somewhere else? You don't seem to be enjoying yourself."

"Yeah. That would be great."

As they were getting up to go, 3 young gentlemen came on the stage. Dean didn't look up to see them. Figured they probably were going to suck and he wanted to just get the hell out of there. Screw Cas. Screw Gabriel. Screw the guy was supposed to be waiting for. If it wasn't a hunt, he decided he wanted nothing to do with it. He was a hunter, not a babysitter. And no angel was going to make him otherwise.

Dean and Lisa got halfway through the club before Dean heard it. A voice that kept him glued to his spot. A voice that said, "How is everyone doing tonight?" Dean had stopped so abruptly, that Lisa ran into him.

"Dean, is everything alright? Why did you stop?"

Dean could tell that he had annoyed her by stopping, but he could move. His body wouldn't let him, no matter how hard he tried to fight it.

"I hope everyone is having a great time tonight," said the voice. Dean's body wanted to turn around, but Dean was at least able to keep himself in place. He knew that once he turned around, it was over. His charge would be on stage and he would feel obligated to stay and talk to him.

The voice was able to say, "Sam, Noah and I are going to since an old song tonight, but one we really like. So we hope you do too," before Lisa pushed past him causing him Dean to almost lose his balance and forced him to look at the stage. Dean's eyes instantly found the source of the voice as they sang the begging of 'Carry on My Wayward Son'.

As the voice sang, Dean's world seemed to disappear. He no longer seemed to care as much whether or not he hurt Lisa. Gravity seemed to have no hold on him. All that mattered was protecting this young man.

He had medium brown hair that was styled similar to the style Sam had it when Dean picked him up from Stanford. He was wearing a tight form fitting ACDC tee shirt and jeans that shouldn't be allowed to look that good at someone. But the thing that held Dean's graze was his eyes. His blue eyes that were the exact opposite of Cas', yet so much better. Where Cas' were light and bright like heaven, this guys' were dark like a sapphire.

As the song played, Lisa was getting agitated. "Are we going or not?"

Dean's body screamed stay and protect. Probably due to the connection that Gabriel gave them. "Let's stay and watch. I like this song." It was the truth, so Dean didn't have to pretend as much.

Lisa was getting fed up with Dean's bullshit tonight. But, she just breathed a heavy sigh and headed back to the table with Dean in tow. Dean knew just by what he could feel from the connection to his new charge and the annoyance emanating off of Lisa that if he that this night was so going to get worse.

As the song Dean loved played out with the young man being the lead singer and his friends being back up, Dean noticed a lot of things both visually and through the connection. First was that the gentleman was a free spirit when he was dancing. He really had some moves that he was busting out except his friends weren't up close. When they did get close, Dean got this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach to push them away from him. He wasn't sure if it was so the guy could keep dancing or what. All he knew was that his new found protection mode would kick in.

The guys' two friends were toned and lean like he was. In fact they looked like football players with their big muscular arms and how bulky their chests were. One had long blond hair that you could tell was bleached and the other had a dark brown Mohawk. Dean knew that if he gave in he wouldn't be able to take them both. One maybe, but certainly not both. Not without Sam.

Before Dean knew it, the song ended and everyone in the place was hooting and hollering. As the applause seemed to wind down, the two friends started to get off the stage. The blond one tried to pull him with, but he wasn't having it. "You want an encore?" he asks in to the microphone and the applause starts up again.

Dean swears he heard the blond say, "Mike don't or else," that was countered with a cold stare form Mike. A stare that caused the blonds grip to loosen before Mike said, "Frank play track 5 on that CD I gave you," as he pulls away from the blonds grasp. To say that he and the guy with the Mohawk were upset about it was an understatement. Their eyes said anger but Dean was more concerned with the momentary sense of satisfaction coming from the link with Mike that turned into utter terror.

Dean couldn't understand what the problem would have been with Mike singing another song or why he would be feeling utter terror from Mike, but he didn't know anything about them or their situation. Cas said that Gabriel didn't tell him anything, but he had to have been lying. Why would Gabriel keep secret about this person? What was so special about him that Gabriel wanted Dean to protect him but was not worth Gabriel doing it directly?

A voice saying, "All set," startled Dean out of his train of thought. Mike nodded in the direction of the unknown voice and the song started.

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night i toss and i turn and i dream of what I need

Everyone in the audience was captivated when Mike started singing this song. Dean looked around and no one seemed to care that Mike was signing a song that was meant to be sung by a girl. Even Lisa, who thought would have a problem with it due to her brother being gay and that they never talk. Though Dean didn't really know the full story on that one, not that he really cared too much anymore. So he turned back to watch Mike sing.

(Chorus)
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life(larger than life)

As Mike sang the chorus, Dean felt as if this song was intended just for him. As if Mike knew he was there and was singing to him to let him know that he knew.

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

Dean could feel the conviction of the words through the link. Oh how he hated the link already and yet he felt like he had been waiting for it all his life.

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me

Dean instantly thought of Gabriel. Gabriel had been watching him. But why? What was so special about this kid?

Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood(like a fire in my blood x4)

Hero

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
and he's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life

Hero

and He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero

As the song ended, Dean noticed the Mike had come to stop on stage right in front of him, starring at him. Dean could see a smile on his face, but he knew that it was fake without having to check the link. Mike's eyes said it all. They showed pain, sorrow, and despair. If Dean had to guess what else they said, he would assume without a doubt that they said, "Help me Dean." Dean knew right away that there was no turning back now. He had to help him.