Before Melinda knew it, she was shuffled into the back of the impala, and speeding down the road. Dean's fingers wrapped around the steering wheel, gripping tightly. Sam's phone was pressed against his ear.
"Bobby, just listen. I can't explain right now, you'll just have to hang on." Sam said urgently. Melinda looked at the back of Sam's head. "That's fine, just... promise me you won't go anywhere. Kay, thanks." Sam hung up before jamming hisphone into his front pocket.
Dean glanced at Sam. "What did Bobby say?" Dean asked in his raspy voice. Sam shurgged, then sighed, trying to relieve himself of stress. "He's freaking out. He was practically begging me to tell him, but I don't trust the phone lines."
Dean groaned. "All right, now are you sure you're not keeping something from us, Cas? 'Cause I can't seem to wrap my head around it." Dean glanced at his rear view mirror at Castiel.
"I've told you everything I know." Castiel said simply.
"So, no matter what, Sam and I..." Dean paused, "we'll have to say yes." Dean stated, rather than asked.
"Dean broke once in hell already, Sam would too if the situation was reversed. Whoever wants you... will get what they want." Castiel said politely. "Damnit." Dean growled. He turned the corner as the road bent. He was looking so forward to not having to run and hide anymore.
"And their not just going to start with us, right? I mean, their going to go after Mel and Bobby first, is that what you're saying?"
"Yes." Castiel answered.
Dean and Sam looked at each other. "So, angels? Demons? What?" Sam turned in his seat and looked at Castiel.
"Most likely."
Melinda looked over and up at Cas, holding on to his hand tightly. Castiel turned his head to her. They shared a moment, then Melinda broke it. "How long, Dean?"
Dean waited to reply. He wasn't too sure---they had two states to cross over. "As long as it takes." He said absently.
Melinda simply rolled her eyes, then leaned her head on Castiel's shoulder, closing her eyes. She wanted everything to just disappear. Every problem, every demon. Every angel, at this point. Melinda continued to wrap herself around Castiel, simply finding comfort, just long enough to rest. He was still as cold as death, and because Jimmy's soul no longer possessed the body, it would stay cold. Melinda didn't care, she snuggled up to him regardless.
It seemed as if hours passed, and the Winchesters weren't any closer to Bobby's then they were 10 minutes ago. The brothers knew they had to get to safety, and fast, especially now they have word the very people they love are in danger, and they couldn't stand that. An angel could snap their fingers and Melinda and Bobby could drop dead in a second. The brothers knew they couldn't risk that. They knew their family's blood will be on their hands.
They were thinking the same with too. Maybe they should say yes. Maybe by saying yes, they'll be playing the right card, and everything will go back to normal. But the truth was, there was no such thing as normal for the Winchesters. Just 'freaky', and 'dangerous'. They both thought about it... but they would never admit it. They couldn't show their weaknesses, not now, not ever.
Sam and Dean gave each other an absentl look, then Dean's foot dropped harder on the gas. They had to check on Bobby.