Dean had filled John in on most of what had happened since he had died, when they heard a truck pull up outside.

"Sounds like Bobby," Dean said. They got up to meet him outside.

"Mary?" John asked, incredulous, when he saw his long dead wife pop out of the truck.

"John, Bobby told me you were dead."

"How do you know Bobby?" Dean asked.

"I don't. I just met him. I woke up in our house and there were other people living there, and they called this woman Missouri, who called Bobby," Mary said in a rush. "Who are you?"

"This is our son, Dean," John said.

"Dean?" Mary rushed up and hugged him. Dean was uncomfortable at first, but then hugged her back for all he was worth.

"OK, you three were all dead and now you're all alive. What in the Hell is going on?" Bobby asked.

"You know where Sam is?" Dean asked.

"I ain't heard from Sam in months," Bobby admitted.

"What, you just let him go off on his own? Bobby, you should have been watching out for him," Dean yelled.

"He just took off. I tried to find him, but he don't want to be found."

"I think we need to tell your mother the truth," John said.

"The truth about what?" Mary asked.

"You're probably going to find this hard to believe, but I'm hoping the fact that we all came back from the dead will lessen your disbelief. We hunt supernatural creatures," John said.

"What?" Mary asked.

"It's true. We hunt ghosts and stuff," John said. He figured Mary didn't need the whole list.

"How long?" she asked.

"Shortly after you died. You were killed by a demon," John explained.

"Did you raise Sam and Dean into it?" Mary asked.

That wasn't a question John had been expecting. "Yes."

"That is exactly what I didn't want," Mary yelled. "I left that life so my children would be safe from it."

"Wait. You were a hunter?" Dean asked, following the conversation closely.

"Yes."

"Did you know a demon killed you?" Dean asked, trying to get a grasp on all of this. It seemed like a big coincidence for a retired hunter to be killed by a demon.

"Yes. He had killed your father 10 years before and I had made a deal to bring him back."

"So, you sold your soul?" Dean asked shaking his head. Clearly this was a family tradition going back further then he realized.

"No. He said he was going to swing by in ten years for something, but wouldn't say what."

"Oh, so you sold Sam?" Dean said, angrily.

"I didn't know," Mary whispered.

"OK, that's enough," John said.

"Maybe you should go inside and talk," Bobby suggested. "I have some work to do out here."

Before they could take him up on his offer, a car pulled up. "I told you he would be here, the woman said as she got out of the car.

"Who are you?" John asked.

In answer the demon flipped her black eyes at him. "We didn't expect the parental units."

"You're looking for me?" Dean asked.

"That's right. We're going to send you back downstairs as soon as you tell us what you're doing up here."

"No idea," Dean said.

"Maybe this will refresh your memory," the demon said and opened the back seat of the car. He pulled out a beaten Sam, still blindfolded and hands tied.

"Sammy? Are you OK?" Dean asked.

"Dean?" Sam asked. This must be a trick. "You're not Dean. Dean's dead."

Another car pulled up and a brunette girl jumped out. "Let him go!" she yelled.

"Ruby, we were hoping you'd show up so we could take care of you," one of them said.

"Ruby," Dean snarled. She was the last thing they needed right now.

One of the demons lunged at Ruby and she stabbed him with her knife. Sam used the last of his energy to twist out of the demon's grasp and Ruby rushed up and stabbed her, too. She removed Sam's blindfold and started to untie him.

"Stay away from him, you bitch," Dean yelled.

"What are you doing, Dean? She just saved him," John asked.

Ruby left the knife next to Sam and stood up. "Nice to see you again, too, Dean."

Sam sat up. "Are you sure that's Dean? Not a shapeshifter or demon?"

"No. It's Dean. 100% pure human. All of them are."

"How do you know that?" John asked.

"Ruby's a demon," Dean said.

"Why would a demon save Sam?" John asked.

"I'm not like other demons," Ruby said.

"So you keep saying." Dean eyed the knife next to Sam, but wasn't sure Sam would let him get to it. He didn't want to know if Sam would try to stop him, so he didn't go for it. "Why don't you just get lost," he said instead.

"Fine," Ruby said and turned around and walked back to her car.

"Since when do demons drive cars?" John asked.

Sam shrugged. He hadn't really thought about it before, but Ruby had been driving that car since she came back from her brief stint in Hell.

"Speaking of cars, where's mine?" Dean asked.

"Illinois," Sam said.

"Why don't we take care of these bodies and lay down some salt?" Bobby suggested. "You OK, Sam?" he asked as Sam started to get up.

"Yeah, I'm OK."

"OK, you and Mary go inside, Dean and I will take care of the bodies and Bobby can lay down the salt," John ordered, falling back on old habits.

"I can help with the salt," Mary said.

That sounded so weird coming from her. He still couldn't believe that she used to be a hunter.

"That's OK. I'll have it done in a jiff," Bobby said.

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"So, since when does Sam have a demon for a friend?" John asked while he and Dean dug a pit for the bodies.

"Since last year. She showed up after we opened up the devil's gate. I think she's playing him, but I can't figure out what she's after. I have to admit, this isn't the first time she's come in handy," Dean admitted grudgingly.

"I don't like it," John said.

"Me neither."