As the borrowed car was still rolling to a stop, Sam threw his door open and went running for the house. Dean jerked into park and called after him.

"Sam wait!" He caught up across the street.

"What? Anna could be here any minute, we gotta go."

"What exactly are you gonna run up and tell them?"

"Um, the truth?"

"What, that their sons are back from the future to save them from an angel who's gone all terminator? Come on, those movies haven't even come out yet!"

"Well tell them demons are after them, she thinks you're hunters right?"

"Yeah, and we disappeared right when her dad died. She's gonna love me." He grimaced. "Just follow my lead."

Kayla let them step ahead of her as they went up to the door. She wanted Sam to have the front row seats since he missed out last time. He must be beside himself in anxiety, finally getting to meet his mother alive and in the flesh.

When Mary answered the door her expression fell into dread. There wouldn't be a happy reunion scene here.

"Hi Mary."

"You can't be here." She readied her hand on the door.

"Sorry if this is a bad time."

"You don't understand. I'm not," she glanced to Sam, who was gawking at her. "I don't do that anymore. I have a normal life now, you have to go."

Sam couldn't move. He couldn't even bring himself to come up with a cover story about why they were there. All he could do was look at his mom, so young and beautiful, so full of life.

Dean caught the door before she could slam it in their faces. "This is important."

Before he could continue, John came up beside her. She smiled faintly to make it seem that everything was okay. "I'm sorry sweetie, they're just…"

"Mary's cousins." Dean finished cheerfully. "Yeah we couldn't leave town without saying hey now could we?" He stuck his hand out. "Dean."

He shook it. "Nice to meet you. You look familiar."

"Really?" He glanced to Mary. "Yeah, you too. We probably met sometime. Small towns huh? Gotta love 'em."

"I'm John." He extended his hand to Sam, who looked about ready to cry.

Kayla nudged him and he shook his hand, he still didn't speak.

"This is Sam." Dean threw out quickly.

"Sam, Mary's dad was a Sam."

"It's a family name."

John couldn't help but notice the look on his face. "You okay pal? You look a little spooked."

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Just, a long drive."

Dean diverted his attention. "And this is my wife, Kayla."

She shook his hand, more confidently than Sam so he didn't think they were all crazy.

"They were just on their way out." Mary stated, a little forcefully.

"What? They just got here. I'm happy to meet family from Mary's side. Please, come in for a beer."

Dean smiled. "Twist my arm."

John invited them to sit in the living room. Despite Kayla's efforts to snap him into reality, Sam couldn't keep his eyes off his young mother. As much as she understood, it tends to make a husband angry.

"You sure you're okay Sam?"

He shook out of it. "Yeah, it's just that," he looked back at Mary. "You're so beautiful."

Dean looked between them nervously. "He means that in a non-weird, wholesome, family kind of way."

He realized how he sounded. "Yeah, of course."

"We haven't seen Mary in quite some time and she's the spitting image of our mom. I mean it's…"

"Eerie." Sam nodded.

"So how are you guys related?" He reminded them more of their father then; suspicious and interrogating.

"You know, distantly."

"So you knew Mary's parents."

"Yeah, Mary's dad was pretty much like a grandfather to us." Dean had taken over talking altogether, since Sam had apparently lost his mind.

"Oh." Suddenly he bought everything. "It's tragic, a heart attack."

"Yes, it was." He couldn't look at Mary then, she probably blamed him for all of that.

The questioning continued. "So what brings you guys to town?"

"Work."

"You…bring your wife to work?"

Kayla smiled. "I heard they were going to visit family, I couldn't resist."

The phone rang in the next room and John got up. "You guys should stay for dinner. I haven't met much of Mary's side of the family."

He went to answer the phone and Mary waited to hear him talking quietly in the next room. "You guys have to leave, now." She was done playing nice with them.

"Listen, you're in danger." Sam spoke up.

"What do you mean?"

"Something's coming for you." Dean told her.

"A demon?" She whispered.

"Not exactly."

"Then what?"

"It's hard to explain, okay? It's…"

"An angel." Sam blurted out.

Kayla threw her hands up. "Awesome." Sam was totally on par today.

"What? They don't exist."

"Oh they exist."

Dean nodded. "They're twice as strong as demons, and ten times bigger dicks."

"Why would an angel want to kill us?"

There just wasn't time to explain that angels weren't fluffy messengers of God, more like a damn assassin's guild. "It's a long story and we'll tell you the whole thing but right now, you gotta trust us, and we gotta go."

The fear was evident in her eyes as they teared up; she hadn't wanted John to be a part of this world. "What do I tell him?"

"Just tell him…" Dean looked around. "John?" There was no answer, the house had gone quiet. They went to the kitchen but the phone was back on the hook and John was gone.

Mary picked up the note by the phone-Back in 15. J. "Where would he go without saying anything?"

"Was he waiting on a phone call?"

She thought for a moment. "He had put in for a job with the mechanic in town, he was waiting for him to call." Her worst fears came alive as her past caught up to her. She should have known a hunter couldn't have a normal life.

"Let's head in that direction then, you can ride with us."