Sam and Meredith were bent over a computer while looking up and recording strange weather reports along with anything else environmentally strange that had been in the news. Sam had called old hunters to see if they had noticed something and so far, they had acquired quite an anthology of weather reports. They were really going after the First.

Dean, on the other hand, paced around the room, refusing to do what his brother and his wife were asking him to do.

"Why do you I have to call him?" Dean whined, causing Meredith and Sam to look up from the computer.

"Because, Dean, he never answers me. He never has," Sam answered.

"But-, oh come on, Mer. You can do it, right?" Dean begged.

"Dean, he's your boyfriend. Not mine," Meredith joked.

"Mer," he frowned.

"Sorry," she said, she and Sam both snickering.

"Fine," Dean huffed. "Cas! Cas, I'm not joking. We need your help. Hell, we've needed your help for a goddamn long time now. If you've been listening this whole time and haven't answered any of us, I swear to God I'll-."

"Hello, Dean," a voice said, causing all three of them to turn around and face Castiel, the angel who had been AWOL for almost twelve years now.

"Where the hell have you been?" Dean demanded, angrily.

"Changing the whole order of Heaven and creating a whole new garrison has taken a while, Dean," Cas answered, defensively as he detected the anger in Dean's voice.

Dean frowned and pouted, sitting down on the couch in the room.

"Oh, I think you hurt his feelings," Meredith said to Cas, rubbing Dean's back. Dean just glared at his wife. "Sorry, baby."

"I understand that you're going up against the First. Risky," Cas began.

"Yeah, we are. Look, we need to know if… if there's anything we should know before going up against it. We're getting the colt and Death's scythe to fight against it, but we don't know if they'll actually work," Meredith explained.

"And we've started tracking the demon by weather patterns like Dad did with the yellow eyed demon. We haven't figured anything out yet so we're asking for help Cas. We need information and we need to know how to find it," Sam added.

Sam and Meredith looked to Dean to say something but instead, he just sat on the couch, his arms crossed over his chest, refusing to look at Cas or even say something.

Cas cleared his throat before speaking, "Well, all I can tell you is that you're on the right track. The colt may not work, but the scythe will. But that means getting close enough to the First to be able to use it. Again, risky."

"What do you expect, Cas? When have our plans ever been safe?" Meredith asked.

Castiel chuckled, "You're right. As for the tracking the demon, I'll keep an eye out… ask around. I'll help you track it and let you know."

"How do we know you'll come back, huh? How do we know we can trust you? What're we supposed to do when we have nothing and you pull that disappearing act shit again?" Dean growled.

"This has taken priority in heaven, Dean. You have nothing to worry about," Cas reassured.

"So you're doing this for them instead of us? Look who became God's bitch again," Dean grumbled.

"Dean!" Sam and Meredith warned at the same time.

"What? It's true," Dean replied, angrily. Meredith sighed. She knew how much her husband was hurting.

"I can see my presence isn't welcome at the moment. I'll search around. We'll be in touch," Cas said, before disappearing.

"Great, Dean. You scared him away!" Sam scolded.

"What? We're just supposed to welcome him into our arms with hugs and praise? It's been twelve years since he last made contact," Dean pointed out.

"I know, babe, but he's help now," Meredith started.

"And that just makes it okay?" Dean asked, aggravated.

"No, it doesn't. But we need all the help we can get," Sam replied.

Victoria overheard her parents talking downstairs and as much as she wanted to barge in and ask to help, she knew it was best to stay out of it at the moment. She hoped her parents knew that she and Flynn, although they were the "babies" of the family, were coming to the final fight. There was no way they were getting left behind on this one.

Unfortunately, hunting was the last thing on her mind. Her mind was swimming with the thoughts of Tyler and she only wanted to use hunting to distract her from it. She knew what was right and she knew she had to do it. No matter how much it hurt. She jogged upstairs and past her brother's room before she heard him say something.

"Hey, did you ever finish that book I lent you?" Flynn called from his room, seeing his sister walk by his open door.

"Yeah, why?" Victoria asked back.

"Can I have it back? I was going to read it again," Flynn answered.

"Yeah sure," Victoria mumbled, going from Flynn's room to hers, picking up the book from her bed, and heading back to Flynn's room, throwing it down on his bed gently. She turned on her heels, beginning to leave when Flynn stopped her.

"Everything okay?" Flynn asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Yeah, everything's fine, why?" Victoria asked, shrugging and trying her hardest to conceal her sadness and fear about what she was about to do.

"You seem… upset," Flynn replied.

"I'm fine," Victoria said, almost too quickly.

"If you need to-," Flynn started.

"Flynn, not really in the mood for a Gilmore Girlsmoment. I've got go. I'm supposed to go meet Tyler anyways," Victoria said. Just then, the door bell rang. Saved by the bell! Or not… "That's him now. I've got to go. Um… thanks… for offering."

"Okay," Flynn said, unconvinced but his sister was moody so he was going to stay out of her way until she was ready to talk… and not snap at him after everything he said.

Victoria jogged down the steps so she didn't keep Tyler waiting, but she wanted to take her sweet time. She hated this. She hated it, but she knew it was right. Back in Pennsylvania, she saw the way that Jude looked at Anna whenever they were together, but he had let her go. He had let her go because he knew it was the right thing; because he couldn't let hunting interfere – no, more like tear down – their relationship any longer. She wondered whose relationship she was actually thinking of, but quickly pushed the thoughts from her head as the door swung open and she was greeted by Tyler.

"Hey," he said, that boyish, innocent smile spreading across his lips as soon as he saw her. Tyler knew they were having some rough patches. He hated that she wouldn't let him in, but he still couldn't help smiling whenever he saw her.

"Hey," she replied, smiling weakly. She cursed herself for slipping up like that. She made it a mental note to get better at hiding her feelings.

"Can we take a walk?" Tyler asked.

"Sure," Victoria answered, stepping outside and closing the door behind her.

The entire walk was almost silent. Tyler attempted to make small talk but Victoria couldn't do it, knowing what she was about to do. They finally ended up back to her house and stopped.

"So this is you," Tyler said, not bothering to hide his aggravation with the whole situation.

"Tyler, we need to-," Victoria started.

"Talk? Yeah… I saw that one coming," Tyler replied.

She nodded slowly, "I-, it's not that I don't like you. I do… it's just… my family's going through something right now and it's just not a good time for me."

"Victoria, you don't have to use the whole 'it's not you it's me' thing on me, okay?" Tyler replied, rather combatively.

"Tyler-," Victoria started.

"It's not like I didn't see this coming. You won't let me in, Victoria. Why is that?" Tyler asked.

Victoria sighed, "It's complicated."

"But it's not!" Tyler protested.

"What?" Victoria asked.

"I am… was… - whatever - your boyfriend, Victoria. You're supposed to do that stuff with me. You're supposed to be able to tell me about the complicated, whether or not it was ugly. I can take it. Look, I like you too… a lot, but I think you're right. I don't know how this would ever work if you can't let me in. You've been pushing me away for a while now and… and I don't know how to fix it. I don't know what I did or said but-," Tyler started.

"No, it's nothing you did!" Victoria interjected, the desperate tone in her voice causing Tyler to look up. "I'm so sorry… I'm sorry, Tyler. I shouldn't have pushed you away. I don't want to but I just don't think I can let you in," she confessed, her voice almost at a whisper. She fought back the tears that were begging to escape her eyes. "Please just know that you were more than I could have ever hoped for. We're not breaking up because of anything you did or said so please don't blame yourself. I'm the one who's… who can't open. And I'm sorry."

"Me too," Tyler replied, somberly.

The two stood in awkward silence, not knowing what to say next before Victoria spoke up.

"I should go," Victoria said.

"Okay," Tyler replied.

"Bye," she said.

"Bye," she said back.

She looked up at him and saw that he was hurting just as much as she was. She kissed him on the cheek once before smiling at him weakly, and disappearing behind her front door. As she closed it, she watched as Tyler left her house, heading back to his. Goodbye, Tyler. She knew it was goodbye for good because she was pretty sure she had done some real damage.

She didn't let herself cry even though her tears were practically screaming for escape. She comforted herself with the fact that she had done the right thing and that keeping her family's secret was only going to tear them further apart. If she had stayed in the relationship, she would only push him farther away and do even more damage. It was better this was, right? Take the hurt now instead of the unbearable hurt later?

But the thoughts of her first real break up – her first real heartbreak – were far too overwhelming.

"Everything okay, kiddo?" she heard a voice ask, tearing her from her thoughts, causing Victoria to jump.

"Yeah, everything's fine," Victoria lied. She could tell by the look on her father's face that he knew she was lying.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yeah. I've got to go do some homework though," Victoria said, scurrying upstairs before her dad could ask any more questions. If he did, she'd surely lose it. She sat at her room staring at the wall, going over and over what had just happened. She picked up a book, throwing it against the wall, angry at herself for hurting him and angry at him.

She didn't even know what she was angry at him. Because he was so good to her? Because his goodness and his kindness made this so impossibly hard? Because she knew that one day someone else would come along and she would have to watch him be happy.

And then she found herself angry at both of their parents; angry that she had to keep this secret for the Gallagher's sake and angry that she was born into this demon mess.

There was a knock on the door as John answered it. He was surprised to see who was standing there.

"Uh, I think you've got the wrong Winchester house," John said.

"Ha-ha, very funny, Smarty Pants. I'm here to see you, actually," Greer said back.

"Uh, okay," John said. "You want to come in?"

"No, out here is fine. I need to talk to you about something. Well, ask you for some advice," Greer replied, going over and sitting down on the porch swing.

"I don't think I'll be good at it, but I can try. You sure you don't want to talk to Renee about this or something?" John asked. He stepped outside and closed the door behind him, joining Greer on the porch swing.

"No, no. You're Cole's best friend," Greer replied.

"Okay, what's up?" John asked.

"I don't know if Cole's told you about it, but my mom asked me to come live with her next year. I'd go in the summer and then, well, I'd stay for the school year," Greer started.

"Yeah, he did," John replied. Poor, Cole. He had been talking about it for a while now. Cole knew that it was best for Greer but he knew he'd miss her. He was really falling for her and John suspected that those two were about ready to use the 'L' word. And for her to go to California? Well, that'd really suck.

"I've talked to Cole and he says he's fine with it, you know? But I know he's not and I don't want to leave him but… but I really do want to be with my mom," Greer said.

John nodded, "I know. Well, were you two thinking about trying long distance?"

"Maybe," Greer answered.

John was so grateful for the fact that he would be in Pennsylvania with Renee next year because he couldn't imagine what doing a long distance relationship would be like.

"I don't know. It'd be hard but I'd be willing to give it a try. Cole's just so good to me and I-, I really like him. But I really think I need to go," Greer confessed.

"You've talked to him about this right? How you're feeling?" John asked. He cringed at himself on the inside. Where the hell had that come from?

"Not really. I just feel like he feels bad enough and I shouldn't burden him with my feelings," Greer admitted.

"I don't know. Look, he can take it. He's a lot tougher than he seems. Honestly, I think you should go, but that doesn't mean you and Cole have to end. You can keep in touch, come back on breaks. If you really… like each other that much, you'll make it work. And Cole will be fine. He's a big boy," John replied.

"Thanks, John. I just don't want to hurt him," Greer said.

"I know you don't," John said back. "I've got his back and it's obvious you care about him a lot. It'll be hard as balls, but you'll be fine."

"You know, you're not too bad at this whole pep talk thing," Greer chuckled.

"Don't tell anyone," John said back, causing her to laugh.

"So you're in?" Meredith asked the person on the other line. Dean overheard her talking to someone and wondered who it was. "Great. We could use all the hunters we can get. I think we're getting closer to finding it, so be ready. Alright, great. It's great talking to you too. Bye."

"Who was that?" Dean asked, startling Meredith.

"Jesus, Dean! You scared me," she said, gasping.

"Sorry, who was that?" Dean repeated.

"Nate," Meredith answered simply. She watched as Dean frowned. "What? I thought if you could call your boyfriend then I'd call mine."

"Not funny, Mer," Dean grumbled.

"Sorry," she said. "Look, we need all the help we can get on this hunt. I have a feeling it's not going to be like a simple salt and burn thing."

"But you have to invite Nate?" Dean asked.

"Well, yeah. He was up against the same thing. He and Sadie," Meredith answered.

Dean sighed, closing his eyes, "I'm sorry. I know I've been in a bad mood today."

"It's okay. You've been through a lot today and I'm sure me adding Nate into the equation isn't helping. It's just, come on, Dean. You can't possibly think that my interest in him is anything but friendly," Meredith said.

"I-, I know," he sighed.

"Hey, come here," Meredith said, pulling him into her arms. "You know when you always tell me that it's going to be okay? Now it's my turn. It's all going to be okay, Dean, and Cas… well, you can always work it out. Just calm down a little for me, okay? You start to worry me when you get all high strung like this."

Dean smirked, "You could uh, help me out." He wiggled his eyebrows once suggestively.

"Dean," she giggled, rolling her eyes playfully. Before she could say anything else, they heard someone cough.

"Hey, can I uh, will one of you take me to Haley's?" Victoria asked, standing in the doorway to the living room.

"Yeah, why?" Dean asked.

"I just need to talk to her," Victoria replied. She was on the verge of tears but wouldn't let herself cry. She hadn't let herself cry all day and wasn't about to start now.

"Everything okay?" Meredith asked, recognizing the heartbreak written all over her daughter's face.

"Yeah, I just need to talk to Haley," Victoria answered. Meredith and Dean nodded. They knew not to pry.

"I'll take you, baby girl. Come on," Dean said. It was killing him not to pry. What had Tyler done? Did he break her heart? God, he was going to kill him. But he couldn't yet. He could tell that if he asked her about it, she'd probably break right then and there. Dean pulled away from Meredith grabbed his keys, and Victoria followed him out to the car.

The car ride was a short, but silent one. Dean turned on some music, hoping to cheer her up but it didn't look like it was working.

When they got to the house, Victoria hopped out of the car, "Thanks, Dad."

"No problem, sweetie," Dean said, parking the car and following her to the door. She knocked on the door and waited as Sawyer opened the door.

"Hey, you two," she greeted, smiling.

"Hey," Dean said. "She's here to see Haley. Mind if I come in and talk to Sammy?"

"Of course not," Sawyer said, stepping out of the door and letting Dean and Victoria in. "Haley's up in her room." Victoria headed upstairs to her cousin's room while Dean followed Sawyer to the kitchen.

"What's going on?" Sawyer asked, in hushed tones.

"I think Tyler broke up with her. I swear, I'll rip his lungs out!" Dean exclaimed.

"Dean," Sawyer started.

"Sammy, I need you to convince me not to do anything rash," Dean said, seeing his brother.

"Uh oh. What happened?" Sam asked.

Victoria could hear her dad downstairs and wanted more than anything to go down there and tell him that it was her fault. She was the horrible heartbreaker that had been pushing him away from a long time now. Victoria had ruined their relationship and she felt awful.

"Hey, you okay?" Haley asked, seeing the look on her cousin's face. Oh no. She knew what was coming next.

"I broke up with Tyler," Victoria replied, softly.

"What? Why? What happened?" Haley asked, gently. Victoria closed the door behind her and then went to sit on Haley's bed next to her. She was going to try to be brave.

"I-, it just became too much. I couldn't keep lying to him and pushing him away to keep the family secret and I had already ruined things because I couldn't tell him. Hunting's just become a bigger part of my life – especially since we're getting closer – but he started asking questions too and it got harder and harder to keep it from him. And then about a month ago his dad something to me about not dragging him into it and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since. I just felt like I was dragging him into it and I couldn't and… and… I broke up with him, Haley," she rambled, blurting it all out.

"Mr. Gallagher said something to you?" Haley asked. Victoria nodded. "Come here." Haley began to pull her cousin in for a hug but Victoria resisted.

"I can't. I can't because if I hug you I'm going to fall apart and I've- all day I've been able to keep it together but now…" she trailed off. She let a tear run down her face and that was it. Haley pulled Victoria into her arms as Victoria turned into a sobbing mess.

"I feel awful, Haley. I hurt him… I think I did some real damage. He's been amazing to me and this is what I do back. And I miss him. I miss him already," Victoria admitted.

"I know, I know. Just-, just hug me," Haley comforted, hugging her cousin and best friend tighter.

Author's Note: Thank you so much to dandy44, Record 7, Tiffani Kai, and Deangirl93 for reviewing the last chapter. The waiting is almost over. Just one more chapter until the big hunt! Let me know what you think of this one.

Also, The One That Got Away should be udpated soon. I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do with it.