Garth made his way back to the car. The hunters had stopped at a little rural gas station and changed into clothing more appropriate for trudging through the surrounding woods. Garth slid into the passenger seat listening in on Sam's side of the phone conversation.
"I'm pretty sure it was him. The wound was from a Kitsune."
"No. We'll be a bit longer. We're going to poke around some, see if we can't find him."
"I don't know Dean, try to talk to him maybe we can get him out of this somehow."
"Dean he's been through enough. I'm not going to kill a kid just because."
"Yeah we'll be careful." Sam flipped his phone closed and tossed it on the dash.
"So I guess Dean is thinking we should take him out?" Garth said quietly.
"I'm not looking for Jacob just to kill him." Sam said. "The kid has killed yeah, but what choice does he have? And the kills are sloppy. His back is against the wall Garth, he's doing what he has to just to survive."
"And what if he wants to kill you Sam?" Garth replied. "Look I know you said the kid's mom was a friend. But that was the kid's mom. For all you know he may blame you for her being dead as much as he does Dean. Or he could see you as a way to get to Dean."
"I met the kid, talked to him. He was a good kid Garth until he lost his mom. I'm not going to just write him off without trying okay?"
"Whoa, chill." Garth said holding up a hand. "I'm not saying write the kid off. I'm just saying don't be shocked if he's not the same kid you knew before. It's been a while and we know he's had one of the fallen hanging out with him. This kid may have changed a lot since the last time you saw him."
Jacob Pond was kneeling on the bed ear pressed against the wall listening to the conversation in the other room where the Demon was speaking to another man who had called him Dagon.
"The human authorities found the body Dagon."
"No matter, the humans have no idea what they are looking at."
"And what about hunters? Sam Winchester showed up. He will know."
"So? We planned on the Winchesters finding us eventually. The boy simply caused us to move those plans forward."
"Does the boy know that you plan on killing both Winchesters? He would gladly help you kill Dean Winchester. But I don't think he will be so helpful where Sam Winchester is concerned. He has said that Sam was a friend to his mother."
"It will be easy enough for Sam to die in the confusion. A simple accident, the boy will accept this."
"You are sure about that, Dagon? I am not."
"I will handle the boy, as I have been all along. Focus on finding my treacherous brother Gabriel."
Jacob thought about what he had heard. Dean Winchester could die a horrible death and Jacob would dance on his grave. But Mom had told him a lot about Sam before he had met the hunter. Sam was nothing like what mom had said hunters were like. She called him the exception to the rule. Sam was nice, even knowing what Jacob and his mom were the hunter had been friendly.
Mom wouldn't want Jacob to let a demon kill her friend. Jacob went into the bathroom and slid open the window over the toilet. Jacob could at least try to warn Sam about Dagon.
Other than a few check in calls to Sam, Dean had been sitting for hours at the table and looking at what he had written down on the paper and trying to figure out what he may have done to bring about the end of the world. Delores would occasionally pop into the kitchen to encourage him to write or concentrate on what he had written. So far all he knew was that the world was ending and Sam was sick, but doing better.
Why was Sam sick? And what did it have to do with the end of the world? Sam was doing better, God had said. A thought Dean didn't want to think about popped into his head. He realized that Sam wasn't in that refugee camp. Dean had the feeling that Sam had never been in that camp, which made no sense unless Sam was dead. There's now way they would have separated with the world coming to an end. They had learned that lesson with the Apocalypse.
"Cas, if you can still answer my questions I have one." Dean said.
"Yes, if you have a question, I will answer it." Castiel said appearing at Dean's side.
"You said what I saw in the dream would come to pass, right?" Dean asked.
"If you do not figure out how to fix it, yes." Castiel replied.
"Sam, I don't remember Sam being in that refuge camp. Was he...is he dead in that other place?" Dean asked.
"Samuel's death is an event that leads up to the end of the world, yes." Castiel said.
"How...how did he die?" Dean asked.
"I cannot answer that question Dean. That is something you must determine for yourself." Castiel replied.
"If I figure it out will it keep all of this from happening. Will it keep Sam from dying?" Dean questioned.
"If you can figure it out, yes. You have already changed some events Dean but there are others that you must change." Castiel said enigmatically before disappearing in a flutter of feathers.
Dean looked down at the paper and wrote down two words. Sam died.
"Dammit Sammy! How did you die? Was it something you did or was it my fault?"
"So the one thing I don't understand is why Dagon wants to let me out, not that I'm complaining about it though." Lucifer said. "I mean he wasn't exactly my favorite brother you know."
"Yeah Lucifer you just couldn't stand not being the center of everyone's attention. And Kemuel was the only one that could take Gabriel's attention from you." Michael said.
"We were close, Dad created us at the same time remember, practically twins." Gabriel said. "But you didn't have any reason to be jealous of him, Luci."
"I don't recall you begging Father to forgive me." Lucifer said.
"Because he had already used his one pass on Kemuel." Michael butted in.
"I wish I hadn't. But what was done, was done." Gabriel said.
"Are you saying you would have gone to father on my behalf? Begged him to forgo locking me in this cage? Tell me another one Gabriel." Lucifer said.
"I might have asked him for mercy, not to leave you down here this long. But I saw the mistake I made with Kemuel. Father knows the two of you never let me forget it." Gabriel said.
"So, since you were so close to the idiot; why does he want to let me out? I never could stand those damned leviathans. I won't help him release them."
"Maybe he figures the two of you have something in common. Both tossed out of heaven by the brother you were closest to." Michael said.
"You were ordered to toss Lucifer out Michael, tossing Kemuel out was my decision." Gabriel said.
"It's not like you had any other choice Gabriel, not when he was trying to raise the Leviathan." Lucifer said. "If I had found him doing that, I would have kicked him in the ass myself and yelled good riddance while he fell. Those damned greedy bastards will destroy everything in their path.
I may not like the humans, but there are things in the world that I do like. And the humans are doing a bang up job destroying those things all on their own."
"The world is different." Michael agreed. "The paradise our father created slowly dying because of the humans infesting it. They are like a parasitic infection."
Lucifer sat up and poured himself another glass of champagne. "You know what I don't get? Why you changed Gabriel. You used to think they needed to be eradicated as much as we did. I mean you used to be full of glee when we would get the order to smite a few mud monkeys. What changed for you to suddenly become their biggest defender?"
"I guess it's because I walked among them." Gabriel said. "I got to see them living day to day instead of the few glimpses we would get from heaven. I see the potential in them. They're capable of love, nobility, self sacrifice; and they demonstrate it all the time. All the things that we are supposed to be and they are way better at it than we are."