Chapter 8: Serious Problems

3 months later

Andy had been doing a few hunts around the Roadhouse for a while. Dyson stayed out of them mostly. He was a lot better now that he'd been around people for a while again. He had found a hobby too. He would wander around finding precious metal deposits and manipulate it out of the ground and make jewelry. He was starting to get quite a collection. Andy suggested he try selling it, because it was really quite nice. So Dyson had set up a small business out of the Roadhouse. One day, after she had just wrapped up a case, she went out for some food and left her phone behind charging. When she got back, she had a voicemail…from Dean.

Andy, Its Dean…Listen I need some help…Sammy's, Sammy's missing. Andy I really need you here, please. Call me back.

Dean?

Andy?

What's going on? What happened to Sam?

He's missing. Like vanished into thin air missing. Andy I don't- I don't know what to do.

Where are you?

Nebraska. Andy, the Roadhouse is gone. They torched the place. We…we couldn't find Ellen, but Ash is gone.

What about Dyson?

We couldn't find him either

…I'm coming to you.

No Andy I need you to help me find him. We think he's in Cold Oak can you get there?

As fast as I can sweetheart.

Ok. See you there.

You bet.

Andy?

Yea Dean?

Thanks.

We have a serious problem, she thought. She could mourn for Ash later and she wasn't even going to consider the thought of Ellen being dead. At least she knew Jo was safe, and she knew Dyson was safe because she doubted anything could ever take him down. She got on her bike and went speeding down the highway toward South Dakota. She was close when it came. The first flash blinded her and she nearly lost her edge. She managed to stop and pull over before the second flash came. She could see a town, it was old. There was a young black guy in fatigues and Sam. Suddenly the black guy hit Sam into a fence. Next she saw Dean and Bobby, running into the town. Suddenly she could see Dean's face, terror and anger mixed, and he was running. Then he was kneeling with Sam in his arms crying "No. No, no no no no. Oh God. Oh God….SAM! The vision let her go and she gasped. We have a really serious problem. Somehow her visions lead Andy to the right place. It was more or less an overgrown shack, but the Impala was there. Skidded up and unceremoniously dropped her bike in the dirt and ran up to the door calling for Dean. It wasn't Dean who opened the door. Andy stopped short and looked at the old bearded man in a trucker cap standing in front of her.

"Andy," he said in his gruff tone. Without really thinking, Andy threw her arms around the old hunter she hadn't seen for nearly 7 years.

"It's good to see you Bobby." She said after letting him go. The man's smile was sad. He waved her inside. The atmosphere in the small cabin was thick and morbid. That's when she saw Dean, leaning against a door frame.

"Dean," Andy said trying to catch his attention. It took a moment but he turned to look at her. His face was pale and stony. She went over to him and put a hand on his back. He flinched and pulled away. That was when Andy caught sight of the cot. The cot that Sam was laid out on. She didn't need to ask to know that he was gone. She stayed with Dean, while Bobby went to get some food. She didn't try to talk to him. She had learned better now. He looked wrecked, and he said nothing. Andy just sat with him. She was there, ready to hold him up if he needed. Ready to be a shoulder. When Bobby came back Dean said he wasn't hungry. Bobby made the hard suggestion that maybe it was time to bury Sam. Dean gave him a dark look.

"No." Bobby and Andy exchanged looks. Bobby pressed on. Andy thought he would probably regret it.

"Dean, I want you to come home with me. You shouldn't be alone right now and I need your help."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Something big is going down. End of the world big-"

"Well then let it end!" Dean shouted standing up suddenly. Andy winced. There it was. Bobby looked at him dumbfounded.

"You don't mean that."

"No?" Dean looked between the two of them. "I'm done with it. You don't think I've given enough. Paid enough? I'm done. If you know what's good for you, you turn around and get the hell out of here." His tone was harsh and bitter. Now Andy was amazed. He had not expected this kind of anger from Dean. Not towards Bobby at least. "Go!" Dean shouted pushing the older hunter away from him. Andy step in at that point.

"Dean!" she said looking at him. She was worried now. Dean seemed to come back to himself. He turned away.

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry. Please, both of you just go." Andy looked at him long and hard then she turned and gently guided Bobby to the door. As she left she turned back to Dean and looked at him once more.

"You know where we'll be." And they left.

Once they were at Bobby's place Andy called Jo to let her know she was ok and not to send out a search party. She didn't tell her about the Roadhouse yet. She didn't want Jo high tailing it into some demon trap. She did tell her about what had happened to Sam. She almost made up her mind to come out to Sioux Falls, but Andy talked her down.

"Jo, just stay where you are. You're safe where you are and your mom would kill me. I promise I will call if anything goes down all right?"

"You'd better." Andy hung up. In a wild ditch effort she tried calling Dyson's phone to no avail. She sighed and went into the house.

Andy and Bobby had a good catch up, in spite of recent events it had been a very long time and it was nice to do a bit of visiting. Bobby knew what she was, who she was in all her capacities. She had saved his life once on a hunt with John. She had always felt close to Bobby. He was a great second father to the boys. She hadn't realized how much she had missed him.

A day or so later, Andy was in Bobby's office pouring over maps, charts, and other bits trying to figure out what it could have been that Ash found. She was just about to make tea when there was a knock at the door. Bobby went to open it, Andy followed, and came face to face with the boys. Both of them, alive and well. While Bobby filled the boys in on what they had been working on, Andy escaped. Her mind was reeling. Sam had been dead. She had seen it. There was no way…unless. Crossroad pact. Her heart sank. What has he done. She saw Dean and Bobby coming out of the house. She figured Bobby was going to give it to Dean. She took a few steps forward, then hesitated. She could hear Bobby cursing Dean out. So Dean had made a crossroads deal for Sam. When Bobby was finished Dean lingered for a moment. Andy went over to him.

"Oh Christ, I don't need a lecture from you too," he said grimacing. Andy stood in front of him for a moment. She looked down and shook her head. "Andy, I couldn't-" she cut Dean off by punching him in the jaw. He kept his head turned for a moment then looked at her rubbing the spot. "I guess I kind of deserved that for dragging you all over hells half acre."

"You're damn right you did," she said her fist still clenched. He looked at her almost pitifully.

"I couldn't let him die Andy. I just couldn't." The look in his eyes told her that he would have done anything to get his brother back. She sighed and put her arms around his waist, and he wrapped his around her shoulders. She held him tight for a moment.

"Bobby had a point though. You Winchesters seem to all be itching to die for each other. Who would have guessed you're all a bunch of softies at heart." In spite of himself Dean chuckled and held Andy hard.

"Don't let it get out," he said his voice rough. He kissed the top of her head softly. Suddenly they heard something.

"Bobby?" Dean called out. Nothing. Automatically Andy and Dean dropped low and hid behind a wrecked car. They heard a noise again. Together they went sprinting towards the sound and straight into Ellen.

Once Ellen showed up Andy was so relieved she could have cried. She asked if she had seen Dyson at all.

"He decided to go and visit you and Jo just that morning. Boy forgot his phone." Andy had to roll her eyes. She called Jo and told her to expect Dyson and to send him their way. With Ellen came what Ash had hid in the safe. She had no idea what to make of the stuff. Luckily, Bobby figured it out. Suddenly they were all off to Wyoming where Samuel Colt had created a giant Devils Trap out of railway lines. Andy called Jo. Dyson was there and said he would meet them in Wyoming. Andy road with Dean and Sam. She was amazed at the speed Dean could get out of the Impala. They made it in record time. Dyson managed to find them by tracking her without issue.

It was dark. Dyson had gone to check the perimeter for Yellow Eyes. The others all spread out around the mausoleum and waited. Dean was the first to see Jake walking towards the structure, but it was Sam who called him out. After some tough guy exchange and Ellen with a gun to her head they had to lower their weapons. Andy had stayed hidden behind the building. She sprinted out when she heard the shots. She watched as Sam squeezed off his entire clip into Jake. She knew that was a bad sign. Then she heard the door spinning open. They all ran for cover just after Dean grabbed the colt. The gate burst open and spilled multitudes of black smoke out into the night.

"We need to shut that gate!" Ellen shouted over the tumult of demon, spirits and other hell nasties pouring out of the door. Andy forced herself up and sprinted towards the gate. She was followed closely by Ellen Bobby and Sam. They all shoved hard. It was slow going but inch by inch to door began to swing shut. Andy turned around to throw her back against the door, just in time to see Dean go flying into a tomb stone, and Dyson go rocketing past her and get pinned against the side of the gate. Sam went sprinting toward Dean. Adrenaline spiked through her. If Azazel could throw Dyson around, what chance did Sam and Dean have against him. Andy pushed with everything and the gate slammed closed. Andy could only watch as Sam was thrown against a tree and Azazel swaggered over to Dean. Then she saw him. John. He wrapped his arms around Azazel pulling him out of his host. She watched Dean grab the gun Azazel smoke back into his meat suit, and in perfect synchronicity Dean pull the trigger.