DISCLAIMER: I only own my character! Anything you might recognize is courtesy of the CW. Any Gifs and/or pics present are not mine. They were pulled from google searches and/or Tumblr.

WARNING: Some of these episodes/chapters may contain graphic violence, cursing, mentions of suicide or assault and other triggering aspects. Proceed with caution please.

Episode Summary:

Angel and Dean are transported back in time and are shocked when they land in Lawrence, Kansas. However, that shock turns to amazement after they run into a young John Winchester and Mary who have just fallen in love. They aren't sure why they've been sent back so they begin to enjoy the time with their parents and newfound grandfather, who may be hiding a secret that is key to Angel, Sam and Dean's entire predicament.

At a local motel…

Dean was fast asleep in his bed as Sam quietly got dressed. Before heading out he paused and looked over to make sure Dean didn't stir. Outside, a car pulled to a stop in front of his room Sam sent another guilty look to Angel's room as he walked over to the car.

Ruby looked up at him from the drivers side, "Ready?"

"Definitely."

Back in Angel's room, she was cuddled in for the night with Asa, both fast asleep. Yet the blonde hunter wasn't having a peaceful rest. She was dreaming hard. Flashes from the Pit filled her mind. Screams rang in her ears as the stench burned her nose. Her senses were completely overtaken by the flash of memories. Almost like she was transported back.

With a sharp gasp, Angel jerked awake from the trauma of the flashback. Sweat dripped down her feverish body as she tried to slow her erratic breathing down. When she turned to retrieve the cup of water on her nightstand she jumped at the sight of Castiel. He was sitting at the foot of their bed watching her.

"Hello, Angel." He cocked his head knowingly, "What were you dreaming about?"

"Dont worry about it." Angel glared and pulled the blanket over her chest so she wasn't flashing an Angel of the Lord her laced boobs, "You some kind of peeping Tom that gets off watching people sleep?" She sent a look to Asa who was still in a deep sleep beside her before turning back to Castiel, "What do you want?"

"Listen to me." He leaned closer to her, "You and Dean have to stop it."

She leaned away from him as her eyes narrowed, "What are you talking about?"

Before she could protest, Castiel put two fingers to her forehead. In the next second she was plopped onto a bench outside next to a sleeping Dean. The sun's bright light disoriented her, making her grimace. Looking over she saw Dean still snoozing away, like they hadn't been teleported to god knows where, and slapped his leg.

"Dude. Wake up."

With a startled jump, he jerked awake. Confusion filled his face at his new surroundings before landing on his sister.

"What the hell is going on? Where are we?"

"I have no idea…" Angel stood and immediately went through the pockets of the jacket she was now wearing until she grabbed her phone but groaned when she realized she had no bars, "Castiel zapped us here. He said we have to stop something."

"Stop what?"

"You think if i knew i'd be as confused as you right now?" Angel snapped with a glare, "No."

"Okay, cranky." Dean put his hands up, "Jeeze."

Sighing, she looked up and over to a place called Jay Birds Diner, "C'mon."

Dean stood and quickly followed her into the building. The place looked to be some kind of 70's themed diner which had them both sharing a momentary odd look. Walking over to the bar they took a seat next to a good looking young man. He was busy reading a newspaper and enjoying a cup of coffee.

Dean wiped down his face as they sat down before turning to him, "Hey." He nodded, "Mind telling us where the hell we're at?"

"Uh…" The man looked between them oddly, "Jay Bird's Diner."

Angel rolled her eyes, thoroughly not in the mood for polite pleasantries or air headed civilians.

"He means the city and state."

His brows furrowed at them even more, "Lawrence, Kansas." Dean and Angels faces each seemed to pale at that causing the man more concern, "You two okay?"

"Yeah…" Dean wiped his face again before shaking his head, "Tough night."

Angel scoffed, "Real tough night apparently…"

"Hey, uh…" The young man waved down a waiter, "Two coffees here, Reg."

"Okay, coming right up."

Angel scoffed and mentally took note to ream Castiel a new one as she took her phone out again. She motioned to the stranger with it.

"Mind telling us where we can get reception? No bars."

He scoffed as he eyed the phone with a grin, "The USS Enterprise?"

"Thanks." She narrowed her eyes at him as she felt her irritation building and her patience slipping at this whole ordeal, "You're very helpful, buddy."

Dean looked up at Reg as he brought the coffees over and saw that he was dressed in 1970s hippie gear.

"Nice threads." He snickered as he picked up his cup, "You know Sonny and Cher broke up, right?"

The young stranger beside them looked over like he just saw his puppy get run over, "Sonny and Cher broke up?"

A moment of awkward silence stretched on as Angel and Dean seemed to really take in their surroundings. Everyone in the diner was dressed in 1970's era clothing, not just the employees. And the JukeBox, that looked brand spankin new, was playing Ramblin Man. Angel's jaw nearly hit the ground as she realized what was happening.

"Oh… my God."

Dean hurriedly motioned for the newspaper the young man was reading, "Can i see that for a minute?"

Once he handed it over he saw the headline read: 'Nixon accepts resignation' and the date was Monday, April 30, 1973.

His breathing sped up as he showed it to Angel, "Seventy three…"

"That can't be right." She snatched it from him to investigate herself, "It can't be."

A man walked into the diner just then, "Hey, Winchester."

The young man, Dean and Angel all turned around to see who called as he walked over to them. He bypassed Dean and Angel and stuck his hand out to the young man.

"Son of a bitch. How you doing, Corporal?"

The man grinned politely as the two other Winchesters sat there in shock and awe at what they were witnessing.

"Hey, Mr. D."

"I heard you were back."

"Yeah, a little while now."

"Good to have you home, John, damn good."

Angel grabbed onto Dean as she forced her hurried voice to a whisper, "Thats- thats-"

"Dad."

"Well…" Mr. D slapped John on the shoulder, "Say hello to your old man for me."

"You got it, Mr. D." John then noticed Dean and Angel both gaping at him with open mouths and fidgeted, "Do we know each other?"

"No, no." Dean was about to answer, happy to explain, but Angel piped up first, "No." Dean looked at her oddly, "Our mistake. You just… look like someone we know is all."

John got up to leave as he sent them another weird look, "You two take it easy."

"Yeah…"

"We will…" Angel got up hurriedly when he left, "Get up. Let's go."

"Go? Go where?"

"Follow him, Doofus." She rolled her eyes, "Find out why the hell we're in 1973."

"Right." He followed her out, "Why didn't we just tell him?"

"Have you gone insane? We can't just tell him we're his kids from the future. Forget about the fact that he'd probably just think we were nuts but I'm not tryna screw anything up from our time more than it already is."

They stealthily followed John as he walked down the street. As they turned a corner they bumped right smack into Castiel.

Dean huffed angrily, "What is this?"

Castiel looked between the two of them blankly, "What does it look like?"

"It looks like you just blasted us back in time." Angel scoffed, "Is this even real? I mean, is that really our dad?"

Castiel nodded, "It's real."

"Okay… so what?" Dean questioned trying to reign in his panic, "The angels got their hands on some DeLoreans? How did we get here?"

"Time is fluid, Dean." Castiel studied all the people walking around them, "It's not easy, but we can bend it on occasion."

"Then bend it back!" Angel scoffed, "Or at least do us a solid and tell us what the hell is going on and why we're here because time traveling- it ain't the business we're used to."

"I told you." Castiel turned to her matter of factly, "You have to stop it."

"Stop what?!"

At Castiel's silence Dean cocked his head, "Is there something nasty after Dad?"

A car horn sounded, momentarily earning their attention, and when they turned back Castiel was gone.

"Oh, come on!" Dean threw his hands up, "What, are you allergic to straight answers, you son of a bitch?!"

"C'mon." With a glare, Angel started walking again with Dean keeping her pace, "Maybe something is after dad. Something significant that we have to stop."

Rainbow Motors Car Dealership…

The two of them came across a motor car dealership and stopped to survey John talking to a salesman. They were standing beside a beige VW van surveying it as the salesmen smiled.

"A fine young man like yourself, just starting out? How about I take off another 250?"

John considered his offer for a moment before nodding with a smile, "Let's do it."

The car salesman slapped his hands together, "I'll get the paperwork."

When he walked away, John walked over to the front of the VW van and rubbed the headlights. Angel and Dean both looked at each other for a split second before walking behind him to lean on the impala,

Dean's voice startled John who quickly turned around, "That's not the one you want."

He looked between the two of them suspiciously, "You two following me?"

"Not at all." Angel smiled brilliantly, a smile she shared with John, "We were just passing by and I was telling my brother how we should thank you for that cup of coffee."

"We were pretty out of it. Long night."

"Yeah…" John nodded slowly, "More than a little out of it I'd say. You two didn't even know what town you were in."

"Let us repay the favor." Dean smiled as he patted the hood of the Impala, "This is the one you want."

"It's really the only choice worth making." Angel smiled knowingly as she studied the Impala, "She's a beauty."

He too smiled as he looked at the car, "You two know something about cars?"

"Yeah…" They both nodded as Dean looked slightly nostalgic, "Yeah, our Dad taught us everything we know. And this? This is a great car." He opened the hood of the Impala and leaned in with Angel as John joined them on the other side, "327 four barrel, 275 horses. A little TLC and this thing is cherry."

"You know man…" He shook his head as he looked over everything with a grin, "You're right."

"Course he's right." Angel motions over her shoulder at the van, "Why are you buying that hunk of scrap thenr?"

A small smile filled his lips, "I kinda promised someone I would."

"Over a '67 Chevy?" Dean shook his head, "I mean, come on, this is the car of a lifetime. Trust me, this thing's still gonna be badass when it's 40."

John considered it for a moment before holding out his hand, "John Winchester. Thanks."

"Dean…" Dean shook his hand first, "Van Halen, and thank you."

Then he shook Angel's hand, who sent a look to Dean, "Angel Van Halen. So…" John moved on to look in the open windows of the Impala, "We, uh, were in pretty rough shape this morning, huh?"

John scoffed, "No kidding."

"I've been hungover before but, hey, I was, I was getting chills in that diner." Dean led carefully as he and Angel studied John, "You didn't feel any of those cold spots, did you?"

"Nope."

"I swore I smelled something weird too, you know? Like… like rotten eggs. You didn't happen to smell any sulfur by chance?"

He shook his head again, "No."

"No…" Dean trailed off, "There been any cattle mutilations in town recently?"

"Okay, mister!" John interrupted hurriedly, "Stop it."

Angel forced a laugh and hit Dean in the shoulder, "You'll have to excuse him. He's probably still drunk. Anyway…" She looked at him sadly, "Watch out for yourself okay?"

"Yeah…" He nodded with narrowed eyes, "Sure."

"Lets go, D."

Dean patted the Impala again before waving goodbye, and following her.

Later on, on a suburban street…

John pulled up to a house in the Impala and parked. Further down the street Angel and Dean pulled up having followed him. They watched as a young woman ran from the house and to John's new car.

John grinned as he got out of the car to greet her, "Hey."

She smiled from him to eye down the car, "What's this?"

John grinned again, "My car."

The girl walked around the back of the car as John followed, "What happened to the van?"

"Mary, this is better than the van!" He said excitedly, "This has got a 327, a four barrel carburetor."

Angel gaped, "Dean that's…"

Dean went pale as well, "Mom?"

They ended up following Mary and John to a diner that night where they went inside to enjoy milkshakes. Dean and Angel, however, peaked at them through a window.

"Wow…" Angel shook her head, "She's so beautiful…"

"She is." Dean smiled, "Sammy, wherever you are, Mom is a babe." At Angel's look he grimaced, "I'm going to Hell aren't I?"

"Probably, yeah."

Inside the diner, John and Mary sat across from one another, talking over milkshakes.

"I should just talk to him."

"My Dad's being my Dad, John." Mary shook her head, "It's not you."

"How is it not me? He's been like this for how many years?"

"He's just protective over me, that's all. He doesn't want me to-"

"Hook up with a mechanic from a family of mechanics?"

"No!" She squeezed his hand at his pained look, "Hey, I love you, for exactly what you are." With another smile she stood, "I'll be right back."

Once she was gone, John pulled out a small red box. Inside was a diamond ring.

From outside, Angel's eyebrows raised, "I think he's proposing tonight."

"I think so."

Marys voice sounded behind them making them startle, "Why are you two following us?"

They turned around to face her and she attacked instantly. Mary kneed Dean in the stomach and threw him against a metal container next to the building. When she tried to punch Angel, she dodged it by stepping sideways.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Angel tried to appease with her hands up, "It's not what you think. We're not-"

Mary continued her attack, twisting and kicking Angel so she landed on her back. Then she came for Dean again who backed up. When she lunged for him he managed to grab and pin her arms.

Mary struggled in his grip, "You've been trailing us since my house."

"I don't know what you're talking about-"

"Really?"

"Listen, just calm down for a second. This isn't what it looks like." Angel huffed as she got up, Mary still struggling against Dean, "The three of us are gonna talk about this civilized, okay? I'm gonna have my brother here let you go and you're going to calm down."

Dean frowned at that, "What?" Angel sighed at him and motioned to the bracelet Mary was wearing, one that held protective charms only a hunter would know about, shock filled him as he let her go and backed off, "Are you a hunter?"

Angel's face stayed the same as Dean and Mary stared around in shock. She's known their mother was a hunter for a long time. Mary saved Asa when he was a kid. When they met years later on a job, Angel learned the truth. She never shared any of that with her brothers though. She wanted them to maintain the image they had of their mother. A normal woman, with normal kids, who just wanted a normal family. It was what Angel was sure she would want.