[h1] AnnaBeth and Cason [/h1] 

Cason narrowed his eyes at the woman in front of him, “I haven’t hurt her.  I can explain everything but you have to listen to me!”

He almost yelled, which caused AnnaBeth to jump again, grabbing Natalia’s forearm.  She closed her eyes as another set of voices started.  This time it was quieter, and didn’t hurt, [i] Sam Winchester….Find him…[/i]

“This is more complicated than a relationship.  I’m here to…I’m here to protect her.  I can explain, if you let me go…”, just as Cason finished his sentence, another woman strolled up behind him, pointing a gun at his face, “Great.  Wonderful!  Now we have another problem…”

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[h1] Dean Winchester [/h1]

Dean nearly smarted back to Mika, but decided not to, picking up his phone to call the phone company, “Touche…”, he whispered.

“Um, yeah I would like to turn on the GPS for my phone.  Name’s Wedge Antilles…”, he spoke to the person over the phone, “Yep…it’s working.”

He shut his phone, typing on the computer.  A map with a pin point came up on the screen.

“How’d you know he’d use that name?”, Bobby asked, coming around to Dean’s side of the desk.

“You kidding?  What don’t I know about that kid.  He’s in Pontiac, Illinois.”

“That’s where we buried you.”, Bobby whispered, looking up at Mika.

“Right where I popped up.  So, I guess the idea that Sam had nothing to do with me coming back is out.  Dammit Sammy…”

Bobby began packing a bag, realizing the drive was going to be long.  As he did so, Dean took a long drink from a whiskey bottle on the desk, hyping himself up to meet his brother again.  He had an idea that Sam would either be happy or shocked to see him and he could decide which would be worse.