Sam laughed, the image of him taking his daughter to ballet and Dean taking his son hunting. It was a normal life or as close as the Winchesters could get; as it seemed the darker side of it still followed them. Hunting really had ended up being the family business. "You can tell, I have to say I'm proud of your Uncle. Even if he's not specifically my brother. He did a good job."


Sam looked at Cassie as she spoke. His face took on a slight sad, concerned expression " I know it might be hard, but I need you to tell me just what their plans are. If we're going to stop them"