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[wayward_dad]

After this thread...They'd been tracking the sonofabitch for a while. Sure as hell wasn't a walk in the damned park trying to pick up trails or signs with all the death and destruction going on everywhere, but the Winchesters had been well-versed in tuning distractions out and focusing on the task at hand

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[unchosen_son]

Sam's head was still aching and he didn't even know how to make it stop. He just kept seeing visions and the Demon's words kept resonating in his head, but he was going to fall in line and follow orders. He had no idea what else to do because he had no compass anymore.

Veronica was gone. His home was destroyed. And the Demon wanted him to lead an army of demons.

No way. He wasn't going to. Not ever.

So he followed Dad and kept a wary eye around him. "What now?" he asked, voice low and clipped.

[my_wayward_son]

Dean had one hand almost hovering at Sam's shoulder cause his brother looked like he was gonna fall over, but he didn't touch him because that'd be like adding insult to injury, wouldn't it? Sammy had to go through all this crap and his damn visions had started up again, but he could handle it - that's what he kept saying, anyway - that's what Dean had to believe. And if he thought it hard enough, it'd be true. Will power alone had kept them together for most of their lives and he'd be damned if he was gonna let the Demon get the better of them now.

Revenge was gonna be really freaking sweet - they could do this. They had everything they were gonna need and they were more than capable of making it work - with all of them together, knowing what they knew... he and his dad, at least, remembered the last time they'd gone up against Yellow Eyes. They'd learned from their mistakes.