Dean slammed a map down on the dining room table of the Campbell's home. Deanna was in the kitchen chopping bananas, while Maxima was sitting in a chair.
"What do you say we just slow down and talk this thing through," Samuel reasoned
"There's nothing to talk about," Dean told him
"Except you're saying it's a demon, and none of us have ever heard of a demon with yellow eyes,"
"Yeah, well, I have. This thing killed my family,"
"Just calm down, son,"
"You don't get it, do you? You are in danger, we are all in danger. In fact, you need to get yourself someplace safe,"
"Not until we know what we're dealing with here,"
Deanna came in carrying a fruit salad. "Sam's right, Dean, it could be a demon, it could be a shapeshifter, it could be any number of things,"
"I know what this thing is!" Dean exclaimed causing Max to jump.
Deanna went back into the kitchen.
"And I'm gonna kill it, that's all the talking I need to do,"
"You're gonna kill a demon? How?" Samuel asked
Dean looked over at Maxima, remembering the bright light that took out the ghosts, but looking at her already shaken up, he knew he couldn't push her. "There's a hunter named Daniel Elkins. He lives in Colorado, he has Colt's gun. The Colt,"
"Yeah, I heard about the Colt, used to tell it to Mary as a bedtime story,"
"Well, it's real,"
Samuel looked at Deanna. They didn't know what to think. "Alright, say that it is. You got some kind of crystal ball telling you where this demon's gonna be?"
Dean and Maxima shared a look as she shook her head, but Dean ignored her as he took John's journal out of his jacket and flipped it open on the table.
"What's this?" Samuel asked
"It's a list," Dean replied
"Of what?"
"My Dad wrote down anyone he thought ever came in contact with the Yellow-Eyed Demon: who, where and when,"
"Why?"
"'Cause the more he could learn about the son of a bitch, the more he could figure out why it killed my Mom." Dean flipped the page "Look, Whitshire Farm." he looked over at Max "I told you that name sounded familiar,"
"Whitshire Farms, that was two days ago. How the hell is that on your Dad's list?"
"Uh...my Dad could see the future. Look at this, it says he's gonna hit here tomorrow night,"
"Liddy Walsh?" Maxima read
"Haleyville, that's close,"
"I mean, yeah, it's about three miles, but..." Samuel looked over at Deanna leaning on the door jamb, and she shook her head slightly at the whole story. Samuel looked back at Dean, who saw that they didn't believe him.
"I know you guys think I'm crazy," Dean said
"You seem like a really nice kid, Dean, but yeah, you're crazy,"
"Yeah, maybe, but I know where this bastard's gonna be, and I'm gonna stop it, once and for all," Dean took the journal and walked out of the room.
***
Mary was sitting listening to music in her room.
"I'm shoving off. I just wanted to say, bye," Dean told her
"Really? So soon?" Mary asked
"Yeah-job to do. Hey, I wanted to...to tell you, you know for what it's worth. Um...it doesn't matter what your Dad thinks, I like that John kid,"
Mary smiled "You do?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I think you two are meant to be. Hell, I'm depending on it," Dean added softly
"What?"
"Nothing. Um, can I ask you a question?"
Mary nodded
"What's he like? John," Dean asked
"Why do you ask?" Mary asked
"Just curious,"
"I don't know. He's sweet, kind. Even after the war, after everything, he still believes in happily ever after, you know? He's everything a hunter isn't. No offense,"
"No, none taken,"
"Can I tell you something?"
Dean nodded
"Oh, Dad's gonna explode, but I don't care. I'll run away if I have to, I just...I love John, and..." Mary explained
"And what?" Dean asked
"I wanna get out. This job, this life, I hate it. I want a family, I wanna be safe. You know the worst thing I can think of? The very worst thing? Is for my children to be raised into this like I was. No, I won't let it happen,"
Dean blinked back tears "Yeah..."
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah, no, I'm-I'm fine. Hey, uh, Mary, can I tell you something?"
"Sure,"
"Even if this sounds really weird. Will you promise me that you will remember?"
"Okay,"
"On November 2nd, 1983, don't get out of bed. No matter what you hear, or what you see. Promise me you won't get out of bed,"
"Okay,"
A tear ran down Dean's face. He smiled at Mary and left. Turning he noticed Maxima watching him.
Max walked over to him and brushed the tear off his cheek.
"How did you know the demon had yellow eyes?" Dean asked quietly
Maxima looked up at him, allowing him to look her in the eyes and gage her response as she gave her response "I don't know,"
"Max..." Dean started
"Stay here and ensure your family stays safe?" Max nodded "You just go and get that magic gun,"
***
Maxima watched as Dean drove off in a car and went over to another car and began to hotwire it until she heard the passenger door open and close.
"What are you doing?" Mary asked
"You nearly gave me a heart attack!" Max exclaimed as she sat up in the driver's seat. "Dean told me to stay put...but I need to get my own answers,"
"Dean say where he was going?" Mary asked
"Said he was gonna kill a demon,"
Mary chuckled "Kill a demon? That's impossible," she realized the brunette next to her wasn't laughing "Where?"
"Uh...oh, I don't know, over in Haleyville, uh, Walsh's maybe,"
"Wait, not Liddy Walsh?"
"Well, yeah, I-I-I think so,"
"Max, she's a friend of mine! We gotta help her,"
"Woah! I promised Dean I would keep you safe, besides I don't have the..."
Mary produced the keys to the car in her hand.
Maxima sighed as she took them from the blonde "Dean's gonna kill me,"
***
Liddy Walsh was sitting on the sofa with Dr. Brown.
"I'm sorry, Liddy, it's metastasized," Dr. Brown explained
"Where?" Liddy asked
"His liver, his lungs. It's time we talked about arrangements,"
"No, you have to do something, Dr. Brown,"
"There is one way, a cure actually, but I'll need your help,"
"What do I have to do?"
"Nothing. Just in ten years, I'm going to come to you and ask for something then,"
"What?"
"Nothing you'll miss," Dr. Brown's eyes turned yellow. The door burst open and Maxima entered. She shot the Yellow-Eyed Demon in the chest. Liddy screamed. The Yellow-Eyed Demon's eyes opened and Max cocked the shotgun again. The Yellow-Eyed Demon waved his hand and Maxima's shotgun flew across the room.
"Oh-"
The Yellow-Eyed Demon waved his other hand. Max flew backward and got pinned to the wall behind her.
"Oh, God," Liddy cried
"Hold that thought," The Yellow-Eyed Demon approached Maxima.
Maxima looked at the Yellow-Eyed Demon as she frailed her legs around to get away. When something snapped inside her head and she stopped. When the Yellow-Eyed Demon was close enough she whispered: "What did you do to me?"
The Yellow-Eyed Demon looked confused but turned around abruptly. Mary was standing behind him with a raised knife. The Yellow-Eyed Demon grabbed Mary by the throat. "Hello there,"
Mary sliced him with the knife.
"Where the hell have they been hiding you?" The Yellow-Eyed Demon asked
Mary kept attacking. The Yellow-Eyed Demon grabbed her arm and she dropped the knife. She punched him.
"I like you. You got a lot of spunk," The Yellow-Eyed Demon said
Mary kicked the Yellow-Eyed Demon. He grabbed her leg, then slammed her against a wall.
"Mary!" Maxima screamed
Dean burst in with the Colt drawn. The Yellow-Eyed Demon pulled Mary in front of him as a shield. "Let her go!"
"Where'd you get that gun?" The Yellow-Eyed Demon asked
Dean cocked the Colt and nodded to Mary, who broke away from the Yellow-Eyed Demon. Black smoke poured from the Yellow-Eyed Demon's mouth and went out a vent in the wall. "Damn..."
***
Dean watched as Maxima sat in the truck, the girl had been silent ever since Yellow Eyes had appeared. "Mary, what else did he say to you?"
"I told you, just that he liked me," Mary looked up at Dean with fear in her eyes. "What did he mean by that?"
Samuel joined them on the lawn. "Liddy's a strong kid, she'll be fine," he looked at Mary "Are you okay?"
"No, Dad, I'm pretty far from okay. Can we go?" Mary turned and walked to the truck, joining Max. Samuel turned to Dean.
"Nice job in there," Samuel said
"I missed the shot," Dean said
"Take the compliment, son. I'm saying that I was wrong about you,"
Dean looked at him, and then to where Mary and Maxima were, and looked back at Samuel, obviously upset. "We need to talk alone,"