Then two men walked in.
"Bobby!" Yelled one of them. "We're home!" Charlie jumped out from around a corner, and saw that it was his two uncles, Sam and Dean. "Charlie? Is that you, you son of a bitch?" Dean said as he was walking towards him, with his arms stretched out, getting ready to give him a hug.
"Yeah," Charlie replied, "It's me Dean. Sammy. I missed you too moose."
"Yeah, we missed you so much. What have you been up to anyway?" Sam replied.
"As you can see," Charlie said, pulling Katherine closer, "I have been having a love life, wait." He stopped mid sentence, "What, is that on Dean's arm?"
"This," Dean replied, "Is the Mark of Kane. From Kane himself, the knight of hell."
"And this," Sam said, pushing his sleeve up on his left arm, "Is from Abaddon." The mark that was on Sam's arm, was a long scar that seemed to be there for years, but it was only there since three months ago.
"Look," Dean started, "Can we stop being depressing and showing off scars, and just eat some pie?"
"Dean," Charlie began, "Let's just have a family dinner."
"Sure," Bobby began, "As long as you're the one cooking."
"Come on Katherine, let's get cooking."
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The Lost Ones
FantastikTwo children, Katherine and Charlie, are running from a lot of people who want to kill them. Charlie is Bobby Singers son, and Katherine is a future demon, not possessed, but turned into one.
