Pretty, Reckless, Winchester

II. Mama, I'm Coming Home

[What's Up, Tiger Mommy?]

The hunters and Kevin were seated at an outdoor table at a restaurant. Dean was eating a hamburger and Holly was eating fries.

Dean asked with a full mouth, "Are you kidding me? You're kidding me."

Kevin frowned. "What? Is it too much to ask if we can swing by and check on my mom?"

""Swing by?" It's a day's drive in the opposite direction. You know that, right?"

"Yes. I understand we're in a hurry."

Nate raised an eyebrow. "What's the problem, then?"

Kevin turned to him. "Channing's broken neck is my problem! As in I'd rather not see my mom twisted into a corkscrew."

"Kid's got a point, Dean, Nate." Sam said.

Dean frowned at his brother. "Stay out of this." Sam smiled. "Kevin, your mom is fine."

A waitress brought more food and Kevin asked, "How can you possibly know that?"

Holly looked at him gently. "Cause Crowley needs her to be, okay? In fact, he's probably got the place stacked to high heaven...or hell, with bodyguards at this very moment so that when you show, they'll pounce on both of you."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

Holly narrowed her eyes. "Fine. I can do blunt. To put it simply, she's bait. And you just want to swim right up and bite the hook? Right now, we got Crowley by the short and curlies, alright? All we gotta do is find the tablet, whip up the spell, and--bam!--sunshine and soft-sanded beaches."

"Holly, my mom's all alone. She's surrounded by demons. Can you and your brother really not understand why I want to make sure she's okay?"

She pursed her lips and she and Dean looked at Sam and Nate, who shrugged.

Dean sighed. "Son of a bitch." He put down his burger and Holly put down her fries before Dean threw his hands into the air. "Fine. Let's go."

The Impala drove down the road and arrived in Neighbor, Michigan. Dean parked across the street from a blue house. Dean, Sam, Kevin, Nate, and Holly looked at the house, Sam and Nate through binoculars.

"Tiger mom, 9 o'clock." Sam said.

"Where?" Kevin asked.

"Left window." Nate replied.

Holly took Nate's binoculars and looked through them at Mrs. Tran, as did Kevin, who noted, "She seems okay. Sad, but okay."

"Check out the mailman." Dean told them.

Kevin and Holly looked through the two pairs of binoculars at a mailman putting letters into the mailbox. "Yeah, that's Carl. So what?"

"Yeah, well, Carl's filled your mom's mailbox three times since we've been sitting here."

"He's a demon."

Holly licked her lips. "Bingo. See the gardener?" There was a gardener watering plants in front of the house. "Think that plant needs any more water?" There was water running onto a path and downstairs in front of the house.

The mailman walked along the street in front of the house where he heard a noise from near the house. His eyes turned black and he walked through the unlatched gate to the backyard and found Dean and Holly standing there. Dean and Holly waved as Sam and Nate stepped out from behind the gate and Nate stabbed the mailman with the knife. The mailman dropped to the ground, dead.