We got out of the car in the Californian forest, and I could feel and smell it. Home.

"Come on," I smiled at the brothers, "this way."

We walked into the woods, and I couldn't help the smile on my face, when I heard two childlike voices calling out to me.

"Leona!" I turned around to see Gwen and Gadwick come running towards me. "Leona!"

"Gwen! Gadwick!" I laughed as I picked them up in my arms. "I missed you two so much."

"You're back!" Gwen had the widest smile, I had ever seen on her face.

"Finally!" Gadwick gave me an even bigger hug.

"Let me have a look at you." I grinned as I put them down. "You have grown so much. Have you been nice to the pack, while I have been gone?"

"Yes." They said in sync.

"Varga took us out hunting with him, and we caught a deer." Gwen squealed in excitement.

"You two cubs caught a deer all by yourself?" I asked in wonder, while they nodded. "You have gotten better."

"Who are they?" Gwen carefully pointed to the brothers behind me.

"Are they dangerous?" Gadwick continued.

"Not to us." I calmed them and gestured for Sam and Dean to come over. "Gwen, Gadwick, meet Sam and Dean Winchester. They were the ones, who got me home."

"Hi." The boys awkwardly waved.

"You're giant!" Gadwick said with his eyes wide in surprise as he looked up to Sam. "Will you carry me on your shoulders?"

"You don't have to." I quickly assured Sam.

"No, it's fine." Sam smiled. "Come here, buddy." He picked up Gadwick and placed him on his shoulders.

"Wow, I can see all over the forest from up here." Gadwick said in amazement.

"Can I... uhm..." Gwen tried to ask Dean.

"Come here, girl." Dean smiled and placed Gwen on his shoulders as well.

"Wow, have you ever seen it from up here, Leona?" Gwen smiled.

"No, I'm not as small as you." I giggled fondly and couldn't help but think of the irony of the situation. Two men, who had been trained since birth to be hunter, and a set of twins, who despite being born something, that could be seen as monsters by hunters, was now riding their shoulders.

"So these are the Winchesters, I have heard so much about." I could recognize that voice anywhere.

"Varga!" I sprinted to him and jumped up in to the arms of my older brother.

"Leona." He whispered as he buried his head in my shoulders, and I did the same. I had missed him so unbelievably much. "You're finally back home."

"I am, Varga." I smiled. "With some help."

Varga walked over to the Winchester brothers, and for a moment I was sure, he would be pissed, but instead he reached forward his hand. "Thank you for bringing Eleonora back to us."

"Thanks for that, Varga." I called out after hearing my full name.

"Wait, Eleonora?" Dean asked barely keeping his laughter in.

"That's Leona's real name." Gwen started.

"But she doesn't like it very much, so we just call her Leona." Gadwick continued.

"Just like everyone else." Gwen finished.

"Thanks for the explanation, you two." I shot them a mockingly mad glare, before looking back to the brothers. "Yes, that is my real name, but only Varga uses it and only to annoy me." He earned a hard elbow to his ribcage.

"Hey, Carrie does too." Varga quickly defended.

"She is old school." I shot back. "What's your excuse?"

"I'm your older brother." He fired back.

"I hate when you do that." I muttered.

"Sorry, but you two don't look very much a like." Dean said earning a fist on his arm from Sam. "What? They don't."

"Don't worry, you are not the first to say that." I chuckled. "I take after our mother, and Varga takes after our father."

"Yeah, we have never looked alike." Varga grinned. "When Leona was born, I thought she wasn't my sister at first."

"And you certainly acted the way."

"Did not."

"Oh yes, you did." I shot back. "At least if you ask Carrie, Aaron, Mom, Dad, Beck, Horus..."

"Alright, I get it." Varga raised his hands in surrender. "Speaking of which the pack can't wait to see you again. "You are welcome to join us."

"Are you sure?" Sam questioned.

"We are hunters after all." Dean added.

"You are, but you are also the hunters, who brought home my sister and our Potentia." Varga smiled. "They would love to meet you."

"It's only if you want to." I added. "Of course."

"I'm down, if you are." Dean looked to his brother.

"We would love to come." Sam smiled.

"Wonderful." Varga smiled.

"Also what does Potentia mean?" Dean asked me.

"It's Anspreak for strength or might." I explained. "Our ancient language."

"It sounds almost Latin." Sam commented.

"That's probably because Anspreak is a mixture between the Old Norse languages and Latin, but it is written in runes." I smiled. "Not the easiest one to learn."

"I bet you, Sam would love to learn it." Dean grinned and patted his brother's back.

"Shut up." He muttered.

We walked to the camp, just for me to be overrun by the other cubs. "Who missed me?" I giggled.

"Leona!" They all yelled, as they tackled me to the ground.

"Hey, everyone." I laughed. "Nice to see you too."

"Okay, come on, cubs." Varga chuckled. "Let her breathe."

"Oops. Sorry, Varga." They murmured.

"You sure know how to handle them." I grinned as he gave me a hand. "You don't even need me anymore."

"Don't even dare saying that." He laughed. "I am completely exhausted from looking after them. I have no clue how you do it."

"A lot of patience, brother." I joked and moved on. "A lot of patience."

"Eleonora." I heard Carrie from behind and gave her a hug. "It's good to have you back."

"It's good to be back." I giggled.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't find anything on getting out of the deal with a crossroads demon." Carrie said as we settled down.

"It's okay." I gave a small smile. "You did your best." She nodded and went to sit with her son and husvbadn.

"What is that all about?" Dean asked, taking me by surprise.

"Oh, just Carrie saying welcome back." I tried to cover it up.

"Really?" Dean raised a brow at me. "Cause I might not know much about your culture, but I'm pretty sure getting out of a demonic deal is not a part of it."

"Oh." I scratched my neck. "You heard that?"

"What do ya think, Cub?" He sighed. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to get your hopes up, just to crush it, if I couldn't find anything." I gave him a sad look. "Sorry, I just wanted to help you."

"It's alright, Cub." He gave me a side hug. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I guess, this is goodbye then." I sighed, when the three of us reached the Impala.

"More like a 'see you later'." Sam smiled.

"Come here you two." I opened my arms and engulfed them in a giant hug, while I could feel the tears pressing on. "Thank you. For everything."

"You're welcome." Sam smiled.

"And thank you." Dean said.

"What for?" I questioned.

"Making these past months better."

"You're welcome." Streaks of tears made their appearance known. "Take care, boys."

"You too, Cub." Dean smiled as they got inside the car.

"I love you." I stated right when the engine started roaring.

"We love you too." Sam said and they both offered a smile, and with that the Impala sped off.

"I'm gonna miss them." I whispered through the tears, when Varga approached me from behind and gave me a hug.

"It's gonna be okay." He whispered into my hair, as I sobbed. "You're gonna be okay."

Two months later, I was with the cubs in the outskirts of the forest, when I heard a familiar sound of an engine and the homey scent, I spent months with.

"Sam?" I called as I walked towards the tall figure, only to see the tears trickling down his cheeks from glassy eyes. "No..." I knew what this meant. "Please, tell me, it's not true."

"I'm sorry." Sam mumbled, before we embraced one another and cried in each others arm. I couldn't wrap my head around. He couldn't be, but he was.

Dean was dead.