What if Dean wasn't the only one to come back from the dead?

Dean opened his eyes. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but all he saw was dark. The last thing he remembered was being attacked by a Hell Hound, and Sam's screams from where he was being held to the wall by Lillith.

He reached into his pocket expecting to find a lighter and he wasn't disappointed. He lit it and looked up and saw wood about 3 inches from his face. He shifted it to the side and saw wood there also. He was in a coffin. "Help!" he rasped. What was wrong with his voice.

He was beginning to feel claustrophobic. He had to get out of there. He punched up at the lid of the coffin and dirt came pouring down on him. He wished he had thought to taken a deep breath first. He punched his hands up, hoping he was in a shallow grave and almost immediately felt air. He dug quickly and was soon on the surface. He looked around and saw dead trees all around him. He tied his jacket around his waist and started walking, hoping that he would come to civilization, and water, soon.

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John sat up next to a tree. The last thing he remembered was handing the Colt over to the Yellow Eyed Demon. Where was he? He got up and started walking towards the sound of traffic. Hopefully he would soon find out where he was and what was going on.

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Mary woke up next to a pre-teen girl, who immediately started screaming. The last thing Mary remembered was going into Sam's nursery and seeing the demon with yellow eyes. The one who had said would visit in ten years, but she had not allowed herself to think about. A woman ran into the room. "Who are you?" she asked.

"My name's Mary Winchester," Mary answered, not sure where she was or what was going on. Maybe she was in the afterlife.

"Winchester?" Jenny asked. "Are you related to Sam and Dean?"

"Those are my sons' names," Mary answered, wondering how this woman knew about them.

"Sairey, go call Missouri," Jenny said.

"Where am I?" she asked.

"Your house," Jenny answered.

Mary looked around. "No, this isn't my house. Where's my husband and children?"

"I don't know."

"Missouri says she's on her way," Sairey said when she returned.

"She should be able to help," Jenny told Mary.

Mary certainly hoped so.