The Winchesters had decided that they would find those god awful witches. It wouldn't take long, what with Sam's powers.

The man-witch was a man named Brandon owned a flat in Las Vegas where he frequently stayed. Through some unsightly means the brothers had found out that Brandon and Chloe, the witch, were currently in these residence. The Impala pulled up outside the building almost a month after the brothers had last seen the witches inside.

Stay close and don't give yourself away, Dean thought through the mind link Sam had worked out. He had set up a mental relay inside his own mind allowing the three brothers to communicate telepathically. This made hunts easier as they had no need to stay within whispering distance whilst hunting.

Got it, came the reply from the younger two. Sam walked into the building first, closely followed by Adam and Dean. Bobby had come with them, but he was staying a few blocks away in back up. Sam would be able to contact him almost instantly if the occasion occurred, but it would be difficult so it was kept as reserve.

Going up? Adam clarified as they came to the lifts.

To the top, Sam replied.

Let's get this over with, Dean told his brothers as he stepped into the lift.

The three stood in complete silence, just listening to the elevator music as it rose right to the top floor. When the doors opened the brothers carefully stepped out and walked down the hall. They came to the door of the witches flat. With a glance between them, Dean opened the door. They cautiously stepped inside, raising their guns.

Dean set his hair on fire to give them some light. They saw several bottles and jars of vaguely disgusting things floating in amber liquid. This place is fairly witchy...

Dean, how can a place be witchy? Adam asked.

You ain't been on enough witch hunts to know, Dean told him.

Can we just get on with this? Sam asked his brothers.

Sure Bitch, the two brothers told him.

Jerk, Twerp Sam replied.

Suddenly, the room was full of light and Dean was cast into an overly orange glow. The three blinked and Dean's fire went out. "Do you mind?" Dean asked.

"Yes, actually this is my house," Brandon said. "And I really don't appreciate hunters intruding. Even if I was expecting it."

"You were expecting it?" Sam asked.

"Now come on Sam, you know that, surely," Chloe said, coming up behind her partner.

"Alright, yes I do," Sam said. "You knew we'd come after you as that was the way you had planned it. You needed us to come after you so you could see whether we had learnt our 'lesson' or not."

"Good boy," Brandon said.

"What we dealing with here, Radar Brain?" Dean asked.

Not really sure here Dean, after they let me read that they put mental barriers up.

"Great, just great," Dean said.

"So, boys, have you learnt your lesson?" Chloe asked.

"Why does it matter to you?" Dean asked, aiming his gun at Chloe's heart.

"We," Brandon said. "Want to know if you will still harm those of us who live innocent lives even if we have supernatural abilities. After all, you wouldn't hurt your fellow mutants now, would you?"

"No," Sam said. "We won;t harm innocent lives."

Grudgingly, Dean nodded, agreeing with his brother.

"Well, we can turn you back now, if you'd like," Chloe said, reaching her hand out towards the brothers, who had all lowered their guns.

Sam, Dean and Adam exchanged a glance. "No thanks," The two mutants said.

"Come again?" Brandon asked.

Dean sighed, as if admitting he wanted to keep his powers was something huge, which it probably was. "These powers are useful, we don't want to lose that advantage."

"I suppose that's good then isn't it?" Chloe said turning to Brandon.

"Not saying I won't kill you thoughm you went about this whole thing completely wrong, dicks," Dean said, raising his gun again. "So get, before I can pull this trigger."

The two witches disappeared in a cloud of smoke. "That went better than I was expecting..." Adam said.

"You ain't the only one there Ad," Dean said. "Let's go, this place gives me the creeps."

So the brothers kept their powers and kept on hunting. Never killing anyone who could prove that they weren't doing any harm to humanity, or other supernatural beings. It was a much better living than they used to have, because more lives could be saved, there was no guilt over killing someone for just being a monster anymore.

The biggest upside, as far as Dean was concerned, was that Wendigo hunts were now as easy as Salt and Burns.

The biggest upside as far as Sam and Adam were concerned was that no matter where they were now, Dean could make them some home made burgers.