Sam's grip tightened around his coffee cup, his large palm tense as he watched Sky and Matt, fussing over her. Every fiber of his being acknowledged that Matt was undeniably family, her son in every sense of the word. Yet, despite this undeniable truth, a sharp pang of longing pierced his chest as he realized he wasn't the one there to care for her. "What have you discovered about what I asked?" Sam directed his attention to the screen, awaiting Dean's response. "The attacks at the company were a mere facade. Kitty and I found out that Kozlov's men have been infiltrating the city through various means to minimize attention," Dean reported. "We know he's planning something big. His impatience is palpable; he won't miss his chance." Yes, the game of cat and mouse had grown tiresome. With

