Bobby knew the last thing he should be doing is drinking with Dean whilst he's asking questions about Mika's whereabouts. Dean knew that if he was drunk enough, Bobby would spill everything and he was doing a damn good job at getting him drunk enough, no matter how hard he tried to avoid drinking. Seeing the necklace drop down in Dean's grip, he suddenly recognised it instantly. The necklace that Mika treasured more than anything else in her possession, the necklace Dean gave her.

"how did you...?" he started to ask before trailing off and finally blurting out the answer Dean had been wanting all this time. "..... Yes" he looked down before back up at him, "Sam is right... The Kenzi you know is Mika.....she bleached her hair much to my disapproval, changed her look and became 'Kenzi'." he began to explain. "she managed to stagger all the way here that night looking a right mess.... Her back was torn to shreds I could sworn her spine was starting to show through. I didn't think I'd ever be able to save her. She passed out at my feet when she got here after just managing to say mom, dad, dead to me" he couldn't stop himself talking now he had started.

"I still don't understand how she survived, but she did. She was hiding upstairs when you, Sammy and John came over to tell me what happened. She overheard John declaring her dead" he said before downing another whiskey.

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It took Mika a good ten minutes before she got herself up off the ground and managed to fish her lighter out of the charred ashes so she could head back to Bobby's. Trudging back to her car she pulled out her phone and text Bobby declaring her ETA of around fifteen minutes. She was tired and dirty, desperate for a shower, drink and bed. Little did she know what was waiting for her back at the house as she got into her car, started the ignition and started driving back.