The lessons stop after that. No more guns, no more knives. When Ben asks Dean about it, Dean just asks him if he wants to throw the old pigskin around. Who says that anymore? Pigskin.

Dean's gone more often, for longer periods of time. "Hunting," he replies, when they ask him.

"What are you hunting?" Ben asks. "Monsters? Like, werewolves? Vampires?"

"No," Dean says, and Mom just presses her mouth in a thin line.