History repeats itself. This is a fact of life. It's the way of the world. Where you've been is where you'll be. Two hundred and eight days after fate rips Laurel Lance out of the world, leaving Dean Winchester in nearly the exact same position his father was in thirty three years ago, someone knocks on his door in the middle of the night. This is only the beginning of the story.

'There is still a dead body lying in the bed. It's just awake.' (Otherwise known as the fic in which Demon!Dean is the Winter Soldier to Laurel's Captain America.)