Dean and Sam had been training Jack on how to use his powers. Or attempted to. Jack messed up though and accidentally transported Dean and Sam into the past. Dean has stumbled a bit when he suddenly appeared. He glanced around, his eyes slightly wide. He seemed to be out in a green, lush grassy prairie. One that would be very stereotypical to how the West was.

Dean glanced around, frowning. He spotted the large outline of mountains in the distance. Dean blinked, looking around. He then spotted Sam. Oh. So Sam had come here too. Dean moved over to him, setting a hand on his back. He looked him over to make sure Sam was okay. He then looked over when he heard footsteps.

He spotted a man riding a large, dark chocolate brown horse with white spotting. The man was wearing a brown coat with a blue shirt. He had a black scarf around his neck and a brown cowboy hat. It looked like he had a deer laying on the back of his horse, tired to the saddle so it didn’t fall off.

The man glanced down at Sam and Dean. He then tugged in the reins gently and the horse stopped. The man glanced them over. “You two lost? You don’t look to be from around these parts.” The man said.