This is my first multi-chapter about supernatural. Dean feels that he needs to explain everything Lisa and Ben. And he means everything. But things escalate and get super complicated. Enjoy. :D

Dean and Sam Winchester were in Indiana, and they made their way up Lisa and Ben's front walk. Dean was in the lead and Sam followed hesitantly behind, like a scared puppy following it's older brother. Dean took a deep breath and knocked twice.

He turned to Sam, "Maybe this was a bad idea." Dean said trying to walk away.

"No, Dean." Sam said, pushing him back, "You need to do this." Dean nodded and knocked one more time.

Lisa opened the door, and looked up. "Oh, Dean, and.. Sam." she practically whispered. She cleared her throat and said, "Dean, I umm… I thought I told you not to come back here." Sam could see this was hard on her. They both loved each other, but with what they did as a profession, it was almost impossible to get what they wanted. He felt so bad for Dean.

"Listen, Lisa. Just hear me out okay?" Dean began, "I want to explain. To you and Ben." he said and she looked at him confused.

"Explain what?" she asked.

Dean took another deep breath looking up at the moon, then looking back to her, "Everything." he said simply.

He watched as her eyes widened a bit, but she nodded, letting them in.

Once they were inside Dean pulled Lisa aside.

"Lisa, Sam's really tired, and worn out. He's been through a lot lately, can he sleep on the couch while I talk to you and Ben?"

Lisa looked over at the taller Winchester. He was in need of a shave, he had bags under his eyes, and the hazel eyes themselves looked defeated and scared. He may be a big man, but in that moment he looked like a wounded dog. Lisa nodded, and Sam didn't hesitate to flop onto the couch. His legs hung off the arm a little, but he was too tired to care.

"Dean, why are you wanting to explain all of a sudden?" Lisa asked him.

"Because. You deserve to know why I can't be with you, even though I wish I could. I want you to understand." Dean explained.

"But Dean, we do undertsand.." she began but he cut her off.

"No I want you to understand. You just know the outline, that I hunt monsters. You don't know anything else. I want to tell someone the story so that when I die, Sammy and I have something that we left behind."

"Okay, let me go get Ben, he's sleeping." she said, and Dean grabbed her arm.

"What I'm about to tell you is very intense. Do you think he can handle it?" Dean asked.

"If anyone else deserves to know, it's him. He loves you too Dean." Lisa said and Dean nodded.

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Dean sat across from Lisa and Ben at there kitchen table. They were drinking coffee and Ben had a soda.

"Alright," Dean said, "I'm going to start from the beginning. This may take a while." he warned and they nodded.

"On November 2nd, 1983, someone came into Sam's nursery." Dean began, "Sammy was six months old then. This someone, well, he was a Demon. Named Azazel. When my mom walked into the nursery he pinned her to the ceiling, cut open her abdomen, and set her on fire, after he bled into Sammy's mouth. My dad ran in, handed me Sammy and told me to run outside as fast as I could. I did exactly that, and my Dad barely made it out. Our Dad brought us up as hunters then, hunting everything evil, saving lives, and all the while, trying to track down the Demon that killed our mom."

Lisa's eyes were already filled with tears, and Dean knew she wouldn't be able to handle the whole thing without crying. She took his hand and he smiled sadly. Ben just looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue.

"It all started a year or two after I met you," Dean said looking at Lisa, "Dad went on a hunting trip and he hadn't been home in a few days. I was worried. He wasn't answering his phone and he'd never been gone that long before. So I drove to California and found Sammy at Stanford."

"Sam went to Stanford?" Lisa asked.

"Yeah, for a little while at least," Dean said sadly, "He's such a smart kid. Anyways, he said he'd help me look for Dad that weekend, but he needed to get back on Monday, he had an interview. A chance to get a full ride, no debt when he got outta college ya know? But when we got back, and Sammy went into his apartment, he flopped down on his bed only to look up and see his girlfriend Jessica, pinned to the ceiling, abdomen cut open, and on fire. If I didn't pull Sammy out he'd be dead too." Dean explained.

"She died the same way your mom did," Ben observed and Dean nodded.

"After that, Sammy just gave up on college. I felt so bad for him, I mean all my life I've been watching over Sammy. Keeping him safe, cause that's my job, and all he ever wanted was to be normal. That's why he left me and Dad for Stanford. He wanted a normal Joe Shmo life. But when you're a hunter, and especially when you're like Sammy, that's never possible."

"What do you mean, 'especially when your like Sammy'?" Lisa asked.

"I'm getting there." Dean said and she nodded for him to continue. "So to cut this part short. Sammy started hunting with me again, and I thought once we found our Dad we'd be a family again. We hadn't been a family in a while." he looked down at his hands.

Dean then explained about some of the simple stuff that they'd hunted and then he explained about the demon Meg, daughter of the Demon that killed there mom.

"And then, out of nowhere, Dad shows up. He shows up and he doesn't explain a thing, and him and Sam are butting heads and arguing so much that I can barely keep my cool. And then these Vamps have a gun called The Colt. Samuel Colt the gun maker, was also a hunter and he made a special gun," Dean pulled it out of his jacket and set it on the table, "This gun can kill anything. Demons, vampires, werewolves, anything evil."

Ben looked at the gun in awe, but didn't touch it.

"Dad's plan was to get the colt from the vamps, find the demon, and kill it. But we ended up only getting half of that done. We got the gun from the vamps, but the Demon," Dean sighed, "The demon found us."

"Once we thought we'd ditched the son of a bitch, and were hold up in one of Bobby's safe houses, I realized that it was with us. The Demon was possessing our Dad. The Demon pinned me against the wall and then Sam. He told Sammy that he had plans for him, and at the time we had no idea what the hell that even meant. Then he came over to me, and he started ripping my torso apart. I begged Dad to take control but before he did I lost consciousness from loss of blood. Then my Dad got a hold of him and told Sammy to shoot him. It would kill the Demon but it would also kill our Dad. I woke up in time to see Sammy standing over Dad with the gun. I told him not to do it, and Sammy couldn't. he just couldn't shoot our dad."

Dean took sip of his coffee, and pushed back some tears. He didn't know it was going to be this hard for him.

"Sammy and Dad we're cut up bad but I was in worse shape. We headed for the nearest hospital, but on the way a demon possessed a truck driver and slammed the 18 wheeler into my baby. Sammy was the only one walking up and about in the hospital the next day. My dad was on bed rest and I,.. well I was in a coma. Critical condition. And the doctors said I probably wouldn't wake up."

Lisa and Ben both gasped. And Dean chuckled a little, considering he's died a few times, they were in for a shock.

"Dean how is that funny?" she asked sadly.

"Its not really, it's just I've died a few times now." Dean said.

"wait what?" Ben and Lisa asked at the same time.

"Just hold on. We're getting to far ahead." and they nodded reluctantly. "Alright, where was I…"

"you were in critical condition.." Ben said softly.

"Yeah, right." Dean said and told them about being a spirit and meeting Tessa, the reaper.

"But, then Dad ditched Sammy at the hospital and summoned the Demon. The damn fool." Dean said smiling fondly about his father, "He summoned it, and made a deal. If my Dad handed over The Colt and his life, I would live. And so he took it. Azazel got the colt, and Dad died and went to Hell right after saying goodbye to me, because I'd woken up and it was a miracle. Or at least, that's what the doctors thought."

Dean continued to tell them all about how Sammy started getting these visions and how they were coming across other kids like Sammy that had special abilities.

"And then, one day, at some tiny diner in the middle of nowhere, Sammy disappeared." Dean fiddled with his coffee mug, "Azazel brought him to this ghost town in Colorado or something. He brought him there because all the other kids like him were there, and it was a fight to the death. Only one of them could walk out alive. When Bobby and I got there, there were only two people left. Sammy and this other guy named Jake, and don't worry, Sammy didn't kill any of them." Dean added, trying to defend his brother even though he didn't need to. Lisa and Ben knew that Sam wasn't a bad person.

"As Sam was walking toward me, Jake stabbed him in the back, clean through the spinal column." Dean said, "and I ran to him and… and Sammy, he died right there in my arms." Dean's voice broke horribly.

"Dean, if you don't wanna finish telling us, we can continue tomorrow.."Lisa began.

"No, its fine. Umm let's see. Right" Dean wiped the tears from his face. "I didn't bury Sam. I just couldn't live with out him, he was all I had left. I'd lost Dad and then I lost him too? No I just couldn't handle it. I needed Sam back, so I got him back." Dean explained.

"How?" Ben asked.

"Well, I summoned a cross roads Demon and made a deal. Sam's life for mine. Usually it's 10 years until you die and go to hell, but for me, I only got one year. I had one year to live with Sammy. It was better then my dad got for sure. Anyways, that's they year I came to see you again, Lisa, and showed up at Ben's party. I wanted to see you, because I only had a year to live." he explained.

Lisa started crying silently. But then they heard something. It was Sam calling out from the living room.

"Dean! Make it stop, get me out Dean! Make them stop! Lucifer… Michael… Adam…" Dean heard Sam call out and he ran for the living room. Sam was thrashing around on the couch, having a nightmare. Well, to Lisa and Ben, it was a nightmare. To Dean, he knew Sam was remembering Hell.

Dean ran over to him and pushed down his arms and legs, making him sit still. He took one hand away and brushed Sam's hair out of his face. "It's okay Sammy. I'm here. It's alright. Remember Sammy, you're not there anymore. Cas brought you back. You're safe, up here with me. Shh.." slowly Sam calmed down and opened his eyes.

"Dean?" he asked looking up at his brother.

"It's alright Sam. Just go back to sleep." Dean said. Sammy nodded and turned over on his side. Snoring once again.

"Is he alright?" Lisa asked worriedly.

"No." was all Dean said and they sat back at the table. Then he explained about Ruby, and the trickster making him die over and over, and the Demon Lilith who wanted Sam dead and Henrickson finally realizing that they weren't serial killers. And then he told him about the day he died.

"Lilith had us trapped, and her weird mojo wasn't working on Sam, which was a relief, but she let the hellhounds in, and they shredded me to pieces and dragged me down to hell." he said quietly.

Lisa and Ben looked at him in utter shock. They just didn't know what to say. Finally Lisa spoke up, "You've been to hell?"

Dean merely nodded. He was debating on whether or not he should tell them about his time down there. He decided he might as well.

"Sam buried my body, up here I was dead for four months, but down there… I was in hell for 40 years. They put me on this rack, and they tore at me in ways that no one, accept Sam, could ever imagine. And then I'd be whole again and they'd start over. And at the end of every day, Alistair would ask me, if I wanted to get off the rack, but if I did I had to torture souls. And at the end of every day I told him to stick it where the sun shines." Dean swallowed. He was practically whispering now.

"But after 30 years of saying no I couldn't do it anymore. I just couldn't. I got off that rack, jumped right off, and I tortured souls for 10 more years. The things that I did,…" he put his head in his hands and took a deep shaky breath.

"Whoo, umm, and then all of a sudden I woke up in a pine box, a few feet under the ground. I was alive, and I didn't have any scars or anything. I was healthy and strong."

"How'd you get out?" Ben asked.

"Cas, he umm, he pulled me outta the pit." Dean said slowly.

"Cas, you've mentioned him before in your sleep.." Lisa said recognizing the name.

"Yeah, Cas is short for Castiel. He's an angel." Dean added.

"An angel?" Lisa asked in disbelief, "Dean come on, an angel?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too, but Lisa angels are real. And most of them are dicks. Accept for Cas. And Balthazar mostly, Gabriel's a dick too but he got nicer towards the end. Anyways, when I met Cas, he said, 'I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.'" Dean explained.

"The handprint.." Lisa said, realizing where the scar was from.

"What handprint?" Ben asked.

"This handprint" Dean said and quickly removed his shirt and showed Ben the pink handprint that scarred Dean's shoulder. Dean slipped his shirt back on.

"That's what happens when you're touched by an angel I guess." Dean said chuckling, "But Cas has helped us a lot, but then things started getting really intense." Dean explained but there was a flutter of wings and Lisa and Ben yelped in shock. He turned around to see Cas standing there.

"Dammit Cas! I told you to stop doing that. Why are you here?" Dean asked a little grouchily.

"I am sorry Dean. I heard my name being mentioned an unusual amount of times so I came to see if I was needed." Cas explained. Then he looked over at Lisa and Ben and looked down at his feet uncomfortably.

"I am interrupting something, I'll just leave." Cas began but Dean grabbed his arm.

"No Cas, its alright. You just startled us is all." Dean said looking into the angels eyes so that he knew Dean was sincere.

"Umm, Lisa and Ben I'd like to introduce you to Castiel, an angel of the Lord and my best friend." Dean said pulling Cas forward a bit. Cas smiled a little at the best friend comment.

"Hello" he said shyly.

"Hi" Lisa and Ben said quietly. "Nice to meet you" Ben added smiling and gave the angel a hug. "Thank you for saving Dean." Ben mumbled into the trench coat.

Cas was caught off guard by the hug and looked at Dean for help. Dean made a hugging motion with his arms, so Cas just hugged the little boy back. "You are quite welcome, Benjamin" Castiel said.

Lisa then hugged the angel and kissed him on the cheek after Ben embraced him and thanked him also.

"I did not know there were people other then Bobby, Sam, and myself that cared for you so much. I will see to it that they are always safe." the angel told the hunter.

"Thanks Cas," Dean sat down in a chair and Cas remained standing, "Hey Cas do you mind going in the other room and watching over Sammy, while I finish talking to Lisa and Ben?" Dean asked.

Cas merely nodded, placed a hand on the mark on Dean's shoulder for a moment, and disappeared.

"Friggin' angels, don't even use the door" Dean mumbled to himself and then looked up to see Lisa and Ben staring at him.

"Well, that's Cas." Dean said.

"He doesn't look like an angel" Ben said.

"honey!" Lisa said but Dean interrupted.

"Its okay, Lisa. You're right Ben. He doesn't look like an angel. What angel wears a trench coat?" Dean said chuckling, "He's using that body. They call them vessels." he explained.

"So he's possessing someone?" Lisa asked shocked.

"Not exactly. For an angel to use a human as a vessel they have to be granted access, they cant use the body if the human doesn't say yes. Jimmy Novak, Cas' vessel granted him access. Jimmy's been dead for a while though. Cas is keeping the vessel alive." Dean explained.

They nodded. And Dean spoke again. "Speaking of vessels. that's where the intense stuff comes in." Dean warned them.

"You see, according to this prophecy and shit, Sammy and I had to be born because Sammy is the true vessel for Lucifer and I'm the true vessel for the Archangel Michael. And then Lucifer was supposed to rise, after a certain amount of Seals were broken and if Lucifer rose the apocalypse would start. Sam would have to say yes to Lucifer and I'd say yes to Michael and Michael would kill Lucifer and send him back to hell." Dean started, and continued to explain about preventing the apocalypse, the betrayal of Ruby, him breaking the first Seal and Sam breaking the last one, Lucifer rising, and all the way up to when Sam jumped into the pit.

"So when I came to you guys, depressed and sad, no longer wanting to live, it wasn't just because I thought Sammy was dead, but because of what he was going through in hell. I'm his big brother, I'm not supposed to let things like this happen right? But it did anyways." Dean said.

"Oh Dean," Lisa said gripping his hands and crying silent tears.

"It's okay Lisa, and I'm not done explaining. I have to tell you why I can't stay, alright?" she nodded and Ben smiled sadly.

"Well, unbeknownst to me, King of the Crossroads Demons, now King of Hell and an annoying asshole, Crowley, brought Sam back, along with my Grandfather Samuel Campbell and some more of my mothers relatives. Sam was alive the entire year I lived with you." Dean told them.

"Well, then why didn't he come and see you?" Ben asked, "You always told me you guys were super close, that it was almost like, unhealthy."

Dean chuckled at how true that statement was.

"The reason Sammy didn't call or tell me he was alive was because when Crowley pulled him out of Hell, he was missing something. He, he didn't have a soul."

I hope you guys are enjoying the story. It's a little bit repetitive with the retelling of their lives and what not but it gets better! I promise! Keep reading and review please?