Hey Everyone! I have recently become addicted to Supernatural and with my whole family (cousins and all) loving Marvel, I decided to write this as it popped into my head. I don't know if anyone else has written a story with a similar plot so don't blame me! Please review! If you have read my two other stories if you can call them that, you will notice that I don't update much but I am hoping to at some point during the summer to update them both and this one aswell.

Chapter 1: Dean's P.O.V:

Sam, Bobby and I were sitting on the couch at Bobby's place. Bobby was drinking whiskey; Sammy was drinking soda and I had a beer when Bobby did a spit-take.

"Bobby? You ok?" Sam asked getting up and moving towards Bobby. Bobby paused the TV on the news article that we were watching. I looked at the TV and started choking on my beer.

"Dean! What's wrong? Who is that?" Sam was panicking; I could hear it in his voice.

"CAS! We need you!" I called out to the sky hoping, praying that Cass came. "Dean? What's wrong? Why have you called me?" Cass was here. Oh thank God.

"Cass, I need you to get us to New York. Now. To be more specific, to the shwarma shop there." I said pointing to the shwarma joint behind the guy on the news. "May I inquire as to why you wish to go to New York?" Cass asked. "No. Just get us there." I said. Bobby gave me a look. "Please" I sighed.

Bobby stayed behind when Cass zapped us to the shwarma joint.

We may or may not have appeared in front of a group of beat up people and made them choke on their food. "What the hell!" The dude in the black t-shirt with the blue circle in his chest. "Sorry. Listen, this is gonna sound absolutely crazy but my name is Dean Winchester, this is my brother Sam and this is Castiel, he's an Angel of the Lord." I said while grabbing a chair and sitting down beside the blonde overgrown Barbie doll.

The red-headed lady glared at me and asked "What age are you?" "Whelp, I'm 16 Sam's 12 and Cass how old are you?" I said turning to Cass. "Dean you know I am millennia old. I have only taken a vessel that was 15 years old." Cass said to me with his weird little head tilt, which I only realise now is pretty funny.

I stifled a laugh. "Well, there we have it folks. Castiel the angel is over a million years old." I said and cracked up along with Sam. "Does anyone have a beer handy?" I asked. I seem to be the only one talking. Eh, it's not the first time. "NO! Dean Michael Winchester you are not having a beer!" My head snapped up. My eyes met blue eyes that I will never forget. "Dad" I breathed out.

"Wait, what? Dean! Dad's out on a hunt! You know that!" Sam yelled at me. Shit! He actually thinks that Uncle John is his Dad. "Sammy. John is not our dad. John had a twin brother who is our dad. So John is Uncle John. And also if you think that he didn't want us, he did it's just that his job left him no choice but to leave us with Uncle John. Why did you think John was so hard on us? Because Mary died checking in on us! We aren't even his and he thinks we are the reason his wife was killed. Which is technically true but still!" I said while making crazy hand gestures.

I had stood up and was in front of Sam with my back to the group Dad was with. I didn't notice that Dad had come up behind me until he wrapped his arms around me and Sam and pulled us into a hug. I needed to cry so bad. I hadn't been hugged by my dad or by anyone besides Sam and Bobby for so long. I can't cry in front of Sammy though. He can't see me cry.

"Clint? Why are these children calling you their father?" Overgrown Barbie Doll asked. "Hey! Overgrown Barbie! I can understand calling Sammy a kid but me? I'm six-teen emphasis on teen!" I yelled. Black shirt blue chest started to laugh.

"Overgrown Barbie?" he managed out.

"Yes Black shirt, Blue Chest. It's not like I know your names!" I said. Well, I can't exactly yell forever.

"Dean, Sam? How about you two come to live with me? I don't have any missions anymore because I got a promotion and it will give you guy a stable home. What do you say?" Dad asked us. I looked at Sam and grinned. He smiled back happily. "Okay" Hey look at that we spoke at the same time.

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