Disclaimer: I'm sad to say that I don't own Supernatural, or I'd have made it to where Dean was married to Lisa. I leave that to creator, Eric Kripke.

Dean walked to his and kicked several times to cool his anger.

"Dean," Sam replied. He knew why Dean was mad; hell, he'd have been too if the one angel that was in their corner wasn't making any sense. He saw as much Dean did that Castiel basically just let Raphael go.

"Not now, Sam," Dean replied evident in his voice how pissed off he really was.

Sam sighed and laid his head on his brother's shoulder.

Dean turned and looked at Sam. "What!"

"Castiel doesn't do things without a reason," Sam pointed out. "His main priority is to find the weapons that were stolen from Heaven."

Dan crossed his arms. "He would've said something as to what his thoughts and feelings were."

Sam sighed. Trying to get through Dean's stubbornness was harder than taming a wild boar. "Dean, he doesn't have time for that," he replied. "You've seen how the Staff of Moses works, and that wasn't even its fullest potential."

Dean sighed knowing his brother was right. "Sam, I want to help," he confessed. "These weapons are dangerous, and they shouldn't even be on earth."

"It makes you think what and why Raphael was thinking," Sam replied.

Dean nodded. "I don't think he was telling us the full truth," Dean replied. "Those damn angels."

Sam watched his brother. "I know you want to help, but we can only do so much to help."

"The angels and the demons brought their world to Earth," Dean pointed out. "And we're right in the middle of it. It's hurting and killing innocent people."

Ah, Sam thought, the core of his anger. "We've averted the apocalypse, Dean," Sam replied. "That helped save over six billion lives. Now we only have to save and figure out how I got out and where the weapons. That's not as bad compared to caging Lucifer."

Dean sighed as he finally seeing Sam's point. "I guess we'll find the other weapons," he replied, "but first, I need to go home." He opened his back door and took out the vase.

Sam blinked. "Is that the same vase that Ben broke?" he asked.

Dean shook his head. "One very similar to it," Dean replied. "I'm giving the kid a break-" He and Sam laughed "-and giving it to him to give to Lisa."

Sam nodded. He walked around to the passenger side of the Impala. "It's kind of cute to see you settling down, Dean," he replied as he opened the door and got in.

Dean stopped for a moment stunned before climbing into the driver's seat. "Cute?" he asked.

"I haven't seen you hit on one girl, Dean," Sam replied. "I didn't think I'd ever see you be a one girl kind of guy. Lisa get you enough that you need to go hunting, and you can go back when you have time like now."

Dean looked over at Sam surprised. "How well do you know me?" he asked.

Sam laughed at his expression and the question. "Pretty damn well," he said as Dean keyed the ignition and drove off to go home. Drove off to go see Lisa and Ben once more.