A/N: I hope you enjoy this new story that has all the characters I have created to form my spn family. I hope you enjoy this first chapter and it catches your interest and you will want to read more. You know I love reviews and thoughts on how to make the story better. If you can take a moment, leave me a review. Happy St Patty's Day!

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Chapter 1

The day was shaping up to be one of the better days for the week. Spring was trying to sneak in and send winter to the back burner but there was still a nip in the air from the soft breeze coming down from the mountains. Dean sat on the deck and watched the marshmallow clouds moving across the blue sky at a slow steady pace. He drew in a deep breathe of fresh air and just let his mind wander enjoying the down time. He knew when his brother stepped out onto the deck and strolled quietly toward him because he could never really turn off the hunter in him.

"I hear ya bro." Dean stated not bothering to turn.

"Hey, what ya doin'?" Sam asked moving a chair closer to his brother and sat down.

"Nothing, just sitting here."

"You ok?" Sam asked tentatively. He knew Dean was acting a little out of sorts since their last hunt and wasn't sure what was going on with him. He knew you had to approach Dean with a gentle touch if you didn't want him shutting you out or throwing a punch. He wanted to take a few days downtime and that was fine with him. It gave him some alone time with Sasha that he was enjoying.

Dean glanced at him sideways seeing the concerned look on his brother's face. He didn't answer him for several minutes and then spoke more to himself than really Sam.

"You ever done something you know is so right, but in the back of your mind you wonder if you did the right thing?"

Sam frowned at the cryptic response and tossed around ideas of what he could be referring to. He didn't think it was anything that involved him so his best guess would be Sky, Dean's girlfriend. They sat side by side in silence until a female voice broke the stillness.

"Dean Winchester! You are so dead!" echoed from the house causing Dean to cringe with the tone of her voice knowing he was in trouble.

"Come on bro." Dean told his brother jerking him from the chair and dragging him down the steps toward the front of the house.

"Slow down man." Sam complained as he stumbled along beside him trying to get his balance. "What did you do this time?" he asked as Dean pushed him toward the Impala.

"Get in." he ordered sliding into the driver's side and cranking the car.

Sam didn't have much choice but to get in the car if he wanted to question his brother further. He huffed once and crawled into the passenger side closing the door as Dean pulled out of the driveway and drove away.

"So...Wanna tell me what that was about?" he asked again staring out the windshield trying to act matter of fact about the situation.

"Alright...crap...I kind of ate most of Sky's dessert that was for dinner tonight." he finally confessed.

"Are ya ever gonna learn?" Sam smirked knowing he was in the dog house with Sky, for the time being anyway.

"Bite me." he growled at Sam turning on the road leading out of town. Dean pulled his ringing cell from his jacket and checked the id before declining the call and stuffing it back in his pocket. He looked at Sam as his cell began to ring and told him sternly, "Don't answer that."

Sam checked the caller and saw it was Sky. He was sure that was who called Dean and now she was trying him. Even though he didn't like it, he ignored the call and let it go to voicemail. Dean was really starting to make him uneasy with his actions. Sam looked around at his surrounding knowing this was a familiar route from a long time back. Wondering where Dean was heading, he asked him, "Dean where are we going?"

"I think you know." he said making the last turn and driving toward a very well known location.

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Sam sat up straighter in the seat when Dean pulled through the gates of Singer Salvage Yard and looked around at the overgrown state of the junk yard. Dean stopped the Impala beside the burned down remains of the house and cut the engine off. He sat in the car and stared out the window at the ashes and blackened, charred remains deep in thought. Sam sat quietly beside him wondering what they were doing here. He waited, letting Dean take his time to say whatever was on his mind.

"You know Bobby left this place to both of us." Dean finally said breaking the silence in the car. "Man I miss him." he said a hint of sadness in his voice. "You know I still find myself starting to call him when I run into a dead end and don't know where to turn. Then I remember he's not there to help."

"Yeah I know." Sam said with a longing in his voice. "It's still hard to believe he's gone."

"I wanted to talk to you about this place." he started rubbing a hand over the steering wheel.

"Sure go ahead." Sam told him turning slightly to look at him wondering what was going on in his head.

"Let's walk." Dean said getting out of the car and waited for Sam to do the same.

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Sam followed him toward the remains of the house and they walked slowly around it. Old memories washed over both brothers of the man that used to live here and how much he meant to both of them. He had been a father figure to them ever since the first time they stayed with him. Sam blinked back the wetness in his eyes and looked away for a moment to wipe them.

"I don't guess you remember the first time we were here, you were only like two or so. You were so scared of him at first, wouldn't let him near you." Dean smiled.

"I think I do, didn't he bribe me with a cookie or something so he could hold me?"

"Yeah, then you puked down the front of his shirt." Dean laughed seeing the scene of Bobby holding a stinking Sam out in front of him as he looked in disgust at the front of his shirt that was covered with baby spit up.

"I don't remember that." Sam said picking up what was left of a burned book that was sticking out from under a collapse wall. He saw it was too destroyed to even be readable and tossed it back into the rubble.

"I wanna build a house here for Sky and me." he said quickly stopping by a burned wall to look inside the living area.

"Really?" Sam said in surprise. This was the last thing he thought Dean would be talking about.

"Yes, and clean all this up. You know the other buildings may still be useable and we could sell most of these junkers for scrap metal. There still might be useable parts around here too. I wanna see if the panic room is still in one piece and reinforce all the wardings and sigils around the place. Make it as safe as possible." Dean paused for a moment and picked up a piece of charred wood. "What I wanted to ask since half of this belongs to you, is do you want a place here too or we could like do a duplex or something. I know you and Sasha are pretty serious and with her setup already, I'm thinking she probably won't be moving..."

"No, hey whatever you do is fine with me. I think it's great you wanna do this. As far as Sasha and me, I don't know what the future holds. I hope we'll still be together and yes I've thought about asked her to marry me, but I think it's too soon, we've not known each other that long. We're in no hurry to take the big leap yet. If we do, you're right she wouldn't wanna move, the house being in the family for so long and with what's in the basement. So yeah do what ya want."

"I want to surprise Sky with this. I know she likes her house, but I figure Cole can stay there and as often as Brady and Trace are here that will give them more room. I wanna get her input on the design too. See if there's something she wants included. What if we fix you your own living area with living room, bedroom and bath and we can share the kitchen and other areas? That way you'll have your privacy for when Sasha sleeps over."

"Sounds like a plan, when are you going to talk to Sky about it?" Sam said already past the awkwardness of Sasha sleeping over since she was already doing it.

"This weekend. She's fussing with all this wedding planning crap with the girls and I wanna stay as far away from that as I can. I told her I didn't care about what we wore as long as I didn't look too ridiculous in a monkey suit. Whatever she decides, hey I'm all for it. You know I never thought a wedding took all this work, I told her we could just elope and be done with it."

"And what was her response to that?"

"I almost had her convinced but she wants everyone to be there. Said it wouldn't be right not including the entire family. The girls are so excited about it and all. Never really thought about what all went into a wedding, it's scary."

"So is it the upcoming wedding that's got you all moody and out of sorts lately?" Sam guessed.

"I'm not moody." Dean insisted stubbornly. "And I'm definitely not out of sorts. What does that even mean anyway?"

"Sure, if you say so." Sam agreed trying not to sound too sarcastic.

"Think Bobby would be ok with this; you know rebuilding here and making improvements?"

Sam thought for a moment, looking around at the place before replying. "Yeah, I think he would. It's like keeping his memories alive and us carrying on his legacy."

"You know I might even open a garage again. We can't keep hunting forever, especially now that we both have someone to come home to."

"I hear ya, I thought I could use Sasha's library along with what we have to do research for other hunters like Bobby did. You know, we could train the next generation of hunters, maybe give them a better chance of staying alive."

"It's a thought." Dean replied. "Come on let's head back. Think she's had enough time to cool off?"

"Why don't we pick up something else for dessert as a peace offering, maybe that'll appease her?" Sam suggested with a shrug.

"That could work." he agreed walking back toward the Impala. "What should we get?"

"What's her favorite? Couldn't go wrong with that."

"You know how she loves cheese cake. We could stop at that bakery in town, bet they have good ones and maybe we should get a pie too."

"And that wouldn't be because that's your favorite."

"Of course not, it's good to have variety."

"Keep telling yourself that." Sam chuckled as he settled into the passenger seat.

Dean started the Impala and headed back to town and the bakery. He could already taste a slice of a fresh homemade pie making his mouth water. He was glad that was over and it went ok. Now the big step was seeing if Sky was willing to do this too. He wasn't sure what her reaction was going to be; he just hoped she would have an open mind about it. After telling him she wasn't going to continue working for the government, he hoped designing their home would give her something to occupy her time and it would keep her from hunting with them. He knew she could handle herself no problem, but there was always that chance of her getting hurt or even killed. The same went for him or Sam; one day there might be a hunt one of them didn't walk away from he just hoped it was far, far in the future.