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The Secret That Should've Stayed Hidden

Chapter one: Troublesome Twosome

The Winchester manor was quite and still on this bright summer morning. Upstairs the three Winchester boys slept. Kadin, the oldest, was snoring loudly in his room at the end of the hall. In Dean's room there were two occupants instead of one. Sam, the youngest, had fallen asleep on the bed the night before and Dean didn't have the heart to wake him.

The sunlight shown through the window and right on Dean's face causing him to stir. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He turned on his back and looked at his sleeping brother next to him. Just then an idea struck Dean and he slowly got out of the bed and tried not to wake Sam up. He made it halfway toward the doorway when he heard; "Dean, where are you going?" asked the now awake Sam, stifling a yawn as he sat up. Dean turned around and smirked.

"Well, Sammy boy, I'm going to play a prank on Kadin, want to come?"

"Yeah!" said Sam as he smiled. Dean walked back over to the bed and crouched down with his back to Sam.

"Okay then. Get on and let's go." Sam threw the blanket back, pushed his legs over the side of the bed, and climbed on Dean's back. "Good thing you are small for your age, kid, or else I wouldn't be able to do this." Dean grinned and Sam just rolled his eyes and smirked. They made their way to the bath room and looked for shaving cream. "Huh, imagine that, no shaving cream. Toothpaste will have to do." Sam laughed and that made Dean smile. Sam has the kind of laugh that brightens the mood of the whole room. They exited the bathroom and headed for Kadin's room. Dean nudged the door open with his foot and they made their way to the bed. Sam opened the toothpaste tube and began to disperse it onto Kadin's face. By the time they were done Kadin was sporting glasses, a curly mustache, a go-t, and globs of toothpaste on both cheeks. Once back in Dean's room they let their laughter out. Both of them were on the bed on their backs, holding their stomachs in fits of laughter.

Dean loved these moments when they both could forget all their worries and just laugh. He worried about Sam so much; Sam was paralyzed from the waste down. It happened a couple months before he was adopted by the Winchesters. Sam also gets extremely bad migraines; it was another result of the accident. Sometimes his migraines get so bad that he passes out from the pain. He has prescription pain killers for them, but they don't work that good.

After Sam and Dean where finally able to stop laughing, Dean helped Sam into his wheelchair and they went downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Morning, G." said Dean as he wheeled Sam up to the table. Ada Winchester, their grandmother, was at the stove cooking breakfast.

"Morning Grama, where's Grampa?" asked Sam.

"Good morning sweethearts. Your Grampa had to run some errands, he'll be back later." she said and turned back to the stove.

"DEAN! SAM!" yelled a very pissed off voice from upstairs. Sam and Dean looked at each other and just laughed. Ada shook her head and just smirked.

"What did you two do this time?" she asked with a mock-sigh. Kadin came down the stairs with a wet face and towel in hand.

"I'll tell you what they did! They plastered toothpaste all over my face!" Kadin said as he wiped his face.

"Oh come on, Kade. It was a harmless prank." said Dean as he clapped a hand on his older brother's shoulder. Kade just glared and sat down at the table mumbling about a troublesome twosome.

After breakfast Dean and Sam went upstairs to get dressed, then went outside and just fooled around.

"Hey Winchesters!" said Trenton Scullie, Dean's and Sam's friend, as he walked up the driveway.

"Hey Trent." said Dean as he and Trent engaged in a brotherly hug.

"Hi Trent!" Sam greeted happily.

"Hey buddy!" said Trent as he ruffled Sam's hair. "So how are my favorite Winchesters today?"

"Well, Trent, that remains to be seen considering the fact that I might not live to see tomorrow." said Dean dramatically.

"Why?"

"Well, Sam and I put toothpaste all over Kade's face when he was sleeping. He didn't seem too happy about it, either!" Trent placed a hand on Dean's shoulder.

"Well, it's been a pleasure knowing you." Trent said. Dean smirked.

"How could it not be a pleasure knowing the man behind this handsome face?" Dean said playfully and stuck his chin in the air. Trent and Sam laughed. "Come on guys, let's go to the basement, I feel like kicking somebody's butt in pool." Dean grabbed the handles to Sam's wheelchair and led the way into the house and down to the basement.

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"I can't believe beat me all five games, man! I think you were cheating!" said Trent as they made their way to the kitchen for some lunch.

" Trent, you're just jealous that this is another thing I am better at then you!" said Dean with a smirk and a pump of his eyebrows. Sam chuckled at the two older boys' antics.

"Jealous my ass, man! I am absolutely not jealous of you!"

"Yeah, dude, whatever. That's what you always say!" Trent rolled his eyes. They made sandwiches and took them out into the backyard to eat. They sat down in the chairs and were conversing nonchalantly. Trent and Dean were reminiscing about the bad mistakes in date they did before and Sam was cracking up at their stories.

"Hey Dean, let's not forget about Big Debbie!" said Trent laughing.

"No! Not Big Debbie! Let's forget about her!" said Dean in mock-fright.

"Who's she?" asked Sam with a smile.

"Well she was one of Dean's BIG mistakes. I remember when he broke up with her. It wasn't pretty. She wasn't the type of girl to cry over a break up, she was the one to beat up and move on. She got in a few good punches too!" said Trent with a laugh. Dean glared at him.

"Dee, you got beat up by a girl?" asked Sam in shock.

"No, I didn't Sammy. I just got punched by a girl that doesn't punch like a girl." Dean said and then Trent's cell phone rang.

"Hello? Okay, right now? Okay give me five minutes. Bye." Trent said to the other person on the line. "Well I hate to break up this little gathering, but my mom needs me to take her somewhere. I'll catcha guys later!"

"Bye Trent." said Dean and Sam at the same time.

"Hey Sammy what do you say we going inside and play a game or something." asked Dean.

"That's fine with me." said Sam with a smile. Together, they headed back to the basement/game room. "Let's play Air Hockey!" Sam blurted happily once they entered the game room.

"Okay, but Sam I have to ask you a question."

"What is it, Dee?" blurted Sam curiously.

"Are you ready to get your butt kicked?" Dean said with a shit-eating grin.

"You wish!" Sam smiled. That began their game of air hockey.

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The 'Troublesome Twosome' came into the kitchen with Sam laughing at Dean because Sam kicked his butt multiple times in air hockey. They were in search for something to eat before dinner. Dean pulled out a bag of chips and set it on the counter in front for Sam and himself to snack on. They went to the living room. Sam opened the bag and they started snacking while watching some TV. Dean just sat down when the doorbell rang.

"You got to be flipping kidding me." said Dean with sigh.

"I'll get the door, Dee." laughed Sam as he started to the door.

"Are you sure? I could get it."

"I'm already going that way." said Sam. He opened the door and smiled at who was at it. "Hey guys! We were just watching some TV, come on in!" Sam got out of the doorway so the guys could get in. They each greeted Sam in turn. Riley Grall was the last one in. He shut the door and wheeled Sam into the living room where the rest of the guys were at. Riley parked Sam by the couch next to Dean. Tucker McGlator was lying on his stomach on the floor and next to him in the Laz-E boy was Jasper Schmitt. Next to Dean, on the long four seatter couch, were Riley and Wade Peterson.

"Hey Dean, where's Trent at? Usually he's over before us." asked Tucker from the floor.

"He had to take his mom somewhere. He said he would be back later." said Dean. Sam grimaced in pain. He felt a dull throbbing in his head. Dean noticed this. "Come on Sammy let's go get something for that headache." Dean got up and wheeled Sam to the upstairs bathroom. Dean gave Sam his pills and a glass of water. Sam swallowed the pills. Dean knelt down in front of him.

"Sammy is your headache really bad?" asked Dean softly as he placed his hands on both sides of Sam's jaw line. Sam's eyes were closed.

"It's getting worse, Dee. It hurts." Sam stated weakly, his eyes still shut.

"Alright, come on, let's get you into bed." said Dean and he took Sam into his (Dean's) room. He lifted Sam into the bed and pulled the covers up. "I'll be right back, okay?"

"Okay." Dean went back into the bathroom and got a wet washcloth. He placed it on Sam's head.

"You want me to stay with you?"

"No, it's okay. You go back with the guys and I'll be fine." Dean sighed.

"Okay, well, try to get some rest and I'll come back to check on you. Good night buddy."

"'Night, Dee."

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"How's Sam doing Dean?" asked Riley when Dean got back downstairs.

"I think he'll be fine. He's up in my room trying to get some shut eye." Riley nodded. The guys sat and watched TV for a couple more hours with Dean checking on Sam about every ten minutes.

When the guys finally left, Dean was tired. He trudged up the stairs and into his room. After he changed he gently got into bed, trying not to wake Sam up, seeing as he probably was still in pain. Once Dean was settled, Sam subconsciously cuddled closer to him. With that Dean fell fast asleep.

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