Ok so this is just a little back story on this just the back story, if you like it comment so I post more because other wise this is all you'll get.

~Summery~ There were many reasons the Dean was overprotective of Sammy, mostly it was because he was all Dean had left, but another was the reason why the Winchesters did not speak of the dead. You see on the very first hunt Sammy ever went on there was someone else with them, Samantha. The Winchester that you'll never hear about, the one who went on the hunt with out permission and never made it back to the motel. Dean feels responsible for her death and he doesn't want that to happen to Sammy.

Disclaimer: Mesa no Eric Kripke:(

Castiel was addicted to dreaming. Most people would think that angles don't need to dream but really they just don't need to sleep. When Cas was human he enjoyed the experience and even though he was an angle again if he had some spare time he would lay down and try to figure out if the happy family he would see was real.

The mother looked like Dean or a female Sam, the father had dark hair and kind eyes. Cas never heard their names only their two children's, the young humans were called Mary, the older female, and Dean, they younger male. When Castiel first saw them the younger one was five and the older one was seven.

The family intrigued Cas, the mother was in law enforcement, the same kind that the Winchester's liked to impersonate. She had seen killers laugh at her like killing was fun and he had seen her eyes, sometimes he saw the same pain that had always seemed to be in Sam's eyes, but she got up and went about her life like she didn't care, something that Sam and Dean had only perfected because they had stopped giving a fuck after the second time the world had tried to end. The only difference was that all that sadness left her eyes when she was with her family, Cas wished that he could see that look in Deans eyes.

He had looked for the family but he could never find them, he had started thinking that they might just be a fabrication made by him mind because they made him happy.

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"Sammy," a male voice called from the kitchen of the old house in Maryland, "You have to get rid of the devils trap above the door, the neighbors are going to think were worshiping the devil,"

"But-" a womans voice groaned from the couch where it's owner was sitting.

"No buts about it, a demon isn't going to show up at our front door and try to get in,"

"You don't know that," but the woman stood up and trudged to the garage to get some paint. She was tall, easily six feet, her light brown hair barley brushing her shoulders, her eyes were a pale green.

It took her almost the rest of the afternoon to cover the red paint on the celling of the porch but by three thirty she was sitting on the porch with a cold glass of iced tea when two children ran up the steps, the girl was probably about ten and the boy was about eight, "Hi Mom," they said as they brushed past her into the house both kissing her on the cheek as they passed.

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Sam Winchester wasn't one to worry about her children. If they got hurt she would say, they were having fun not learning how to fight monsters, but when they had to make a holiday decoration in class and Deans angle had pitch black wings and a trench coat she asked him about it.

"The angle watches us sometimes, like one time at school when you came home from your trip to California, he was standing by the trees watching,"

"Did you see his wings?" she had asked thinking he was just another parent from the school.

"Yeah, and when we we're at the beach and you we're letting us bury you,"

That's when she started to worry, she was always trying to catch sight of the angle, on,y when she was with her family did she properly forget about him.

Every Christmas Dean insisted that she put the angle man on the tree, her husband Tom thought that it was the funniest thing in the world that she was so worried about an angle in a trench coat with black wings.

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