Dean looked up at the night sky, his emerald eyes searching the stars for something. For what, he wasn't quite sure, but he would know it when it came. It was peaceful, the sounds that disturbed the quiet night was the crickets with their soft chirping, the quiet sounds of the engine from the Impala cooling down, and every now and then Dean could hear Sam letting out a deep sigh as he turned once more in his sleep.

Dean turned to watch his younger brother for a moment, feeling the anxiety that had built up in his chest slowly go away as he watched the peaceful look on Sam's face. After checking with his eyes that everything was okay, Dean turned back to the night sky. He searched for constellations, stars and constellations made him feel safe, and connected to his mother; she had died about five years back and taught Dean everything to know about stars and all the different constellations; she told him that if anything ever happened to her, then Dean should find a constellation and that would let him know that she was watching out for her two little boys.

As Dean thought about his mom, he smiled sadly. He missed her dearly, and he missed the comfort that she proved him. He also missed the support that she gave him and Sam, not that Sam could remember; he was only two when she died. But poor Dean could remember everything about his mother. He could remember her singing Hey Jude to him whenever he had nightmares, he could remember how she would always greet him with a smile and a snack when he came home from school, and he could even remember her perfume that seem to waft behind her whenever she walked, though Dean never saw her put perfume on. He could remember how sick she got, how he often had to hold her back as she vomited, and how he had to help her walk. He remembered having to take care of Sam for his mom, because she was too weak to hold her own baby boy.

But most of all, he remembered the stars.

Mary, his mother, would often pull her telescope out and ask Dean to sit with her. She would wrap them both up in a blanket, even though Dean was slightly too big as he got older, and she would point the stars and the constellations, and tell stories of the angels and how they were always watching over their small family.

Dean now found a constellation in the sky, Orion's Belt, his mother's favorite constellation. He smiled sadly and closed his eyes, saying a small prayer.

"Please watch over us and let this be a fresh start for Sam and I. And please, please, please... Show me what I'm looking for. You know what that is."

Dean opened his eyes and stood up from where he was leaning on the Impala. They were almost to Lawrence, Kanas, and Dean knew it wouldn't take him long to get there. He opened the door to the Impala and got into the drivers seat. He looked over his shoulder to his sleeping brother and smiled. "We'll be there soon Sammy." Dean said quietly as he clicked his seatbelt into place and turned the car on, getting back onto the road that would lead them to their new home.

X.x.x

Dean opened his eyes slowly. The morning sunlight shining through his window greeted him and he groaned softly. Sam and Dean had arrived at their new apartment at about 2 in the morning, and Dean was barely able to haul two beds intoi the apartment by himself before carrying his still sleeping brother into the apartment and putting him to bed before falling asleep immediately in his own bed. Dean could hear some noise coming from the living room, so he sat up and stretched, feeling a pleasurable pop in his arms as he did so. He got out of bed and walked into the living room, finding Sam there with a couple boxes scattered around. "Morning Dean!" Sam called, grinning. Dean yawned in response.

"What are you doing Sammy?"

Sam smiled. "I woke up early so I thought I would get started unpacking for you. I know that it's easier on you if we can get unpacked quickly, since tomorrow is Monday, meaning I've got school and you gotta go do that interview for the job." Dean smiled at Sam's rambling and had to hold back a little chuckle at his kid brothers enthusiasm.

"Oh yeah, you're starting the first grade tomorrow."

Sam blushed and smiled nervously. "Y-yeah, I am. So we better get unpacked today so we don't have to worry about it tomorrow." Dean smiled affectionately. "How about we find a diner to eat some breakfast and then come back here and unpack? Sound good?" Sam burst into a grin, his happiness evident on his face. "Okay! Just let me get dressed!" Sam scampered out of the living room and disappeared into his bedroom. Dean chuckled and glanced down at the outfit he fell asleep in; a pair of dark blue low rise jeans that hugged his hips nicely and a plain black T-shirt was slightly tight across the chest. Dean shrugged and threw some shoes on as Sam came out of his room, dressed in blue jeans and a red flannel that he had stolen from Dean.

"Ready?"

"Ready!"

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