Hey all! Thank you for the HUGE 162 Reviews from last season! Here is season two! Hope you enjoy it as much as I do writing it! : )

The first bit is a poem I randomly made up, it sucks, but oh well!

I would have posted this in a new story but fanfiction will not let me! : (

Living the normal Life

'I am no-one,

I am the person who you will walk past on a busy street, intent on going to some unimportant destination,

I am no-one,

I am the person who you will walk past, not even second looking me,

I am no-one,

I am the person who is insignificant to a large amount of people in the world,

I am no-one because I am normal.'

Dean had several thoughts running through his head each and every single day, normal thoughts, thoughts about Lisa, Ben, Sean, and his new found friends. Every thought he had about Sam or Claire he pushed aside and buried it deep within his skull. He hadn't looked for her, he knew she was safe; no-one could touch her wherever she was and that was the most important thing. Sure he talked about them a little to Lisa the first few months he stayed, but then they just stopped, and talking didn't solve anything – it made the wounds deeper, so he just did what he knew he did best, and buried it. However sometimes things can re-appear and dig themselves back up.

"Dean," Claire's voice whispered in his ear, her cold breath tickling his skin. He jolted up in shock, breathing heavy, and looked down at Lisa who was still asleep.

"Claire?" he frowned staring through the darkness.

"Sean," she nodded.

Dean sighed. "He's safe," he dreaded what came next; it was the same as all the other dreams.

"Dean," another voice whispered her voice hot against his neck.

"Mom," he sighed breathing in, his lips trembling.

"Dean," she smiled and walked back to join Claire.

"Why didn't you find me Dean?" Claire asked water coming to her soft eyes.

"I'm sorry," Dean mumbled.

"You could have saved us both, but you let me burn and you let her freeze, you're poison…to everyone around you." Dean's mom spat.

"I'm sorry," Dean mumbled taking the covers off him and standing up.

"Are you really?" Claire asked in a pathetic laugh. "You just went by my stubborn words and you let me get lost, in the middle of nowhere for no-one to find!" Claire's eyes became narrow, fierce and wild as Dean's mom began to smoke, and Claire began to shiver.

"What can I do?" Dean urged.

His Mom smiled leaning in close to him, her skin hot as she gently touched his skin. "Save her," she breathed and leaned back as her body began to bleed and flames licked away at her skin.

Claire screamed as Sam came in the room, a knife in his hands, he went for her throat.

"NO!" Dean screamed whilst gasping awake.

Lisa flinched beside him and sat up alert. She looked at him with soft eyes, Dean's lip trembled and he removed the covers off him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Another nightmare?" she asked softly rubbing his back soothingly.

Suddenly sounds of a baby crying appeared and both of them sighed. "I'll see to Sean," Dean sighed whilst standing up and walked to the nursery.

He bent down and picked up Sean, his only sisters baby, he looked deep into his blue eyes and saw his sister – he had to look away quickly before the memories he had buried came digging back up. Sean snuggled into his Uncle's chest, knowing that both of them were safe, he stopped crying.

"What's up with you?" Dean asked stroking his blonde locks.

The baby gurgled as if speaking a different language.

"Did you want to come to our bed?" he asked Sean looking down at him; he squirmed in Dean's arms – which normally meant a no. "Ok…we'll stay here," Dean yawned and sat in the chair beside the crib.

"Dean?" a tired Ben asked rubbing his eyes in the door way.

"What you doing up?" he frowned and worried a little as Sean moved in his arms.

"I heard Sean cry, then I heard voices, I thought I would check on him," Ben admitted.

"Well thanks mate, but go back to bed," Dean nodded; Ben nodded in response and went back to bed.

A couple minutes past and both Dean and Sean fell asleep. Sean hiccupped as he slept and Dean frowned as he saw his sister appear infront of his eyes.

"Sean," she breathed as he jolted awake – again.

"I love you sis, but you need to stop interrupting my sleep!" Dean sighed leaning his head back.

"Morning Dean!" Ben said skipping into the room and sitting opposite him.

Dean frowned. "Morning buddy! What's got you high?"

"Some hot chick is at school today, I am so totally in! Can you drive me to school with Sean and the Impala? Babies always melt the chick's heart!" Ben grinned.

Dean frowned and turned around to view Lisa. "Are you sure he's not mine?" he mouthed, Lisa nodded and laughed.

Dean fed Sean some mixed up baby food and sighed looking at Ben, contemplating whether he should drop him into school today. "Let me think about it," Dean smirked.

Ben shrugged and grabbed some toast in the centre of the table.

Once they had all finished, Dean set Sean up in the car and called for Ben to move his ass. His next door neighbour was in the garden and heard him use aggressive language; Dean just nodded and gave a smile followed by a wave.

Ben ran out with his school bag on his arm and jumped into the Impala.

Lisa ran out carrying his lunch and passed it too him, giving him a stroke and a kiss on the forehead. "Behave!" Lisa ordered, Ben nodded and slammed the Impala door shut.

"HEY!" Dean shouted, Ben found it amusing and giggled, as Lisa pursed her lips.

"You going to be ok driving that thing?" Lisa asked placing her hands in her pockets.

"It can't be sitting in the garage all this time," Dean sighed and looked at Sean who was in a baby seat at the back.

"Sean," Lisa mumbled smiling and nodding.

"What?" Dean frowned.

"It's such a good name, what made you think of it?" Lisa asked intrigued.

"It's a long story," Dean mumbled and Lisa nodded understanding (long story normally meant he didn't want to talk about it) they gave each other a quick kiss and Dean hopped into the Impala and drove off.

Ben came back from school overwhelmed with his 'first kiss' and was sat playing his computer game with the TV on in the background. Dean and Lisa were helping Sean to walk, the doctors said he was an early learner and that it's normal for him to be standing up by his first birthday. They clapped and cheered as Sean made it to Dean and Lisa every now and then, and they rubbed his back when he fell to the floor.

They were waiting for the first guest to arrive to their party, one year since Dean had stayed with them and it was Sean's first birthday.

One by one people poured into the house, neighbours, friends, some relatives (Lisa's relatives). Dean watched as they filled the entire house and garden, laughing, smiling, sharing memories – living the normal life. He watched as Sean clapped and gurgled at the attention he was getting at attempting to walk infront of the guests, by diving towards Lisa.

"You ok?" one of Dean's new friends asked.

"Yeah I am," Dean smiled taking a sip of beer.

Suddenly the door bell rang and both Dean and Lisa shared a glance, Ben was away with the faeries as he was having a game war between his friends, whereas Sean squealed with delight and attempted to get the door. Lisa gasped and grabbed him.

"Enough walking for you," she sighed placing him on his play mat with all his toys.

"I'll get it," Dean shouted and opened the door he gasped when he saw a familiar face wearing a trench coat.

"Hello Dean," the emotionless voice spoke.

"Castiel," Dean frowned and walked outside closing the door behind him. "What are you playing at man? I haven't seen you in a year, and now you show up?"

"I have found Claire," he announced emotionlessly.

Dean took a sharp intake of breathe and his eyes became wide.

"Wait! WHAT! Where?" Dean ordered, he was still in shock, but he decided he was angry.

"I can't say, there is no time," Castiel said staring Dean in the eyes to show how serious he was.

Dean frowned he had more questions but for now he nodded.

"You have to do a number of things, fill up a bath of cold water NOT warm; you need at least two towels and a warm drink. You MUST do this Dean, Claire depends on it," Castiel said gravely.

"Ok," Dean nodded fast and turned for the door. "But…" he swivelled around to see the angel had disappeared. "…great," he muttered.

Dean walked in the front door and Sean squealed with delight, Dean picked him up as he walked over to Lisa who was preparing some drinks in the kitchen.

"We have to get everyone out," Dean announced as Sean clung on to him.

Lisa frowned eyeing up Sean then Dean. "Why?"

Dean swallowed before he was about to say the words for the first time. "Claire's coming back, don't ask me how I don't know, but I am getting my baby sister back!" he said and Lisa nodded understanding, she turned into the living room and clapped her hands.

"Right everybody there's been a change in plans, I know it's still very early on in the party, but you're going to have to leave!" Lisa ordered shooing them out the door.

"What? Why?" was the main reaction she got. Dean plumped Sean in his high chair and walked into the living room.

"Sean has a rash, we need to get him checked out!" he said quickly and everyone nodded, grabbed their bags and coats and left.

"What happens next?" Lisa asked; worry was clear in her eyes.

"I don't know," Dean shrugged.

"Sean has a rash?" Ben asked in a panic. "And you don't know what happens next?"

"Hunny it's ok," Lisa said soothingly as she ruffled his hair. "He's fine, just play your game and watch TV ok?" she asked and he nodded plonking himself on the couch.

"Momma," Sean's voice giggled from around the corner.

Dean and Lisa both exchanged wide glances before running into the kitchen to see Sean playing with his bricks on his high chair.

They sighed with relief and began to tidy up the house from the party, unsure of what to do next. They both thought Sean saying Momma was in their heads so they didn't question it as they tidied. Dean then went up the stairs to attend to Castiel's orders.

They finished and Dean, Ben and Sean were sat at the table. Ben was still playing on his game, and the mini TV was on in the kitchen as Lisa prepared some snacks.

Suddenly the news came on the TV, both Dean and Lisa frowned, the news was never on this early. They stopped what they were doing intent on listening.

"Breaking news, a segment from the north pole has rapidly melted within the last few minutes. Luckily our reporter was already out there doing some research and is there, live, now with the scenes," the main broadcaster announced.

The screen switched to a woman reporter running up to the hole with the news crew. "Yes as you can see Austin, we are running to the scene now! Just a few minutes ago a warm light beamed down to create…" she paused looking down at the floor. The camera moved down to see a very deep, perfectly circular hole, in the ground. "…I've never seen anything like this, it…it's as if someone has tunnelled down to get something!" She announced breathless, Dean looked to Lisa and Lisa looked back, they were both worried at the coincidence that this would happen the same day Claire was due to come back.

Suddenly a familiar sound entered the living room and Dean rushed too it.

"Momma," Sean giggled as he played with his blocks.

"What did you just say?" Ben asked fascinated, he put down his game.

Dean went into the living room to find Claire in his arms. Her body looked stiff, her skin was pale white, her lips were blue, and she was beginning to drip water.

"Help!" Castiel said struggling with her.

Dean nodded and took her off him, he felt a sense of joy as he held his sister in his arms. Lisa walked in to check if Dean was ok and gasped when she saw Dean holding a young girl who looked dripping wet and cold.

"Time is ticking Dean!" Castiel reminded him, Dean nodded and ran upstairs where he made the necessary preparations, he would focus on Lisa later.

"I have to say Cas you took your time!" Dean grunted as he carried Claire to the bathroom.

"Place her in the bath!" Castiel ordered.

"Wait?" Dean said about to follow Cas' orders but stopped once he realised something. "She's freezing in my arms and you want me to put her in a cold bath?" he frowned.

"Just trust me!" Cas urged as he grabbed Claire's feet and Dean kept hold of her arms, they carefully placed her in the bath.

"She's not breathing Cas!" Dean said worried as he tried to feel her pulse.

"Of course she isn't," Castiel sighed and placed two hands either side of her head. He breathed in and focused; slowly he removed his hands and placed them on the top of her head pushing her gently into the water until she was fully in.

"What the hell?" Dean said going to get her out but Castiel 'shushed' him.

Slowly the water started to steam, and then Claire's body jolted. Dean stared in wonder as it jolted again. The light above the bath started to flicker, as her limbs started to move, thrashing about wild-ly in the boiling water, her eyes snapped open, the bulb smashed and Castiel released her. She burst upwards, out of the water, in one big almighty gasp then collapsed again back into the bath.

"You can take her out now," Castiel nodded.

Dean just glared at him before removing his dripping wet sister out the bath. She coughed water a couple of times but Castiel said she would be ok.

"Cas, what the hell you could've killed her!" Dean protested after he placed Claire on the towels covering the mini couch in the bathroom.

"Believe me it was necessary," Castiel's emotionless voice replied.

"Um…" Lisa suddenly appeared in the doorway as she looked at Dean, Castiel and an unconscious Claire. "…Ben's gone to a friend's house and the baby is sleeping," she announced. She stared down at Claire and walked in cautiously. "How's she holding up?" she nodded towards Claire.

"I don't know," Dean sighed staring at his sister with hope.

She groaned a couple of times and they all stared at her intently. "Dean?" she croaked squinting as she looked towards him.